Visiting His Father

"Found it?"

Xiao Xiao's performance was surprisingly calmer than Rabbit Ears and even more composed than he had imagined.

Thinking about it, it's about right, and it even took longer than I expected to find it.

I actually think the Pink Maiden Gang is a bit of a name without substance.

Such a large illegal organization, yet they can't even find a single businessman. How will they carry out their kidnapping and extortion businesses in the future?

He thought about these things with a somewhat empty feeling in his mind. After pausing for about two seconds, he smiled and said:

"Okay, just tell me his address."

"..."

The Rabbit Ears seemed a little curious as well, and chuckled, "Don't you need me to tie you up?"

"I heard from the people below that Uncle is very nervous. He had been hiding somewhere and we couldn't find him anywhere, but suddenly he was found. However, he seems to be afraid of something and has asked a lot of colleagues to be his security guards. Even Uncle Tang has always been at odds with us, has been asked to go. I'm worried that if you two meet, it will be very unpleasant, and there might even be bloodshed."

"..."

Xiao Xiao didn't seem surprised. He just smiled and said, "It's okay, I can go by myself."

After hanging up the phone, he sat quietly at his desk for a while. Images of the Mysterious Guidepost, the Record Player Miss, the Shepherds, and his own suffering over the past four years flashed through his mind. It was as if a series of film reels were being rapidly pieced together in his mind, already vaguely forming a circle. But in the end, he just sighed and took out the parchment scroll from the Hell Organization.

What's the point of thinking about these things?

He had a self-deprecating smile on his face, "Points are the most important thing..."

He transferred the points to his own account, then showed a relieved expression. He stuffed the parchment into the drawer, got up, and left.

Some subconscious thought made him deliberately appear relaxed.

However, the heaviness in his steps as he descended the stairs was still undeniable.

"Don't worry, Black Gate City will still give me some face and won't kick you out immediately after using me."

On the other side, Yang Jia treated several members of Dante Organization to a meal and booked a hotel for them. Seeing their worried expressions, he comforted them with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "As for your food and lodging in Black Gate City, you don't need to worry. Although the Black Gate City people have been attacked twice by the Hell Organization and their power is limited, they still have some ability. They won't let those who help them suffer."

"How extravagant..."

The man in the plaid shirt couldn't help but sigh, "Living on meat and fish every day..."

"We don't get this kind of enjoyment in the Dante Organization. Our mentor always says that in this fake world, even the food is fake. What we eat is actually the flesh and blood of the city. In essence, eating the most delicious food is the same as eating garbage. So we usually eat steamed buns and pickled vegetables every day. When we occasionally want to change things up, our mentor says that we don't see this world clearly enough..."

"But even if what my mentor said might be true, the taste of meat is just different from that of pickled vegetables..."

"..."

"Your school of thought is too extreme."

Yang Jia couldn't help but laugh and said, "They always say they want to see through everything... Of course, it could also just be to save money."

"But once we're in Black Gate City, we don't need to be so careful. We can eat whatever we want."

"Also, remember to pack some for Envoy Lin Bo to take back. He's been unconscious for so long, he must be hungry..."

"..."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, looked at the group seriously, and said, "Also, remind him for me."

"He's already lost the bet and won't get the Mysterious Guidepost; he's already carrying the responsibility."

"If we don't get the message back in time, the mistake will be even bigger, and we might get expelled from Dante Organization..."

"..."

The group agreed wholeheartedly, their expressions showing some distress.

They had come here Mingming to demand the Mysterious Guidepost to Black Gate City, and even to hold Yang Jia accountable. But how did things escalate to this point? How did it suddenly become that Black Gate City not only left behind the Mysterious Guidepost, but the responsibility for this mission shifted from Yang Jia to them? How were they supposed to survive in the future, given that their team was already being ostracized?

Yang Jia, on the other hand, left with a rather relaxed expression.

After washing my hands, I was considering whether to go home and take a bath or go to the hospital for a check-up.

But just as she was about to make these decisions, her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID with some surprise.

"Mister Ye."

"..."

When that gentle electronic voice came on, there seemed to be a sense of relief.

After all, once he tricked Yang Jia stopped answering his calls. Many times, he could only forcefully project his spirit onto the local people around Yang Jia to communicate with her. She really had a childish temper, and there was nothing he could do about her.

"This confrontation with the Hell Organization has far exceeded my expectations."

Mister Ye said gently, "I think I also need to apologize for some of my previous behavior. There are some things I shouldn't have kept from you."

"You do need to apologize, although I might not forgive you even if you do."

Yang Jia said frankly, "However, what I'm more interested in is, why have you been so cautious all this time?"

"Is he just worried that I, representing the Dante Organization, will take the Arcane Compass?"

"..."

Mister Ye seemed to pause for a moment before saying:

"Actually, what I'm worried about is that you will represent the Dante Organization and stop the Old Chairman's plans."

"..."

"Prevent?"

Yang Jia was somewhat surprised and said, "I have always agreed with the Old Chairman's ideas. In fact, my early understanding of this world was influenced by him. I am also very certain that his ideas are almost identical to those of the Dante Organization. I even considered inviting him to join the Dante Organization before... Why do you think I would have the idea of stopping his plan?"

Mister Ye paused for a moment before slowly saying, "Because the Noah Project does not fully align with the Dante Organization's ideals."

Yang Jia's expression suddenly turned cold as she listened, and she said abruptly, "Tell me what you know."

Mister Ye seemed hesitant before slowly saying, "I will tell you."

"But I also hope that, under any circumstances, you will try your best to understand the Old Chairman."

"Even if it involves him, our new president."

"..."

"..."

"Here you go, keep the change."

Xiao Xiao had just gotten out of the taxi. The fare was 49 yuan, and he handed over a 50-yuan note.

Even though these natives are just puppets of the city, they still have their own emotions and lives. So Xiao Xiao sometimes has interesting ideas in his mind, like doing something to see if he can have any impact on their life trajectories.

For example, if you give the chef an extra dollar, will he be so happy that he'll add a chicken leg to his dinner?

Did adding that chicken leg have some additional impact on the city?

Of course, most importantly, I'm not short of money.

Such a big bar!

With so much money coming in every day, there's simply more than enough to spend...

Surprisingly, he didn't receive any gratitude from the taxi driver. The driver simply took the money, nodded, and drove off. But Xiao Xiao didn't mind. He just took a deep breath, looked up, and saw a thirty-story building covered in dark gray tempered glass, pointing vertically to the sky, seemingly carrying a mysterious sense of oppression. The more he looked up, the more insignificant he felt.

The building's name is displayed next to it: Zhigong.

Previously, Xiao Xiao only vaguely knew that his father's business was quite successful and that he had some money. He also knew the names of the companies under his name. But when Xiao Xiao came to his company headquarters and saw such a large building, he realized that he had underestimated his father's strength.

Compared to this building, my bar seems rather insignificant.

"If my life hadn't gone astray, I wouldn't have had to work so hard..."

He silently thought to himself as he entered the building.

A row of electronic guards blocked visitors from entering the elevator lobby; they could only pass after registering.

Xiao Xiao approached the front desk, looked at the receptionist with a polite smile, and said, "I'm looking for Chairman Xiao."

"Hello."

The receptionist, with her graceful smile and gentle figure, bowed slightly and asked, "Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

Xiao Xiao smiled at her and said, "I don't think I need an appointment to see him."

The receptionist was somewhat surprised. "May I ask who you are...?"

"My name is Xiao Xiao, the Xiao from Chairman Xiao."

Xiao Xiao smiled and introduced himself to her, "Theoretically speaking, he is my father."

"Ah?"

The receptionist was clearly taken aback. Seeing that Xiao Xiao didn't seem to be lying, she quickly bowed slightly and said, "Please wait a moment."

"Chairman Xiao only returned this morning. I'll report to his secretary first..."

"..."

Having confirmed that his father was upstairs, Xiao Xiao said no more, still wearing a polite smile, but lightly snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, a light and cheerful melody popped into the receptionist's mind.

"Ring a ling, please open the door quickly!"

"Ring a ling, I want to date you."

"..."

A strange feeling of excitement welled up inside her, and she even felt a little anxious, afraid that Xiao Xiao would get impatient.

His hand was still on the phone, ready to report, but at the same time, he pressed the remote control, helping Xiao Xiao activate the electronic sentry post.

Xiao Xiao smiled at her and walked straight into the elevator, which led to the top floor.

At the same time, the receptionist dialed the chairman's secretary's number, only to find that the chairman himself answered.

"Someone just came upstairs to your office..."

"He said he is your son..."

"..."

"Splash..."

The receptionist subconsciously wanted to confirm the young man's identity, but she didn't expect that after hearing the words, the chairman on the phone would immediately make a clattering sound, as if something was being thrown away. Through the muffled receiver, Chairman Xiao could be heard shouting in panic, "He's here, he's really here, hurry..." and the sound of a crowd rushing around.

"The father and son's relationship doesn't seem to be very good..."

The receptionist stared blankly into thought.