Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Fengliu changed the subject and added, "But after last night, things changed... I have to do the work."

"..."

Upon hearing Zhou Fengliu's addition, Fu Rong's expression froze, and she revealed a pained look.

"No... why did you change your mind?"

“Rongzi, when you’re in the martial world, you’re not in control of your own destiny. They’ve already paid you,” Zhou Fengliu said, glancing at Fu Rong.

"Hey! How can you be so unprincipled? You'll do anything for money?" Fu Rong questioned Zhou Fengliu about his lack of principles.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fengliu smiled.

If this scene were captured as a painting, it would be called "The Elegant and Smiling Beauty".

"Rongzi, you talk as if you have principles. But yesterday... didn't you happily accept the money and cook the meal?"

Zhou Fengliu stated that one lay Buddhist who pays extra money cannot mock another lay Buddhist who pays extra money for lacking principles.

"..."

Fu Rong sniffed when she heard the sound.

Hey!

She really couldn't refute it.

"My situation was special..." Fu Rong tried to explain.

"My situation is also special...they gave me more."

Fu Rong attempted to defend herself.

Fu Rong's defense failed.

"However much they offer! I'll add more money!" Fu Rong waved her hand, deciding to use money to bring Zhou Fengliu back into their Biyou Village camp.

Although Fu Rong was poor, she wasn't the only one with exceptional talent in Biyou Village. If everyone squeezed in, some would eventually emerge.

"one million."

"?"

Upon hearing the number Zhou Fengliu mentioned, Fu Rong's eyes widened: "How much?!"

"one million?"

"I wouldn't even be worth a million if you sold me, so why do you offer a million for a single transaction?"

Fu Rong didn't understand, but after Zhou Fengliu glanced at her, she understood.

Damn it...

Having power really does allow you to do whatever you want.

"Rongzi, there's nothing I can do. Just like you couldn't resist that bank card, this is our destiny!"

Zhou Fengliu looked at Fu Rong with great regret and said:

"But don't worry, Rongzi, with your cooking skills these past few days, I promise I won't embarrass you next time..."

"?"

"So I should thank you?" Fu Rong frowned, somewhat annoyed with Zhou Fengliu.

“If you want… that’s fine too,” Zhou Fengliu replied.

"6."

Fu Rong was also helpless.

All I can say silently in my heart is: Family, who understands?

She's just a cook, what can she do? She's done her best to win Zhou Fengliu over, but it's been to no avail.

She doesn't have a million...

It's doomed.

Fu Rong stormed back to her kitchen, fuming. She exclaimed that all men were heartless, forgetting their responsibilities once they were done eating, and starting to curse as soon as the meal was over!

As for the nonsense that winning a man's heart is equivalent to winning his stomach, Fu Rong would never believe it again!

She had never managed to hold onto any of her many ex-boyfriends, so it was even less likely that she could hold onto Zhou Fengliu, this money-grubbing lay Buddhist.

"Rongzi, I've put the money on the table for you."

Fu Rong only came out of the kitchen when Zhou Fengliu's voice rang out again. She glanced at the clean bowls and chopsticks with no leftovers and a red bill under the bowl, paused slightly, and then sighed.

She didn't know why... but after seeing this red bill, she felt that her relationship with Zhou Fengliu had faded.

Zhou Fengliu usually just eats and drinks for fifteen yuan a day.

Surprisingly, they gave me 100 today...

Does this mean that after this meal... she and Zhou Fengliu are enemies who haven't even started fighting yet?

...

Does Zhou Fengliu have this idea?

Of course it's impossible.

He gave me a red bill simply because he didn't have any change in his pocket and wanted to prepay for the extra meals he would have to prepare in a few days.

After eating and drinking his fill, Zhou Fengliu casually strolled around Biyou Village to digest his slightly full stomach.

Along the way, he saw Feng Baobao wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and green pants, skillfully stepping a small boar on the ground and cutting off its testicles with a knife. The villagers of Biyou Village nearby exclaimed "Master is awesome" when they saw Feng Baobao's operation.

Seeing Feng Baobao's level of proficiency, Zhou Fengliu, a full-time employee of Na Du Tong, couldn't help but feel a little self-doubt.

Nadutong... is a legitimate company, right?

Zhou Fengliu shook his head, did not greet Feng Baobao, and continued walking forward. He had not gone far when he heard a series of clapping sounds again.

Looking in that direction, they saw a group of female villagers from Biyou Village, led by a temporary worker from the Southwest Region, gathered in front of Liu Wu Kui's house...

...

P.S.: Happy New Year to all godfathers. May you have everything you need and sweet dreams.

Chapter 162 Fine, fine, I treated you like a brother, and you treat me like cannon fodder, huh?

At this moment, Liu Wu Kui had filled a basin with water and was preparing to wash her brother Liu Hongzhong's feet. Just as she put her brother's feet into the water, she heard Qiu'er, with long golden hair, clapping her hands and praising:

"It's really amazing. Little sister Wu Kui'er is so good at taking care of people at such a young age. It makes me ashamed to think that I'm old and still have to be taken care of."

"Little sister Wu Kui, is this your brother?"

Seeing Qiu'er leading a group of people to cause trouble at her doorstep, Liu Wu Kui's expression changed.

Seeing Qiu'er's feigned harmlessness, she felt a surge of anger.

"You're here to cause trouble, aren't you?!"

"How could that be? Sister Wu Kui, you can ask my colleagues. I, Wang Zhenqiu, am the least likely to cause trouble... I'm just here to learn how to take care of people, Sister Wu Kui."

Qiu shrugged to indicate that he meant no harm.

Liu Wu Kui clearly did not believe Qiu'er's explanation.

Remembering that Ma Xianhong had told them not to break ties with the company, Liu Wukui could only snort coldly, roll his eyes at Qiu'er, and then push his brother's wheelchair away.

"Eh..."

Qiu sighed and then said, "It seems I won't get the favor of this Master Wu Kui."

He had just turned to leave when he saw Zhou Fengliu strolling not far away. Seeing him smile, he greeted Zhou Fengliu again.

"Brother Liu, where are you going?"

Upon hearing Wang Zhenqiu's greeting, Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow and then responded.

"It's nothing, just taking a stroll."

how to say?

When he first saw this temporary worker from the Southwest region, he genuinely thought she was a girl...

After chatting with his colleague from the Southwest region for a few minutes, Zhou Fengliu made an excuse to leave.

...

Watching Zhou Fengliu's departing figure, Qiu'er didn't manage to get much information out of him, but he still had a smile on his face.

It's like forcing the God of War to fight.

It makes one really curious about the kind of person hidden behind this title...

Actually, he was quite curious about Zhou Fengliu...

In his current opinion, for Zhou Fengliu to earn a title in the world of supernatural beings with such a simple yet humiliating attack as the "Great Force Fight," he must be an extremely arrogant man who doesn't take his opponents seriously.

Either he has some unspeakable secret and needs the aura of the God of War to divert outsiders' attention from his other secrets.

Just like Zhang Chulan's shameless reputation...