For the next three days, Qin Tian hid in the dormitory again and closed his door until his cultivation returned to his peak.

Thinking that the Spring Festival was less than a week away, he gave up the idea of continuing the retreat.

Qin Tian did not plan to return to his hometown during this year's Spring Festival.

First, it is close to the end of the year, and train tickets and plane tickets are hard to find.

Second, after his parents and grandfather passed away one after another, he had little contact with the group of snobbish relatives, and when he returned home, he was alone against the four walls, just like staying in the dormitory.

Anyway, he is not short of money now, staying in Guangyuan, he can still walk around with the fat man and the two brothers, and occasionally go out for a meal and a drink, which is not beautiful.

Thinking of the fat man, Qin Tian felt a little sorry for him, it had been a few days since he came back, but he hadn't called him to report his safety.

So, Qin Tian took the mobile phone on the desk into his palm with one hand and dialed the fat man's number.

"Doodoo"

"Hey..."

After waiting for a full minute, the fat man's weak voice rang on the other end of the phone, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Remember if I don't?" Qin Tian quipped.

The fat man seemed a little incredulous, and asked in a trembling voice, "Boss?"

Qin Tian said angrily: "Don't look at the caller ID?!Your uncle, shouldn't you delete all my numbers?!"

The fat man began to whimper without a head, as if he had been wronged by something, and said pitifully: "Boss, you have to make decisions for me..."

Qin Tian got goosebumps all over his body, and scolded: "Crying and crying, like a girl, if you have something to say, it's not that I said you, you have become a cultivator, can you still be bullied like this?"

The fat man said as a matter of course: "There are so many of them, I can't beat them!"

Qin Tian said impatiently: "Give me a long story short!"

...

"What? Your dad is the chairman of the Asuka Group?"

"Still in the game?"

As soon as he heard about the Asuka Group, Qin Tian knew that things would not be simple.

At the beginning, he and the Ring Idiot had suspected that there must be some kind of intricate relationship between the Eclipse Society and the Asuka Group.

The excavation of the ancient tomb was exposed to the public eye, and the Eclipse Sun would have patted their butts and left, but the Asuka Group, which was rooted in Guangyuan City, could not do so, and the charges were naturally counted on their heads.

Qin Tian hurriedly interrupted the fat man's chatter: "I can't tell you on the phone, you send someone to pick me up and talk to me in person." ”

It must be known that the power of the Eclipse Society is all over the country, and even the Min Bureau frankly admits that their minions may have reached into some ZF organs.

Once caught in this whirlpool, it may be difficult for even Qin Tian to get out.

If it weren't for the people around him, Qin Tian would be happy to turn a blind eye, so they would be in the dark.

But since the fat man recognized him as the boss, he has always been able to provide good food and drink, and if he stands by and watches, it is really not righteous.

What's more, with Qin Tian's current cultivation, even if he faced a cultivator in the Jindan Realm, he was confident that he would have the strength to fight.

Even the gods have slaughtered it, and they are still afraid that the eclipse will cause this group of bed bugs and maggots?

Qin Tian simply cleaned up and left the dormitory, naturally he didn't forget to bring the rusty sword, after all, there is some truth, and it is impossible to explain it with his mouth.

It was the winter holidays, and the ferry was suspended, but the ban on the air was not lifted.

Qin Tian saved himself from causing trouble, and casually performed the stealth technique, then stepped on the blue waves and crossed the lake.

On the other side, someone has been waiting for a long time, and it is the housekeeper Lao Zhou who has had a relationship with Qin Tian.

Lao Zhou's face was obviously anxious, but he still didn't forget to greet Qin Tian with a smile: "I've seen Young Master Qin." ”

Qin Tian waved his hand at him, without polite greetings: "Let's talk about it in the car." ”

Lao Zhou nodded, and took the initiative to open the backseat door for Qin Tian: "Please." ”

After Lao Zhou sat in the main driver's seat, Qin Tian asked out loud: "Lao Zhou, tell me about the situation of the Flying Bird Group first." ”

The fat man had informed Lao Zhou in advance, so he didn't hide it.

It turned out that the founder of the Flying Bird Group was Huang Dafu, the grandfather of the fat man.

In the 80s, he started by selling building materials, earned the first pot of gold, and took advantage of the momentum of the boom in housing prices at the end of the 90s to officially enter the real estate industry, which made the group's revenue grow explosively.

Subsequently, the group developed to diversify, tourism, catering, entertainment, and everything, and officially became a leading enterprise in Guangyuan City, with total assets of more than 50 billion.

After the death of Huang Dafu, his only son Huang Rongheng, that is, the father of the fat man, took over all the assets of the Flying Bird Group.

According to Lao Zhou, Huang Rongheng is a long-term and capable good boss, nominally he is the chairman, but in fact he handed over the authority of the group to his cousin Huang Baoheng.

Qin Tian secretly rolled his eyes, thinking that this old Zhou is really good at saying beautiful things, what kind of long-term vision, virtuous and capable, to put it mildly, it is just a straw bag who is used to shaking his hands.

Lao Zhou's introduction was very concise, but Qin Tian still heard the signs, he pondered for a long time, and asked: "So, Huang Baoheng is very suspicious of fornicating with the Eclipse Society, and it is even very likely that he is behind the scenes?"

Since the fat father only plays the role of a tool man and a mascot in the group, it is almost impossible for him to order the ancient tomb to be hidden.

And once he becomes a scapegoat and goes to prison, the Flying Bird Group will naturally fall into the hands of Huang Baoheng.

Lao Zhou just kept silent, there were some things that Young Master Huang Gui could say, Qin Tian could say, but he, as a subordinate, was not suitable to say.

During this period, Lao Zhou had already driven into a villa area.

This is the premier wealthy area of Guangyuan City, occupying a small island in the middle of the river, close to the central business district, and is a real sense of prosperity and tranquility.

Lao Zhou finally parked his car in front of a European-style villa, and looking at the entire Jiangxin Island, it was a well-deserved style first.

It covers an area of more than 3,000 square meters, swimming pools, flower beds, and even fountains and rockeries, all of which are the same, the building is three and a half stories high, and even the exterior walls are paved with pieces of natural marble.

Qin Tian was stunned, he really needed such a façade to be worthy of the identity of the richest man in Guangyuan.

With the fat man's family situation, what he did in school was actually low-key.

"Young Master Qin is good. ”

A maid dressed in a servant's costume helped Qin Tian open the car door, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face and a plump figure, like a ripe peach.

The richest man is different in the end, even the temperament of the servant is like that of Miss Qianjin.

Qin Tian glanced at her silently, and suddenly smiled like a flower, stepped forward to grasp her tenderness, and said apologetically: "I made this sister wait for a long time." ”

The maid's body couldn't help but stiffen, and she smiled forcefully: "Mr. Qin is too polite, the young master has been waiting in the house for a long time." ”

Qin Tian didn't bother much, let go of her, and nodded with a smile: "I know, my sister will lead me in first, and we'll have a good conversation when we go back." ”

"Mr. Qin, please. ”

The maid led the way in front, and Qin Tian followed behind, muttering to himself in a voice that he could only hear: "A martial artist who is a congenital master?