Chapter 29 Seven-Step Soul-Summoning Powder

Jingge felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

She always knew she wasn't a good drinker, but she didn't know she could be this bad.

Who is that?

That's Li Mushi!

When he was in school, he did nothing but study hard; after he started working, he did nothing but work hard. His life seemed to be bound to some kind of system, with only one main thread.

He steadfastly moved forward along the main path towards his goal.

Generally, the chosen one of this kind of binding system will inevitably encounter some cannon fodder who sabotage his mission.

Jing Ge ran her fingers through her hair haphazardly.

It's confirmed that she's the cannon fodder.

She plans to avoid Li Mushi for the foreseeable future.

She simply couldn't accept that Li Mushi, with such a serious and handsome face, was being subjected to her insane irrigation.

After arriving at the company, Jingge peeled the pomelo, kept two pieces for herself, and shared the rest with her colleagues.

The pomelo was sweet, juicy, and refreshing. Jingge took a special look at the brand and decided to stick with this brand from now on, so she wouldn't always have to choose the wrong one.

But never mind.

expensive.

Jingge packed up the documents and went to the market.

I received a call from my mother on the way, asking where I slept last night, why my phone was always busy, and if my face still hurt.

The bus swayed and rocked, and sparse spring colors peeked out from the treetops.

After hanging up the phone, Jingge received another call from Li's mother.

She told Li Zhan to pick her up from get off work and they could go to the Li family home for dinner together.

It's not right to not visit them before the New Year or after the New Year. Jing Ge said gently, "I'll go by myself. I'm out in the market today, and I'm not sure which area I'm in. I don't need him to pick me up."

“At the market,” Sheng Man thought for a moment, “I wonder if that brat is there.”

Jingge paused: "How come he's here? Doesn't he have class?"

“I opened a shop with two classmates,” Sheng Man said. “We hired a shop assistant to look after it first. They would take turns going whenever they had time, so he could get some experience.”

Jing Ge: "Yeah, I'll go by myself after get off work. No need to bother him."

Sheng Man sighed.

The obvious gap in their words.

Jingge spent most of the day searching for goods and asking for prices. The new customers' conditions were too strict. In short, they were short on money and involved a lot of trouble. Ninety-nine percent of the merchants rejected them immediately upon hearing this.

I don't want to do this order.

A few other companies are willing to do it, but they won't give her the wholesale price.

Jingge calculated for a while in the shop and then discussed with the proprietress: "Then you can give me the retail price this time, and when the official containers arrive later, you can refund me the price difference, okay?"

The proprietress considered it for half a second before agreeing.

First of all, this time we didn't lose money.

Secondly, it's equivalent to securing the next container and the customer in advance.

The goods were a bit complicated this time.

"I'll go back to the company first," Jing Ge breathed a sigh of relief, "and finish the order and deliver it to you."

The shop owner kindly reminded him, "If he doesn't have any containers behind him, you'll have to bear the price difference yourself."

Jing Ge: "Okay, I'll be careful."

As soon as Jing Ge left the store, someone from the shop next door slipped in: "What was that girl doing here?"

"What's it to you?" the landlady said irritably. "Trying to take advantage of them?"

"She's my brother's fiancée!"

"......"

Jingge was unaware of what was happening here. When she returned to the company, she was given a severe scolding by Amanda.

"You're just an employee! You're here to earn money! Nobody's going to work at their own expense!" Amanda said, hands on her hips, her tone more stern than ever before. "If you can do the order, do it; if you can't, forget it. Who gave you permission to sign off on this order at your own expense? I won't sign or stamp this order!"

Jingge lowered his head and listened quietly.

My phone rang.

It belongs to the shop owner.

Jing Ge answered the call in surprise.

The proprietress hesitated and said that after thinking about it, she felt that she couldn't do this order.

I declined.

Jingle looked at Amanda, pursing his lips repeatedly.

Amanda snapped at her, "You dare look at me like that!"

"..." Jing Ge stepped forward and poured her a glass of water. "The merchants don't want to do it anymore either."

Amanda was furious: "That's for the best."

He snapped at her, "Get out! Don't stand here!"

It makes me angry.

Jing Ge paused for a moment: "Does the company provide accommodation?"

Amanda couldn't swallow a mouthful of water.

Jingge: "I want to stay in the dormitory."

“You can leave now,” Amanda said, placing her water glass on the conference room table. “I’ll submit the application, approve it, and then hand it over to administration.”

"Oh... thank you."

As Jingge turned around, Amanda suddenly called her back, speaking earnestly: "I know you're eager to make money and become independent, but the more urgent something is, the more you should take it slow. In such a huge market, even seasoned bosses have to be careful not to be cheated, let alone a young girl like you who has just graduated from school."

Despite enduring so much criticism, Jing Ge remained unmoved.

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but wipe my eyes with the back of my hand.

Amanda gave up: "Get out of my sight right now."

Jing Ge darted away.

After calming herself down, Amanda scrolled through the phone book and finally dialed the number.

He rattled off the story in a flurry.

“I can guarantee it,” she said firmly, “that she has absolutely no hope of getting this deal.”

The other person: "Mm."

Amanda: "Should we get involved?"

The other person replied, "No need."

“...I know Mr. Li, your family is very powerful and wealthy,” Amanda said, exasperated, “but I am her boss. If something happens to her, where will I put my face?”

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, low and gentle: "You should trust a little miser's prudence when it comes to money."

Amanda: "What do you mean?"

Li Mushi remained calm: "She's probably very confident."

"......"

“Within the limits of the Womei system,” Li Mushi said calmly, “you should just handle things officially.”

Amanda wasn't as carefree as him: "If it doesn't work out, she'll be starving for half a year."

Li Mushi: "Yes, let her drink it."

Amanda: "

Okay.

Other people's children can be let go.

What else could she possibly worry about?

Jing Ge went to the Li family home after get off work.

Bring along the gift she had already chosen.

Perhaps knowing that she had been out in the market today, Sheng Man asked her about her well-being and then pulled her aside to talk about Li Zhan's shop.

As they chatted, Jing Ge lifted his eyelashes and asked, "Aunt Man, what's the number of his shop?"

"602, 15th Street, District 1," Sheng Man said. "By the way, what kind of goods are you looking for? See if he knows anyone there. Your feet must be swollen from walking so much... and your face is a little swollen too?"

Jing Ge quickly reached out and pretended to rub his face, saying, "My tooth hurts, it might be a little swollen."

Sheng Man nagged her for a bit, then asked Zhang Ma to make some soup to cool her down.

Continuing the previous topic: "Did you go to District 1? If you're tired, go rest over at Li Zhan's place."

Jing Ge almost sneered.

She's not going, is she?

She went to 601 on 15th Street in 1st District!

The company we originally agreed on was 601!

She mentioned that when she was asking for samples, the girl next door inexplicably came three times.

Even the proprietress was puzzled.

If I'm not mistaken, the boss's sudden change of heart and refusal to take her order must be related to Li Zhan!

Jing Ge stood up: "Aunt Man, I'll go make some soup for Li Zhan."

Sheng Man: "...What soup?"

Jing Ge: "Seven-Step Soul-Summoning Powder".

Send him to his death!