After my divorce at thirty, I developed an intelligence network.

Chapter 81 My sister doesn't know about this. It was me...

Gong Yuelong stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and reached for a bundle of banknotes.

The brand-new hundred-yuan bills were tightly bound, the seal still intact. He ran his thumb across them, making a crisp swish.

This sound is pleasant to listen to.

Two hundred thousand is a lot.

That's enough seed money for the next project.

He recalled how Yu Yue had written the note earlier—lying on her canvas bag, carefully writing each stroke under the streetlight.

She probably felt that doing this would prove something.

Does it prove she's generous? Does it prove she's sentimental? Does it prove she... is now willing to invest in him?

Gong Yuelong laughed again.

He threw the bundle of banknotes back on the table and lit another cigarette.

Smoke swirled and rose under the lights.

Fine.

I'll keep the money.

Since it's about repaying money, then it's even more justifiable to use it.

As for that 500,000 account—

Two hundred thousand, of which forty was repaid.

You have to pay me back the remaining 300,000. With interest.

Gong Yuelong put away the money, lay down on the bed, and turned off the light.

The room suddenly darkened, and he closed his eyes, but his mind was still racing.

He suddenly had an idea. Since he couldn't sleep anyway, he half-jokingly gave the system a command—purely out of boredom:

[Intelligence system, will I have any luck with money tonight?]

He found it funny after asking himself the question.

It's almost 11 o'clock, and even the dogs in the alley have stopped barking. What kind of fortune can we expect?

Does money really fall from the sky?

But the blue light flashed a few times, and the answer came quickly:

【Have. 】

Just one word.

Gong Yuelong suddenly opened his eyes.

He stared at the ceiling in the dark for two seconds, stunned.

Have?

What other fortune awaits?

Haven't we already received the 200,000?

He sat up abruptly, his mind racing:

Where did this good fortune come from?

Who would come looking for him at this hour?

Just as I was pondering this, there was a knock on the door.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Three syllables, neither too loud nor too soft, very restrained.

Gong Yuelong sat on the bed without moving.

Is there really someone there?

There were three more knocks, this time a little louder, but still maintaining a polite rhythm.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Then came a woman's voice, coming through the door, not very loud:

"Brother-in-law? Is he asleep?"

That voice... sounds familiar.

Gong Yuelong got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked to the door.

Who else could be here at this point?

He opened the door with a creak.

The person standing outside the door made him pause for a moment.

It wasn't Widow Qin.

She was a young woman—with long, curly hair, exquisite makeup, a tight-fitting dress, a slim waist, small breasts, and high heels.

Yu Lili.

Gong Yuelong's former sister-in-law.

When she saw Gong Yuelong open the door, an excessively bright smile immediately bloomed on her face.

"President Gong! Oh wait—look at my mouth, brother-in-law!"

She took half a step forward, and the scent of her perfume wafted over.

"I'm so sorry to bother you so late. But about this... I was afraid you'd be busy if I tried to contact you during the day, so I could only come at this hour."

Gong Yuelong stood at the door, neither moving aside nor speaking.

Just look at her.

Yu Lili felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. "Can I... go inside and talk? Just a few words, then I'll leave."

Gong Yuelong turned to the side.

Yu Lili quickly squeezed in, placed the paper bag on the table, put her handbag aside, and turned to look at Gong Yuelong.

"Brother-in-law, I heard you've taken on quite a few jobs lately?"

Gong Yuelong closed the door and leaned against the doorframe: "Hmm."

"Then you'll definitely need building materials, right?" Yu Lili took two steps forward, her tone becoming eager. "Cement, sand, bricks, insulation materials... I can supply all of those!"

She smiled.

"No need for cash. Just keep a record of how much you use, and settle the payment with me when the project funds come through. If you need it urgently, I have stock in my warehouse that I can deliver to you anytime."

Gong Yuelong looked at her for several seconds before speaking.

"What...are you up to?"

Yu Lili's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered: "Oh dear, brother-in-law, what are you saying? I was just... thinking that we're family after all."

As she spoke, she pushed the paper bag in her hand towards Gong Yuelong:

"Here are some good cigarettes and two bottles of wine. I know you have a lot of social engagements, so you'll need them."

Gong Yuelong glanced at the paper bag.

The cigarettes are premium Zhonghua brand, and the liquor is expensive. Just those two items alone are worth several thousand yuan.

He didn't move, but simply asked, "Did your sister send you?"

"No way!" Yu Lili quickly waved her hand, but her eyes darted around. "My sister doesn't know about this. It was me... I wanted to cooperate with you myself."

She leaned forward again, her voice even lower:

"President Gong, about what happened at the dinner last time... it was my fault for being rude and offending President Li. Sister Lin Wei isn't talking to me anymore either. I know I was wrong, really."

She looked up, and her eyes were actually a little red.

"Right now, I just want to start a business properly, but my little bit of connections... you know, without a big project to back it up, it'll never get off the ground. Could you just... give me a hand?"

"I guarantee the quality of the materials, the price will be the absolute lowest, and you can decide on the payment method. Just... give me a chance."

The room fell silent.

Only Yu Lili's somewhat rapid breathing could be heard.

Gong Yuelong looked at her—this former sister-in-law who had once been so arrogant. Now, in the dead of night, she came with cigarettes and alcohol, her eyes red, begging him for a chance.

He also looked at the paper bag, but asked:

"Are you really capable of supplying building materials? Do you have legitimate channels? Are you qualified?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yu Lili quickly rummaged through her handbag and pulled out a few more sheets of paper. "This is my company's business license, these are my cooperation agreements with several manufacturers, this is the quality inspection report... everything is complete!"

She stuffed the stack of papers into Gong Yuelong's hand, her eyes pleading:

"Brother-in-law, just trust me this once. I promise I won't embarrass you."

Gong Yuelong flipped through the materials.

The license is genuine, and the cooperation agreement looks legitimate. The price is indeed lower than the market price, and the payment methods are flexible.

He closed the document and looked up at Yu Lili:

"If there's any more work, I'll contact you then."

Yu Lili's eyes lit up instantly.

"Really? Thank you, brother-in-law! Thank you, General Manager Gong!" Her voice trembled with excitement. "I'll get all the materials organized as soon as I get back and send them to you tomorrow!"

"Don't call me brother-in-law," Gong Yuelong interrupted her. "Just call me President Gong."

"Alright, Mr. Gong! Then I won't disturb your rest any longer. Keep the things; it's a small token of my appreciation!"

As she spoke, she turned and walked towards the door. Reaching the door, she turned back and said earnestly:

"President Gong, don't worry. Although I, Yu Lili, was immature before, I always keep my promises. If there's even the slightest problem with the materials, I'll compensate you for everything!"

After saying that, she opened the door and slipped out.

The door closed gently.

Gong Yuelong stood in the room, looking at the paper bag on the table. He suddenly found it a little ridiculous.

My sister just delivered 200,000 yuan in cash.

My sister brought cigarettes and alcohol to discuss cooperation.

These two sisters are quite in sync.

He lit a cigarette. As the smoke rose, he remembered the word "something" in the system.

It turns out that good fortune doesn't necessarily come in the form of direct financial gains.

It could also be that someone offers you an opportunity.

These sisters—

He smiled.

The boat is my boat.