Mysterious journey

"If I remember correctly, Green Pine was originally a relatively large auction company, right?" Gallon wondered, "How did it end up in this situation?"

The fat man glanced at him and nodded firmly: "Indeed, Green Pine was very famous before and had a certain fixed customer base at home and abroad. However, recently, the company's current liquidity has been frozen and it cannot be turned around for a while. The competition was suppressed by previous opponents, and there were several serious mistakes in the acquisition of collections, which cost a lot of money. Anyway, it was like all the bad luck from before suddenly came back, all the bad luck piled up, my God." Fatty. Now when I talk about what happened some time ago, I still look emotional and depressed.

He led Garen and the two up to an office on the third floor. Knock on the door. "Sister, someone is here again."

"Bring them in. There won't be many of them anyway." A weak voice came from inside.

The door to the room was pushed open, Garen and the others walked in, and the fat man closed the door behind them.

The room was empty except for a long table in the middle. Behind it lay a young woman, writing something at her desk and looking very tired.

The woman is very young. Even if she wears gold-rimmed glasses and a black professional female uniform, she can't hide her youthful aura. Her long blond hair was tied into a bunch, and her deep blue eyes showed deep exhaustion.

She raised her head, adjusted her glasses, and looked at Garen and the two carefully. There was confusion on his face at first, then he frowned. His face looked a little hesitant.

"Who are you?"

Garen burst into laughter. "Can't you even recognize me?" His voice remained the same as before.

As soon as Finestine opened her mouth, her eyes widened and she stood up with a huff. "You!! You are Garen!! Why did you come to my place suddenly? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?!!"

Garen shook his head: "I just came over to see you if I have something to do, but it seems that you are in trouble now."

Finestine smiled bitterly, "It's just a little trouble. Didn't you go to college? How come you have time to come to my place?"

Garen found a stool at random, moved it over and sat down in front of the table. "Stop talking about me, talk about you. What are you doing now? How did you end up like this?"

Finestine wiped her face, sat down and said helplessly: "I don't know, but since three months ago, I seem to have been unlucky all of a sudden, and nothing I encounter is good. What was originally a good thing had to turn into a bad thing. By the time I realized what I was doing, it was already like this."

Garen frowned and said, "Please tell me carefully."

He had already felt something at this time. Finestine had a strong antique smell of doom on her body. It is likely that this thing caused the bad luck during this period.

As Finestine slowly told the story, he gradually understood what happened during this period.

The most basic thing is to go to Navis in Yushan Province on the border.

Because Finestine did not wait for Garen to agree to join her, she decided to dig out the clues about the mysterious incident found in the underground library alone.

He still remembered the message on the note.

‘The third tree at No. 174, Navis Jilang Mountain is six meters deep. I put things there. ——Charlie’

According to Finestine's account, she went to pick up the items on the note alone, then brought them back and placed them in a secret room.

"What is it? Makes you so nervous?" Garen asked doubtfully.

Finistine glanced at Cynthia standing behind Garen.

"Cynthia, please go out first." Garen waved his hand.

Cynthia nodded, turned around and left the room, closing the door. Suddenly there were only two Garen left in the room.

"Can't you see? Are you doing well now?" Finestine was a little surprised when she saw this scene. "I thought she was your friend. Didn't I expect she was your follower?"

"It's nothing good. That's it." Garen sorted out what he just heard, "Do you still keep the things you got out of it?"

"No, it was sold a long time ago. I suspected it was the bad luck antique at first, but after it was sold, I was still the same." She leaned down slightly and lowered her voice, "Let me tell you... the thing I found , is a very small wooden sculpture. According to my judgment, that thing is definitely a very powerful antique of doom!"

Galen looked at Finestine's mysterious face speechlessly. He wanted to say that he had actually noticed it a long time ago, but seeing Finestine creating an atmosphere in such a mysterious way, he had no nerve to interrupt her.

Finestine's body was surrounded by a dense aura of the potential of antiques of misfortune. It was obvious that she had been exposed to antiques of misfortune for too long, and the accumulation would take at least a few months of bad luck to be consumed. Garen thought about it, and immediately reached out. .

With a snap, he accurately caught Finestine's wrist.

"Don't worry, I'll show you the situation. I know some Eastern medicine skills."

Finestine's face suddenly turned red and she opened her mouth to say something, but still didn't come out. He just let Garen hold her wrist.

As soon as the two of them came into contact, the dense aura of doom was quickly absorbed by Garen, leaving no trace behind.

"Okay, nothing's wrong." Garen let go of Finestine's hand and smiled as if nothing happened. "You are not in a good situation now, do you need my help?"

"Are you okay?" Finestine recovered immediately and looked at Garen dubiously. "You have to know that my current funding gap is not a small amount."

"It doesn't matter, just tell me."

Finestine knew that Garen had inherited the Baiyun Sect, but the Baiyun Sect was just a small sect. How much money could a local sect provide?

"I now need at least 200 million working capital for turnover." She whispered a number.

"Two hundred million, no problem." Gallon thought it was a lot of money, but he didn't expect it to be this small. Not to mention anything else, even the funds of the Black Label Club that he had just merged with now were enough to squeeze out such a piece of money for Finestine's turnover. Not to mention the Baiyun Sect forces that have integrated a large amount of resources and are qualified to talk to the provincial government.

For him now, 200 million is just a small fraction.

However, Finestine was a little confused, her mouth slightly opened, her eyes widened, and she looked at Garen blankly.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you kidding? That's 200 million! Not two hundred! I know you have inherited the Baiyun Sect's industry, but even for the Baiyun Sect, this is too exaggerated, right? How do I look at your face? It’s like it’s not 200 million but 200!”

"I'm not kidding." Garen shook his head. "I'll transfer it to you shortly. How about the money from the Federal Bank?"

Finestine stood up and circled around Garen.

"You guy, you can do it!"

"Okay, stop making trouble." Garen was speechless, "It's just that you didn't know it before. In fact, the average martial artist sect is not too simple. It's because you don't know it."

"Okay, I don't know. But are you sure you're not joking?" Finestine still can't believe it.

"No, no." Garen replied helplessly, "By the way, your family is well-informed in the local area. Do you know a woman named Ulan? She is very powerful and she also practices martial arts."

"Ulan, if your name is correct, there is only one very powerful woman with a name like this in Yangliu City. She is the master behind the rose-colored private club in Yangliu City." As expected, Finis Ting indeed knew.

The information Garen roughly collected showed that Ulan had good influence and reputation in the local Yangliu City, so he was able to persuade the Lieutenant General to intercede with the Demon Elephant Sect. When I asked Finestine, who had some basic knowledge, it was normal for her to get this answer.

"How much do you know about her?" Garen was still a little unhappy about being fucked by a woman for the first time last night. And he had a deeper concern.

"Ulan is a very mysterious woman." Finestine recalled attentively, "I once saw her at a dinner party. She was very beautiful and elegant. At that time, she was standing with the leader of a big family. She is very aura. I heard from my father that this woman is very dignified, has the determination to achieve her goals, and has a lot of dark forces under her."

"How much do you know about her personally?"

"Individual? Herself?" Finestine was not an idiot and immediately sensed something was wrong. "Did you offend her?!"

"Don't worry about it, just talk about it." Garen shook his head.

Finestine glanced at Garen dubiously.

"Ulan is a very strong woman, and she has practiced martial arts to a very powerful level. She once performed a performance of catching bullets with her bare hands, and she was like a humanoid monster! She is also ruthless and has strong decisiveness. But a while ago, I heard that she went to the Fourth Military District Hospital, seems to be sick.

However, one of my brothers mentioned that she was injured. He escaped seriously injured and almost died in the field. "

"Being injured?" Garen frowned slightly. "How do you know such secret information? If a master like Ulan is injured, he will definitely keep it a secret."

"She was injured and almost died. The captain of the special forces who protected her was my brother's best friend. It was kept a secret at the time, but now it has been so long that there is no secret anymore. The restrictions have been lifted." Finestine answered simply.

"Do you know who hurt her?"

"Not sure."

Garen speculated a little.

The most likely possibility is that Wulan's current injury has affected her strength, resulting in her not being strong enough to support the entire Demon Elephant Sect's situation. She just used the conflict with Baiyun Sect to give in and cover up her current poor state.

And his concerns were related to his own talents.

I didn't react in time last night, but after I calmed down, I noticed this immediately. Can talents and abilities be passed down by blood, or are they unique to oneself?

With Ulan's personality, even if he has his own heir, future education will definitely not be his turn. It would be fun if there was an extra monster enemy with the same abilities as yourself in the end.

After getting some key information from Finestine, Galen asked Cynthia to send a telegram and notify the Baiyunmen headquarters to mobilize 200 million and transfer it to Finestine's company account.

And he went back to the hotel he had booked to stay.