When Tang Jiajia arrived at Zhu San's residence, she saw a dilapidated courtyard. Inside, there wasn't a single decent piece of furniture. His socks were torn, his hair was so long it looked like it hadn't been cut in six months, and his obese body looked unusually greasy. A foul odor made her hold back and endure it.
Zhu San waved his fan and sized up the girl in front of him: "Are you Brother Guo's woman?"
"Mmm," Tang Jiajia replied softly.
“I heard he was hospitalized, but I was short of money and didn’t have any, so I didn’t go to see him.”
How is his recovery going? When will he be discharged from the hospital? Zhu San asked with concern, but he was secretly plotting something else.
For example, if he could have the chance to kiss the girl in front of him, he would be willing to die right now.
"You'll have to stay in the hospital for a few more days and won't be out for a while." Tang Jiajia didn't miss the calculation in his eyes. Clearly, this Zhu San didn't have a life-or-death relationship with Guo Chenpi; they were just business partners now.
"Oh, so what brings you here?" Zhu San stroked his long mustache. They hadn't worked together for over half a year. He was short of money, and what did he need most right now? Money, of course. The woman in front of him was the best, but he needed to be alive to enjoy her. He'd rather see what business opportunities he could make first.
Tang Jiajia walked around the room and said, "I have a big deal to discuss with you. If it goes through, you'll get at least this much." She spread her palms out, leaving two fingers visible.
"Two hundred yuan is too little, not even enough for me to gamble for a few days," Zhu San said, shaking his head.
"What do you mean two hundred? If you do a good job, you'll get at least two thousand yuan. We estimate they have a lot of money, possibly tens of thousands of yuan. But if you succeed in this case, you'd better be prepared to flee! It's impossible for them to show their faces in Kyushu City for two years."
Zhu San's eyes darted around. This was such a huge sum of money, how serious was this matter? Could it be something that could cost him his head?
"What do you want me to do?"
"Get the secret recipe, money is secondary. If you can get your hands on both, then any extra money is yours." Tang Jiajia threw out the bait, waiting for the fish to take the bait.
"Is this really true?" Zhu San desperately needed money to pay off his gambling debts. With money, everything was easy; without money, even eating every day would be a problem.
"Of course it's true, but this time it's a big deal. You can't do it alone; you'll need to find a few more people." Tang Jiajia's initial plan was to poison those people, but then she thought again, what good would it do her if they died? It would be better to get the secret formula and the money. As for whether or not to take their lives, she'd deal with that later.
"As for manpower, I do have a few reliable people, but if you want to do this kind of business, you have to pay a settlement fee. That way, if anything happens, they can work for you with peace of mind." Zhu San's beard trembled as he spoke. He would deduct at least half of the money if he got his hands on it.
"How much resettlement allowance do you need?" Tang Jiajia frowned slightly, as she didn't have much money left, only a little over six thousand yuan.
"One thousand per person, that's four people, which is four thousand yuan. Plus my share, you can give me six thousand yuan." Zhu San casually mentioned a huge sum. If Guo Chenpi had approached him about this, he wouldn't have dared to ask for such an exorbitant amount.
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