“I…I just wanted to prove my resolve,” Shen Yurong repeated.
His attitude was very sincere.
Shen Fu silently scrutinized him, his expression complex.
After a while, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed.
“Sorry, I need to take back what I just said…” he laughed, “…Perhaps you are much smarter than Zhong Yan.”
Shen Yurong's eyes were blank.
For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether Shen Fu was praising himself or criticizing himself.
He asked uncertainly, "Then... are you still willing to forgive me?"
"Never mind." Shen Fu handed the phone back to him and replied calmly, "She locked me up for 6 years, and I paid her back for 12 years. If you really think about it, I don't think I lost out too much."
"That's it," Shen Fu suddenly added, "...but this alone is far from enough."
Shen Yurong understood the subtext in his words.
He stated decisively, "Tell me what you need me to do. I'll do anything I can!"
“Wanwan’s shop can’t find a suitable person for the time being, so you have to keep going,” Shen Fu said. “If you’re unlucky, you might have to do it for the rest of your life.”
As for when this so-called "luck" will be good, it all depends on Shen Fu's mood.
Shen Yurong had no suspicions.
He patted his chest and assured them, "Okay, I'm willing to do it!"
"The monthly salary is 1500, meals included but accommodation not included..."
"Huh?" This time, Shen Yurong was stunned: "Didn't we agree last time that it would be raised to 1650?"
How come my salary has decreased by 100 instead of increasing in just a few days?
"What? You don't want to do it?" Shen Fu, unusually merciful, said, "You don't have to do it if you don't want to. I've never liked forcing people..."
"No, no, no, I'll do it, I'll do it, okay..." Shen Yurong said with a distressed expression.
He had just felt indebted, but Shen Fu really is a skinflint.
They are not short of money, nor are they short of wits.
But it's incredibly, incredibly unethical!!!
...
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