47: As expected of Sister Lei

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Tianqiong Technology was an emerging tech giant, their Intelligent Hair Care Device was a phenomenal product, and Block B of the Global Financial Center was a high-quality asset worth over a billion yuan.

This information was already shocking enough.

Young Master Wu was clearly not satisfied: "Anyone can find out about these things with a little digging. Tell us something substantial, the kind of information that can't be found."

What he wanted to know was the deeper background—things like family connections and personal networks, the elements that truly determined one's level of power.

Qin Yu hinted.

"Young Master Wu, there are some things I can't say too explicitly. How about this... if you are interested, you can check the license plate of Sister Lei's pagani."

Hearing this, Young Master Wu's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.

He lightly patted Qin Yu's shoulder and did not press further.

Check the license plate?

It seemed Lei Jun's background was deeper than imagined, possibly involving layers that were inconvenient to discuss openly.

This kid, Qin Yu, certainly knew how to be discreet.

Sun Hao and the other Young Masters nearby all showed expressions of understanding.

Having been in this circle for a long time, they knew well that some information could only be tacitly understood, not explicitly stated.

Everyone unanimously raised Lei Jun's danger level up another notch in their minds.

A person who could make Qin Yu so secretive was definitely not someone they could easily provoke.

Just as everyone tacitly prepared to disperse, Young Master Wu suddenly patted Qin Yu's shoulder and abruptly said, "Watch yourself lately."

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Watch what?

"Young Master Wu, are you referring to...?"

"That Zhang Yang you hit," Young Master Wu lowered his voice, "he follows Zhang Biao."

"Zhang Biao?" Qin Yu's heart sank.

Zhang Biao was a notorious ruthless character in Long Cheng. Relying on his connections, he specialized in gray-area businesses, and his motto was always: "Whoever provokes him, he fights to the death with."

Sun Hao added cautiously, "Zhang Yang's six million follower account looks like his own, but Zhang Biao is actually the one promoting him behind the scenes."

"At least seventy percent of the money Zhang Yang earns goes to Zhang Biao. You just hit Zhang Yang and said you'd sue him for portrait rights infringement—you've cut off Zhang Biao's source of income."

He looked meaningfully at Qin Yu.

"Given Zhang Biao's temperament, this matter probably won't end here. For the next little while, you should bring a few people with you when you go out. Don't go alone."

Qin Yu panicked.

He had thought Zhang Yang was just a minor streamer with some followers, but he never expected Zhang Biao to be involved behind him.

"Thank you, Young Master Wu and Young Master Sun, for the warning."

"We're all friends here, no need to be polite."

Young Master Wu waved his hand, then took out his phone and walked aside.

He found a number and dialed it, his tone extremely respectful.

"Brother Li, I need a favor. Could you help me check the information for a car, a pagani Huayra Roadster BC. The license plate is..."

He reported the license plate number and added.

"The owner is called Lei Jun, and she seems to have only recently appeared in Long Cheng. Please be as discreet as possible when checking, Brother Li. No need for too much detail, just a general background is fine. Don't alarm her."

After hanging up the phone, Young Master Wu walked back and told everyone, "I've asked someone to check. We should have news soon."

Everyone's curiosity was now piqued to the maximum.

Everyone wanted to know what the background of this mysterious Lei Jun truly was.

The atmosphere in the entire lounge area became extremely subtle. Everyone was secretly guessing but dared not jump to conclusions easily.

Qin Yu, harboring complex emotions, was the first to leave the racetrack.

However, the matter promised to Lei Jun had to be handled immediately, even if Zhang Biao stood behind Zhang Yang.

No matter how powerful Zhang Yang was, he was utterly insignificant in front of Sister Lei.

Being able to attach himself to a figure like Lei Jun, let alone just offending Zhang Biao, even bigger trouble would be worth the gamble.

But just as he reached the parking lot, Qin Yu slowed his steps.

Suing someone for portrait rights infringement wasn't just talk; he needed to hire a lawyer and follow procedures, and every step cost money.

He had agreed readily at the time, but he didn't have much money on hand, not even enough for a consultation fee at a top law firm.

He couldn't possibly earn merit in front of the big shot only to drop the ball immediately because of money, could he?

It seemed he would have to grit his teeth and ask the old man.

He had a headache.

Fortunately, he was doing a favor for Sister Lei. If the old man knew, he probably wouldn't scold him—maybe he would even be supportive?

Just as he was agonizing over how to approach his father, his phone chimed with a crisp "ding," notifying him of a bank transfer.

He opened it curiously, and when he clearly saw the long string of zeros on the screen, he froze entirely.

One million!

Immediately following was a message from Sister Lei.

"The cost for the lawsuit. If it's not enough, come find me again."

Sister Lei had actually transferred him one million yuan directly!

Qin Yu was speechless.

One million yuan, he wouldn't need that much.

For a portrait rights lawsuit, even hiring the best lawyer would cost at most a few hundred thousand yuan. The remaining money was clearly Sister Lei's payment for his effort and services.

Sister Lei was too extravagant; she gave out money in the millions.

As expected of Sister Lei, she was generous.

To receive so much just for running an errand—it was definitely the right decision to become Sister Lei's subordinate.

After thinking it over, he decided to refuse the one million yuan.

How could he accept money for doing a favor for Sister Lei?

Wouldn't that just turn it into a pure transaction?

He would rather Sister Lei owe him a favor; that was worth far more than a million yuan.

But the next second, a more rational thought overcame the impulse.

Wait!

If he were to handle things without taking money, only wanting Sister Lei to owe him a favor, then Sister Lei might hesitate to trouble him again in the future, and that would be a huge loss for him!

Accepting the money showed that he worked for payment, which would actually make Sister Lei feel more comfortable utilizing his services.

Thinking this way, he felt that accepting the money was more beneficial than detrimental.

Qin Yu decided to accept the one million yuan.

He immediately replied to Lei Jun on V Xin.

"Sister Lei, you are too generous!"

"Money received. Please rest assured, I will handle this matter perfectly for you. I will report any future developments to you immediately!"