The Record of a Cannon Fodder Becoming a God: Quick Transmigration

In her past life, Ji Xiaoxiao was a part-time assassin and a full-time shut-in. One day, with god-like skill, she was run over by a car and inexplicably transmigrated. After transmigrating, everyth...

Chapter 252 The Plot to Kill Immortal Lord Yun Ming (shuhaige.net)

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Xiao Nian."

Feng Huan paused for a moment, unable to contain his joy, and hurriedly thanked him.

Ji Xiaoxiao waved her hand, leaving Feng Huan dumbfounded.

“Feng Huan, I’m not helping you for free. If you agree to this condition, I, He Nianzhi, will cover all your tuition fees for four years of university and other miscellaneous expenses.”

There is no such thing as a free lunch, nor is there any such thing as unconditional generosity.

Feng Huan swallowed hard. Could it be that he wants me as a person?

Adjusting his breathing and calming his mind, Feng Huan said nervously, "Go ahead."

"I want you to graduate from university and have a stable life, and then give me 20% of your salary."

Feng Huan was calculating. If he were to compromise now and use Ji Xiaoxiao's help to further his studies, he believed he could definitely achieve great things. But if he didn't strive for success, he might miss out on it and end up living a mediocre life.

As the saying goes, mountains are climbed step by step, and boats are rowed one oar at a time. Even if he could carve out a niche for himself with only a high school diploma, Feng Yu's poor health meant he would never live to see him achieve success and return home in glory.

"Twenty percent, that's fine, but what about the timing?"

This is the best choice for myself and for Fengyu.

“Until you retire,” Ji Xiaoxiao said calmly.

"What?" Feng Huan's mouth dropped open in disbelief. "Until retirement? He Nianzhi, do you know what the legal retirement age is now? Sixty-five. I'm only eighteen now, and after four years of university, I'll only be twenty-two. Sixty-five minus twenty-two, that's forty-three years. Forty-three years, I'll have to hand over one-fifth of my salary to you every month. Do you know how much that amount will accumulate over these decades? Forget about paying off loans, I can even pay off favors, but you'll owe me a huge favor."

"It's easy to add flowers to brocade, but difficult to provide charcoal in the snow. I'm helping you, shouldn't you repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude? I'm only asking for a little bit of your salary, do you think I'm short of that money? If you don't want to, you can leave, I'm not forcing you."

Ji Xiaoxiao acted as if she didn't care. Whether Feng Huan agreed or not, it wouldn't cause Ji Xiaoxiao any loss. At most, she would just have to put in more effort in the future.

Feng Huan's abilities were proven by the original owner himself.

Ji Xiaoxiao originally didn't want to help Feng Huan. Feng Huan was a heartless, ungrateful man, an ingrate who couldn't be tamed, always scheming and bloodthirsty. Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't guarantee that if she offered a helping hand today, Feng Huan wouldn't stab her in the back tomorrow.

As it turns out, Feng Huan is a typical example of someone who abandons someone after using them.

However, Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that without the original owner's strong support and the stepping stone of He Fan's company, Feng Huan's ambition to dominate the business world and reach the pinnacle of success in a short period of time was pure wishful thinking. Moreover, even if Ji Xiaoxiao didn't help Feng Huan, given his abilities and a few years, he would surely make a fortune if nothing unexpected happened.

Ji Xiaoxiao did not dislike Feng Huan's actions. As the saying goes, the victor is king and the loser is villain. The decline of the He family and the tragedy of He Nianzhi were all due to their incompetence.

Letting Feng Huan roam freely will definitely benefit Ji Xiaoxiao's growth. Ji Xiaoxiao is adept at killing, but she's not yet skilled enough in the cutthroat world of business. With Feng Huan, this wolf who's always eyeing her family's wealth, Ji Xiaoxiao will inevitably learn and grow.

"Touchstone" is how Ji Xiaoxiao defines Feng Huan.

If one wrong move leads to total defeat, Ji Xiaoxiao can simply finish off Feng Huan herself. This world lacks spiritual energy, rendering the *Dao Tian* useless, but the *White Lotus Sacred Technique* proves invaluable. With Ji Xiaoxiao's current strength, even falling petals and leaves can be used to injure; grass, trees, bamboo, and stones can all be used as swords. Taking an enemy's head from a thousand miles away is effortless.

With her big fist, Ji Xiaoxiao was fearless.

Feng Huan remained motionless, sighing deeply as he pondered in distress.

With tears in her eyes, He Xiangzhi nestled in Ji Xiaoxiao's arms, drowsy and yawning several times. The most important things for a child are eating and sleeping. Insufficient food and sleep will affect their physical development and intellectual growth.

Ji Xiaoxiao gently coaxed He Xiangzhi to sleep, then whispered to Feng Huan, "Have you thought it through? My brother is sleepy and doesn't have time to be exposed to the wind and sun with you. I'll give you one more minute. If you don't answer after one minute, I'll take it as you giving up."

Time ticked away, leaving only five seconds remaining.

Five...four...three...two...one...

"I agree." Feng Huan gritted his teeth and signed the humiliating treaty that ceded national sovereignty.

"Okay, that's straightforward." Ji Xiaoxiao said boldly but in a low voice, "Go back now, someone will bring you the money the next day. Oh, by the way, go get a bank card as soon as possible and give me the card number so I can transfer money to you in the future."

Upon hearing this, Feng Huan replied, "I have a card."

Feng Huan gave Ji Xiaoxiao the card number, which she memorized. She closed the door, waved, and silently signaled to Feng Huan to leave quickly.

"Xiao Nian, I truly love you. Can you come back to me?"

"Can't."

That wasn't Ji Xiaoxiao's answer, but a young man's unique voice, melodious and lingering, clear and crisp like a gurgling spring. Every word uttered by his thin lips carried the chill of a cold winter month, giving people a sense of otherworldly detachment.

Ji Xiaoxiao looked in the direction of the voice and said with surprise, "Yunming, what brings you here?"

Ji Xiaoxiao hurriedly opened the door and rushed into Yunming's arms. Because Ji Xiaoxiao was holding a little bundle of joy, the two of them could only look at each other with tearful eyes for a moment.

He Xiangzhi was sandwiched between two people, and his sleepiness vanished. He opened his eyes blankly, looked at Ji Xiaoxiao and Yunming dumbfounded, and then burst into tears.

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