Chapter 90: Xia Lin Leaves

  Song Jian pulled Xia Lin out of the stadium quickly, he didn't want to be in the spotlight under such circumstances.

  Gao Yuan panted and chased out, pointing at Song Jian with her finger, stuttering: "You... you this swindler."

  Xia Lin was still holding onto Song Jian with a confused expression, while Song Jian looked at Gao Yuan with a puzzled gaze.

  Gao Yuandao: "Your kung fu is so good, why didn't you beat that scorpion man at the beginning?"

  Song Jian looked at Gao Yuan with a silly expression, "I'm not as violent as you."

  "Who are you saying is violent? I think you're just timid and afraid of trouble..." At this point, Gao Yuan couldn't say any more, it seemed that the idiom "timid as a mouse" really didn't suit Song Jian.

  "Alright, alright," Gao Yuan said irritably, waving his hand. "With skills like yours, why don't you go to the underground boxing ring and fight in a black match? I'm telling you, it's much more exciting than this Wulin Legendary Competition."

  Song Jian waved his hand and said, "I don't want to go, okay, I'm going back."

  She pouted.

  Song Jian pulled Xia Lin towards the garage.

  Gao Yuan stomped her foot and touched her own face, muttering to herself, "I knew I shouldn't have put on this heavy makeup. Otherwise, I'd electrocute you, humph!"

  At this time, seven or eight guys with sticks were patrolling in the distance, high and round eyes sharp. One of them was the scorpion man who had been beaten by himself at the beginning of the game. She shrank her shoulders, bent her waist and quietly left.

  Song Jian and Xia Lin got on the car, until the car drove very far away, Xia Lin finally regained her composure.

  "You're quite charming," Song Jian joked as he saw Xia Lin come back to her senses, "You've driven men crazy."

  Xia Lin pouted, gave Song Jian a white eye, "Uncle, you're gloating."

  "No, I was thinking that the phrase 'red beauty brings calamity' is really true. Whoever marries you in the future will be bringing a whole pot of trouble back home." Song Jian turned the steering wheel and headed towards the High-tech Industrial Park.

  Xia Lin protested and waved her small fist, "I really want to pour this bowl of dirty water on you."

  "I don't dare, I'm afraid of getting wet," said Song Jian, stopping the car and taking Xia Lin towards Siyuan Company.

  Arriving at the company, Song Jian found Xu Si and discussed with her the situation of the company for next year.

  The White Project of Sifary Company has been fully launched and is only waiting for production and sales next year.

  "We've discussed this in the meeting, and we plan to make a brand out of it, with the whitening skincare products as the foundation, and then expand into a series of products such as shower gel, face masks, skincare, and makeup powder." Xǔ Sī said, sitting behind his office desk.

  "Can go for mid-to-high-end market, after all, our company's product cost and effect are there."

  "I think so too," said Xu Si with a confident smile.

  Xia Lin pushed the door and walked in, interrupting: "Right, cousin, uncle, didn't I take more than 20 boxes of products for my classmates to try? They all said it was very effective and no one had any allergic reactions. They said that once this product is on the market, it will definitely be a bestseller. Aren't natural and healthy cosmetics being promoted now?"

  After discussing the prospects of a white project, Xu Si and Xia Lin were both very optimistic.

  Song Jian also thinks highly of this project, but he doesn't pay too much attention to it. For cosmetics to sell well, the most important thing is to do a good job in advertising, which is crucial.

  Many cosmetics on the market claim to have short-term whitening effects, but in fact, in order to make the skin whiten in a short period of time, lead and mercury and other heavy metals must be added, which contain a large amount of additives.

  A good project, but to see the results, it takes at least three months. In today's fast-paced society, few people can persist for three months to complete a task. Nowadays, meals are fast food, beauty pursues quick effects, weight loss pursues short-term results, and medication also wants rapid efficacy.

  So like other cosmetics, a touch of white has its advantages, but they are not very obvious.

  Song Jian knew that in order to make money and gain fame, he still had to rely on the extraordinary medicine formula recorded in the "Ancient True Man Book".

  The office door suddenly rang out, and Bae Yong pushed open the door and walked in.

  After entering the door, Pei Yong first greeted Xu Si, then walked to Song Jian's side and asked: "Song Jian, the divine doctor, your sister-in-law's condition is now completely under control. It has been more than a week, and her heart disease has not relapsed."

  Song Jian smiled and nodded, saying: "That's good, continue taking the medicine according to the prescription. Recently, I've also been collecting medicinal materials, striving to refine a complete cure-all elixir as soon as possible."

  When Song Jian said that, Pei Yong burst out laughing and rubbed his hands together, saying: "Thank you so much, Song Jian." Pei Yong came to see Song Jian because he was afraid that Song Jian would forget about refining the elixir.

  An ordinary prescription is just an ordinary thing after all, and to thoroughly cure Pei Yongniang's heart disease, one cannot help but refine the elixir from the "Ancient True Man Book".

  In the evening, Xia Lin booked a train ticket home online. Since the opening of the high-speed rail in Huaxia Country, tickets are no longer as tense as before, and although the price of high-speed rail tickets is higher, they are much more convenient than taking a plane.

  The next day, Song Jian drove that yellow small Ford Fiesta to take Xia Lin to the high-speed rail station in Gusu City.

  During the Spring Festival travel rush, there are still many people returning to their hometowns.

  Standing at the entrance, Song Jian handed a backpack to Xia Lin, patted her shoulder and said: "Go ahead, be careful on the road."

  "Song Jian," Xialin suddenly spoke up, calling out to Song Jian who was about to turn around.

  Song Jian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "You suddenly called me by name, it's really a bit unusual."

  Xia Lin lowered her head, a shy smile, then raised her head, staring at Song Jian, "Next year, I'll see you again, right?"

  "Of course," Song Jian said with his hands in his pockets, "I've invested so much money in your sister's company, how can I possibly run away?"

  After hearing this, Xia Lin's face lit up with a smile, like the most beautiful lily in the cold wind.

  "Uncle, I'll miss you," Xia Lin opened her arms and suddenly hugged Song Jian tightly, whispering: "For this month, you have to miss me too, got it?"

  Song Jian did not move or speak.

  Xia Lin let go of Song Jian's hand and quickly turned around, with her back to Song Jian, she waved her palm, "Go back quickly, uncle. Don't worry, I will take care of myself."

  "Alright," Song Jian replied in a low voice and turned away.

  When she arrived at the ticket gate, Xia Lin turned around to look for Song Jian, but found that he had really left. Her heart suddenly ached, and she wished that Song Jian was still standing there, watching her check in. If... if Song Jian had done so, she would have immediately torn up the ticket in her hand, turned around, rushed into Song Jian's arms, and then called to tell her parents that she wouldn't be going home for New Year's today.

  "Miss, your ticket," said the conductor to Xia Lin.

  Xia Lin came back to her senses, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then walked into the station.

  Song Jian sat in the car, opened the window, lit a cigarette, and Xia Lin's good impression made Song Jian feel some pressure.

  "Hmm..." Song Jian exhaled a ring of smoke, "She's still young, I reckon after the New Year she'll come back and forget about me, then she'll like Luo Hao again."

  Thinking of Luo Hao's motherly figure, Song Jian couldn't help but smile. He extinguished his cigarette and headed back.

  The phone rang on the road.

  Song Jian picked up his Bluetooth headset and answered the call.

  "Song Jian, I've found some clues, do you want to come over and take a look," came Li Mengya's voice through the earpiece.

  "Alright," Song Jian replied. Since he had received kindness from Yun Kong Lao Shang, he would naturally protect the underground ancient tomb for Yun Kong Shang.

  "Uh-huh, I'm at the municipal bureau, you drive over directly," Li Mengya said before hanging up the phone.

  Song Jian changed direction and drove towards the Municipal Public Security Bureau. When he was about to arrive, he called Li Mengya.

  The car stopped, and Li Mengya was wearing a public security uniform, standing at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau waiting.

  After getting off the car, Song Jian walked forward and bowed to Li Mengya.

  Li Mengya smiled slightly, "What's wrong with you, come quickly, I've already investigated Pi Hai and the others' backgrounds."

  Two people walked towards the archives department in the building.

  It was unthinkable for the police passing by on the road, Li Mengya was notoriously shy, and her face would turn red when talking to people, how could she be so intimate with a man.

  Of course, Li Mengya has a good impression of Song Jianxin and does not reject him in her heart. Apart from having more contact with Song Jianxin, the most important thing is that Song Jianxin saved Li Mengya's grandfather, Li Changjiang.

  Upon arriving at the archives department, Li Mengya handed four pieces of paper to Song Jian and said: "These four individuals are indeed the ones hired by Sun Tian to dig up graves. I've already spoken with our department's leaders about this grave-robbing case, but since we don't have any evidence yet, we can't take action against this gang just yet - after all, they haven't made a move. For now, our department's leaders aren't taking this matter too seriously; you know how it is, the year-end is approaching and there are many things to attend to. So I plan on asking for help from a few comrades at the Huqiu Police Station. Once we discover that they're about to make their move, we'll quickly apprehend them."

  Song Jian shook his head. He knew how formidable Sun Tian was. With his current strength, he wasn't a match for Sun Tian unless he used a gun.

  "Huh? Is this person also a member of the tomb raiding gang?" Song Jian said with some surprise, pointing to a photo.

  Li Mengya took a look and said, "Oh, yes, this person is called Li Zhixin. He has been interested in ancient bronze coins and cultural relics since he was young, and he also knows a little about Feng Shui and tomb knowledge. I guess Sun Tian and Pi Hai brought him along this time to make it easier for them to enter the tomb."

  "Li Zhixin?" Song Jian hesitated, then said: "I think we can get in touch with this person. I know him, he's a good guy, maybe we can let him be our informant. This way, we won't need to send someone to monitor Pi Hai and the others. Once there's any movement, he can secretly inform us."

  "Are you sure?" Li Mengya hesitated a little.

  Song Jian nodded and said: "Let's go find his master first. His master is called Huang Yao Shi."

  "It turned out to be Huang Yao Shi, I was watching the Wulin Legendary Arena competition yesterday, this Huang Yao Shi's kung fu is not great, but his character is very good, he is a kind and gentle person, it's likely that his disciple won't be too bad either. Alright, let's set off immediately," Li Meng Ya gained momentum, she had been worried about the lack of manpower, unable to fully monitor Pi Hai and others, if she could get Li Zhi Xin to cooperate from within, things would become much more convenient."

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