"I don’t think that’s very likely," Xiao’ou again began tactfully, "Miss, if Captain Yin really runs away, we won’t be able to proceed with our plan. What then?"
"Let’s wait for now, I’ll give her some time. If she doesn’t contact us for a long time, it’s certain she has fled." A Yin Li didn’t pose a threat to her; whether Yin Li stayed or left made no difference to her.
Xu Xuezi wanted to say more but stopped when she saw Men Chao entering from outside. He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her neck, "Darling, you’re back."
Although Men Chao’s appearance was somewhat cold, he could be quite affectionate when the mood struck him. Honestly speaking, she was starting to man.
He wasn’t much for words, preferring to work quietly.
Men Chao didn’t move or respond.
Xu Xuezi was used to his cold demeanor, "Did Grandpa send for you to discuss Gu Yecheng?"
At the wedding banquet, they had failed to make Gu Yecheng fall ill, so naturally they couldn’t revoke his inheritance rights. Having failed last time, there would surely be a next time.
"We suspect Su Xiaofeng has something that allows Gu Yecheng to control his emotions, so our next plan will not focus on Gu Yecheng, but on Su Xiaofeng," Men Chao revealed all.
Upon hearing this, a flash of dark hatred swept through Xu Xuezi’s eyes, "She’s just a country girl. Why don’t we just make her disappear? What’s so difficult about that?"
She had failed last time because Gu Yecheng showed up unexpectedly. Otherwise, she would have been successful, and Su Xiaofeng wouldn’t have had the chance to come to the Imperial Capital.
"If she were just a country girl, everything would indeed be simple. But she’s no ordinary woman now; she’s the wife recognized by Gu Yecheng, the eldest daughter acknowledged by the Quan Family. If she truly disappeared, the Gu Family and the Quan Family would certainly not let the matter rest,"
"We shouldn’t act directly. Why not make use of others?" As long as the Xu Family isn’t implicated, the matter would be simpler.
Yuan Junkai arrived at the storefront in some disarray. After glancing at the recruitment sign in front of Xiaofeng, he sat down across from her, "Hey, you’re hiring, right? I’ll work for you. Can you pay me double the salary?"
A single salary was too little and hardly enough for his expenses. To be honest, even double was too little, but he was penniless.
He didn’t want to swallow his pride and apologize to the old man. If he returned, the old man would surely mock him. To prove he wouldn’t starve and that he could support himself, he’d decided to find a job first.
Who knew what had gotten into the old man this time, not only refusing to let his mother give him money but also not allowing him to come home.
He originally had ten thousand yuan on him, but then he spent a whole night gambling on poker, invited people for lunch the next day, and went to a bar in the evening. By the time he left the bar, he had only a hundred yuan left. After spending a night in a hotel, he woke up with less than ten yuan in his pocket.
In order to scrape together lunch, he phoned his usual close friends. Once they heard he was out of money and needed them to foot the bill, they all said they were busy.
With no other choice, he bought a few buns with the last ten yuan he had.
Unable to afford a hotel last night, he had no choice but to spend the night in his own shop. Waking up in the morning, his body ached everywhere, making him extremely uncomfortable.
With only two yuan left, he saw Xiaofeng hiring in front of the shop and a plan formed in his mind.
Xiaofeng looked at him. His hair was a mess, having not seen him for several days. His eye sockets were slightly sunk in, and his face was clearly unwashed.
Listening to his request, Xiaofeng found it a bit amusing, "Can you tell me why I should pay you double the salary?"
"The reason is simple, you’re renting my family’s shop. With just one word from me, you would have to move out. So, should you pay me double the salary or not?"
"By the way, how much is the standard monthly salary here, and what would it be if it’s doubled? If it’s too little when doubled, I’d have to think twice about it," he said, knowing it probably wasn’t enough for him.
"The monthly salary is just three to four hundred yuan, so double would be seven to eight hundred. Such a meager amount is certainly beneath you, so you might as well forget it." From what she could see, other than cleaning, there really wasn’t any suitable work for him.
"That little," he realized she wasn’t going to play ball, "It’s not even enough for one of my meals."
"So, you should leave. There’s nothing for you to do here."
Yuan Junkai truly wanted to turn around and leave, but patting the two remaining yuan in his pocket, where could he go? He didn’t even have enough to pay for gas for his motorcycle.