Chapter 540

After watching the excitement of the battle between Hu Chan and Rong Xin, Gu Yunxuan and Wen Shu went to the library to read together.

Qin Siyang was too lazy to chat with Zhao Sifang and Gu Yunpeng, so it would be more practical to go back to the house and take a nap.

When I arrived at the guest house, I had just gone to bed, and before the quilt was even warm, I was called to the office again by Zhao Longfei.

Qin Siyang opened the door.

Zhao Longfei sighed: "Why don't you knock..."

"Definitely next time."

Qin Siyang sat down on the sofa: "Principal Zhao, what are you doing with me today? I crawled out of bed. It's best to talk about something important."

Zhao Longfei looked at the clock on the wall: "At twelve o'clock noon, you go to bed?"

"Lunch break."

Zhao Longfei looked at Qin Siyang's careless appearance and wanted to kick him for no reason.

"Two things. The first thing is that the memory of Zhang Yingrui's body has been read."

"Zhang Yingrui's body? I almost forgot about it if you didn't tell me. Principal Zhao, why did it take so much longer to read the memory this time than the last time I read Taro Yamamoto's memory?"

Zhao Longfei blew out a smoke ring and said leisurely: "Of course it's because the amount of valuable information in the brain is different."

"Zhang Yingrui is already in a high position and has access to many more secrets than ordinary people. In addition, he also has a serial skill called photographic memory, which makes him stuff information into his head."

Zhao Longfei couldn't help but marveled: "The contents in his head include an Encyclopedia Britannica, a Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, a set of Twenty-Four Histories, and a book called Jin Ping Mei."

Qin Siyang suddenly became interested: "What was the last book you were talking about? Can you elaborate?"

Zhao Longfei waved his hand: "I can't go into details with you. At such a young age, don't dwell on meaningless things."

Qin Siyang was slightly disappointed: "Okay, show me his memory report."

"No memory report."

"Um?"

"There are too many things. Once collected, they are sorted and sorted directly without a summary report."

Qin Siyang immediately became unhappy: "Zhao Longfei, are you going to eat alone?!"

"It's not a problem if you live alone, but you really don't have time to compile reports. Recently... something happened within the Zhao family. The manpower that can handle confidential documents has been reduced sharply. It is difficult to maintain normal operations. How can there be spare time to prepare reports? ism stuff.”

"The number of cronies has dropped sharply? Is the Zhao family okay?"

Zhao Longfei said nonchalantly: "The problem in the elbow and armpit cannot be cured. Fortunately, it has not reached the point of terminal illness."

"Is it because the news about the Zhao family's formation of a serial force was leaked?"

"Absolutely. But it's a small thing to have fewer people. Hey, I still have to find time to meet the tigress, which is really worrying."

As he said that, Zhao Longfei scratched his forehead painfully.

"I won't talk about my family's affairs, let's talk about Zhang Yingrui."

Zhao Longfei put out his cigarette and looked at Qin Siyang seriously: "Zhang Yingrui does have a lot of valuable news in his mind."

"Among those news, the most cost-effective parts, that is, the ones that are easy to use and easy to use, have been taken away by Old Man Han."

"Han Shuo?"

"Yes. I sent someone to verify that all the fat in Zhang Yingrui's memory information has been eaten away. Combined with Han Shuo's actions after killing Zhang Yingrui, it should be that he took most of the cake after reading the memory."

"Then you gave the body to Hu Chan, and Hu Chan and Yu Ziying cut off the rest of the cake related to the Zeshi Sect."

"Huh? Doesn't that mean that this guy Hu Chan has made a lot of money?!"

"It's not bad. He and Yu Ziying still have to watch my face, so they didn't do anything. They only took away the benefits related to Zeshi Sect and left the rest untouched."

Qin Siyang was so angry that he slapped his thigh: "You follow me every day and call me 'Mr. Qin', but you dare to take the benefits for yourself! If I find an opportunity, I must punish this ungrateful leftover!"

"Gou Shengzi, Gou Shengzi? You are also good at giving nicknames." Zhao Longfei smiled: "The rest is ours. It's not too rich, but it's not too shabby, just so-so."

Qin Siyang glanced at Zhao Longfei: "Principal Zhao, when you say that, it usually means that you have earned a lot."

"I don't have to hide it from you. The cake that neither Han Shuo nor Hu Chan can eat, or the cake that they are unwilling to take the trouble to eat, needs to rely on a huge intelligence information network or the accumulation of manpower and material resources to solve it."

"But, after all, there are interests. It's understandable that Hu Chan has scruples about relying on others. Why doesn't Han Shuo wipe out all the interests?"

Zhao Longfei said: "Let me give you an analogy. A group of hungry people are queuing up to eat, and you are the first to be served. In front of you are braised pig's trotters, soy sauce beef, which can be eaten quickly, and a plate of food. The crayfish you grilled yourself, which one do you want to eat first?”

"Ask me? I want them all."

"You want it all! You only have two hands, you can take a lot of things, and there are people behind you who want to serve at the table soon."

Qin Siyang sighed: "Then we can only take whichever one has more meat."

"That's it. Old Man Han is still squatting on the side gnawing pig's trotters. He doesn't have both hands free. How can he have time to grab crayfish from me."

"...What if he robs you of crayfish?"

"Are you stupid! If he robs the crayfish, then I will rob him of the pig's trotters!"

"That makes sense."

"Old man Han has a deep foundation, but he is still alone. His hands are much smaller than our Zhao family's, and he can only take a limited amount. He must know that he should be content with keeping his pig's trotters. It is unwise to snatch them from me."

Qin Siyang nodded and asked, "Did the Zhao family make a good profit this time?"

Zhao Longfei said meaningfully, "Although crayfish are difficult to peel, they taste good."

"Principal Zhao, your crayfish should have my share, right?"

"I called you here today to talk about this."

"The profits left by Zhang Yingrui, minus the cost of manpower and material resources, the final net profit will be divided between you and the entire Zhao family in a 30-70 split."

Qin Siyang was a little embarrassed, "You worked so hard for so long, and only got 30%, which is a bit too little."

"You think too much, 30% is yours, the Zhao family Seven."

"Why?!"

"Without the Zhao family, you can't even get one-tenth of the thirty percent. Giving you three is already polite enough. Don't forget, the entire Zhao family gets seven, and you get three. The last person who cooperated with the Zhao family like this was Gu Weirong. The Gu family got four, and the Zhao family got six. Giving you three, don't be ungrateful."

"No, I don't care, at least fifty-fifty!"

"Xiao Qin, stop it. The Zhao family is short of money now."

"Principal Zhao, what you said is wrong, I am short of money too! !"

Zhao Longfei raised his eyebrows: "You?"

"You know, I have a sequence group to support!"

"It's just a sequence group, only a thousand people, what are you yelling about."

"I..."

Qin Siyang was about to refute, but seeing Zhao Longfei's slightly contemptuous eyes, he swallowed it back.

Zhao Longfei rubbed his brows: "Xiao Qin, please be considerate. The current situation of the Zhao family is not optimistic."

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