Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

"Huh? Me?"

Jiang Qi was a little confused and bent a finger to point at himself.

I was just jealous, how come the topic has suddenly shifted to myself?

Most importantly, all his attention was focused on Yao Yao, and he was so jealous that he didn't listen to what they were saying at all.

Zhou He could tell that he probably hadn't heard him clearly, and chuckled as he said:

"Junior Jiang, I need to find some capable people to help me with something. You're incredibly resourceful, could you help me?"

A sedan chair carried by many people should be praised when it deserves praise.

A few cheap compliments can actually be quite effective on a naive young man like Jiang Qi.

Sure enough, upon hearing Zhou He say that he was "all-powerful," Jiang Qi's face nearly split open with a grin:

"It's not that amazing, hahaha. Brother Zhou, what do you need? What kind of person do you need? I'll go talk to the old man."

Zhou He's smile remained unchanged:

"It's nothing serious, just a bit of a run-in with a big shot in the cab industry. I need to find a top expert in cab cutting. You're incredibly resourceful, can you help me find one?"

Jiang Qi stroked his chin, pondered for a while, and then shook his head.

But before Zhou could express his regret, he spoke again:

"I'm not familiar with these things either. How about this, I'll go find someone to ask in a bit, it shouldn't be a problem... The trade is called highway robbery, and 'strongman' means a very powerful person?"

Zhou He smiled somewhat helplessly and said:

"The trade is called highway robbery. Only after passing three checkpoints can one be called a bandit. It means occupying the road and dominating it, blocking passing merchants and doing business without any investment."

"Oh, I know that, I know that."

Jiang Qi nodded repeatedly, but judging from his expression, it was clear that he had no idea at all.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he has a way to find it.

Seeing that Zhou He and Yao Yao were still looking at him, Jiang Qi wasn't that stupid after all. He immediately understood and said:

"Shall I go find it now?"

"Thank you, Brother Jiang."

"Jiang Qi, you're actually quite reliable."

Zhou He and Yao Yao spoke at the same time, and then they looked at each other and smiled.

This smile, however, made Jiang Qi somewhat conflicted. After pondering for a long time, he called Chen Hai over, whispered a few words to him, and Chen Hai pulled Meng Qiyu out of the school, disappearing without a trace.

Jiang Qi, feigning nonchalance, slipped between Zhou He and Yao Yao, sitting on a stone bench on the same side of the pavilion. He reached out to block Yao Yao and smiled, saying:

"This is a small matter, I can just have Ah Hai and the others run the errand for me. It's rare for Senior Zhou to come to our school, so Yao Yao and I should do our part as hosts."

His words were pleasant to hear.

But Yao Yao and Zhou He both knew that this person was afraid that after he left, there would be some ambiguity between the two of them.

Zhou He didn't think there was anything wrong with it; on the contrary, he quite liked it—it felt like a vibrant, living life.

This is probably the composure that only people of status can possess.

Most people in this world are ignorant and pitiful.

Like cattle and sheep scattered across a pasture, they live and die, die and live again, and in the end, they just find a better buyer to buy them, turn them into meat, and jump into a pot.

The few who manage to go from being cattle and sheep to eating meat often go insane and live a precarious existence due to botulism and the trade.

On the contrary, people like Jiang Qi and Yao Yao, who have status, can live the same kind of life that "humans" should have, just like in their previous lives.

But where does their right to quietly enjoy a "normal" life come from?

There are no wealthy merchants or powerful figures in this world.

At least not in the world that Zhou and he knew.

Putting his doubts aside, he chatted casually with Jiang Qi and Yao Yao for a few days.

Yao Yao asked some professional questions about meat research, which Zhou He couldn't actually answer.

However, relying on his experience as a butcher, he was able to offer some insightful opinions about meat, which made Yao Yao feel that Zhou He's decision to go out was not a momentary lapse of judgment.

It's more like they chose a dangerous path for the sake of research.

By this point in the conversation, she had developed a sense of admiration and respect for him.

Zhou He could understand this mentality. After all, he had done research in his previous life and knew that some people in the field of psychology used themselves, or even their own children, as subjects for research.

Although some of these actions may seem contrary to human ethics and morality, they have indeed objectively promoted the progress of research in the fields of psychology and mental health.

He couldn't really comment on this kind of thing.

The respect Yao Yao developed for herself due to the misunderstanding was probably similar to these.

It might just be more direct and extreme, since going out is inherently dangerous in this world.

If wild game is a delicacy and domestic meat is a common dish, then those who venture out into the world of martial arts are the real feast.

Once the opportunity arose, he made a single cut, and he had both the travel permit and the travel expenses.

In Yao Yao's eyes, his decision to give up his comfortable life and become a sex worker might seem more like that of a martyr who took a dangerous path for the sake of truth.

Zhou He had no intention of explaining.

Because the truly extreme, danger-seeking person is still hiding inside him.

Young Master Zhou.

Jiang Qi, standing to the side, felt more and more that his choice was right.

If I hadn't asked Chen Hai and the other person to go find my elders, but had gone myself instead...

Judging from Yao Yao's current state, she might become this strange senior's girlfriend after I come back.

How can I accept this?!

As he thought to himself, he gritted his teeth, which earned him a glare from Yao Yao, who then lightly punched his thigh with her small fist.

Jiang Qi chuckled and just then saw several figures strolling leisurely toward the pavilion.

Leading the group were Chen Hai and Meng Qiyu, followed by a tall, middle-aged man who bore a resemblance to Jiang Qi. He was dressed in a well-fitting Zhongshan suit and exuded elegance.

Behind that man was a man bowing obsequiously.

The man was clearly tall and burly, with a full beard, and looked like a tough guy who was not to be trifled with. Yet he followed the middle-aged man closely, his face beaming with a wide smile.

Jiang Qi quickly stood up, stepped forward, and smiled at the middle-aged man, saying:

"Uncle, why did you come in person?"

The man he called "little uncle" smiled warmly and said, half-jokingly:

"How could I dare disobey my young master Jiang Qi's orders?"

Jiang Qi chuckled, scratched his head, and neither explained nor declined.

His uncle took a few more steps forward, first waving and greeting Yao Yao with a smile, then looking at Zhou He and Ga Gouwa beside him. A hint of displeasure flashed across his face, but he quickly suppressed it.

A smile returned, and he said:

"This must be Mr. Zhou? My husband, Jiang Qi, said you need some help with something?"