Chapter 159

"one thousand."

"Huh? Oh, okay." The sales clerk glanced at the elegant young woman behind the counter in shock. Which rich kid's silly daughter is so wealthy? "Give me your phone number."

Fu Le gave out the number, and the sales clerk recognized the phone. "Oh, it's Old Fu's number. Are you his daughter?"

This girl looks a bit like Lao Fu. Could it be that Lao Fu managed to make money somewhere?

"You know Old Fu?"

"Of course I know. He's been living here for half a year, always playing cards at the teahouse across the street. If it's a serious game, he's really good; nobody can beat him. So there's always someone setting up a game for him. We've tried to persuade him, but he won't listen and thinks we're being nosy. Daughter, are you really his daughter?"

How much do you earn each month here?

"1500? What's wrong?"

“I will give you a thousand a month. All you need to do is report Lao Fu’s situation to me every day. Also, you are not allowed to talk about me to Lao Fu, nor can you mention our deal.”

"Really?!?" Such a good thing? "All I need to do is keep an eye on Old Fu?"

"Are you going to do it or not? If not, I'll find someone else." Fu Le said impatiently, this kid talks too much nonsense.

"Yes, we must do it. Not doing it would be foolish. Young lady, my name is Liu Shanqiang. What's your name?"

“Fu”.

Liu Shanqiang: ...

"Wait..." Fu Le said, then went to the door and called out.

Liu Shanqiang looked over in confusion, and a tall, muscular figure walked in. "Have him sign a confidentiality agreement, and then give him a thousand."

"yes."

Liu Shanqiang: ...

This man doesn't look like someone to mess with, and he listens to Old Fu's daughter so obediently. He seems to be a bodyguard. Could Old Fu's daughter be being kept by someone? After all...

"Don't talk badly about my boss in your heart, or you won't even know how you died." Wang Li blocked Liu Shanqiang's view with a gloomy face.

Liu Shanqiang shuddered in fright, quickly averted his gaze, and forced a smile, "Yes, yes, I didn't, I wouldn't dare."

Fu Le got into the car, and soon after, Wang Li returned.

...

Do you know anyone with an architecture background?

Zhou Han was taken aback upon hearing this. "Yes, do you need it?"

"By the end of December, I need three people: an accountant, a person with a first-class construction engineer certificate, and a person of good character to handle procurement." In mid-October, Lao Fu secured two projects and also borrowed 600,000 yuan in advance funds from his new old partner, Uncle Yu's friend.

She planned to send three people in, to three key positions, to oversee him thoroughly and meticulously. Since he liked being the boss, then he could be a boss who only focused on business; everything else could be handled by others, and even if things went wrong, they would stay within their own company.

As for the demons and monsters that surrounded him in his past life, none of them will be able to get close to him.

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

In early December, the military's order expanded to ten million boxes, and they also mentioned that further orders might be needed.

"Boss, this batch of goods will probably take a month to arrive. Here is the new purchase order, please take a look." Sun Jian reported on the situation of 'Shi Wei Tian'. He knew that the company was not making a profit. Although he did not understand it, he admired the person in front of him who had single-handedly held up a huge umbrella.

After reviewing the list, Fu Le turned to Sun Jian and asked, "Sun Jian, do you have any siblings?"

"Yes, I also have a younger brother who just started university this year, majoring in sports, and is preparing to join the army."

Fu Le nodded. "Are you willing to work with me forever? The kind where betrayal means death."

Sun Jian: !!!

Staring in astonishment at the person in front of him, he didn't quite understand what she meant. How could going to a normal job lead to a life-or-death situation?

"I have many businesses, and I can't afford to make any mistakes. So, I need someone to risk their life for me. Are you willing?"

Sun Jian looked at Fu Le in silence, "What will I get in return for risking my life for you?"

"In the future, you will permanently control 10 percent of the company's shares. What I mean by risking your life is not fighting to the death, but guarding all the secrets you learn from me. If you tell a second person, you will surely die."

Sun Jian frowned. A 10% profit margin didn't seem very attractive at the moment. Profitable cosmetics were in Lu Ge's hands; food was paramount, and there was no profit to be made…

"Alright, you can go back now."

Sun Jian: ? ? ? What does that mean?

When Sun Jian left Xingyao Residence, he was still in a daze. Why was he suddenly allowed to leave?

Are they going to fire him? Because he failed to make empty promises? Seriously? That can't be right.

After parking the car on the side of the road, Sun Jian called his advisor, "...Brother Han, what do you think the boss means?"

"It's nothing, just pretend today never happened." He had originally planned to have a proper talk with Sun Jian, but unexpectedly, the boss came by himself.

Okay, there's no need to talk about it anymore.

"No, Brother Han, do you know something? We've been friends for so many years, is there anything we can't say to each other's faces?" Sun Jian was anxious. He didn't want to lose this job. It was more than 10,000 yuan a month. If he went to another company, he would only earn more than 10,000 yuan a year, less than 20,000 yuan.

"I can't share anything about the boss with you. Alright, that's enough. If you still want to work here, this matter ends here. Don't get any funny ideas, or you won't even be able to keep what's in front of you."

Sun Jian became depressed: ...

What the hell is going on? Why did the boss suddenly give up on making him work so hard? Because he weighed the pros and cons? No way! Everyone weighs the pros and cons; it's normal human nature!

After Zhou Han selected ten people, Wang Li went to collect the blood.

Only half were successfully infiltrated.

The five successful individuals were assigned to key positions in three different companies, while those who were not successful returned to their original positions.

In less than a week, Sun Jian had a manager above him; he became the second-in-command.

When he received the appointment notice, Sun Jian's face turned pale. Although he had always been able to move around wherever he was needed before, this was the first time that new managers had appeared above him, apart from Brother Lu and Brother Han. This result came too quickly, and he couldn't accept it.

Although his salary and benefits remained the same, the essence of his life had changed, and he knew that.

He lost his boss's trust.

"...Brother Han, I really don't understand, I..." Sun Jian complained irritably, his eyes red.

"Ah Jian, come to my place. That place isn't suitable for you anymore." Keeping potential changes in mind is the right choice.

Will the boss agree?

"I will try my best." If he agreed immediately, Sun Jian would overthink it.

"Okay, Brother Han, I'll wait for your news."

Sun Jian's transfer order came a week later, which was also the time Zhou Han considered appropriate.

Upon receiving the transfer order, Sun Jian breathed a long sigh of relief. He had always thought he was very clever, but this time he had made a mistake because he was too shrewd. He knew this, so he decided to go with Brother Han. As long as Brother Han maintained his current position and was valued, his position would be secure.

Fu Le met with Han Ya, the new head of 'Shi Wei Tian'.

"This is your ring. Drip your blood and put it on." The scholarly-looking young man did not object and did as he was told.

As for the spatial ring, Boss Zhou had already told them that as long as they didn't betray him, he could stay at the company indefinitely. If they resigned, the ring would be taken back. However, if any secret was leaked, he would still be killed immediately. This was the boss's amazing method. The risk was huge, but he liked it.

He is ambitious and capable, but he lacks something, and he knows he will never have that. Therefore, he will never be the top leader or his own backer.

You won't find another boss in the whole world who has something as amazing as meson space, so quitting is impossible, absolutely impossible.

"You need to pick up the goods from Wang Li once a month. Wang Li will teach you how to use them. You are not allowed to expose yourself. If anything happens, bring the person over and I will handle it personally."

"yes."

The other people's spatial storage was transferred by Zhou Han. Inside were suits, watches, leather shoes, and woolen coats provided by Fu Le, three sets for each person, as well as pills to strengthen their foundation and nourish their vital energy.

At the end of each month, after deducting their income, Fu Le would prepare a monthly stipend for Zhou Han and the other six cultivators: ten spirit fruits, thirty Qi-strengthening pills, and one internal injury repair pill. The internal injury repair pill would not be replenished if not used.

Zou Zhiguo's call came in the evening, after Fu Le had finished his last class and was preparing to go home.

"Fu Le, do you still have that wine?" Zou Zhiguo's impatient voice came through the phone as soon as the call connected.

"have."

"I have an opportunity for advancement, and I need that." Since it was now a cooperative relationship, Zou Zhiguo stopped beating around the bush.

How much do you want?

"One thousand milliliters, in a high-grade jade bottle. I have two fine jade bottles here that I traded with someone."

"I'm on my way home now." As she spoke, Fu Le had already mounted her women's bicycle.

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

Not long after Fu Le arrived home, Zou Zhiguo arrived as well and saw his jade bottle. It was crystal clear with a bluish-green tint, made from scraps of material, and quite beautiful. On the surface, it looked good enough to hold wine.

"Not bad, right?" Zou Zhiguo said with a grin.

"Give it to me."

Fu Le carried the bottle upstairs, and when he came down, the bottle was full.

"This wine helps with sleep and health. I made it myself, and it's quite expensive, so don't just give it to anyone." Good things should be used in the right places.

"Understood. But, you really don't sell this wine to the public?" Zou Zhiguo recalled the taste of the wine he had drunk. It was truly delicious, light in flavor, but with a lingering fragrance that left a lasting impression.

"For whom?"

"Commander Zhan's dad is in the same situation as my dad, but even more serious. My dad used to be able to sleep for five or six hours, but his dad can barely sleep for two hours a day. He's almost at his end. He's begging and pleading everywhere, just hoping his dad can get a good night's sleep. He doesn't even think about getting treatment anymore."

"Why would he think of giving alcohol to an old man?" Everyone knows that gout patients should abstain from alcohol.

"Hehe, I was the one who persuaded him, saying that my dad could sleep through the night after drinking it. Commander Zhan tried it himself first and slept well, so he quickly gave it to his dad to try. It works, it works like crazy, hehe."

It's true that spirit wine can regulate the body of ordinary people, and its sleep-aiding effect is average, but it still has some effect on patients.

"Send him honey, and let him drink the wine himself." Wine is wine after all; it may help him sleep, but it's not good for gout.

"But it's too expensive..."

"Tell him the price. Also, tell him that if he buys it through you, it's half price, and the reason it's expensive is that half of it is medicine."

"good."

The right thing to do is to tie personal relationships to Zou Zhiguo.

Late December.

Fu Le finally met Lao Fu at the school gate.

Old Fu, whose dark forehead was so shiny it was practically reflecting light, looked like a black-faced god when he first arrived. But the moment he saw his daughter, his face broke into a wide grin, like a complete idiot.

"Girl, girl..." Old Fu, dressed in a sharp suit, stood beside a gray Xiali car. Next to him stood Old Yu, who had a receding hairline and looked very confident, clearly indicating that the project had been successful.

Old Yu is a very contradictory person. In his previous life, he was the one who helped Old Fu negotiate projects and found someone to advance the funds. Later, without Old Fu's permission, he also paid Old Fu's project funds to a supplier in advance for a small percentage of commission. It was from then on that Old Fu's advance payment ran into problems, which led to things getting out of control and ultimately resulting in losses.

Success and failure both depend on Xiao He.

“Dad.” Fu Le walked over.

Looking at his graceful daughter, Old Fu's eyes were filled with pride. "Old Yu, isn't my daughter beautiful? Haha, she's a top student at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, hahaha... If we're ever not feeling well, we won't even need to see a doctor, she'll be right here, hahahaha..."

Fu Le: What kind of talk is this?

Old Yu looked at Fu Le with a grin and said, "Brother Fu, you're so lucky! Not only are you capable, but your daughter is just as strong."

"Lele, this is Uncle Yu, Dad's work partner, and this is my daughter, Fu Le." Old Fu happily introduced them.

"Uncle Yu".

"Okay, okay, come on, girl, get in the car. Uncle Yu is treating us today. Let's go to Quanjude for a good meal."

The three got into the car and headed straight for Quanjude, the restaurant closest to the school.

At the dinner table, Lao Fu praised his daughter the whole time, and Lao Yu was also a big fan, showering her with compliments.

Fu Le remained expressionless. Old Fu was pleased and drank two ounces of wine. Fu Le then extended his hand, saying, "Give me your hand, I'll take your pulse."

"Oh dear, I almost forgot, hehe, my daughter is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor now, hehe... We won't need to see any other doctors for our health in the future." Old Fu tends to gesticulate wildly after drinking. Fu Le helplessly grabbed his left hand, examined it, and then grabbed his right hand.

Judging from her pulse, she's been staying up late quite a bit, but fortunately, her previous health regimen has prevented any serious damage.

He took two bottles out of his backpack, poured out two pills, one red and one white, and put them in Old Fu's mouth.

Old Fu, who was about to raise his glass: ...

What is this?

"Poison, swallow it." Fu Le said irritably.

Old Fu chuckled, calmly swallowed the medicine, and then took a sip of water to wash away the taste of the medicine in his mouth.

Poison it is, but since his daughter gave it to me, I have to take it.

"Lele, what medicine did you give your dad? Can you give some to Uncle Yu too? Or, can you take Uncle Yu's pulse as well?" Old Yu said with a smile.

"This medicine is for health maintenance, specifically formulated for my father's body. If Uncle Yu is feeling unwell, he should go to a proper hospital for a checkup. I'm still a novice." Fu Guang had a lukewarm attitude towards Old Yu, neither good nor bad.

"Hey, Lao Yu, don't be angry. My girl sometimes speaks without thinking. Come on, have a cup of tea. Thanks for the treat today."

"No, that's just how kids are. They all talk like that. My eldest son, on the other hand, has a really nasty way of speaking. You'll see when you see him..." Old Yu, who was initially a little embarrassed, quickly backed down.