Chapter 27: Deep into the Tiger Cave

Jun Lan: "Dad, can you please not make life so unpleasant?"

Aunt Lin: "That's right, why are you cursing at others for no reason? It's not good to be so impulsive. I'll make some herbal tea for you tomorrow to help you cool down."

Seeing that Lao Lin was silent, Aunt Lin continued, "But your father is right. Why would he send a girl like you on a business trip?"

Jun Lan: "I only have the opportunity to go on such a business trip because I got a promotion and a raise to become the boss's personal assistant."

When Lao Lin heard about the promotion and salary increase, his eyes lit up immediately and he said with a smile, "So that's how it is. It's rare that the boss thinks highly of me. Of course I have to go. Work hard. I know you will have a bright future."

Jun Lan asked tentatively, "Dad, do we have any relatives in Shandong? Do you have time to invite me over for a few days?"

Lao Lin: "I really don't know. You should ask your mother about relatives. It's your mother who has been taking care of these relatives over the years."

Jun Lan: "Dad, why are you so heartless? You need to visit your relatives more often!"

Aunt Lin: "This isn't really your dad's fault! You have no idea how difficult your dad's poor relatives are. They were basically at loggerheads when the family split up."

Jun Lan: "So exciting, they're even fighting. Oh, it's all about money again. It really is the root of all evil. I don't know how many relationships have been broken because of it."

Lao Lin: "Okay, you don't have to be so pitiful here. Ask your mother if there are any reliable relatives in Shandong!"

Aunt Lin put on her glasses and selected one by one from the WeChat accounts of more than a hundred people. Finally, she smiled with satisfaction: "Well, it's you."

Lao Lin: "Which one is it? Let me take a look too."

"Isn't this the third brother?"

"Who else would be willing to associate with us besides him?"

"Girl, I'll talk to him later, then you can add him on WeChat."

Then he turned on the voice call and started a half-hour speech mode.

After half an hour of long-winded family gossip and irrelevant fake greetings, Junlan had already become impatient, but fortunately they finally got to the point.

"Hey, Third Brother, my daughter is going to Jinan for work later, and I want to visit you while I'm there. Is it convenient for you?"

"Of course it's convenient. It's a rare opportunity for my niece to come over, and we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't you two come along?"

"We won't go."

"Oh, is that so? That's okay. Remember my phone number. When my niece is free over there, please call me. I'll then send her some souvenirs from home for you."

"We are brothers, why should we be so polite?"

"Okay, okay, that's settled. If you keep nagging me, I'll get angry."

"Okay, I'll hang up then!"

Lao Lin: "Did you hear that? If you want to make friends with your uncle so badly, just call him when the time comes. He's your third uncle."

Jun Lan: "I understand."

Junlan hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of food and rushed back to her room to apply a facial mask.

There was still no news from Fan Xi on WeChat, but all the information about Jun Lan in his circle of friends had been deleted.

The most recent message was sent the day before yesterday, which read: "I'm fine here, don't worry!" The picture was a photo of him under the Tokyo Tower.

"Okay, that's fine, I'll see how well you can do."

Unable to contain her curiosity, she sent a WeChat message to ask his best friend, whose pants were too wide for him, "How is your best friend doing in Tokyo now?"

"Beep beep," she turned on her cell phone.

"Why don't you ask him yourself if you care about him so much?"

"I sent it, but he didn't reply to my message."

"He's currently busy studying finance at Tokyo Institute of Technology. He's also very concerned about you and told us brothers to pay close attention to your every move and report any signs of trouble to him immediately."

Junlan didn't reply to him, but turned on the computer to continue writing her diary.

As she was writing, the sound of "ding-dong" disrupted her thoughts.

The only friend on the blog, "Living Dead", sent her a message.

"Hello, I found your story very interesting. Is it true that there is no chance for you and your ex to get back together?"

"I can't say for sure. I'm hesitant now too." Only when talking to the stranger on the computer could Jun Lan truly speak her mind.

"I'm sorry for what you've been through. After all, we've been together for so many years, and it's not something you can just break off."

"Then turn to work to heal your broken heart! I'm going on a business trip tomorrow."

"Is that so? Then will you continue to update during this period? I am your fan and I follow your blog every day!"

"Maybe, it depends on my mood! I'm tired and need to rest. I don't know what the boss will do tomorrow!"

"Well, go to bed early!"

Junlan closed the chat page in disappointment because this was really not Fanxi.

She opened his personal diary and knew at a glance that he was a man who knew how to live life. He had great taste in eating, drinking and having fun, and he was also a decent-looking person.

"Alas, it's probably another big pig's hoof."

Junlan was about to delete the friend, but when she thought that he was her only fan, her vanity prevented her from doing it.

"Forget it, let's just let him survive here for a while and observe. Maybe we can make another friend."

It was eleven o'clock, and the mask on Junlan's face began to dry up. She numbly climbed onto the bed and went to sleep.

At four in the morning, my favorite song "Let's Go" started playing. Damn it! Which bastard disturbed my sleep at this time?

"Hey, do you know what time it is? You're keeping me from getting my beauty sleep."

"Forget it! No matter how much beauty sleep you take, you'll never be a beauty. I'm Situ. Bring your things down immediately. My car is parked downstairs."

"Ah? Oh no, so fast." She quickly opened the curtains and saw a luxury car parked downstairs.

"Come down quickly, don't waste my time, I won't say it a second time."

Junlan quickly changed her clothes, packed her things and went downstairs.

Jun Lan and Situ sat in the back seat. Situ handed her a stack of information and said, "If you don't understand anything after reading this, ask me!"

Jun Lan used the dim light in the car to try to absorb the information in the documents.

Junlan: "Are we going to the airport now?"

Situ: "Yes, the flight is at 6 o'clock."

It was already 4:50 when we arrived at the airport.

Situ: "How much do you remember?"

Jun Lan: "I remember 90% of it."

"Very good, I like efficient people like you." After saying that, he took out a Zippo lighter from his bag and burned the documents to ashes in a trash can in the car.

After they got off the car, the driver drove away.

Jun Lan: "What should I do with the remaining 10%?"

Situ pointed to his head and said, "It's here."

On the plane, Jun Lan, who was sitting in the first class cabin, felt a little uneasy.

Situ saw her uneasiness.

"Don't be nervous. You don't need to be involved in dangerous situations."

"No, it's just that this is my first time flying and I'm in business class, so I really want to take more pictures."

Situ glanced at her. One was a young and fearless person, while the other was a seasoned business veteran. The two of them were performing an inner drama in the lightning and thunderous gazes.