168: Chapter 168 An Invitation from Jiangcheng's Richest Man?

Su Yun glanced at him without saying a word.

This is reality.

When you are poor, even dogs despise you.

When you have ability, everyone wants to lick a piece of it.

"Something up?"

Su Yun's tone was flat.

Zhao Dahai didn't feel awkward and remained all smiles.

"Master Su, I'm here to deliver something to you."

As he spoke, he hurriedly placed the gift box in his hands on the ground, then pulled a gold-embossed, bright red invitation card from his chest pocket.

The invitation was exquisitely crafted, with gold trim on the cover; it looked expensive at a glance.

Zhao Dahai held the invitation with both hands and respectfully handed it to Su Yun.

"This was sent by Ma Tengfei."

"President Ma?"

Su Yun frowned slightly.

This name was renowned like thunder in Jiangcheng.

The chairman of the Tengfei Group, the richest man in Jiangcheng, and a big shot who was said to be worth tens of billions and could make the entire city of Jiangcheng tremble with a single stomp.

"Why is he looking for me?"

Su Yun didn't reach out to take it.

He didn't have a good impression of these rich people; each of them had more devious schemes than a honeycomb.

Seeing that Su Yun didn't take it, Zhao Dahai hurriedly explained:

"It's like this, President Ma is holding a charity banquet at his private villa tonight."

"He's invited all the celebrities and dignitaries of Jiangcheng, as well as many big stars."

"President Ma heard that you recently established a Foundation and have done many great deeds, so he especially wants to get to know you, a great philanthropist."

"That's why he specifically asked me to deliver this invitation and requests that you please grace us with your presence."

After hearing this, Su Yun sneered inwardly.

Get to know me?

I'm afraid he needs something from me.

These rich people usually believe in putting interests above all else; to be so polite all of a sudden, they definitely aren't planning anything good.

"Not interested."

Su Yun waved his hand and turned to leave.

"I don't like those kinds of occasions; they're too noisy."

Seeing Su Yun about to leave, Zhao Dahai became anxious.

This was a task assigned by Ma Tengfei; if he messed it up, he wouldn't be able to survive in the property management industry anymore.

"Master Su! Master Su, please stay!"

Zhao Dahai hurriedly blocked Su Yun's path, sweating from anxiety.

"President Ma said that as long as you are willing to go, he is willing to donate five million in charity funds to your Foundation!"

"And..."

Zhao Dahai lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"And the location of this banquet is at Qinglong Villa, which is President Ma's most treasured private residence and is usually not open to the public at all."

"I heard the feng shui inside is excellent; many masters want to go inside and take a look."

Su Yun, who was about to step away, stopped abruptly when he heard the four words "Qinglong Villa".

Qinglong Villa?

Isn't that the place the compass was pointing to?

Su Yun turned his head and looked at Zhao Dahai.

"Which villa did you just say?"

Zhao Dahai was stunned for a moment, then quickly repeated: "Qinglong Villa, it's on Qinglong Mountain to the east of Jiangcheng."

Su Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is getting interesting.

The system just issued a mission for him to investigate Qinglong Mountain, and now Ma Tengfei's invitation has been delivered to his doorstep.

If this is a coincidence, it's a bit too coincidental.

Furthermore, since that place is the private residence of the richest man, security must be strict. If he wanted to sneak in, he would probably be thrown out by bodyguards before even reaching the door.

Now with this invitation, he could just go in openly and honestly.

"Fine."

Su Yun reached out and took the invitation.

"Since President Ma is so sincere, I'll go and see."

Seeing Su Yun agree, Zhao Dahai was so excited he almost jumped up.

"Great! That's great!"

"Master Su, don't worry, I've already arranged the car for you."

"At six o'clock tonight, I will wait for you at the entrance of the community and take you there personally!"

Su Yun nodded and returned to his room with the invitation.

He opened the invitation and took a look.

On it was written a line of vigorous and powerful characters:

[Cordially inviting Mr. Su to grace the Qinglong Villa charity banquet.]

The signature was Ma Tengfei.

Su Yun tossed the invitation onto the table and a playful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Qinglong Mountain, Ma Tengfei, charity banquet..."

"It seems I have no choice but to wade into this muddy water."

At 5:30 in the evening.

A black Maybach slowly pulled up at the entrance of Jinxiu Jiangnan Community.

This car was specially rented by Zhao Dahai from a rental company for several thousand a day, just to show off in front of Su Yun.

Su Yun walked out wearing casual clothes.

He didn't wear a formal suit; firstly, he wasn't used to it, and secondly, there was no need.

With his current status, whatever he wore was trendy.

Even if he wore a sack, those people would have to praise him for having personality.

"Master Su, please get in the car!"

Zhao Dahai had been waiting by the car door for a while.

As soon as he saw Su Yun, he immediately trotted over and diligently opened the back seat door.

He even thoughtfully used his hand to shield the top of the door frame, fearing Su Yun might bump his head.

This service attitude was more professional than a doorman at a five-star hotel.

Su Yun didn't stand on ceremony and bent down to sit inside.

The air conditioning in the car was on full blast, and soothing classical music was playing.

Zhao Dahai sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seatbelt, and observed Su Yun's expression through the rearview mirror.

"Master Su, is this car comfortable for you?"

"It's alright."

Su Yun leaned back on the leather seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing that Su Yun didn't want to talk, Zhao Dahai tactfully shut his mouth and focused on driving.

The Maybach drove steadily out of the city and headed towards the Qinglong Mountains in the east.

As the vehicle gradually moved away from the bustling city, the surrounding scenery began to become desolate.

There were fewer and fewer streetlights on the side of the road, replaced by dense forests.

The sky had completely darkened.

The distant Qinglong Mountain looked like a giant beast lurking in the darkness, quietly watching the city.

Su Yun opened his eyes and glanced out the window.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but ever since the car entered the territory of Qinglong Mountain, he felt the surrounding temperature had dropped by several degrees.

That chilly feeling wasn't from the air conditioning, but was drilling directly into his bones.

Su Yun subconsciously touched the jade talisman on his chest.

The jade talisman was warm, emitting a faint warmth that dispelled the chill.

"Master Su, that's Qinglong Villa ahead."

Zhao Dahai's voice broke the silence in the car.

Su Yun looked up.

He saw that the hillside ahead was brightly lit.

A huge estate stood there, Jinbi Huihuang, like a palace.

But in Su Yun's vision, with "Tianji Divine Calculation" activated.

The sky above that seemingly luxurious estate was shrouded in a layer of black gas invisible to the naked eye.

That black gas was as thick as ink, rolling and surging in the night sky, occasionally transforming into ferocious faces.

Especially the main building in the deepest part of the estate, where the black gas soared into the sky, as if something peerlessly evil was being suppressed there.

Su Yun's pupils constricted slightly.

"Such heavy baleful energy."

He said to himself silently.

This place is no feng shui treasure land; it's practically a place for raising corpses!

Ma Tengfei actually dares to live here?

Is he tired of living?

"Master Su, what did you say?"

Zhao Dahai didn't hear Su Yun's muttering clearly and turned back to ask.

"Nothing."

Su Yun withdrew his gaze, his fingers gently rubbing the Lightning Attraction Talisman in his pocket.

"Just focus on your driving."

"The road ahead is slippery, don't flip into a ditch."

Zhao Dahai chuckled.

"Don't worry, my skills as an experienced driver are steady."

The car spiraled up along the winding mountain road.

Ten minutes later.

The Maybach stopped steadily in front of the huge iron gate of Qinglong Villa.

Two rows of burly men in black suits and headsets stood at the entrance.

Each of them stood straight with sharp eyes; they were clearly trained fighters.

Zhao Dahai rolled down the car window and handed out the invitation.

The bodyguard took the invitation, checked it carefully, scanned the car with an instrument, and then said something into his headset.

The heavy iron gate slowly opened.

"Mr. Su, please come in."

The bodyguard handed the invitation back; although his attitude was respectful, his eyes revealed a sense of indifference.

The car slowly drove into the estate.

Su Yun looked through the car window at the neatly trimmed lawns and sculptures outside.

Every inch of land here reeked of money.

But in Su Yun's eyes, every inch of land here reeked of death.

"Interesting."

Su Yun's mouth curled up slightly.

"It seems tonight's meal won't be easy to digest."