After watching the lively fight between Hu Chan and Rong Xin, Gu Yunxuan and Wen Shu went off together to the library to read.
Qin Siyang couldn't be bothered to chat nonsense with Zhao Sifang and Gu Yunpeng. It was more practical to just go back to his room and take a nap.
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He returned to the guesthouse. He had just gotten into bed, and the quilt wasn't even warm yet, when Zhao Longfei called him to the office again.
Qin Siyang pushed the door open.
Zhao Longfei let out a sigh, "Why do you still not knock?"
"I will next time."
Qin Siyang dropped onto the sofa, "Principal Zhao, what do you want with me today? I crawled out from under the covers for this, so it better be something important."
Zhao Longfei glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's twelve noon and you're going to bed?"
"Lunch break."
Looking at Qin Siyang's lazy, sloppy posture, Zhao Longfei suddenly had the urge to kick him twice.
"Two things. First, Zhang Yingrui's corpse has finished having its memory read."
"Zhang Yingrui's corpse? If you hadn't mentioned it, I would've almost forgotten. Principal Zhao, why did reading his memory take so much longer than reading Yamamoto Taro's last time?"
Zhao Longfei blew out a ring of smoke and said leisurely, "Naturally because the amount of valuable information in the brain was different."
"That guy Zhang Yingrui was already in a high position. He had access to far more secrets than ordinary people. On top of that, one of his sequence abilities was photographic memory, so he just kept stuffing information into his head."
Zhao Longfei clicked his tongue, "The stuff in his head could piece together an Encyclopedia Britannica, a Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, a full set of the Twenty-Four Histories, plus a copy of Jin Ping Mei."
Qin Siyang suddenly grew interested, "What was that last one you mentioned? Can you go into detail?"
Zhao Longfei waved his hand, "No need to go into detail with you. You're still young. Don't sink yourself into meaningless things."
Qin Siyang looked a little disappointed, "Fine. Let me see his memory report."
"There is no memory report."
"Hm?"
"There was too much stuff. After gathering it, we just sorted it directly into categories. No summary report."
Qin Siyang immediately became unhappy, "Zhao Longfei, you're not planning to keep everything for yourself, are you?"
"Not that far. But there really was no time to organize a report. Recently, inside the Zhao family… something happened. The number of people who can handle confidential files has dropped sharply. We're already stretched thin just keeping normal operations running. How could we still have spare energy for something formalistic like a report?"
"A sharp drop in trusted aides? The Zhao family is fine, right?"
Zhao Longfei said indifferently, "Trouble close at hand. If we don't remove it, it won't do. Luckily, it hasn't reached a hopeless stage yet."
"Is it because the news about the Zhao family forming a sequence army got leaked?"
"Something like that. Losing a few people isn't a big deal. Sigh! I still have to find time to go see that tigress. That's what really gives me a headache."
As he spoke, Zhao Longfei scratched his head in distress.
"Enough about my family. Let's talk about Zhang Yingrui."
Zhao Longfei stubbed out his cigarette and looked at Qin Siyang seriously, "There are indeed quite a few valuable pieces of information in Zhang Yingrui's head."
"The most cost-effective parts, the ones with the thickest profit and least effort, have already been taken by Old Man Han."
"Han Shuo?"
"Yes. I sent people to verify it. The fatty parts in Zhang Yingrui's memory have been eaten clean. Combined with some of Han Shuo's movements after killing Zhang Yingrui, he must have taken most of the cake first after reading the memory."
"After that, you handed the corpse to Hu Chan. Hu Chan and Yu Ziying sliced off the part of the remaining cake related to the Zephyr Church."
"Hm? Doesn't that mean that brat Hu Chan made a killing?"
"Not exactly. He and Yu Ziying still have to look at my face, so they didn't go too far. They only took the interests related to the Zephyr Church. They didn't touch the rest."
Qin Siyang slapped his thigh in anger, "He follows behind me every day calling me 'Boss Qin,' but when there's profit, he dares to swallow it himself! I'll find a chance to properly deal with that ungrateful Dog Shengzi!"
"Dog Saint? Dog Shengzi? You really have a talent for nicknames," Zhao Longfei smiled, "What's left belongs to us. Not too abundant, but not too shabby either. So-so."
Qin Siyang glanced at Zhao Longfei, "Principal Zhao, when you say that, it usually means you made quite a bit."
"I won't hide it from you. The cake that Han Shuo and Hu Chan either couldn't eat or didn't want to bother eating requires a huge intelligence network, or piles of manpower and resources, to deal with."
"But in the end, there's still profit there. Hu Chan has his concerns living under someone else's roof, that I can understand. But why didn't Han Shuo take everything in one sweep?"
Zhao Longfei said, "Let me give you an example. A group of hungry people line up to eat. You're the first to sit at the table. In front of you there are braised pig trotters and marinated beef, things you can eat big mouthfuls of to quickly fill up. There's also a plate of crayfish that you have to peel yourself. Which one do you eat first?"
"You're asking me? I want them all."
"You want them all my ass! You've only got two hands. There's only so much you can grab, and people are about to sit down behind you."
Qin Siyang sighed, "Then you can only take whichever has more meat."
"Exactly. Old Man Han is still squatting there gnawing on pig trotters. Both his hands are occupied. How would he have the time to fight me for the crayfish?"
"What if he tries to grab your crayfish?"
"Are you stupid? If he grabs the crayfish, then I grab his pig trotters!"
"Makes sense."
"Old Man Han's foundation is solid, but in the end he's just one person. His hands are much smaller than the Zhao family's. He can only hold so much. He must know that if he guards his pig trotters well, he should be satisfied. Snatching from me would be unwise."
Qin Siyang nodded, then asked, "So the Zhao family made a decent profit this time?"
Zhao Longfei said meaningfully, "Crayfish may be hard to peel, but they taste pretty good."
"Principal Zhao, there should be a share of your crayfish for me, right?"
"I called you here today to talk about that."
"From the interests Zhang Yingrui left behind, after deducting manpower and material costs, the final net profit will be split between the entire Zhao family and you in a thirty-seventy ratio."
Qin Siyang felt a little embarrassed, "You all worked so hard and only get thirty percent? That's a bit little, isn't it?"
"You're overthinking it. Thirty is yours. The Zhao family gets seventy."
"On what grounds?"
"Without the Zhao family, you wouldn't even get one-tenth of that thirty. Giving you thirty is already being polite. Don't forget, it's the entire Zhao family taking seventy, and you alone taking thirty. The last person who cooperated with the Zhao family like this was Gu Weirong. The Gu family took forty, and the Zhao family took sixty. Giving you thirty, don't be ungrateful."
"No way. I don't care. At least fifty-fifty!"
"Little Qin, don't make trouble. The Zhao family is very short on money right now."
"Principal Zhao, that's not right. I'm short on money too!"
Zhao Longfei raised an eyebrow, "You?"
"You know I have a sequence corps to support!"
"It's just one sequence corps, only a thousand people. What are you yelling for?"
"I…"
Qin Siyang was about to retort, but seeing Zhao Longfei's slightly contemptuous gaze, he swallowed his words back down.
Zhao Longfei rubbed his temples, "Little Qin, try to understand. The Zhao family's situation right now isn't optimistic."
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