Although he was busy until midnight last night, Yang Junyu still got up early to practice Qigong under the influence of his biological clock after dawn.
After breakfast, I received a call from Qin Fengming: "Brother, come over and have lunch together."
Perhaps because the partnership was established, the title of him was changed from Taoist Priest to Brother.
Yang Junyu agreed directly, and then planned to buy a car first.
I just took 10 million from Qin Fengming last night. I would be sorry if I didn't show off for a while.
It stands to reason that he cannot use the money for himself, after all, this is all evidence.
But after asking Wei Jie, she said it was all a trivial matter.
After all, this is also to ensure that the character does not collapse, so just spend the money.
With Wei Jie's guarantee, Yang Junyu planned to buy a sports car directly.
So I went directly to the Juling sales store in the suburbs of Chang'an.
Juling is a high-end domestic supercar brand produced by Datang, and it is a brand that still sells gasoline-powered cars in this era.
For Yang Junyu, a sports car must be a petrol car to have that feeling. After all, sound is the soul of a sports car.
The tram is too quiet and doesn't feel like that.
Entering the hall, Yang Junyu was received into a separate reception room, where the sales staff introduced different models and data to him through holographic projections.
Yang Junyu watched for a while, and while drinking tea, he looked at a few models of his favorite models: "Does this spear have a steering wheel? I like to drive by myself."
The Giant Spirit Spear is the one that is more in line with Yang Junyu's aesthetic among all the models.
The body shape is very exaggerated, and the front of the car is sharp. Just looking at the front of the car looks a bit like an F1 racing car, and the aerodynamics are absolutely fine.
There is no need to worry about the license plate issue. Originally, Datang's requirement for license plates was that as long as the car had a plate on the rear, it could be hung on the front or not.
Not to mention that in this era, the Internet of Vehicles is a necessary function, so even the rear of the car is not mandatory.
After all, every car running on the street is registered with the Information and Transportation Bureau, so it is not easy to find the license plate.
The traffic police terminals have their own independent system. They can know the license plate by scanning a car, so it really doesn't matter whether the license plate is displayed or not.
So much so that in this day and age, only those cars with particularly auspicious numbers will be registered, while other cars will have no license plates.
When the sales girl heard that Yang Junyu wanted to bring a steering wheel, she asked curiously: "Does this gentleman have a driver's license?"
Yang Junyu showed his driver's license and said there was no problem.
In fact, this driver's license was not his own, but a driver's license that the secret guard had remade for him based on this false identity. The address registered was the Taoist temple in Qinling.
Seeing that he did have a driver's license, the sales sister asked him to wait while she checked.
After all, the number of people with driver's licenses these days is pitiful, and most of them like to assemble their own cars and rarely buy finished products directly.
Yang Junyu drank tea and waited for a while. About ten minutes later, the sales sister came back: "This man, I still have a manual drive model in stock, but it has been on storage for a long time. If you are not in a hurry, then..."
"I'm in a hurry!" Yang Junyu interrupted her, "Let's check it out. If everything is fine and it can still be driven, then lower the price a little more and I'll drive away directly."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The sales sister agreed, and then asked them to start the inspection. In the reception room, she began to persuade Yang Junyu to join their giant spirit membership.
While telling the various benefits of joining the Djinn membership, he also hinted from time to time that he was still single.
Outside the reception room, a group of other sales girls looked at the situation through the transparent wall with gossipy faces.
After all, most of the people who can buy this kind of supercar are older.
Occasionally, some rich second generations will come to buy, but Yang Junyu's appearance is really too attractive.
He is tall, has a good figure, and has a handsome face. It seems that he is one of those young masters who come from a big family. If he can hook up with him, he will definitely not have to run away from the wealthy life for the rest of his life.
After all, someone who can spend millions to buy a car must be worth less than tens of millions, right?
Yang Junyu didn't react at all to the sales girl's hint, but asked seriously about the benefits of becoming a member.
Fifteen minutes later, after the inspection was completed, Yang Junyu paid 6 million, then immediately logged on to the Traffic Management Bureau's website to register the license plate number, and then drove directly to Kongyu Group.
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At the same time, on the other side, a car was parked downstairs of Weihua Entertainment Company.
Anman and Mei Jianshi walked out of the car, entered the front desk on the first floor, and showed their IDs.
When she saw someone from the Royal Guard coming over, the girl at the front desk was stunned. What were people from this kind of department doing in the entertainment company?
Anman said: "We want to meet Yang Xingyu."
As soon as he heard that he wanted to see the boss, the girl at the front desk immediately said: "Please wait a moment, I will contact you."
So he reported it immediately. When his superior heard that it was a royal secret guard, he also knew that he couldn't handle the matter himself, so he reported it to Yang Xingyu along the way.
When he heard that the royal guards were looking for him, Yang Xingyu was also confused. How did the national security department find him, an entertainment person?
But no matter what, people were here and they couldn't be ignored, so they were invited to come up.
After a while, the two came to the office, and Yang Xingyu stood up to greet them.
Seeing Yang Xingyu, Mei Jianshi and Anman couldn't help but look at each other.
I had read the information before coming here. He was only twenty-six years old this year, but his hair was already mostly white. The black and white colors were mixed together, making him look quite old-fashioned.
There is no youthful vigor in his eyes, and he looks like a middle-aged man who has gone through vicissitudes of life.
"You two, sit down quickly. I wonder if you two are here today. What orders do you have?" Yang Xingyu said hello and asked his secretary to make tea.
His voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't sound like a young man. It could be said that everything he showed didn't look like a young man who was only twenty-six years old.
After the two sat down, Mei Jianshi was about to speak, but Anman took the initiative to speak: "It's not an order, I just want to tell Mr. Yang about Yang Junyu."
"What happened to my brother?"
Upon hearing Yang Junyu's name, Yang Xingyu immediately raised his head and asked.
Seeing his anxious expression, Anman said nothing, but turned his head slightly to glance at the female secretary next to him.
"It's okay, this is my fiancée, just tell her." Yang Junyu said.
"In that case, please give me your terminals first," Anman said.
"This..." Yang Xingyu was stunned, not knowing what this meant.
Amman looked serious: "What I am going to say next involves national security. I must ensure that today's conversation will not be recorded or eavesdropped."
After hearing this, Yang Xingyu nodded slightly, and then handed over his terminal to his secretary.
Mei Jianshi took it over and did some inspection. At the same time, a small hole was opened in Amman's terminal, and a mosquito-sized micro-drone flew out. It scanned the entire office to confirm that there were no signals from other electronic devices. .
"In the early hours of this morning, the boss of Juding Group died. Does Mr. Yang know that?" Anman asked.
"Well! There is already chaos inside Juding. If nothing else happens, the funeral should be held as soon as possible." Yang Xingyu nodded to make it clear.
Business owners at the same level, even if they are not peers, basically know each other.
Not to mention that he will definitely be invited to the funeral so that a group of bosses can witness his son's rise to power.
"You should see Yang Junyu at the funeral. We are here to remind you that you must not recognize him when you see him. You must pretend that you don't know him!" Anman said.
Yang Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his secretary: "My brother...has something happened?"
Anman shook his head: "Now Yang Junyu is an investigator of my secret guard. He is currently performing a secret mission. He has another identity, so you cannot recognize him!"
"What? Secret guard?"
Hearing these words, Yang Xingyu stood up suddenly, his expression became anxious: "No! My brother has lost his memory, nothing can happen again!"
"Don't get me wrong, your brother is fine now, nothing happened!" Mei Jianshi said.
"No! Although I don't know much about it, the security department can be considered a front-line combat force, right? In this day and age, conflicts between countries are not always visible. The work of a secret guard must be dangerous, right? My brother... …”
Yang Xingyu suddenly panicked: "Well, my brother has lost his memory. Can you tell him not to stay in the secret guard..."
Anman frowned: "Mr. Yang, calm down, he is still fine now..."
"But, the work of your secret guards is very dangerous, right?" Yang Xingyu asked.
"Mr. Yang, your brother joined the secret guard voluntarily and was not forced by us. Besides, since he is a student of the Lu Academy, he is a soldier and must obey orders. Mr. Yang doesn't know this, right?" Mei Jianshi said.
"I know! I know! But...but..." Yang Xingyu didn't know what to say for a moment and became stammered.
Seeing his appearance, Anman said: "Mr. Yang, I understand your thoughts, but the job of a soldier is to face danger. So I hope you can understand... At the same time, I came here to tell you this matter. For his safety. If you reveal his identity, his life may be in danger!"
Hearing these words, Yang Xingyu broke into cold sweat: "This...but I..."
"No matter what, it must not be exposed at tomorrow's funeral! This is also for his safety!" Anman said with a serious face.
After more than ten seconds of silence, Yang Xingyu nodded: "Okay... okay... I understand!"
"Well, we've finished talking. We won't disturb Mr. Yang's time. In addition, this matter must be kept strictly confidential and must not be known to anyone else! I'd like to trouble you two to sign a confidentiality agreement. If it is leaked, you must Going to jail!"
With that said, Mei Jianshi passed an electronic agreement to the two of them.
Neither of them looked carefully and nodded directly in agreement at the camera.
"In addition, now that the two of you know the true identity of my secret investigator, even though they are related by blood, your two terminals will still be monitored. I hope you two understand this!" Anman said.
Yang Xingyu looked at the secretary next to him: "Well...it's okay for me to be monitored, but she..."
"It's okay, I agree!" The secretary took the initiative to speak.
Then he smiled at Yang Xingyu: "That's my future brother-in-law, so naturally I don't want him to be in danger!"
"Thank you for your understanding!" Anman nodded, and then left with Mei Jianshi.
After the two left, Yang Xingyu sat down on the sofa and sighed deeply.
The fiancée Fang Wenjing next to her hurriedly came over: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I just feel... how could he do such a dangerous thing..." Yang Xingyu frowned and murmured to himself, "If something happens to him again, how will I explain it to my parents in the future..."
"Don't worry. Although his personality has changed drastically since the accident, he has matured a lot and will be more measured." Fang Wenjing patted his back and comforted him.
"I know, but..."
"Don't worry, he is a very lucky person, and he will definitely be fine." Fang Wenjing continued to comfort him.
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After Anman and Mei Jianshi went downstairs, they got in the car and returned to the secret guard headquarters.
Along the way, he turned his head to look at the silent Anman from time to time. He opened his mouth several times to speak, but in the end nothing came out.
"If you have something to say, just say it!" Finally, Amman broke the silence.
"It's okay, I just feel like you talked a lot more than usual today..." Mei Jianshi shook his head, "It's different from what you usually do..."
Hearing his words, Anman still had no expression, and just said lightly: "Strictly speaking, he is the secret guard I recruited, and I should be responsible for him."
Since you said so, then I just believe it... Mei Jianshi said secretly in his heart.
The two people's car was driving smoothly on the road when they suddenly heard a roar from behind.
Before they could react, they saw a black and red sports car roaring past them and driving quickly forward.
"There are still people who drive oil trucks in this era?" Mei Jianshi couldn't help but say, and then complained to himself, "Of course there are, don't we have one secret guard..."
Naturally, Yang Junyu, who had already surpassed them, didn't know that he had just left behind his two colleagues and was enjoying the performance of the supercar as he raced on the road.
However, I didn't speed today. I kept pressing the speed limit to prevent myself from being issued a ticket.
Under the current circumstances, it's better not to be too arrogant in this regard.
Roaring all the way to Kongyu Group, we went upstairs and entered the boss's office.
"Brother, you came on time!" Qin Fengming said with a smile.
"I just bought a sports car and came here after having fun for a while." Yang Junyu didn't wait for him to speak and sat on the sofa opposite.
Qin Fengming smiled: "Do you want to buy more good things?"
"Is there any work to do?" Yang Junyu asked.
"It's come to this, and I won't hide it from my brother anymore." Qin Fengming said, "I have a big business. If it's successful, I can give you one billion!"
"I'm afraid it's not easy to get the money, right? The price shouldn't be as simple as killing someone." Yang Junyu said while leaning on the sofa.
Qin Fengming grinned: "Brother is really smart! Come on, why not take a look at this information first!"
While talking, he passed a piece of information to him. And in the title of this document, there are the words "space transmission technology"!
