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Chapter 55 - Chapter 55: Thirty a day, fifty in two days, a hundred in three days—any problem with that?

"Who would have thought Dr. Wen had such a hobby?"

Turning his head again, when he saw the items on the wooden shelf, Zhao Yu suddenly felt that the gift box he had brought was somewhat incongruous.

He bought tea leaves. Initially, he intended to buy nutritional supplements, but then he thought, a psychologist is still a doctor, right? What if they think the supplements aren't valuable enough? So, he simply chose tea leaves.

But now, his heart was still very uneasy.

"I can sign, but these few places need to be changed."

Wen Ying circled a few clauses that restricted her with a ballpoint pen. Zhao Yu had thought that what Wen Ying wanted was definitely a larger share of the profits, or a base salary plus one or two million, but he didn't expect it to be here.

He had originally planned to call the operations director, but he made the decision himself and agreed directly.

However, Ying also promised to livestream on the platform every month.

After Zhao Yu finished handling the contract issues, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. He planned to head back directly.

"Mr. Zhao, you're taking the train this afternoon, right? Aren't you planning to stay here for a few days?"

Zhao Yu looked at Wen Ying with a wry smile. He was a miserable worker; how could he have the privilege of traveling freely?

"The director is still waiting for my response, and I have too much work to leave. I'll visit Dr. Wen next time if I get the chance. If Dr. Wen doesn't like this tea... what do you like, Dr. Wen?"

"Helping people heal."

Zhao Yu: "..." He really couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't just present himself as a patient, could he?

But Zhao Yu probably didn't expect that since Wen Ying said something like "play for a few days," what does that indicate?

Is she a psychologist who talks useless nonsense?

"Mr. Zhao, if something were to happen on the way back, would you still insist on going?"

Zhao Yu: "..." This question once again touched upon his knowledge blind spot.

"Dr. Wen, could you tell me what this is about?"

"Car accident."

"Then I'll change trains."

"Mudslide."

Zhao Yu: "..."

"Dr. Wen, is there something on me?" Zhao Yu asked in a low voice, feeling a bit panicked.

He had been single for over twenty years and had never deceived any young girl. Although he wasn't the type to help elderly ladies cross the street, he had never done anything bad. He was just an ordinary corporate drone!

Wen Ying nodded, "Indeed, it's not very good. I see your complexion is dark. From a psychological perspective, your magnetic field has some issues. In short, it's not suitable for you to travel these days."

Zhao Yu was stunned!

When he arrived, none of these things had happened. Now, hearing Dr. Wen say this, could it have been on the way here?

Zhao Yu wanted to cry but had no tears. He aimed to get a promotion and a raise through hard work, but he didn't want to risk his life for it!

"It's because of my problem that those things happened, so no matter what, I can't buy the ticket!" Zhao Yu immediately used his phone to cancel the ticket.

But where to live is truly a big problem.

"There is an old inn on the street, no problem staying there, thirty yuan a day, you can stay there," Wen Ying said, as if she knew what Zhao Yu was thinking.

"Dr. Wen, is there still hope for me?"

"Of course, I said I am a qualified psychologist. This is a psychological issue; a prescription will do."

Zhao Yu let out a sigh of relief.

"But, you still have to leave here in three days."

"Even with medicine, it won't work?"

Wen Ying smiled without answering, but Zhao Yu's phone started ringing.

"Mom, what's up?"

"Marriage? How come I haven't heard about it? I have to go back today? But I'm on a business trip right now, and the boss said if I handle this well, I can get a promotion and a raise."

"No need to go back? Great! Then I'll send you a red envelope, and you and Dad can attend on my behalf!"

Zhao Yu let out a sigh of relief, hung up the phone, and looked at Wen Ying.

"Dr. Wen, my cousin is getting married. The whole process from start to finish is just three days. Will my visit affect them?"

Zhao Yu was completely convinced.

"Those on the shelf, take a look yourself and choose one."

Zhao Yu's eyes were immediately drawn to the old lighter. "Dr. Wen, does this lighter have any use besides lighting cigarettes?"

"Exorcism."

"..."

"Just a joke to help you muster some courage. You can choose this one if you like, but at night, you must light it to keep the fire going."

"Why?"

"By tonight, you'll know that this lighter costs ten thousand yuan."

"..."

"To be precise, the axe above costs ten thousand yuan."

Zhao Yu held the lighter in front of his eyes, carefully searching for the axe..

There really is.

Is this your gold axe, your silver axe, or your iron axe?

The small axe, its depiction exactly like the one in the story I read in elementary school, simple and true, touching the heart.

But..

"Dr. Wen, what did you use to draw this?" Zhao Yu didn't mention that he found it a bit strange. It didn't look like it was engraved, and besides, with the material of the lighter, how could it be engraved without professional tools?

"Drawn with a ballpoint pen."

"..." Zhao Yu had never felt that his psychological issues were this complicated before.

Then casually asked about a few more things, twenty thousand, forty thousand, and even eighty thousand..

Zhao Yu decisively picked up the lighter!

He just knew that a lighter suited him better. When the time came, he wondered if he could get reimbursed for it

After all, this sacrifice was made for work; the leader should be able to understand, right?

After seeing Zhao Yu off, Wen Ying opened the tea packaging. Inside were tea leaves worth several hundred yuan per can on the market. These two cans were probably worth about a thousand yuan. Wen Ying kept one can and planned to give the other to Uncle Zhang.

After all, for now, Uncle Zhang's family were the closest people to her in this world, even though they were just neighbors.

Zhao Yu encountered Aunt Zhang on the road. When Aunt Zhang heard that Wen Ying had asked him to stay, she enthusiastically led him to the only old inn in town. The inn was somewhat shabby and had few guests.

The landlady, around forty years old, usually spent her days playing cards and such. She was somewhat curious when she saw Zhao Yu.

"Our inn hasn't had any guests for half a year. Since you're here, how about thirty yuan for one day, fifty yuan for two days? How long will you be staying?"

"Three days."

"One hundred yuan, hand over your ID."

Zhao Yu obediently took out his ID card, feeling worried. Had he walked into a den of thieves?

One day thirty, two days fifty, three days a hundred..

No wonder no one comes to live here. I wonder if Dr. Wen knows about this situation?

Or has this street always been a bit strange?

Feeling both dissatisfied and uneasy, he maintained a smile on his face and took out a hundred yuan.

The landlady naturally had no idea what was going through Zhao Yu's mind at that moment. She greeted her guest with a radiant smile, especially since he was such a handsome young man. After all, she had grown tired of seeing the same faces on this street.

"I don't require any deposit here. The room only has a bed and a bathroom. Whether you like it or not, this is the only place you can stay. I've taken the hundred bucks, so go upstairs and pick a room for yourself."

Standing on the second floor, Zhao Yu never imagined that his hundred-yuan-a-night room could be this luxurious.