If Piece of Sh*t was willing to fight Asura, couldn't she just sit back and relax?
At that point, the Martial Arts Union would give triple the price . She would give Piece of Sh*t one-third and keep the remaining two-thirds .
“I'm not interested,” Piece of Sh*t replied calmly .
“There's a lot of money! A lot of money!” Ye Wanwan added enthusiastically .
“How much money?” Piece of Sh*t looked at Ye Wanwan .
“About this amount…” Ye Wanwan whispered .
“I'm uninterested in outside factions and won't interfere with them . Otherwise, do you think the Fearless Alliance would've survived until today?” Piece of Sh*t asked Ye Wanwan .
Could it be that Piece of Sh*t wasn't being merciful toward the president of the Fearless Alliance?! He simply wasn't interested in attacking!
“Miss Ye… You probably aren't just a door seller, right?” Piece of Sh*t's unfathomable eyes suddenly turned toward Ye Wanwan .
Ye Wanwan felt a little guilty . Did he see through me just like that…
“Besides selling doors, you're probably also a mission intermediary . Large factions assign missions, you're responsible for finding people to accept missions, and you take a percentage as commission . Am I right?” Piece of Sh*t continued .
I-intermediary… Do I look like an intermediary?
“That's right! Lord Sh*t is seriously awesome! You managed to figure that out! I have to feed myself somehow, haha,” Ye Wanwan quickly went along with it .
“Help me change the door tomorrow . I won't accept the mission,” Piece of Sh*t said .
Fine . You're the boss, everything you say is right…
When Ye Wanwan left Piece of Sh*t's house, it was dusk .
Big Dipper had started the renovation plans for the seventh floor already, and the elders on the seventh floor didn't say much . They merely moved to another floor .
Inside her office, Great White and Virus were sound asleep, and one of Virus's paws was boldly placed on Great White's tummy .
“Sis Feng, I made the reservation!”
At that time, Big Dipper entered the office and spoke with a chuckle .
“Wait…” Ye Wanwan looked at Big Dipper . “Do you know how to fix doors?”
“Fix doors?” Big Dipper was taken back before chortling . “There's nothing I don't know! Sis Feng, it was me who installed your office door . ”
“Great . ” Ye Wanwan nodded with joy . As people said, armies were to be maintained for years but used on a single day . Big Dipper was finally of use .
Ye Wanwan tossed Piece of Sh*t's address to Big Dipper . “Put on a worker's uniform for me tomorrow, then go to the address I gave you and install a security door . ”
“Huh? You want me to be a door installation worker?” Big Dipper seemed to find it hard to accept . Why would he know how to install a door? He was just casually bragging!
“Don't prattle on about it and just go . ” Ye Wanwan glanced at Big Dipper .
“Fine…” Big Dipper was forced to nod in agreement . Even bragging is so risky nowadays…
“Sis Feng, Seven Star and the others are waiting . Let's go . ”
Big Dipper hurried Ye Wanwan .
Ye Wanwan didn't want to go to this place at all, but since Bro Flattop liked to go out often, it was difficult for her to decline .
Ye Wanwan had no choice but to get up and follow Big Dipper outside .
Seven Star and Autumn Water were also coming with them .
About half an hour later, Big Dipper drove to a bustling street . They didn't get far and could already hear the deafening and provocative music .
Only then did Ye Wanwan realize that Big Dipper was referring to a large and luxurious nightclub…
Sh*t! I've never been to this kind of place! How should I fake my experience realistically?!
Chapter end
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