Navigator: I have a double six-story house

Chapter 120 Zhang's Mother's Decision

Su Qing glared at the two people who were snickering beside her, then looked back at her laptop.

As for Selena, we'll talk to her after we've dealt with Zhang's mother's matter.

He believed Selena wasn't the petty type of woman.

He hadn't fully grasped why Selena was angry.

I just subconsciously felt that I had done something wrong to make this young lady angry.

"Aunt Zhang, let me finish what I need to say first."

"The injury on your shoulder needs to be treated immediately."

Su Qing interrupted Zhang's mother's spellcasting in her "old mother mode" while facing the screen.

"This injury is nothing, I can handle it myself..."

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"Mom," Su Qing interrupted him, her tone tinged with helplessness, "how can I concentrate on the dungeon if you don't heal your injuries?"

Zhang's mother opened her mouth, but ultimately did not refute it.

My own injury is a minor matter; if it delays Xiaoqing's dungeon run, then that would be my fault.

Okay then.

"Mr. Felix."

"exist!"

Felix approached the screen cautiously, his body tense.

"Please take care of my mother's injuries."

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"Also, her equipment is too poor. Do you think we could change her into a C-grade or B-grade set?"

"Put the expenses on my account first, and I'll reimburse the merchant guild at Midway."

Felix waved his hand.

"Don't worry, Captain Su Qing, I will make the arrangements personally and ensure that Ms. Zhang is received with the highest level of hospitality."

"As for the cost of equipment and treatment, you don't need to worry."

"The Wind Breath Merchant Guild can afford to pay this small amount."

He paused for a moment, a smile playing on his lips.

"Even if the Chamber of Commerce is unwilling to contribute, I personally would be happy to do so."

Su Qing nodded.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Felix."

He then added another sentence.

"I am very grateful for Mr. Felix's help this time. If you need any help in the future, just contact me."

Felix had been waiting for these words, and his smile grew even brighter.

After the two finished their conversation, Su Qing said goodbye to Zhang's mother and then quickly logged off.

After all, we can't keep the young lady waiting too long.

After hanging up the call, Felix put away his laptop and straightened his crumpled suit collar.

He looked at Zhang's mother, his standard professional smile returning to his face.

"Ms. Zhang, please come with me."

"Where are we going?" Zhang's mother asked warily.

"The Chamber of Commerce's office has medicine, equipment, and a lounge." Felix paused, then added, "Don't worry, I'll be with you the whole time, and no one will disturb you."

Mrs. Zhang nodded and followed Felix out of the harbor.

Along the way, Zhang's mother noticed that the atmosphere around her had changed.

When she arrived, what was the attitude of the crew members scattered throughout the port towards her?

I scoffed at it and couldn't be bothered to give it another glance.

What now?

They were all staring wide-eyed, their jaws practically dropping to their chests.

"That...you mean that new captain from earlier?"

"Is Deacon Felix personally accompanying you?"

"Didn't they say he became captain because of luck?"

"Keep your voice down, you bastard! Didn't you see that Deacon Felix got kicked to the ground by her?"

Whispers rang out behind her, and Zhang's mother could hear them clearly.

She was expressionless, and even slowed her pace slightly.

For no other reason than to get these people to take a second look.

Before, when they were shouting "Let's break up," they were all so enthusiastic. Now they're scared?

snort!

As I passed the port exit, the bearded manager who had previously collected berthing fees came walking towards me.

He saw Felix beside Zhang's mother, froze for a moment, then jogged over and pulled open the gate to the shop area ahead of everyone else.

"Ms. Zhang, please."

Mrs. Zhang glanced at him, said nothing, and walked over with her head held high.

The bearded man watched the two walk away, then wiped his sweat.

A crew member who was squatting on the ground nearby came over.

"Just who is she?"

The bearded man shook his head: "How would I know? I just gave a heads-up, and Deacon Felix rushed over like a madman."

All I know is that he's a relative of a very important person.

How big?

The bearded man recalled the excited expression on Felix's face when he rushed over and swallowed hard.

"It's much bigger than we imagined."

Most of the Windbringer's headquarters are located in the central area of ​​Midway Island.

Felix opened the door and led Zhang's mother to the reception room on the second floor.

The room was small, but it was clean and tidy, with an exquisite tea set on a coffee table.

"Please have a seat." Felix pulled out a chair and took a wooden box from the cabinet. "Ms. Zhang, please treat your wound first."

He opened the wooden box, inside which lay a bottle of blue medicine about the size of a thumb.

"This is a Grade B treatment agent; its effect on treating external injuries is immediate."

Looking at the palm-sized bottle of medicine, Zhang's mother didn't know exactly how much it would cost, but she knew that a Grade B bottle wouldn't be cheap.

"How much is this?"

"No money needed," Felix replied decisively. "As Captain Su Qing's family member, this little thing doesn't need your money."

Upon hearing that it was free, Zhang's mother stopped being coy.

Besides, the wound on my shoulder really can't be delayed any longer.

Felix gently applied the medicine to the wound on her shoulder.

The moment the cool liquid seeped into her skin, Zhang's mother felt a tingling sensation at the wound, followed by an unprecedented feeling of comfort.

She glanced down and saw that the redness and swelling around the wound were visibly subsiding, and the wound was beginning to heal at a visible speed.

That's incredible!

Zhang's mother moved her shoulder and felt as if she had never been injured.

She took a deep breath, and the weight that had been hanging over her heart finally lifted.

After treating his wounds, Felix brought out a large box from the back storage room. Opening the lid, he found a brand-new set of equipment neatly arranged inside.

Grade C longsword, Grade C leather armor, Grade C bracers.

Each piece of clothing emitted a faint luster, completely outclassing the D-grade longsword at her waist.

"This is for you." Felix pushed the box in front of Zhang's mother. "Your previous equipment level was too low, so you'll have a hard time in later dungeons."

Zhang's mother stared at the contents of the box but did not reach out immediately.

"I'm asking you," she looked up at Felix, "Xiao Qing, what exactly is your relationship with your chamber of commerce?"

Felix paused for a moment; this was a difficult question to answer.

Speaking of partners, the level of cooperation is ridiculously high.

The Chamber of Commerce would not offer "highest investment level" treatment to ordinary partners.

If we're talking about friends, the Chamber of Commerce's level of involvement with Captain Su Qing goes far beyond that of friends.

He carefully considered his words.

"Captain Su is currently our chamber of commerce's most important partner. The president is very optimistic about his future prospects."

Zhang Ma stared at Felix for a few seconds.

This answer is essentially meaningless.

But she didn't press the matter further.

There's no such thing as a free lunch. Having lived most of her life, Zhang's mother understood this better than anyone.

The fact that Xiaoqing is valued so much by a chamber of commerce shows that he is indeed capable. But the more capable he is, the less she can afford to hold him back.

She doesn't like owing favors.

But the current situation is that if you don't accept these things, you might not survive the next instance.

What will happen to the children in the orphanage if they don't survive the next instance?

Zhang Ma reached out and picked up the C-grade longsword.

The moment she held it, she could feel the difference.

It has a moderate weight, the texture of the handle fits the palm, and the blade gleams coldly when drawn from the scabbard.

It's several levels better than her D-grade weapon.

"Alright." Zhang's mother put the sword away. "I'll remember what I owe you. I'll repay you when I have the chance."

Felix quickly waved his hand: "No, no, Ms. Zhang, really, there's no need..."

"I said I'll remember, and I will." Mrs. Zhang's tone left no room for negotiation. "Make me a cup of tea; you're thirsty."

"Okay, okay, right away."

Felix jogged over to pour the tea.

Mrs. Zhang looked up at the window, which was half-open, offering a clear view of the harbor.

The crew members huddled together in twos and threes, glancing occasionally toward the direction of the Chamber of Commerce.

Zhang's mother looked away, having made an important decision in her heart.