Why did you provoke me?

Jingchuan Hall.

Secretary Wu looked at Yu Meng's message: I earned a little money outside, please accept it. If, I mean if they are willing to give more, you can decide what to do. Also, if there is anything you want, you can mention it appropriately.

This was sent by Yu Meng two weeks ago.

Secretary Wu stared at the huge stack of documents on the table, feeling numb.

The day after Yu Meng sent his message, he was constantly busy. He was given a storefront by one person, a private mine by another, and even two airplanes. He was so busy that he went to see Jing Yi.

Jingyi was in a dilemma; he didn't understand any of this! Having no other option, he had to ask Yu Meng for help.

Yu Meng had no one there. After thinking for a long time, she finally dug up someone she hadn't contacted in a long time—Li Yiqing, her brother-in-law's cousin.

Li Yiqing was stunned when he received Yu Meng's message. How long had it been since they last contacted each other? He thought he was no longer worthy to be with Yu Meng. He would be content if she could slip him something through her fingers when she thought of him, like that strange bead.

Unexpectedly, he actually received this immense wealth, a fortune he could never have attained even with a ladder. Now, Yu Meng has personally handed over management control to him.

He figured if he offered his family a little favor, Yu Meng wouldn't be so stingy. Thinking this, he still greeted Yu Meng.

"As long as it's a normal procedure, there's no problem. I'll send an inspection team down, and as long as they don't find any issues, I won't interfere." Yu Meng said this with an air of seriousness, but in reality, it was just the words "inspection team"; the actual personnel were nowhere to be found.

However, Li Yiqing's abilities are also limited, and there are some areas where he really can't handle things.

Secretary Wu sent another message to Yu Meng. The message had no other purpose than to ask for her help.

Yu Meng had no other choice but to discuss with Secretary Wu, "Why don't we just ask for the money directly?"

Secretary Wu disagreed. Would you choose a hen that can lay eggs continuously or a one-time payment?

Yu Meng resorted to shamelessness, saying, "Then you'll figure something out."

After not sleeping for a day and a night, Secretary Wu actually came up with a solution. "How about we just take the property rights and lease out the management rights?"

"Can it work?" Yu Meng was skeptical.

"Why don't you talk to the person who gave you the things? What if you agree to it?" Secretary Wu whispered, encouraging him.

Yu Meng sighed, "If we treat others like fools, then we really are the fools."

Secretary Wu also felt that this idea wasn't so good.

"Then we'll have to do them a favor," Yu Meng said finally.

"Can it work?"

"This favor must be used up within three years at the latest, otherwise the relationship will be worn away by suspicion." Yu Meng pressed her temples, her brows furrowed.

Ever since that time she said she was going to find the withered branch alien, everyone assumed that she had agreed to everything that was said in the hall.

She has been in this hall for half a month. Her affairs have been arranged in a very clear manner. Everything she thought of has been prepared, and even things she didn't expect have been prepared. They even specially arranged for four girls to accompany her, and three chefs were also assigned.

If it weren't for the bad location, she definitely wouldn't want to leave. Those aliens that could upgrade her physique—if she just asked, they'd practically send them to her in a car.

Overlord has already captured the essence of the little black cat during this period, only lacking an opportunity.

The Jing family's guards have all pledged their allegiance to her. Every family she handles wants to send people to her, but she really can't manage them all.

She doesn't like being surrounded by people.

So she quietly left the hall. She knew she couldn't leave the research institute unscathed. Given what she was doing, she was likely being watched by more than one person.

Standing in front of a large rock, Yu Meng felt a little out of place. She circled the rock in circles.

Finally, she couldn't resist reaching out her hand.

"Old Chen, you lost." A hearty laugh rang out.

"Her talent is exceptional; I'm truly impressed that she could sense something unusual," a deep, resonant voice rang out.

Yu Meng lowered her outstretched hand and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

A tall figure appeared; he was an elderly man with a square face. Beside him followed a small, elderly woman with a full head of silver hair. She was thin and short.

Both of them had smiles on their faces. Yu Meng didn't move; she just stood there quietly.

The man extended his hand. "I am Chen Dongsheng, the director of this research institute."

"I am the second dean," the old lady also extended her hand, "I am Xiao Hong. You can call me Aunt Xiao, after all, I am so much older than you."

Yu Meng extended her hand and shook hands with the two of them. "I am Yu Meng."

"What, interested in this big guy?" Old Chen asked with a smile. His voice was deep and mellow, giving off a reassuring feeling.

Yu Meng smiled sheepishly, "I'm a little curious."

"How did you notice it was different?" Xiao Hong's eyes lit up.

Yu Meng pursed her lips. "If I said it spins with me, would you believe me?"

"How did you know?" Xiao Hong asked curiously. Yu Meng looked into her eyes, which were filled with pure curiosity, without the slightest impurity.

"A sixth sense." Yu Meng's answer was completely unfounded.

"Old Chen, Yu Meng feels the same way I do, so you can't say I'm just messing around this time."

As Xiao Hong spoke, she walked up to Yu Meng and took Yu Meng's hand. "Let me tell you, I found this on the front lines. I felt it was different, so I had it brought back to me. But this old man said I was hallucinating and has been mocking me every day."

Yu Meng was speechless. "They've filed a complaint, but what can a little kid like her do?"

"Ahem, ahem," a light cough came from behind. "Give me some face in front of the younger generation." The voice was calm, without the slightest hint of anger.

"Yu Meng, do you have any ideas?" Xiao Hong asked curiously.

Yu Meng was silent for a moment, then asked, "Does my wish to peel off its crust count?"

This was indeed Yu Meng's true thought. She didn't know why, but this stone reminded her of the stone by the river in her hometown where she had sat since she was a child.

"Removing the dough?" Xiao Hong muttered softly, then looked at Old Chen, "We don't think we've ever really done this before?"

"Will such a primitive method be effective?" Dean Chen hesitated.

"Pshaw, primitive methods, huh? Don't forget where this stone comes from. Can you peel off its outer layer first?" Xiao Hong's hand had already touched the large stone.

"Can the three of us manage?" Dean Chen asked uncertainly.

Yu Meng lowered her head and remained silent.

"Why not? Give it a try. You've already advanced, but you haven't made a move yet. This is your chance."

Xiao Hong looked at Yu Meng again, "Well, you have to do your best too. I know you're very strong."

Yu Meng looked up at her.

"You can't blame me for that. Who told you to make such a commotion in the hall? They came to me for help looking for the withered branch monster. I couldn't have been unaware of it, could I?"

His tone was innocent, and his eyes were even more innocent.

Dean Chen clenched his fist and placed it to his lips, coughing softly.

Looking at Xiao Hong, Yu Meng felt that she should redefine the role of the second dean.