Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 529 - 344: Terms of Exchange

In the tea room, as De Gaulle recovered from his shock, he almost immediately pulled out his phone and sent a message to his subordinates, ordering them to head to Italy immediately.

His clan had been searching painstakingly for this secret for hundreds or even thousands of years, traversing almost all continents, and now finally had the last clue. How could he not be eager?

Moreover, this secret was about to be unveiled by him personally, in his generation.

This would be an unparalleled honor for him, and he could thereby ascend to the position of the spokesperson for the clan, standing at the pinnacle of power!

After the successful message prompt appeared, De Gaulle finally put away his phone, still showing residual excitement in his eyes.

He picked up the teacup on the table and drank it in one shot, pondering, "Mr. Qi, thank you!"

"However, I am very curious about how you managed to pinpoint the exact location of these places on the map."

"As far as I know, the map doesn’t contain any hidden information, and even Louis I, who commissioned the map, could only describe a general area."

"My ancestors spent long years searching for each location, yet you could identify these positions accurately."

"I implore you to resolve my doubts."

After hearing this, Qi Yun smiled, playing with the teacup in his hand: "Mr. De Gaulle, you’re asking a bit too much."

"Everyone has their secrets, don’t they?" He paused a bit as he said this, looking at De Gaulle meaningfully, "Just like your deal with Mr. Christophe."

Qi Yun mentioning this again made De Gaulle’s nerves instantly tense up. He stared fixedly at Qi Yun, trying to discern something from the latter’s calm expression. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Ever since his last meeting with Qi Yun, he had interrogated everyone who had seen Christophe that day, even including the driver and the servants at the manor.

But the result was fruitless. None of these people were the leakers.

That was another deeply buried doubt in his heart. He really couldn’t figure out how Qi Yun knew about this matter.

"You don’t have to be so on guard, I have no intention of threatening you with this."

Qi Yun leaned back leisurely on the chair, speaking slowly: "What I can tell you is, I also learned about this matter by chance, and I won’t disclose it."

"After all, we are now in a cooperative relationship, and undermining you is of no benefit to me."

De Gaulle’s taut nerves relaxed slightly, but the doubts in his eyes were not completely dispelled. He wouldn’t easily trust anyone, even his wife with whom he shared a bed.

"Let’s talk about something else." Qi Yun gave him no time to think, continuing, "I want to make a deal with you."

De Gaulle remained silent for two seconds, then nodded: "Please go ahead, Mr. Qi."

"I know you are vying for the position of the Gwen Clan’s Sect Leader, and your deal with Christophe is to overpower other contenders in the clan, especially your cousin, right?"

De Gaulle didn’t argue, nor did he show surprise again.

"Let me talk about my terms."

"First, I know you registered a new company and reached an agreement with Christophe; he will help you acquire 8% of ASML’s shares, allowing you to enter the board."

"I want to become the actual controller of this company, and that 8% shares will be temporarily held by you on my behalf."

"Second, I have a feud with the Boot Clan in the United Kingdom. Based on my understanding, your Gwen Clan doesn’t have much contact with them. I need you to help me deal with them."

As Qi Yun kept narrating, De Gaulle’s expression grew more lively. His eyes widened, and his gaze at Qi Yun became increasingly odd, as if he were looking at a lunatic.

"Mr. Qi, do you understand what you are saying?"

"Do you know how much that 8% of shares cost me?"

"And the Boot Clan, they are one of the top ten powerful clans in the United Kingdom, not even inferior to my own clan. Why would I go out of my way to deal with them with you!?"

Qi Yun didn’t mind his attitude and calmly lit a cigarette: "Don’t get so agitated. Listen to my offer first before deciding."

De Gaulle took a deep breath to regain his calm.

"I can tell you a secret, a secret that will ensure your success in becoming the sect leader of the clan!" Qi Yun’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an undeniable aura.

De Gaulle jerked his head up to look at him, his eyes widened even more than before, seeming to want to confirm whether Qi Yun was joking.

In such ancient clans that have been passed down for hundreds of years, the sect leader’s position is not easily attainable; the competition is extremely intense.

One must rely on the resources at hand and also need the support of the elders’ council. Even his uncle, the current sect leader George, cannot solely decide who will succeed.

Many have fought fiercely for it in the past, only to return defeated.

De Gaulle had secretly groomed alliances for years for this position, pulling in business heads, currying favor with elders, even daring risky deals with Christophe, yet he couldn’t say for sure he would succeed.

And Qi Yun’s light remark of assuring him the position seemed an absurdity.

If anyone else said such words, he might have already got up and left.

But Qi Yun... was a bit elusive, very mysterious, especially with the things he knew...

After a few seconds of silence, De Gaulle shook his head, not quite convinced: "Mr. Qi, you might not be very familiar with clans like ours."

Qi Yun watched his shaking head, smiling noncommittally, picked up the teapot and poured him tea: "You’re right. I haven’t delved deeply into the Gwen Clan’s internal affairs."

"However, I know your biggest rival is your cousin."

"And the secret I’m about to tell you can make him completely out of the running!"

"With your abilities, once your cousin is out of the picture, no one else should qualify to compete with you, right?"

On hearing this, De Gaulle shook his head again, thinking Qi Yun had some dirt on his cousin: "That’s useless; your secret doesn’t make a decisive impact. When choosing the sect leader, the clan elders don’t care about these."

Qi Yun sighed, realizing that it was difficult for the other party to believe without revealing the secret.

"I need an assurance. If the secret I tell you can ensure you ascend to the sect leader’s position, then accordingly, you need to meet the two conditions I just mentioned."

"Of course, if you still find it useless afterward, then just pretend I never said anything."

"Based on our previous cooperation, I still have faith in Mr. De Gaulle’s integrity."

De Gaulle stared at the burning cigarette in Qi Yun’s hand, the smoke curling around, rendering the latter’s face all the more elusive.

Qi Yun’s words were like a hook drawing at his most ardent desire.