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Chapter 707 People Who Want to Change Jobs

Mr. M was rendered speechless by his boss's words.

So all his efforts to help Pan Junyuan avoid bounty hunters, gathering and reporting trivial information for half a year, turned out to be a joke?

If so, then this is not funny at all.

"Boss, since we already knew this inside information... why didn't we take action?"

"Whether or not we take action is not up to us. If the client requires us to report on Toyosaki's movements regularly, then we will report them obediently. That's professional ethics. Besides, our services are charged by the hour. The longer Toyosaki dies, the more we earn. Why would we turn down money?"

So the second half of the sentence is the truth, right?
The boss on the other end of the phone moved his hand to the edge of the ashtray and flicked it, then continued after a moment.

"Mus, who do you think has the final say on the fate of the Toyosaki Group? The law? Public opinion?"

Before Mu Si could answer, his superior continued, "Neither. The one who can decide Toyosaki's life or death is the Yu family above. You've only been in Asia Alliance for a few years, so you probably don't know much about the power dynamics here."

Mus remained silent.

He wasn't really clear about these upper-level secrets, only having a general idea of ​​which plot of land belonged to which family.

As for other information, given his status, he wouldn't have access to even rumors or gossip.

"So, the Yu family?"

"It's been gone for years. Don't ask me how it happened. Not only do I not know about this, but the big shots at the top are probably also unaware of the inside story. After all, they've come all the way to me to find out the details, so they don't seem like they know the inside story."

The decline of the Toyosaki Group began around that time. To be honest, no one expected Toyosaki to last so many years. I thought they would either die or be arrested within two or three months at most, and the group would be split up and merged into Shengyuan.

Mu Si hesitated for a moment, then softened his tone and listened carefully to the conversation on the other end. He slowly said, "Behind Sheng Yuan, there should be the new owner of Neva City, right? Why is the acquisition being dragged on for so long? Has Toyosaki found a new backer?"

"If you had powerful connections, would you have ended up like this?"

That's true.

I heard that the Toyosaki Group used to be the undisputed authority in Nevada City, a far cry from its current state where they have to pay a bounty to arrest someone.

"Ah."

Mus chuckled lightly, deliberately mocking himself, "So, dealing with Toyosaki doesn't require any special methods at all; it's just that the person capable of devouring it doesn't want it to die yet... I didn't see that at all. How lame. Maybe I'm just not suited for this line of work."

"There's no need to belittle yourself like that. Just like how the Toyosaki Group is invincible in the eyes of ordinary people, we who know that Toyosaki is doomed laugh at their ignorance. But we are also clueless about why Shengyuan has been slow to annex Toyosaki. People above us are also laughing at our ignorance."

No one is significantly smarter than anyone else. Different perspectives lead to different views. You've done an excellent job in intelligence gathering; you possess exceptional talent. It's just that your position limits your vision. Once you take over my new channels, you'll see a different world. Don't let me down.

What I mean is I don't want to do this job with you anymore, not that I really think I'm incompetent! Can't you find someone else to exploit, you old dog?

"Thank you for your guidance."

Muss outwardly expressed his gratitude solemnly, but inwardly he was furiously criticizing the cloyingly sweet platitudes and the anthropomorphic boss.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had something on him, he would have already switched jobs and gone solo.

Mu Si was more interested in Sheng Yuan, this emerging force, than in the promises his superiors made.

This force is eerily low-key compared to other companies, to the point of being terrifying. Its backing is even greater than that of the Fengqi Group when the Yu family was in power. If they were to establish a connection with Shengyuan, even an old dog would have to think twice, right?

"Boss, how much do you know about our clients?" Mus asked, eager to switch jobs.

"Don't use my channels to do anything stupid. If you want to die, don't drag me down with you, or don't blame me for cleaning house."

"No, no, no, I just want to know when the Toyosaki Group will go under. Toyosaki has been struggling to survive, making the whole Nevada City a mess. We're afraid of getting stabbed even when we go out for a meal. When will this end?"

Mus made up a lame excuse to get rid of his boss.

The boss did not suspect that Mus had any ill intentions because of this issue.

"Well, Toyosaki probably only has a month left to live, but it's uncertain whether Shengyuan will be willing to clean up this mess after Toyosaki dies."

A chaotic city is a goldmine for our line of work. If you're afraid of your life being threatened and therefore increase security, you won't make big money. Remember that.

I've made you a lot of money, but I haven't seen you share any with me.

Amidst choruses of agreement, Mus ended the call.

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The afternoon after handing Jiang Shun over to Pan Junyuan, Ai Liang leaned against the railing on the roof of the parking lot, staring absentmindedly at the street below.

To be precise, I was staring at the convenience store across the street.

Ai Liang was located on the edge of the central city, which is a place that is very close to the city center but not a bustling area. The street beneath his feet was on the very edge of the ...

It's barely acceptable to open a convenience store in such a place, since there's one every few hundred meters.

It's somewhat puzzling that such a large parking lot would be built in this location.

There are no large residential areas or tourist attractions nearby, so people who want to go to the city center wouldn't park their cars so far away.

'They even built a parking lot; this club must have a lot of customers.'

Anliang sat on the concrete railing with his back to the street, his head turned 180 degrees to look at the convenience store.

The scene was a little creepy, but fortunately, as long as An Liang didn't want to, no one except Ai Liang could see him, so there was no need to worry about causing any trouble.

Ai Liang, bored out of his mind, practiced the output variables of telekinesis with stones. From noon until now, the pile of pebbles and gravel next to him had risen above his calves and was close to his knees.

"Still can't control the output of your psychic power?" Anliang asked, turning his head back to face the sand pile.

"It's very difficult. The minimum output I can currently achieve exceeds ten tons. Reducing the coverage area of ​​this psychic power to two meters is already the limit. Continuing to compress it will only cause the psychic power to explode."

Ai Liang has achieved compressed telekinesis, but he is still far from reaching the level of precise control.

Ai Liang carefully used her immense mental power to lift the stone, a process akin to using a bulldozer to clean a cat litter box—a slight misstep could lead to disastrous consequences.

boom!
The compressed psychic energy exploded, crushing the rock into fragments in mid-air, with some of the ejected debris leaving a crater in the concrete floor.