Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Cong Ye was watching the live broadcast when there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Cong also turned off the live broadcast, but his cheerful mood had not dissipated.

The adjutant opened the door: "Have a rest?"

Cong Ye shook his head and sat up from the bed: "No! What's wrong?"

The adjutant stood in front of him and glanced in the direction of the living room:

"Miss Yin is here."

Cong Ye stood up in surprise: "She is very efficient! She got the news in just one day and one night."

He walked towards the door.

The adjutant followed him every step of the way.

Yin Xinyue sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking around boredly.

When he saw Cong Ye walking out of the room, he fixed his gaze on him.

"I got the information, but it's not too detailed."

Yin Xinyue said, "The Zhang family is so mysterious. This is all the information I can collect so far."

When she said this, there were traces of resentment in her eyes.

She had been on the phone all day and night, and finally got news about the Zhang family from the late Qing nobles in the Northeast.

"I'm going to trouble Miss Yin this time."

Cong also expressed his sincere thanks.

He looked at Yin Xinyue seriously and said.

Yin Xinyue's cheeks turned red when he stared at her. Why is a man so handsome?

She coughed twice and touched her hot cheek.

"It's okay, it's not particularly troublesome."

She looks away.

Behind her, Hongyu narrowed her eyes. Her young lady had stayed up all night, but now she said it was not particularly troublesome?

Hongyu sighed in her heart, she was indeed a man who misled her!

"I have found the location of the Zhang Family Ancient Building and asked someone to draw a map. I will give it to you later. You can follow the map to find it."

In order to relieve her nymphomaniac mentality, Yin Xinyue quickly talked about business:

"As for Zhang Qiling, the head of the Zhang family, the news I have received so far is that Zhang Qiling, the head of the Zhang family, probably changed people 13 years ago. Few people have seen the new head of the Zhang family, and they don't know where he is. But Zhang Qiling Some members of the family are fighting against Japan in the Northeast, and if you are lucky enough to meet him, you might be able to find Zhang Qiling through the Zhang family members."

Thirteen years ago, that was 13.

Cong also reckoned that he had not yet come to this world at that time.

"Okay, I understand, thank you Miss Yin."

Cong Ye thanked him. Although the adjutant knew the location of the Zhang family's ancient building, Yin Xinyue's drawing of a map was always a double guarantee. He had already begun to plan how to find the Zhang family in the northeast.

Yin Xinyue shook her head: "I got your reward, so it's my duty to help you. No need to thank me."

If he talks to her with this face again, she might not be able to control herself and do something terrible!

"Well," Yin Xinyue became more and more shy as she thought about it. She covered her cheek and ran out quickly.

Hongyu looked at Cong Ye and the adjutant who were startled by Yin Xinyue, and showed a skilled smile:

"Our lady is just too enthusiastic!"

Cong Ye: "..."

adjutant:"……"

They will try to believe it.

Early the next morning, Yin Xinyue handed the map to Cong Ye.

He also went to Peiping Railway Station in person, and sent Cong Ye and his adjutant to leave Peiping.

Looking at the thick smoke from the train, Yin Xinyue sighed sadly:

"From now on, I'm afraid I'll never see such a handsome son again!"

Hongyu looked at Yin Xinyue's obsessed look and sighed:

"Miss, you've earned it if you see it. Why don't we go back and ask the painter to draw a picture for Cong Ye and hang it in the study to admire every day?"

"To relieve the miss's lovesickness!"

Hongyu knows her young lady.

It is impossible to say how much the young lady loves Cong Ye. She is simply charmed by Cong Ye's appearance.

Yin Xinyue's eyes lit up: "You are so smart! Hongyu!"

Hongyu humbly accepted Yin Xinyue's compliments to her.

……

Arrived in the Northeast.

Cong Ye and his adjutant were in a vast sea of ​​people.

The Northeast is so big, there are so many people, and it’s a mixed bag. It’s not easy to find the Zhang family.

Cong also thought of someone.

——Mr. Song.

"Hey?"

in the hotel.

Cong Ye was sitting on the sofa in the luxurious private room and heard Mr. Song's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Wu! Why do you have time to call me?"

Mr. Song's slightly flattering voice came.

Although he was privately funding the Red Party, Cong Ye never cut off contact with the Nanjing government.

"There is something I want Mr. Song to help me with."

Cong Ye said.

"Mr. Wu is being polite to me! If you have anything to do, just ask me to do it! Of course, there is no need to be polite in my relationship with Mr. Wu!"

Cong Ye is his financial backer after all.

Most of his wealthy life comes from Cong Ye's generosity.

Naturally, he wanted to curry favor with such a God of Wealth as Zhu Cong.

"I'm in the Northeast now, and I want Mr. Song to introduce me to generals from the Northeast."

Part of the Zhang family in the Northeast infiltrated into the army to participate in the anti-Japanese war, so as long as they found their immediate boss, they would be able to find the Zhang family.

"No problem, don't worry, Mr. Wu! It's all a trivial matter!"

Mr. Song patted his chest in assurance, and then asked cautiously:

"I wonder if Mr. Wu wants it?"

Mr. Song was not afraid of Cong Ye's selfishness. He was more afraid of someone taking his place in Cong Ye's heart and taking away his share of the gold.

This is the consequence he cannot accept.

"Oh, I'm looking for someone."

"Find someone?"

"I have a brother surnamed Zhang who joined the army in his early years. Now he has lost contact and cannot find anyone, so he has no choice but to make this decision."

"That's it! Mr. Wu's brother is my brother! I will do it right away!"

"Thank you very much, Mr. Song."

"Mr. Wu is so polite!"

"..."

Ten minutes later, Cong couldn't bear it anymore and hung up the phone to prevent Mr. Song from talking nonsense on the other end of the phone.

He sat on the sofa, and the adjutant next to him didn't say a word, but his eyes were full of curiosity.

Cong Ye held up his chin and asked him: "What do you want to ask? Tell me."

The adjutant immediately spoke: "You still know Mr. Song!"

Both he and Lord Fo were generals with military positions. Although they did not belong to the same department as Mr. Song, Mr. Song's name was still heard.

Cong Ye nodded: "I know you."

The adjutant nodded, with a smile on his lips: "You are so awesome."

Cong Ye choked and turned to look at the adjutant seriously.

When going out, the adjutant naturally took off his military uniform.

It was cold in spring, so he put on a gray coat over his woolen suit, and wore a pair of leather boots for ease of movement.

He has an upright posture, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and is extraordinarily handsome, but his eyes are as black as glass beads, and the smile on the corner of his mouth reveals a well-behaved meaning, and he has a temperament that even Cong can't explain.

Whenever Cong Ye has a female 21G network surfing player from the new era of the 8st century next to him, he will tell Cong Ye confidently and with bright eyes that the obvious temperament in the adjutant is called "husband feeling".