“When we hire a store manager and register the company, there’ll be some free time. What do you plan to do?” Chen Pingping’s hands under the table were already clenched into fists.
“Hehe,” Zhou Junqiang laughed again. Under Chen Pingping’s expectant gaze, he said something that made her instantly explode: “With free time, what else but sleep?”
Chen Pingping’s tense expression collapsed, and she sighed dejectedly. Was being stuck with such an insensitive man like Zhou Junqiang in this lifetime good or bad?
Entering the study, Hao Yunyang habitually locked the door, then walked to the computer and sat down. After moving the mouse to wake the computer from standby, he opened the browser and logged into the black market website.
As expected, the moment his account logged in, dozens of dialog boxes popped up on the screen.
“Casting a wide net, focusing on key catches,” Hao Yunyang smiled, minimizing the dialog boxes one by one, leaving only a few from the initial sellers. He looked at a message from a seller with a nickname composed entirely of numbers, asking about the required quantity of raw materials. After a moment of contemplation, he replied: “Need ten kilograms of fresh Baizhi flowers. Transportation to China must not exceed five days. If the petals wither, rot, or deteriorate, the transaction fails.”
After replying to this person’s inquiry, Hao Yunyang shifted his attention to the remaining dialog boxes. One of them was also asking about the quantity of Baizhi flowers, so he copied and pasted the previous response.
Then there were three dialog boxes. The question from one made Hao Yunyang somewhat speechless: “Hello, may I ask what you need this for?”
Ignore, close.
Opening the fourth dialog box, he glanced at the other party’s quote and was once again speechless:
Fire Ants, two thousand euros each, minimum order of five hundred.
Fire Ants were extremely rare, distributed only in small numbers near active volcanoes. Each adult Fire Ant was about the size of an ordinary soybean and extremely aggressive.
Due to their growth environment, they were very good at hiding. Once they sensed anything unusual, they would quickly escape into cracks. If a Fire Ant was provoked, the chemical gas it released would attract many other Fire Ants to retaliate against the intruder, a conflict that would not end until one side was destroyed.
Fire Teng Ants have a flower-like flame pattern on their backs, hence their name. These sharp Teng Ants possess extremely high medicinal and research value, with prices on the international market typically calculated per individual.
The distribution area of Fire Teng Ants is very difficult to find, so a price of two thousand euros per ant is considered quite normal.
However, Hao Yunyang does not need Fire Teng Ants, but something even rarer – the queen ant of Fire Teng Ants, also known as the “Fire Mother” ant!
Touching his nose, he replied in the dialog box: “What I need is the queen ant of Fire Teng Ants. Do not ignore that white and chubby thing in the picture.”
After spending over an hour in the study room and communicating with dozens of inquirers, Hao Yunyang turned off the monitor and left the room.
In the previous hour, Hao Yunyang had negotiated six raw materials with several families, with a total price of 14 million euros. Although the quantity of materials he was purchasing was for dozens of level warrior potions, the price was still hard to accept. After all, in addition to the level warrior potion, Hao Yunyang also needed to prepare culture medium – all of which were money-burning endeavors!
Sighing while standing at the study room door, he shook his head to clear his messy thoughts, pushed open the bathroom door, casually washed up, and then went to bed.
Early the next morning, Zhao Chenxin blushed as she climbed out of bed, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and then nudged the still-sleeping Hao Yunyang: “Wake up.” For the rest of the story, please log in, read more chapters, support the author, and support legitimate reading!
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Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Six
(The rest of the text appears to be an author’s note and continuation of the narrative, which I have translated faithfully according to the given instructions.)
“Uh,” the words caught in his throat were forcibly swallowed back. Hao Yunyang turned his head to look at the situation behind the car and indeed saw a silver-gray Buick following slowly.
Seeing this, Hao Yunyang was completely speechless. After a long silence, he asked, “The woman next to you… is it just playing around, or is it serious?”
“Serious,” Wang Shiyu’s calm voice came through the phone: “We plan to get married next year.”
“Congratulations.” These two words were spoken by Hao Yunyang with exceptional sincerity, without a hint of joking. Hao Yunyang was very familiar with Wang Shiyu’s situation. Since Old Master Liang Chaobang was killed by his disciple, Wang Shiyu had been alone in this world. From his increasingly cold personality, he would eventually become psychologically distorted over time.
Hao Yunyang was extremely worried about Wang Shiyu’s condition and desperately wanted to introduce him to a girlfriend to alleviate his cold attitude towards the world, but had been postponing it for various reasons.
Among the women around him, besides Chen Pingping and Zhao Chenxin, Li Bingbing was the type for Quan Wei and Sun Fei, Pan Fengyu was said to have hooked up with a boyfriend at home, Sun Lili already had a child, and the remaining Mu Huitong had been chased away by Cai Yuxin… Besides these, Hao Yunyang only had Hao Zhenzhen left. Could he make his own sister face such an iceberg every day? Hao Yunyang couldn’t do that, so finding a partner for Wang Shiyu could only be continuously delayed.
Unexpectedly, this kid Wang Shiyu, who usually seemed silent and cold, was incredibly fast when he got serious!
Of course, Hao Yunyang didn’t know about the past between Wang Shiyu and Su Jingchen at this moment, thinking it was just a new girl Wang Shiyu had hooked up with. How could he know that these two had been intimate since childhood?
The two cars drove back to Liushi, but Wang Shiyu didn’t continue following Hao Yunyang, instead separating at an intersection. The silver-gray Buick belonged to Ye Huan, who was now dead, making the car ownerless.
But this didn’t mean Wang Shiyu would keep the car for himself. After separating from Hao Yunyang, he drove with Su Jingchen to the embankment outside Leqing Bay. After estimating the water depth, he had Su Jingchen get out of the car. Under Su Jingchen’s shocked gaze, he started the car, pressed down the accelerator with a large stone, and quickly jumped out, watching the Buick rush out of the embankment, raising a huge wave before sinking.
A week after returning from Nanxi River, with the help of the Liu family, Hao Yunyang finally prepared all the materials needed for the advanced fighter drug, successfully smuggling the materials worth over 300 million euros to the laboratory prepared by the Liu family in the Liushi suburbs.
During this week, Hao Yunyang again studied the steps of preparing the advanced fighter drug, staying in his study day and night.
This made things easy for the two bodyguards, Wang Shiyu and Wan Hongyuan. Wan Hongyuan, alone, naturally had nowhere to go and spent his days watching TV in the living room.
As for Wang Shiyu, perhaps because of Su Jingchen, he could often be seen smiling, though mostly fleeting, it was indeed a significant change from before.
Hao Yunyang couldn’t help but marvel at the great power of love.
Additionally, Su Jingchen’s culinary skills were worth mentioning. Despite being quiet and slightly shy, once she picked up a knife, her cutting movements were like flowing clouds, incredibly fast and with a touch of performance art.
