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"Sir, are you ready to settle the bill?" the waiter asked, seeing Mo Huanqing's pale face.
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"Um... wait for me a second."

Mo Huanqing ran to the bathroom and made a call to Rat.

"Captain Rat, is it possible for you to transfer 300,000 to me right now?"

"???"

Rat, having just finished training new recruits for the organization and still wiping sweat from his forehead, asked in confusion, "What do you need that much money for?"

"I went for a meal with Song Yun and the others, and to show off how wealthy I am, I offered to pick up the tab. This 300,000 is the bill..."

"Are you fuckin' stupid? You're dining out with the richest guy in Magic Capital and you're the one paying? Are you trying to outspend Song Yun? Do you have a problem with your brain?"

Mo Huanqing now felt so embarrassed he wanted to crawl into a hole. He also couldn't fathom why he'd blurted out such an offer...

If only he had the ability to turn back time, he'd make Song Yun pay without a second's hesitation!

"Alright, I'll have the finance department transfer the money to you, but just this once!"

Rat angrily hung up the phone. Everyone's operational funds were limited during a mission because most of the commission from the missions, as well as everyday funds, went into the pockets of the high-level members of the organization. This caused some people to face financial embarrassment.

Rat cursed all the higher-ups in his heart, but since the newly appointed Rabbit had already made contact with Song Yun and seemed to be getting along, this connection absolutely couldn't be severed, otherwise, it would be difficult to get close again!

He contacted the finance department and provided them with a string of card numbers.

The finance department was usually staffed with close confidants of the high-level executives, and the person on the other end immediately stated they didn't have the authority for such a large transaction and would have to report it for a decision.

300,000!

Fuck their mother!

Who would have thought such a large organization would need layer upon layer of approval even for 300,000 in operational funds!

Damn those high-ranking assholes!

"Just deduct it from the funds for my next mission!"

Having said this, Rat figured they wouldn't press him too hard, and they agreed to it.

As a team captain, Rat usually had 500,000 in operational funds per mission. After this deduction, he'd only have 200,000 left for his next outing, which was more painful than cutting off his own flesh!

Magic Capital Hotel.

Song Yun and the others waited and waited but Mo Huanqing never returned, prompting Song Yun to frown slightly. Could this kid have run off?

That didn't seem right. After all, he had already started to earn Song Yun's trust; why would he abandon ship halfway through?

Could it be that he didn't have enough money to pay the bill... No, no no! The guy dared to take on the job of assassinating him; how could he not have money!

After thinking it through and still clueless about what the other party could be doing, he stood up and walked over to the front desk only to see Mo Huanqing seated on a chair, sweating profusely and muttering to himself, lost in his thoughts.

"Brother Huanqing, are you feeling unwell?"

Mo Huanqing was startled by the tap on his shoulder from Song Yun and shuddered. He looked up and forced an ugly smile, saying, "My stomach... it kind of hurts."

"No worries, I've got the most famous private hospital in Magic Capital on speed dial. Let's get you checked out after we're done here!"

"No, no no, I don't feel that bad anymore..."

Mo Huanqing stood up, took out a bank card with trembling hands, and handed it to the waiter.

"Settle the bill..."

"Certainly, sir."

The waiter took the card with both hands and began processing the payment.

Mo Huanqing couldn't stop thinking, hoping that Captain Rat would quickly transfer the funds. Otherwise, his cover was definitely going to blow!

"Sir..."

It's over, it's totally fucked! Damn! As expected, those leeches in the organization aren't willing to give me the money! Fuck! What should I do, what should I do!

"Please take your card."

The waiter returned the card to Mo Huanqing with a smile, and Mo Huanqing was momentarily stunned. It went through just like that?

"Ding!"

Right at that moment, his phone in the pocket rang, and Mo Huanqing pulled it out, completely dumbfounded.

"Your account ending in 6895 has incurred a charge of 285,600 yuan, leaving a balance of 152 yuan."

???

???

Mo Huanqing was dumbstruck. What on earth was happening?

Hadn't he applied for 300,000? Didn't he still have over 80,000 in his account?

How did it suddenly drop to just 152!

That 152 yuan couldn't do squat in Magic Capital! It would be gone after just two meals!

What he didn't know was that although Zishu had applied for 300,000, the finance department had deducted 100,000, leaving him with only 200,000.

"Brother Huanqing, you're breaking the bank on our first meal together,"

Song Yun put an arm around Mo Huanqing's shoulder and said with a smile, "Next time it's my treat, you pick the place."

"It's fine, this little amount of money is but a drop in the ocean for me,"

Mo Huanqing, grinding his teeth, forced a very ugly smile and said, "Let's go."

After asking Mo Huanqing to return to the private room first, Song Yun turned to the waiter once he was gone and said, "Give me the complete card number of that bank card he just used."

Why choose the Magic Capital Grand Hotel today? Because it was owned 32% by the Ye Group, which made Song Yun the second-largest shareholder of the Magic Capital Grand Hotel.

Secondly, by obtaining Mo Huanqing's bank card number, he could make the bank track where this kid had made purchases, potentially uncovering who else was active in Magic Capital.

With the card number in hand, Song Yun returned to the private room to wrap things up, ready to leave with the group.

"Brother Huanqing, are you busy after this? Why not come back with us for a chat?"

Song Yun warmly invited him, "I know deep down you must be feeling quite upset, sigh, that's why you drank so much with us. But to think after such issues arose in your family, you still thought of Qing Qing. I am truly moved by the friendship between you two."

???

Mo Huanqing was a bit confused. What was this all about, something happening to his family?

What the heck!

He had absolutely no clue about any of this!

What on earth had this Mo Huanqing done?

But since the other person had mentioned it, Mo Huanqing had to act the part: "Who would have expected such a thing to happen, sigh... but what's happened has happened, and I can only look forward."

"Rest assured, brother Huanqing, I will certainly use all my connections in Magic Capital to find the murderer of your family members!"

"Ah? Oh! Thank you so much!"

Mo Huanqing licked his somewhat dry lips and said, "Let's not dwell on those tragic memories. Since Brother Song Yun has warmly invited me to his place, I really can't refuse the offer. Let's go then."

"Alright, just tell the driver to head to Hua Shou Villas,"

Song Yun patted Mo Huanqing's shoulder and drove off with a group of people.

What the heck!

So I have to find my own way there, huh?

You're so rich, you couldn't arrange a car to drive me?

No choice, for the mission, he endured!

Upon arriving at Hua Shou Villas and eyeing the more than hundred yuan on the meter, Mo Huanqing felt like he was about to collapse. After paying the fare, he really only had 3 yuan left!

What to do, what to do!

Right, he might as well stay at Song Yun's house for the night!