Naming Technique of the Night

Zhang Wanfang suddenly said, "Hello, may we come in and take a look around?"

However, no sooner had her voice faded than two cars pulled up at the gate, both of them Mercedes-Benz Maybach S-Class.

A chubby middle-aged man jumped out of the car, dressed in a black Tang suit and wearing a bracelet of small "full stars" padauk beads on his wrist.

Seeing Hu Xiaoniu, he laughed heartily, "Xiao Niu, for such a big event as moving to a new home, why didn’t you tell your uncle last night? You nearly made me lose face!"

This was Luo Wanya, the local tycoon of Los Angeles City mentioned by Zhang Tianzhen before, who started with pyramid schemes in the nineties. Later, his company transformed and he successfully cashed out after getting involved in investment guarantees and small-loans businesses. Now, he’s running local mineral, construction debris, and steel businesses, as well as a real estate firm.

He’s a true snakehead of Los Angeles City, a fish that slipped through the net in a society ruled by law.

Talking about bad luck, he was among the second batch to enter the Inner World. When he noticed the countdown appearing on his arm, he began to gather underlings with the same countdown, ready to make a big splash and even considering going back to his old trade.

As a result, as soon as he entered, he was caught because of his strong Los Angeles City accent.

Since then, Luo Wanya had been desperately learning Standard Mandarin, getting angry with anyone who spoke to him in Los Angeles City dialect...

Yet, just learning Standard Mandarin wouldn’t save his life. He wanted his underlings from the Inner World to rescue him, but couldn’t even find out where he was imprisoned.

Moreover, Luo Wanya was well aware of one thing—the thugs over there were truly brutal, each one armed with guns and also Genetic Warriors.

His underlings might have been able to thrive in the county with high-interest loans, but against those hard-core people who held him captive, it was a different story.

For the past two months, he had been paying the Time Traveler to help rescue him, and even reached out to Kunlun and Kyushu, but everyone was still too new to the Inner World, with no information on his whereabouts.

It was not Kunlun and Kyushu’s fault, after all, those controlling him were Jindai and Deer Island spies lurking in Los Angeles City. Even Li Changqing couldn’t root them all out, let alone the Time Traveler.

Recently, Luo Wanya heard about Zhang Chengze’s incident, and it was like he had seized the last straw that could save him.

He made a sharp judgement that there must be some experts in the Daylight Organization. Otherwise, Zhang Cheng would have surely died!

This was a very clever man; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to hold his status as the local tycoon.

Luo Wanya approached Hu Xiaoniu with a beaming smile, "Xiao Niu, I live here in National Treasure Garden too. If you all had said you wanted to move here, I would have vacated my own house for you, sparing you the expense!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man standing next to Zhang Wanfang stared blankly at Luo Wanya, "General Luo, hello."

Luo Wanya also hesitated for a moment, "And you are?"

He was somewhat unclear about the relationship between this couple and Hu Xiaoniu, which made him hesitant to speak.

The middle-aged man said, "My name is Qing Shuli, we met briefly at a political consultative conference."

"Oh, oh, Qing Shuli," Luo Wanya’s eyes flickered: "You two are... acquainted?"

Qing Shuli shook his head, "Not really, we’re just new neighbors, came to visit."

Luo Wanya now felt at ease and said with a smile, "Alright then, if you’ve made your visit, you should head back. I have some urgent matters to discuss with Xiao Niu and the others, sorry about that."

With that, he moved his corpulent body aside, opening up a pathway. His black Tang suit seemed awkward on his frame, no matter how one looked at it.

Seeing this, Qing Shuli had no choice but to take Hao Haoqin’s hand and leave with Zhang Wanfang.

Luo Wanya had his men bring over a box with a smile, "Xiao Niu, since you’ve come to Los Angeles City, I don’t have much to offer. Take those two Mercedes out front to use for the time being, for grocery shopping and the like. Rest assured, I’m never stingy in my dealings. If you all can pull this off for me, you’ll be my lifesaving benefactors, the heroes of Luo Wanya."

Hu Xiaoniu thought for a moment, "Come in and talk. We just happen to need to ask you about something. Whether we can help you or not, we’re not really sure. It’s quite a tricky matter."

As Qing Shuli was walking out of the yard, he heard Luo Wanya’s words and subconsciously sized up the two Mercedes-Maybach S-Class cars parked at the gate.

In fact, neither of the cars was the top model, but even so, they would require spending upwards of two million to purchase.

And Qing Shuli drove a Volkswagen Passat, valued at just over 200,000 Yuan, while Zhang Wanfang hadn’t even bought a car yet.

Qing Shuli had promised that if the foreign trade deal at the end of the year was successful, he would buy Zhang Wanfang a car as a wedding anniversary gift.

He couldn’t understand it.

How could the three students living in this villa afford to have someone like Luo Wanya be so generous as to present them with two cars of such caliber as a greeting gift?

That was just too extravagant!

Zhang Wanfang glanced at Qing Shuli, "Did you actually see Qing Chen in the car or not?"

Qing Shuli recalled, "I’m not too sure, but considering the situation with this family, I think I must have been mistaken."

He wavered because in his eyes, this house and a person like Luo Wanya should not be associated with Qing Chen at all.

Zhang Wanfang occasionally looked back at the ’castle’, seemingly still not ready to give up.

When she was still in contact with Qing Chen, she always felt as though her son was just on Xingshu Road, and she could find him whenever she went looking.

But now it was different, she had completely lost contact with her son.

"Let’s go," Qin Shuli said gently.

Meanwhile, Qing Chen was sitting inside the house, not even bothering to peek through the curtains to watch the family of three leave.

Nan Gengchen came back into the house and said, "Chen bro, they’ve left. I was actually thinking of taunting them for you, but Luo Wanya interrupted."

"Hmm," Qing Chen nodded, "Actually, there’s no need for that. Also, the choices they make in life are not wrong, everyone has the right to make their own choices, so there’s no need for mockery. It’s okay as long as we leave each other in peace."

"Oh, alright then," agreed Nan Gengchen.

Qing Chen smiled, "First, let’s deal with Luo Wanya’s matter."

Nan Gengchen hesitated for a moment and said, "Right, the fact that aunt could find this place shows that she still..."

Qing Chen smiled, "If she wanted to find me, it would actually be quite simple. She could just wait for me at the school gates, since I haven’t dropped out. However, when we go to school, she also needs to be busy with work."

Qing Chen was no longer the naive child he once was, so he was extraordinarily calm.

What’s broken is broken; there’s nothing more to say.

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A chapter of five thousand words has been updated, with another coming at 11 PM.

Thank you to Ruoye’er for becoming the new ally of this book. The boss is generous, and his kids aren’t troublesome!