Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier also remained silent for a moment, clearly weighing the pros and cons.
After a while, Ling Qingxue slowly said, "Yes. However, there are three points that need to be made clear:
First, we have the right to refuse;
Second, you must not probe into our basic privacy;
Third, the reward must primarily consist of cultivation resources.
Night Enchantress added, "And another thing! Don't try to fool us with junk! We want real, good stuff!"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhou smiled sincerely and said, "Of course! Please rest assured, our sincerity is more than enough! We can discuss the specific details later."
He took out an ordinary-looking black cell phone and handed it to Zhang Shaozhong: "There is only one encrypted number in here. If we have a suitable commission or important intelligence, we will contact you through this. You can also contact us through this if needed."
Things went more smoothly than expected.
Having reached a preliminary agreement on cooperation and acquired a potentially useful intelligence channel, Zhang Shaozhong felt much more relaxed.
Leaving the teahouse and returning to the car, Ye Meier fiddled with the black phone, clicking her tongue and saying, "I didn't expect this, we're... registered now? Does that mean we're officially employed?"
Zhang Shaozhong was both amused and exasperated: "Big sister, this is called cooperation, do you understand cooperation?"
Ling Qingxue looked out the window and said calmly, "Good fortune may be a harbinger of misfortune, and misfortune may be a harbinger of good fortune. By leveraging this power, we may be able to maintain our safety for the time being and acquire resources. But we must also be careful not to get too deeply involved."
Zhang Shao nodded to indicate that he understood.
It's like walking a tightrope; you have to be careful.
However, in any case, with this cooperative channel, the avenues for making money and acquiring resources have been broadened, and there is more confidence in dealing with the threat of the Siamese Ghost King.
"Let's go home!" Zhang Shaozhong started the car. "Let's seize the time to cultivate! Strength is the only true measure of success!"
He stepped on the gas, and the car merged into the traffic.
The city's hustle and bustle remained, but Zhang Shaozhong knew that from today onwards, their little "trio" had officially stepped into a deeper level of this world.
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