Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 700 - 709: Who Has the Upper Hand? (6 Updates)

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Dead? That's a real big deal, but Ye Ling felt a bit bewildered. Whether it was the factories or the company, the Huamei Group's systems had always been sound, plus there was ample rest time for employees.

And with such good benefits, countless people were breaking their necks trying to get in. Why would such an incident happen?

"I don't know, the company is currently discussing what exactly to do. It's not just a matter of money, it is a matter of the company's reputation."

Shen Yuexin rubbed her head, feeling somewhat depressed, while Ye Ling nodded, "Okay, I'll make a trip to the branch office to check things out, to see if there are any shenanigans going on."

"As for you, you should just stay at home and recover properly. Don't think about anything else. After all, health is most important, you understand?"

Shen Yuexin nodded from across the room, "Naturally, that would be for the best. But I heard that Si Qing's family and grandfather are coming over. Is it appropriate for you to leave now?"

"They still need a few days, and this matter should be handled quickly, so it shouldn't take too long. There shouldn't be any problems by the time I get back, don't worry."

Ye Ling patted Shen Yuexin on the shoulder. How could it be a problem when he had the Three Purities' avatars? After all, no one could tell the difference.

Qingfeng Town is an industrially developed little town in a city up north. Don't be fooled by its size—all its residents are wealthy.

Qingfeng Town is an industrial powerhouse within the county and city, hosting numerous enterprises and factories that have brought substantial profits to the locals.

Even if they aren't from exceptionally rich families, the locals at least enjoy a comfortable lifestyle. The local government has policies favoring them; all businesses must prioritize hiring local residents before considering outsiders.

Ye Ling stepped out of the car, carrying a travel bag—it was already evening by the time. He found an average small hotel to check into.

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He paid, got a single room, and just as Ye Ling pushed the door open and entered, a figure rushed in, throwing herself onto the bed.

Ye Ling was taken aback. It was a woman wearing a long black dress paired with black stockings for the autumn season. She looked pretty good, with subtle makeup and an aura of allure and youth.

"Give me two thousand yuan or else I'll have to accuse you of indecency."

The woman said with a giggle, then seductively brushed her leg against the door with one hand already on her collarbone, pulling at the edge of her clothing.

Ye Ling was dumbstruck—this was a blatant setup, a merciless woman indeed. Even if he shouted it wasn't true, he would still be thrown into the Yellow River and couldn't wash himself clean.

But then, an idea struck Ye Ling, and a cold smile crossed his mind. He took out a notebook from his travel bag and, with a pen, swiftly wrote down a line handing it to the woman.

"I am a deaf-mute person. What are you saying? I can't hear you?"

The woman, looking frustrated, read it and sighed. Just her luck to run into a deaf-mute person today.

She gestured for the pen and, after taking it from Ye Ling's hand, scribbled down a line and handed it back. Ye Ling received it and immediately laughed.

"Give me two thousand yuan or else I'll accuse you of indecency?"

Ye Ling murmured to himself, and the woman was taken aback, sitting straight up: "Hey, you can talk?"

"Hehe, strip for me, or else I'll call the police."

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Ye Ling cracked a smile, and the woman instantly felt like a fool. Dammit, she'd been swindled by a true master.

The woman stood up abruptly, offering an awkward smile, "Ah, I wasn't expecting this, to meet a fellow trickster. Well, um, I've got some other things to tend to, so I should be going."

"Going? Sure, you can go. But if you leave, I'll call the police. Considering the hotel has video surveillance, finding one person shouldn't be too hard."

Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders, then set down his travel bag and sprawled out on the bed, "Tsk tsk, it's been a few good years since I've tasted meat, and my luck's not bad today, I even got it delivered to my door."

Hearing this, the woman nearly burst into tears. Damn it, what did this mean? She had run into a guy who hadn't quenched his thirst for years. Today was the end for her; she was going to be tormented to death.

"Big brother, I swear this is my first time doing this. Please let me go. I'm still a pure maiden, you can't do this."

The woman pleaded miserably, while Ye Ling glanced at her, "Come, give me a massage on my back, rub my head, and if it feels good, I might just let you go."

After Ye Ling finished speaking and looked at the woman, who was gritting her teeth, dammit, she didn't consult the fortune calendar before going out today and ran into an old fox, craftier than Granny Mei.

What else could she do? Massage it is. She hadn't earned the two thousand yuan and even bumped into an old swindler; her luck was just rotten.

After making herself scarce, the woman who had been dressed up like a fashionable lady, now clad in floral shorts and a white tank top, showing off her fair thighs and arms, stormed out with a dark expression.

"Dammit, if I ever catch you, I'll make you regret it!"

After the woman left cursing, Ye Ling inside the room smirked. People like her couldn't be handled softly, or else one would end up losing.

What did Ye Ling do?

He hadn't done anything, of course. He just gave this woman, who couldn't tell a single truth from her mouth, a hard time.

In the evening, Ye Ling stepped out, grabbed a meal at a restaurant, then leisurely strolled toward the industrial district.

It was rush hour for workers clocking out, and the throngs were chatting and dining at eateries near the factory gates. Ye Ling sat down in the busiest one of them all.

After ordering a few dishes and some bottles of beer, Ye Ling indulged in his meal and drink while casually gathering some intel.

After all, where there are people, gossip flies, and there's no wall that doesn't leak; this was wisdom passed down from our ancestors for thousands of years.

And sure enough, Ye Ling had only just sat down when he overheard a quiet grumbling at a nearby table.

"Hey, did you guys hear? Another death at Huamei's factory yesterday."

"My God! Another one? Isn't that the sixth already? Hey, what do you think is going on?"

"Exactly, exactly. Huamei Group has such good benefits. If I hadn't been rejected, I'd have gone there instead of staying in our lousy factory, suffering and hardly making any money."

Ye Ling nodded to himself upon hearing this; it seemed that Huamei Group had a pretty solid reputation.

"I'll tell you guys, I have a cousin who works as a security guard at Huamei's factory."

"I'll share a secret with you, but you can't blab about it, okay? There are ghosts in the Huamei factory complex!"