Chapter 1594 - 1608: What Makes Me Look Like a Tycoon?

Chapter 1594: Chapter 1608: What Makes Me Look Like a Tycoon?

In the Underground Hunter Organization, gold medals are like currency circulating in society. With them, only then can you receive assistance from the manager of the Underground Hunter Organization. However, its value is very high, and you must complete various tasks to obtain it. It’s somewhat like the Mercenary Association, the only difference is that the forces behind the Underground Hunter Organization are much more terrifying than the Mercenary Association. It spans every corner of the world, its complex network far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

"In transactions through the Underground Hunter Organization, we are honest with all. Lin Mu, this old man will absolutely not cause you to suffer a loss."

The old man was smiling kindly, yet a fleeting trace of cunning flashed through his almost shut eyelids.

Lin Mu helplessly scratched his head and said, "Alright, alright, can’t I just owe you for now?"

"Hah, do you think a gold medal is something you can drag on? It’s simply ridiculous."

Xiaoqian couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh. He had followed the old man for six years, witnessing countless transactions, regardless of any person’s status and position outside, none had the privilege of ’credit.’

"Ridiculous? It’s not like I haven’t owed before."

Lin Mu gave Xiaoqian a scornful glance, wearing an expression that said ’you’re truly naive, seeing strange things as if you’re a country bumpkin.’

Xiaoqian was annoyed, just about to mock the other’s lack of self-knowledge, but the old man suddenly laughed and said, "Bai Wuchang has spoken, how can this old man not give face? However, the rules of the Underground Hunter Organization cannot be broken, nine in thirteen out, how about it?"

"You old fox, I’ll go along with you!" Lin Mu grumbled, nodding and turning to walk out.

This place makes him feel frustrated, truth be told, Lin Mu has traveled far and wide, usually, it’s him extorting others, yet unexpectedly in this lifetime, he’s been extorted twice by a stinky old man, and he’s forced to swallow his resentment. This feeling is simply too vexing.

"Foster father, who is he? Why would you take the risk to make exceptions for him? And what is "nine in thirteen out," how come I don’t know this rule?" As the courtyard gate closed again, Xiaoqian finally returned to his senses and asked incredulously.

"Hehe, it’s getting late, go rest."

The old man shook his head, entered the room with the support of a young man in black, and whether it was a mistake or not, as the wooden door closed, Xiaoqian heard a faint sigh, "I’m getting old, it’s time to prepare ahead..."

At this moment, in the private room of the Supreme International Club, Lei Xiaojiao threw down the microphone in frustration, her voice hoarse from singing.

"I told you not to come, but you wouldn’t listen. See, this time you got stood up!"

"It doesn’t make sense, based on my years of judging people, Lin Mu shouldn’t be the type who goes back on his word."

Zhu Xiaoli shook her head, pinching a toothpick, slowly sifting through the fruit tray. After a while, she picked out a piece of watermelon, put it in her mouth, and said, "Should I try calling him again?"

"Enough already, you’re not embarrassed enough?"

Lei Xiaojiao complained, feeling uneasy in her heart.

She was ’forced’ by Zhu Xiaoli to dress up for the evening’s date for a long time. Her long hair was rolled into a fluffy bun at the back of her head, with a few strands hanging by her delicate cheeks. Her already beautiful face, paired with an elegant light makeup, appeared even more dreamy and enchanting. The most important part was, she who usually favored long pants had chosen a Bohemian-style long dress today. Her fair calves faintly discernible, with delicate small feet in crystal sandals. Simple yet fashionable, showcasing her feminine allure and charm to the fullest. If Lei Xiaojiao’s usual self could score an eighty, then now she’s definitely above ninety, entering the ranks of exquisite beauty.

Sadly, the best attire requires someone to appreciate it, otherwise, it’s no different from wearing fine clothes while traveling at night.

"I hate you so much, you jerk." Lei Xiaojiao stared at the screen with reddened eyes, perhaps she hadn’t realized that her attitude towards Lin Mu had unknowingly edged into dangerous territory.

"Hello! Mr. Lin, it’s Xiaoli! Are you not here yet?"

Then, Zhu Xiaoli’s voice suddenly rang out as if the phone had connected. Lei Xiaojiao furrowed her brows, muttering angrily, ’Why call him, if he wants to come, let him come, if not, forget it,’ but her ears perked up inadvertently.

"...Okay, okay, I got it. Hmm, then leave it at that, goodbye Mr. Lin!"

A few minutes later, Zhu Xiaoli hung up the phone and tossed the mobile aside, her fair legs resting on the sofa whilst she looked at Lei Xiaojiao with a teasing expression but said nothing.

"Why are you staring at me? Haven’t you heard of privacy!"

"Heh, doesn’t this one want to know what her little lover just said?"

"What?" Lei Xiaojiao reflexively responded, but suddenly saw her best friend’s teasing gaze. Her face flushed with embarrassment, she pounced angrily, "Great, even teasing your sister now, let’s see how I deal with you..."

"No, a hooligan... haha!"

The two beauties giggled and tussled together, while Lin Mu, who had hung up the phone, frowned and walked into an iPhone boutique. Because just ten minutes ago, he saw Ling Xiaoqiao — to be precise, someone very much like Ling Xiaoqiao — coming out of this store. Lin Mu hurriedly got out of the car, but because of a red light at the crosswalk, by the time he got there, the person had disappeared into the crowd. This left him annoyed, managing only to enter the iPhone boutique hoping to inquire about her.

"Sir, welcome to the iPhone boutique. Are you looking for a computer, a phone, or an iPad tablet?" A chubby girl with acne greeted him warmly with a smile.

"Well, I’m not buying anything. I want to ask you about someone." Lin Mu rubbed his forehead, pondering how to start asking when the acne girl’s expression suddenly changed, her smile disappearing, "Sorry, I don’t know."

"Uh, I haven’t said anything yet. How do you know you don’t know?" Lin Mu paused in surprise.

The acne girl rolled her eyes, "I’m a sales assistant only responsible for customers. Since you’re not buying anything, why should I answer your question?"

"Oh come on!" Lin Mu laughed. These days, tasteless people are everywhere. If it weren’t for his urgent need to find Ling Xiaoqiao, he would have left long ago. But now, Lin Mu sighed and said, "Alright, just grab me any of the new phones."

"Got it!" The acne girl, who had been indifferent moments before, instantly switched to an unexpectedly enthusiastic manner, so cheerful that it reminded Lin Mu of the flowers blooming on a hillside.

"Sir, how about a luxury gold model? It’s very popular now, and it’s a perfect match for your style!"

"Oh? What do you see in me that says ’luxury’?"