The following day, in the lobby of the Dream Tower.
Wearing sunglasses, Jiang Haitian lay on a rocking chair, enjoying being served breakfast by his sons on either side.
Seeing this, Fu Yanchao, who was sitting opposite and talking incessantly, couldn't help but twitch his cheek slightly.
After a long while, Jiang Haitian rinsed his mouth with the finest bird's nest, wiped his mouth with a silk cloth, and stood up, saying, "You're the CEO, right? I have no interest in what you just mentioned. Please leave."
Fu Yanchao: "Are you really not going to reconsider?"
"What are you considering?"
"As long as you join my Eagle King Fortress and serve Her Majesty the Empress, I will definitely give you unexpected benefits."
"Anyone can make empty promises, but I have a real one here, so you don't need to make any promises for me."
As Jiang Haitian spoke, he opened a birdcage.
Suddenly, a Celestial Spirit Bird appeared before Fu Yanchao and the others.
Fu Yanchao's eyes lit up upon seeing this. This was a rare and precious spirit beast. If it were nurtured for more than ten years, it would surely become a creature no less powerful than the Golden-Eyed Eagle.
However, the next second, he exploded on the spot...
Jiang Haitian simply opened the cage, grabbed the spirit bird, and handed it to a small kalami: "Useless thing, tell the kitchen to take it to make soup."
Tell him I have high blood pressure lately, and please don't add white sugar; just add about two pounds of shaved ice.
"Yes, Father!"
Clapping~
Fu Yanchao's knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists.
For the first time, he truly realized that he was the poor guy, while the person in front of him was the one who was rich and powerful.
You're using the Heavenly Sparrow to make soup, and you're putting in snow sugar that costs 100 spirit stones per ounce, even if you're just adding it by the pound?
Damn, my defenses are breached!
People with money would rather hide it than flaunt it.
You're so eager for all the heavens and the myriad worlds to know?
Just as he was hesitating, Jiang Haitian took out a cigar and tossed it to Fu Yanchao.
"If there's nothing else, Chief, I think you can go back now."
Fu Yanchao snorted, grabbed a cigar, and leaned forward, saying, "Brother Jiang, I won't beat around the bush with you anymore. Let me tell you the truth."
For nearly a year, I, Fu Yanchao, have been squeezed out of my mind and made to look like a ghost. Ever since that Lin Xian'er, who appeared out of nowhere, was favored by the Empress,
My life is getting worse every day. Every time I go to the palace to see the Empress, I'm either beaten or scolded; she never gives me a kind look.
Sigh, I don't know if you understand how I feel.
Jiang Haitian sat down at the coffee table, picked up a cup of freshly brewed premium innate tea, and poured it directly onto the potted fire god flower next to him.
"You actually wasted such a top-grade innate tea that costs nine hundred spirit stones per ounce?"
Fu Yanchao tried his best to remain calm, took a deep breath, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "So, Brother Jiang, I sincerely invite you to come out of seclusion and lend a hand."
"If you take Heavenly Demon Valley back from Lin Xian'er, I'll guarantee you a city lord position, how about that?"
Jiang Haitian sneered: "Chief, look at me now, what's the difference between me and a city lord?"
I went to great lengths to help you conquer the Heavenly Demon Valley, only to find we're still stuck in the same place? That just doesn't make sense.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchao immediately replied, "Alright, brother, just let me know what you need. As long as it's within my power, I'll definitely help you."
If you give in, we can definitely negotiate terms.
"Ouch—"
Jiang Haitian scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Isn't this putting me in a difficult position? I really can't think of anything else I'm lacking right now."
After pondering for a while, he suddenly said, "Chief, could I ask for the same official rank as you?"
"Hehe, Brother Jiang, you really know how to joke."
Fu Yanchao gave a forced smile, and a hint of gloom crept into his eyes as he looked at Jiang Haitian.
"No joke, the CEO should know that I don't have many other skills, but I have a lot of money."
If money can solve a problem, then it's not a problem; if money can't solve a problem...
"Then I absolutely will not participate, do you understand what I mean, Commander?"
"I can't give you the position of Chief, but the Demon Breath Palace is short of an honorary elder."
"I played with this kind of common stuff years ago. Can't you come up with something more meaningful? Like this passenger seat, how about considering me?"
"You want to be the deputy head?" Fu Yanchao laughed. "Do you think it's so easy to be the deputy head of the Demon Breath Palace?"
"Then forget about that. I'm just asking you, can you get me this official title?"
"It's possible, but it would cost a lot of money if you did it this way."
"Hahaha, Commander-in-Chief, are you underestimating my strength, Jiang Haitian?"
Fu Yanchao smiled: "Alright, two million spirit stones, I'll give it a try for you."
He just said it casually.
Jiang Haitian unexpectedly handed him a five million spirit stone card: "Fine, you'd better do me a favor."
"I need the deputy sergeant's appointment letter within three days. If you can't, don't bother coming to see me. Consider this five million as your coffin money."
Fu Yanchao trembled with anger, but holding the card in his hand, which contained five million spirit stones, his mood instantly calmed down.
"Alright, Brother Jiang, you just wait here for my good news."
I will definitely send you the appointment document for the deputy sergeant within three days.
Brother, go ahead with your business. I'll go to the Demon Breath Palace to put in a good word for you.
"Won't the Chief have something else to eat?"
"I'm not eating anymore."
"What, you prepared it but aren't going to eat it? Are you not going to give me, Jiang Haitian, any face?"
"Oh well……"
Soon, Fu Yanchao sat down and shared a sumptuous and unforgettable breakfast with Jiang Haitian.
Jiang Haitian watched Fu Yanchao leave Dream Tower with a burp, a hint of disdain on his lips. He then adjusted his sunglasses and continued to enjoy his emperor-like treatment.
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