64 Chapter 64 (Two in One)
◎Shopkeeper: Ten million, it's your blessing to ask the boss to cook for you! ◎
After finishing the medicinal meal, Yan Mingyue and Zhou Xing vomited while eating, and walked out of the house with pale faces, holding on to the wall.
When they met Lao Li's gaze in the car not far away, they both turned their heads away.
Facts have proved that it was not in vain for Lao Li to miss out on the benefits of Boss Ye’s meal.
Medicinal food is really unpalatable and the effect is not noticeable!
The waiting doctors rushed forward, drawing blood where necessary and measuring data where necessary.
"I don't have any other feelings." Yan Mingyue shook his head and sighed, unable to tell whether he was relieved or disappointed.
Ye Ping'an's food was his only hope. Not feeling anything meant that his body had not deteriorated to a certain extent, but he also could not experience the special effects of the medicinal food.
Zhou Xing had a strange expression on his face. "...It seems the side effects of my strange power have been somewhat suppressed?"
"Win!" Zhou Xing drew blood with his left hand and tapped his phone screen with his right hand to play a card. He happily played a round of mahjong. "Why are you looking at me? It's so hard for old people to find a hobby! I only played one round today. I really don't have a mahjong addiction."
Yan Mingyue: ...
The side effect of judging the ghost's twisted personality when not in combat is actually based on the strength of his mahjong addiction...?
Zhou Xing turned off his phone and took the test documents. "Hmm, I don't see any obvious changes in my body. You can take the activity-enhancing drug developed by Doctor Feng first... Let's go, Xiaoyan. We've been transferred to form a new action team, and I haven't met the team members yet."
Passing Old Li, Zhou Xing patted her. "Don't look at me. Even if you look at me, I can't conjure up your Captain Hu for you. Hu Tu just woke up in Zhoukou, so it's a good time to recuperate before choosing a new creature. During this time, you'll have to look after the logistics in Jiang City."
Old Li: ...
The General Administration had just issued a transfer order to form a new mobile action team with Ye Ping'an as the main force. Those transferred from Jiang City were reserve investigators who performed well in the new batches of operations - people who had more contact with and were more familiar with Ye Ping'an.
Naturally, newcomers in the assault team cannot play much use, but with Ye Ping'an's special abilities, a teammate who can smoothly understand her purpose and whom she trusts completely is much more important than having strong abilities.
...Even though Ye Pingan, the absolute core of the team, didn't know about the existence of this team.
Of course, it is impossible for a newcomer who has not even taken off the reserve title to participate in the operation directly.
The strange event they were planning to ask Ye Pingan to collaborate on was still being carefully selected. They couldn't be too weak, nor too dangerous to be completely clueless. Before they were selected, Jiang City would organize additional training for the new recruits.
Xia Zihan had just completed the assessment and became a reserve investigator a few days ago. He was still on duty outside the Xile Hotel with Yao Qing when he received a transfer order.
"Ah? A new member of the Mobile Action Team, me? Could it be that Stepping into the Extraordinary finally discovered my special talent... Hello, reserve investigator Xia Zihan reporting for duty!"
Pushing the door open, I see the simple temporary office:
On the left, an old lady with curly white hair was playing cards. On the right, Bai Xuan was holding a hedgehog, trying to get Bai Xian to show her the answers to the test paper. In front of them stood training equipment that was several times more difficult than the ones she had taken the test. Yao Qing was training hard, sweating profusely...
The only one who looked like a normal person, Yan Mingyue, waved to her and handed her a document.
Could it be the salary package of the new team?
Xia Zihan looked down:
"Guiding you on how to draft a suicide note from a legal perspective."
The newly graduated student’s face was filled with clear stupidity: Huh?
Yan Mingyue looked at him and laughed, "Don't be nervous. Before your first mission, you have to write a suicide note. Get used to it and think about how to write it during training. Jiang City and Huaxi have been relatively peaceful recently. After you and Yao Qing have extra training, I will arrange for you to go on a few missions to other nearby bureaus. If you fail the assessment for low-level missions, you can only explore the periphery with the team."
Xia Zihan had a vague feeling that this action team would be of high standard, but he was still confused. "Well... since I don't have any special talents, why did they choose me?"
Teacher, my son Zihan just passed the exam and got a job as a civil servant. He only needs to explore the outside world. There is no need to take a blank slate newbie to the high-end battlefield, right?
Yan Mingyue patted her shoulder and said, "The main purpose of our team is to cooperate with Boss Ye."
Xia Zihan suddenly realized: "I will work hard to pass!"
Are you kidding? With Boss Ye’s strange incident, it’s much safer to go in with her than to stay on the periphery!
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Yan Mingyue and his group became busy, and the Xile Hotel was also very busy.
Cheng Yi was running between the tables and chairs, busy delivering meals. The sunlight gradually slanted, and the evening breeze blew through the food street, bringing with it the aroma of the snack stalls at the corner of the street.
At eight o'clock, Xile Hotel hung up the closing sign on time.
When going out for a walk in the evening, diners who missed the meal had no choice but to follow the smell to the street.
"Roasted pig's trotters! Roasted brains! Roasted lamb kebabs!"
"Ice-cold mung bean soup and pear and white fungus soup, please~"
"Red oil wontons, fragrant red oil wontons!"
“…”
I know that Xile Restaurant is open for a maximum of eight hours a day. Whenever it closes, the greetings at the street corner become much louder.
I heard that a thief broke into the Xile Restaurant and was beaten half to death and thrown out. None of the snack stall owners dared to have any bad ideas.
The owner of Xile Restaurant changes the menu quickly, so most people just pay more for dining in the restaurant. After Xile Restaurant stops serving a certain dish, they will follow suit and add it to the menu. As for how many customers the new dishes attract, it all depends on the chef's skills.
"Oh, the food at Xile Restaurant is still the best. I just don't know when the boss will put this on the menu again..."
——What makes all stall owners depressed is that they always hear this kind of sigh.
But they are also looking forward to it: What new products will Xile Hotel come up with next?
Although they lack the luxury and high-end craftsmanship of a large restaurant, these dishes are just everyday dishes. But the young boss Ye is the one who makes them so delicious that people can't forget them.
Not only are diners looking forward to it, but other restaurants on the food street are also quietly following the developments of Xile Hotel.
At the end of the day at Xile Restaurant, people would casually pass by. Sometimes you could smell the aroma of braised food, sometimes the aroma of barbecue sauce, but today...
A piece of news spread from the end of the street to the stall at the entrance, and it immediately caused an uproar.
"What? Boss Ye customized a gold pot?!"
"Could it be a golden pot and silver spatula? But isn't that what you use to make medicine? Oh my God, what kind of exotic dish are they trying to make? I can't believe it."
"That's not right. What's wrong with Boss Ye?"
The food stall owners sighed and lamented, no one could understand what had happened. After all, the truth was a little different from what they saw.
After waiting for the express delivery and Ye Ping'an was free, Xile Restaurant had just closed when Tu Shansui came to the door with the gift that had finally been delivered.
"Tushan? What's wrong?"
Ye Ping'an's eyes drifted straight behind him, and when he didn't see the fox, he regretfully withdrew his gaze.
As soon as he took it back, Ye Ping'an's eyes were glued to Tu Shansui's hand and he couldn't move them away.
Basin! What a shining golden basin!
It was somewhat similar to the gilded cat food bowl she had exchanged for two dollars, but instead of a lotus pattern, it had intricate patterns of fortune and luck, with bats and gourds wrapped around the outer wall. It had two handles and a thick bottom, and looked more like an exquisite small pot than a bowl.
A red silk ribbon was tied around the pot, forming a large old-fashioned flower, which made the delicate and brilliant pot look rustic.
Tu Shansui caught a glimpse of Ye Ping'an from the corner of his eye.
A box was dragged out from the lobby, and polishing cloth, disinfectant and glittering gold coins were placed together. It was obvious that Ye Ping'an had been counting money before he came.
Compared with the handfuls of gold coins in the box, the basin in my hand seemed a little small.
Fortunately, I didn’t listen to the assistant’s suggestion to buy a gold bowl, but instead customized a bigger one.
Tu Shansui suppressed his disordered heartbeat, his face calm as he held the pot and handed it to her: "A gift."
He pursed his lips and said, "Compared to the gold coins, it's a little less..."
"Is it for me?" Ye Ping'an's eyes lit up and he interrupted hurriedly.
Ye Ping'an immediately found the red silk flowers pleasing to his eyes.
What's so unfashionable about it? It's more down-to-earth. The most vulgar is the most elegant!
Ye Ping'an touched the golden pot eagerly, knocking and shaking it gently.
——It’s really gold!
Who has too much gold? If it weren't so inconvenient, she would have wanted to replace the second floor tiles with gold!
but……
She looked at Tu Shan Sui in confusion, "Is the fox injured? Is this a gift to thank me for saving the fox? No, I touched it yesterday, and my beloved concubine jumped out on her own, she's not injured."
The assistant was following not far away and almost choked to death when he heard it.
Touch... Is this something he can hear?
Tu Shansui's ears felt slightly hot as he corrected her, "It's a gift for visiting a friend."
Ye Ping'an looked at it carefully and had a vague impression. "Is this a cultural and creative peripheral designed by Zhoukou or some museum? You brought me a gift on a business trip, what a considerate person. I won't take it for nothing, so I'll top up your card to cover your meal expenses. Have you eaten yet?"
Tu Shansui insisted, "A gift. Not money for the meal."
"Okay, then I'll also give my beloved a meal card. Just consider it a gift to welcome the fox back." Ye Ping'an didn't dwell on this issue and took the golden pot with rapid speed.
"Of course, if the fox insists on a gift in return, I won't refuse. For example...a fox felt would be great, I think."
Ye Ping'an's true intentions became clear. "When will the fox come home? It's not good for the little animal to be running around all the time. I suggest you send it to my house so I can examine it carefully. I can foster it in my shop, and I will definitely feed it properly!"
Tu Shansui was silent for a moment, then seriously retorted, "...foxes don't shed their fur. Foxes don't suffer from health problems."
Although he failed to fool people, Ye Pingan was not discouraged. He waved his hand and said, "Tushan, have you eaten? New customers can get a 99% discount on their first order. Since you gave me face last time, I'll give you another 99% discount!"
assistant:……
10% off twice, 10% off isn't that much of a difference, right? Is it necessary to use such a heartbreaking tone of sacrifice?
The store has closed, and a boss and an employee are about to have dinner. The faint aroma of food still lingers in the store.
Tu Shansui paused for a moment, then stepped inside and said, "Thank you."
Ye Pingan looked back and said, "There are not many dishes left. I'll make some more..."
My mom’s pig’s trotter soup was sold out by the evening, and only a little bit was left, just enough for two people to drink.
Tu Shansui glanced at the soup pot on the table and said, "I don't need to eat meat."
"No appetite in the summer?" Ye Pingan put down the plate with a thud. "Here, this is some freshly made cold shredded vegetables. It's appetizing and refreshing."
Red carrots, emerald green cucumber shreds, and transparent dragon beard vermicelli that has been rinsed in ice water and is crispy and elastic, when mixed together, it is bright and quite attractive.
Tu Shansui sat next to Ye Ping'an quite naturally, lowered his head, and a stimulating smell he had never smelled before rushed up his nose to the top of his head.
“A-choo!”
Tu Shan Sui covered his face with his sleeves. When he looked up, the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red. His white hair was slightly messy and scattered softly, looking very good to the touch.
They say pets become more like their owners over time. Why does Tu Shansui look more and more like a fox?
Ye Pingan looked away, "Ahem, can't accept mustard? I'll change it for you--"
"I can." Tu Shansui insisted.
It’s just a strange smell, there’s no way Tushan can’t do it!
Tu Shansui picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and placed it in the small bowl, his face serious and tense, as if he was going to the battlefield.
The shredded vegetables are cool and fresh with a hint of sweetness. When poured with vinegar, they become sweet and sour.
But more obviously...
It was so spicy that my tongue, seemingly completely numb from its long sleep, was suddenly awakened by the spiciness. The unique spiciness didn't affect my throat, but instead rushed straight into my nose, nearly bringing tears to my eyes.
A chopstickful of three-shredded cold salad, and she couldn't finish it even after three or four mouthfuls. With one bite, Tu Shansui's snow-white skin flushed. She pressed on for a second bite, tears welling up in her eyes. By the third, sweat had already dampened her temples, leaving them feeling a bit fuzzy.
Like an iceberg with half of its shell melted, it is both pitiful and funny.
Ye Ping'an held back his laughter and watched for a while, but his conscience towards the customers still prevailed.
She changed the plate and said, "Don't just eat this, try some salad tomatoes."
When Tu Shansui saw the red plate, his face turned stiff.
The chili oil on the table is red, the cold-mixed shredded vegetables are spicy, so the cold-mixed tomatoes... wouldn't be spicy too, right?
Tu Shan Sui sniffed it slightly and didn't smell any spiciness. He picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and his eyes lit up slightly.
Sweet.
He tilted his head to look at Ye Ping'an who was eating his rice slurpingly. Ye Ping'an was eating as fast as he did the last time he saw him. He squinted his eyes in satisfaction, smiled brightly, and ate with relish.
The warm yellow light from the restaurant lobby fell on the tips of her hair, like a warm golden halo.
If you haven't eaten for a long time, it's easy to feel full.
After the strange resurgence, every time I woke up, I was rushing to a new restricted area. Eating was unnecessary and irrelevant. Compared to preventing the restricted area, everything else was a waste of time.
Tu Shansui only tasted the two dishes briefly.
But for the second dish, watching Ye Ping'an eat, he unknowingly ate several spoonfuls.
The strange yet familiar taste finally came together into two words: "delicious."
Cheng Yi noticed the look in the new customer's eyes and deliberately put down the bowl heavily, squeezing in between the two of them, "Boss, I'm done! Let me collect the bowl."
Why are you looking at this without eating? How can you offend the boss like this!
This man is more handsome than the half of Zheng Xin's face that was enhanced with "divine power", and he also gave the boss the gold that he likes. Maybe he is also a bad guy who wants to harm the boss!
Ye Ping'an wiped his mouth and took out some homemade milk bean shaved ice. "You don't eat much, so dinner plus dessert is ten yuan. Scan the code or pay in cash?"
Tu Shansui touched his pocket and paused.
Ye Pingan was suspicious, "Don't have any money? Scanning the code will do."
Tu Shansui pursed his lips and said, "No."
Ye Pingan:?
Are there still people who go out without cash or online banking on their phones? What a joke.
Ye Ping'an waved his hand and said, "Forget it if you didn't bring it. I'll deduct it from your meal card."
"That's a gift." Tu Shansui emphasized.
"Then there's nothing we can do. Either you stay and work to pay off the debt, or you bring the money, or..." Ye Ping'an rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand, "Let me touch it."
Wh-what?
Tu Shansui's eyes trembled, and a thin blush appeared under his red eye sockets. He looked at her in a daze.
Ye Pingan looked back frankly, "What's wrong?"
I've even let her touch my tail, so it seems, it seems that it's not impossible...
Tu Shansui lowered his head and moved closer to Ye Ping'an's palm.
Tremors rippled through his scalp, like a tingling sensation, or the pounding of blood. Tu Shansui felt dizzy and almost collapsed, unable to move.
Ye Ping'an's fingers immediately sank into the scattered hair, which was silky and soft, and 100% similar to the fluffy fur of a white fox...
The white fur is as nice to touch as it looks.
Wait, why is she touching customers? It's not right that the customers brought it to her door!
Ye Pingan raised his hand with great pain, and said righteously, "What are you doing? I am doing a legitimate business. I am asking you to pet the fox!"
A few seconds after the temperature on his head subsided, Tu Shansui came to his senses and heard Ye Ping'an's voice.
Tu Shansui: ...
Tushan Sui seemed to have turned into a statue, the kind that would shatter to pieces if the wind blew.
The blush on Tu Shansui's face faded. He held down his fox ears that were about to pop out, stood up stiffly, put down his phone and left. "Pay with your phone. Goodbye."
The assistant trotted into the store, "Boss Ye! How much does our consultant owe? I'm here to settle the bill."
Alas, if it weren't for the hassle of binding the encrypted ID number to online banking, it wouldn't have been so embarrassing for the consultant.
"Chenghui, nine dollars and eighty." Ye Ping'an threw the phone to him and asked, "Did you see the fox? Did you come back together?"
The assistant wiped the sweat off his face.
I did. Not only did I meet him, but it was the first time I met a consultant who everyone unanimously considered cold as ice and worthless. But can I say that? No way!
The assistant laughed dryly, "redeemed" the phone and ran away.
Ye Pingan sighed, "The cat is gone, and the fox is not touched... It's so hard to suck the fur."
The dishwashers at the Xile Hotel diligently began to work, and the robot vacuums and mops diligently wiped every tile thoroughly. As night fell, the lobby gradually quieted down.
Ye Ping'an was watching a fluffy video while watching Cheng Yi clean the triangular storage room under the stairs. He took out a few bills and stuffed them into her pocket. "Okay, this will be your rest area from now on. Remember to keep the door closed. I'll give you the bonus from last night's sales. I'll give you a day off before business opens tomorrow. Go buy whatever you want."
The storage room under the stairs was previously used to store jars of sauce, but the temperature was not suitable in the summer, so Ye Ping'an moved them all to the storage room upstairs.
There was only one employee left in the store, and the room was just enough for her to use as a dormitory.
After settling Cheng Yi down, Ye Ping'an yawned and went upstairs to sleep.
Cheng Yi watched her back disappear without blinking and walked into the empty stairwell.
Several layers of tarpaulin and sackcloth were laid on the floor to keep out moisture. The van seats, taken out of the van, were laid flat to create a small bed. Adding the oblate plush toys that Ye Ping'an had picked out, he also had a pillow.
It was simple, but much more comfortable than the bed she had at home.
When she was sent to the Xile Hotel, Cheng Yi only brought the things that the messenger of God asked her to give to Zheng Xin, and only one set of clothes.
"I have a bed." Cheng Yi touched the small bed cherishingly, opened the pocket of his clothes, and took out a brand new communicator.
After seeing the boss destroy a piece of divine land with his own eyes last night, Cheng Yi guessed that someone would come, but he didn't expect them to come so soon.
Cheng Yi put aside the communicator with the unread messages on it and took out a photo from the compartment.
"May your mercy be upon me, may you protect me, may you ultimately destroy all evil."
Cheng Yi once hated her parents' frantic prayers, but at this moment, she prayed devoutly, hoping that the "divine power" would be ended.
If there really is a god, it should be the boss.
The contact person came with a photo of the boss, and Cheng Yi specifically asked for the photo.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but with the boss’s photo, I’m not so nervous at night.
After meticulously praying, Cheng Yi carefully put the photo away before looking at the communicator.
According to the person who contacted her, the person over there was a powerful divine messenger, "Tai Sui", newly appointed by the True Spirit Society.
Cheng Yi stared at the communicator with disgust and clicked on the message.
Tai Sui: [What did Ye Ping'an do when he took you to Zhoukou yesterday?]
Cheng Yi was busy with work and hadn't replied yet. The envoy had probably grown impatient and had just sent a new message.
Tai Sui: [No matter what you do, you just need to bring her out.]
Cheng Yi typed slowly: [My Lord, I'm just a handyman. The boss won't listen to me.]
The most aggrieved words, expressed in the most straightforward rejection.
Tai Sui's eyelids twitched as he looked at the message that popped up.
Tai Sui: [Why are you replying now? What are you doing?]
The layout of the previous strange events was cracked, and Bai Lu, who was later sent to rebuild, was captured, and the Zhenling Society in Jiang City was almost wiped out.
Bai Lu was incompetent. He had exposed all the bases in Jiang City. Some were unconscious and some were captured. Otherwise, there would be no one available to arrange the mission, so he could only contact a little girl who was not even a formal member.
Just arranging for people to re-activate the contact, the investigators who were keeping an eye on the Happy Hotel arrested a group of people. It was hard for Tai Sui not to suspect that the Happy Hotel itself was a bait, and Cheng Yi had already defected to the investigation bureau.
Cheng Yi: [Pray.]
Tai Sui's suspicion suddenly decreased by half.
Although weak, he is still quite pious.
Tai Sui: [Offering a sacrifice to the gods is the greatest honor for me and you. Ye Ping'an has repeatedly disturbed the gods and is destined to become the best sacrifice. You have been in the Xile Hotel for so long. If you can find a way to obtain her for the gods, you will gain the power bestowed by the gods.]
The gods' descent in Lin Province failed, and the plan to strike at the guild was not implemented. However, the ghost-suppressing stele was not activated, so the gods' descent failed, which became a considerable problem.
Even more puzzling was the information gathered from the investigation: Pu Cun, who presided over the sacrifice, did not seem to have gained divine power, nor did he die as a sacrifice. No one had ever seen Pu Cun alive, so this could only be a point of doubt.
Tai Sui had no idea what happened at Zhoukou.
But the president seemed to have received some revelation and confirmed that Ye Ping'an must be taken to the restricted area. To this end, he even allowed him to transfer people at will, as long as he could bypass the investigation bureau and take Ye Ping'an away.
Considering the string of strange events that had occurred in Jiang City before, Ye Ping'an was at most a C-rank Ghost Bender secretly trained by the Investigation Bureau. Perhaps with his special abilities and exceptionally strong spirit, he could soon become a new B-rank Ghost Bender?
That would be perfect as a sacrifice.
Tai Sui swallowed silently.
Tai Sui patiently advised: "Your parents don't allow you to study, right? Everyone who joins the guild is a brother or sister, and we can help you. Just think about it. With the power bestowed by the gods and the support of the guild, you'll become the envy of everyone... All you need to do is use your brain and take Ye Ping'an away."
Cheng Yi's face was gloomy, and he looked at the communicator coldly, "The gods' messengers are still so disgusting."
After a while, Cheng Yi typed: [I have an idea. She might be able to go to the designated location by herself. But...]
Tai Sui: [Trust your brothers and sisters. The power they bring is beyond your imagination. Don't worry about anything.]
Cheng Yi: [The boss loves money. Just tell her that someone hired her to host a banquet and you can invite her. But, but it will cost a lot of money.]
Tai Sui nodded secretly.
Only someone who truly understands Ye Ping'an can come up with a good idea.
A lot of money? What an ignorant girl. How broad can the vision of a shop owner in a remote suburb be, and how much money can he ask for?
Tai Sui sneered: [You can have as much as you want.]
Cheng Yi: [Really? But the boss is really expensive. I think, 10 million?]
Tai Sui was silent.
Ten million? ? ? That’s a huge price to pay!
Cheng Yi typed cautiously: [No, not that much? I didn't know the club was so poor.]
Tai Sui was choked and his eyes went dark.
How did Bai Lu teach this girl? Can she speak? No wonder Bai Lu didn't notify her when he retreated. It's really annoying.
Even though I have money, I can't spend it like this!
During the meeting, you can develop downlines, set up a base, and find sacrifices for monsters... Which one doesn't require money?
Tai Sui gritted his teeth: [Is her food made of gold? Don't talk nonsense.]
Cheng Yi threw away the communicator, angrily saying, "Everyone says the boss's food is delicious! It's tasteless! You're lucky to have the boss cook for you!"
Cheng Yi took a deep breath to calm down and continued typing: [So... that five million? It's too little, the boss really doesn't like it. The boss rarely accepts outsiders. I spent a lot of money to hire the boss out before.]
Tai Sui: ...
Is she crazy?
Cheng Yi waited for a long time, but received no reply: "One million, Lord Divine Envoy, I'm not lying to you, it really can't be any less. Even one million might not be enough to hire the boss, I can only try my best to persuade her... The boss just received the final payment of one million this morning. Although I don't have a salary, I heard that the daily turnover can reach tens of thousands."
Tai Sui endured it again and again: "One million is one million. Tell her it's a 'wedding banquet'. I'll let you know the details once I've made the arrangements."
Cheng Yi hesitated: "Okay, I will definitely work hard for the gods. But... Lord God's Messenger, you have to give me another thousand yuan."
Tai Sui could no longer bear it: [What happened again? ]
Cheng Yiwei said aggrievedly: "I should pay the apprenticeship fee of one thousand yuan per month, otherwise I will be kicked out."
Tai Sui: ???
Tai Sui: [You guys have to pay to work in a store?]
Cheng Yi: [Yes, Divine Envoy Zheng cried and begged for money, and begged the boss for a long time before he brought us in.]
Tai Sui: ...a bunch of losers met Zhou Paopi.
Wasn't this little girl crazy, or was it Ye Ping'an who dared to ask for such a high price? Was there such a person in the Investigation Bureau?
Tai Sui replied dryly: [I'll give you the deposit of one thousand and one hundred thousand first. Try your best to get it.]
The next morning, as soon as Ye Ping'an came downstairs, he saw Cheng Yi looking at him with shining eyes.
"Boss! The windows have been cleaned, the tables have been cleaned, and the dishes have been brought in..."
It was rare for Ye Ping'an to see her so motivated. "Yeah, great."
"Also, I got an order for the boss. It's one million for a banquet~" Cheng Yi puffed out her chest proudly.
Ye Ping'an's eyes lit up and he patted his shoulder, "Really? Sure, Xiao Cheng!"
【Author’s words】
Small Theater:
Xiao Cheng: Hehe, boss, I’m giving you the money I cheated from the Zhenling Society.
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