"Cousin, what are you doing?"
Dong Yingxue, driving her police car, received a call on her phone. It was from her cousin, who was quite extraordinary in the family, known as a "genius" with knowledge beyond her years.
Sometimes, Dong Yingxue wondered how her cousin's mind worked, always contemplating and reflecting. She once asked her in high school why it was "three hundred years" and not "five hundred years." Her cousin's response was intriguing.
She said that knowing too much could attract trouble, and "three hundred years" was enough.
With knowledge of divination, astrology, and strategy, her cousin had learned from her grandfather, a renowned figure in the metaphysical world. After her grandfather's passing, her cousin became fearless and unstoppable.
"Responding to a call, what's up?" Dong Yingxue asked as she drove.
Dong Yingxue's cousin, Zhuge Meili, was the one who had just signed a contract with Li Zhi today, providing her identification and agreeing to "spend the night" with him.
In her office, Zhuge Meili looked around and said, "I'm in trouble." Not only am I expected to accompany and entertain, but now I'm also being asked to sleep with someone. Cousin, you have to help me with this!
"Who dares to touch you?" Dong Yingxue chuckled. "With your personality, it's fortunate that no one takes advantage of you." "Who would dare to sleep with you?"
"I'm serious!" Zhuge Meili pouted, feeling indignant.
Dong Yingxue smiled and said, "I didn't say you were lying." Who would be so bold as to pursue Miss Zhuge? Tell me, and I'll take care of it.
"Someone I can't explain over the phone." "How about I treat you to dinner tomorrow night and tell you then?" Zhuge Meili called her cousin to arrange for the next day, not for an immediate meeting.
"Alright, call me then." "I have to hang up; I'm driving!" Dong Yingxue, with only one cherished cousin, couldn't refuse her request, whether she liked it or not.
"Stay safe!" After hanging up, Zhuge Meili muttered to herself, "Who does he think he is, trying to touch me?" "I'll scare him to death!"
She furrowed her brow as she sat at her desk, resting her chin in her hands, her long eyelashes fluttering.
"This person's appearance is so strange, really strange." At first glance, they seem ordinary, destined for a mediocre life. But beneath that ordinariness, there's a hint of a purple aura, faint but present. I can't understand it. With this hint of a purple aura, how can they be just an ordinary person? "It's strange, too strange."
"No, could someone have altered their fate?" How is that possible? "Even the great Zhuge Liang couldn't do it, so how could someone else?"
"If it's not a shift in destiny, why do their ordinary appearances take on a hint of a purple aura and retain it?"
"Not a government official or a king, so what use is the purple aura?" If I had it, I could advance at least three levels within a year.
"I have discovered a way to blend their purple aura with my cousin's, but it requires a strong bond and mutual interaction." Is my cousin willing?
"Does my cousin agree, and what benefit does it bring to me?" "That person seems like a playboy, with countless women in the first half of his life, and I can't see the second half... it doesn't seem like a good match."
Zhuge Meili muttered to herself in her office, thankful that no one else was around to witness her thoughts.
After thinking for about an hour, she still couldn't come up with an answer. Sitting up straight, she looked at the time on the wall.
Picking up the phone on her desk, she dialed a number at random.
"Mr. Wang, do you have any updates on the goods?"
"Miss Zhuge, to be honest, it's quite challenging to collect a million cans of goods in just one day!" The person on the other end complained.
"I don't want to hear excuses." "Just tell me how many goods you can find by the end of tomorrow, and I'll leave the rest to someone else to handle," Zhuge Meili said with a smile, her eyes brimming with new ideas.
"A million cans are no problem." The Qianjinmao Trading Company has a batch of canned goods for export, but they are being very stubborn about the price. "They are asking for seven yuan and fifty cents per bottle, not willing to budge a penny," the person hesitated, speaking up.
"At five yuan and fifty cents, can you sell them to me for two yuan more without doing anything?" I'll make two million without lifting a finger. "It's a lucrative deal," Zhuge Meili said, not waiting for a response before continuing, "Alright, please inform Mr. Qianjinmao for me." I'll take the goods. I'm willing to spend an extra two million. It's a gesture of goodwill, and I'll treat Mr. Wang and Mr. Qianjinmao to dinner.
The first half of her statement was straightforward, while the second half was a gesture of gratitude. Whether in personal or business matters, it was all the same. If someone doesn't make money, why should they give you their goods? Even if they do make money, it is a favor to sell you the goods when they know you urgently need them. If they don't, you have nothing to say. If they make money, you have to accept their invitation.
Finding connections and sourcing goods in such a short time was already a skill not everyone possessed.
After hanging up the phone, Zhuge Meili calculated in her mind. With the cans priced at seven yuan and fifty cents each, she would make a profit of one yuan and fifty cents per bottle, totaling one million five hundred thousand yuan for a hundred thousand bottles. In just half an afternoon, who could say that this money wasn't earned easily?
"I need to replace my car." I'd love to buy a Lamborghini, but I'm a little short on money. A Ferrari? It doesn't seem like enough. "What should I buy?" Zhuge Meili got up from her office chair, muttering to herself as she walked outside.
She had no qualms about using the company's resources for her own gain. If anyone dared to question her, she wouldn't stay there.
The "Tongtian Business Intermediary Company" was owned by her second uncle's brother. Even the top executives of typical companies wouldn't dare to speak too harshly to her.
Although she wasn't named Dong, anyone from the Dong family, except for the grandfather, could walk with their heads held high and without worry.
"Hello, Li Zhi asked me to call you." The goods have been found at the Daqianjinmao Trading Company's warehouse. You can go there to pick them up. "I've already spoken to their boss!" Zhuge Meili dialed the number provided by Li Zhi.