Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Virtuous One from Wan'an Pays a Visit

After finishing his meal, Qin Jing assigned some tasks to Susan, instructing her to contact a renovation company in preparation for upgrading the entire shop.

Only then did Qin Jing return to his own store, entering through the back door, where he saw Tang Peng fast asleep on the living room floor. To his left was a pile of cash—one million in fresh bills and four million in old notes.

He collected the old bills into his recycling space, but the new ones, not being second-hand, naturally couldn't be stored there. Just then, someone knocked on the door.

“Mr. Qin, are you there?”

Opening the door, he found Lu Man standing outside, carrying a large box.

“Put down the money, then you two can leave,” Qin Jing said impassively. Even after the deal was done, he felt no affection for them.

Lu Man woke Tang Peng and cautiously asked Qin Jing, “Mr. Qin, if we had formally proposed the transaction last night, would you have sold your extraordinary items to us?”

“Perhaps, depending on my mood,” Qin Jing replied. He felt that he wouldn't be selling extraordinary items to the Shadow Association any time soon. Though he had let them go this time, the Shadow Association remained a potential enemy; he wouldn't supply resources to them, even if it meant earning G points. Otherwise, for the sake of pure G points, he might have sold extraordinary items—after all, a magic stone was worth a million, which was far more profitable than forced trades like today.

Lu Man and Tang Peng left, visibly disappointed. As they departed, seeing that Qin Jing made no move to offer more money, Lu Man ultimately refrained from asking for the extra hundred thousand in fresh bills.

Qin Jing walked to the mirror and checked his G points.

Three days ago, he had spent every last G point to upgrade his “Solo Sales Strategy.” Then, after trading with Zheng Qiuying, he gained 150G, and with the recycling of the F650, another 320G. This time, the new bills amounted to 1.02 million, meaning the twelve items sold for 6.02 million, earning him 602G.

Yet his G point balance was not considerable, with only 952G remaining.

Using the recycling map near the shop incurred no fee, so about 120G were spent.

He recalled the G point numbers he had glimpsed over the past few days and asked the mirror, “Has my daily G point consumption increased recently?”

Since his skills had upgraded, the GDP’s functions had become more comprehensive, making the “Encyclopedia” feature less prominent, but it still existed.

“After mastering the blue skill, daily consumption has reached 50G.”

Seeing this number, Qin Jing was stunned. Previously, his G point consumption fluctuated around 10G. Now, with skill enhancements, the cost had increased as well.

But thinking it through, if G points were a mysterious energy sustaining GDP operations, then skill upgrades and prolonged use must consume energy. A daily expense of 50G wasn’t too much after all.

“In that case, I need to keep some old bills in reserve—money really does go fast.”

“At least keep three million in old bills, roughly a week’s worth of G point consumption, as a GDP reserve. If anything unexpected happens, I can keep the GDP supplied. Ah, when will I finally be able to bring my mother here?”

After this deal, Qin Jing’s assets neared eight million, enough to buy a small house in Lenghai. Yet now, burdened by G point expenses, he dared not touch that money. Living alone, he wasn’t in a hurry to buy property; the key was his wish to bring his mother from his hometown.

To do that, he must at least provide her with a beautiful, spacious house and the best living conditions, so she’d know her son was doing well in Lenghai. Otherwise, not to mention whether his home-loving mother would even want to leave, just the matter of being expelled from school—which happened a year ago—he still hadn’t told his family about!

Leaving old bills for G point consumption, he could freely spend the remaining G points. His recycling skill was still not at master level.

Just as Qin Jing pondered whether to upgrade his recycling skill now, a middle-aged man appeared at the door.

“Is the boss in?”

The man entered with a cheerful smile.

Qin Jing glanced at him, then straightened his expression. Businesspeople always judge by attire—it’s a kind of practical snobbery, but normal in this society. The man wore all designer brands, coordinated impeccably, projecting an air of authority. It was easy to guess he was a major businessman.

“I am. What do you need?” Qin Jing asked. The man seemed surprised by Qin Jing's youth, but smiled and handed him a business card. “Hello, my name is Wan Anxian. I have a business proposition and would like to discuss it with you, if you have some time?”

It was Wan Anxian, the man who had delivered money to Tang Peng and Lu Man last night!

Hearing the name, Qin Jing found it familiar, then suddenly remembered: this was the Shadow Association’s financier.

His first reaction was: Could it be the Shadow Association is unwilling to give up and wants to use someone else to negotiate a deal?

He frowned. “What’s this about?”

Wan Anxian, noticing the shift in Qin Jing’s demeanor, was momentarily taken aback but explained, “I’m planning to do some business in Erdaozi Lane and think your place is ideal. To be frank, I’ve just spoken to the landlord, who told me you renewed your lease for the long term and also rented the neighboring storefront. So I came to ask if you’d be interested in transferring it. Rest assured, my offer will certainly satisfy you.”

“Renting?”

Qin Jing was surprised. Seeing Wan Anxian had no idea who he was, Qin Jing looked at him with a half-amused, half-serious expression. “You want to rent my property?”

“Yes. I have my reasons, and price-wise, you can rest easy. I’m offering 200,000 per month—double your lease rate.”

Wan Anxian spoke with confidence. After delivering money to the Shadow Association last night, he hadn’t left immediately but lingered nearby. He noticed Tang Peng had stayed there and speculated: could this place be the Shadow Association’s branch in Lenghai?

Being too far to know exactly where Tang Peng was staying, Wan Anxian merely thought he should rent a location close to the Shadow Association for his own plans. As the former richest man in Lenghai, he wielded considerable influence, so he found Wang Shouren this morning, learned Qin Jing had just renewed his lease, and came to negotiate.

To Wan Anxian, this was trivial—after all, what problem in the real world can’t be solved with money?

Then Qin Jing looked at him, half-smiling, and suddenly asked, “What do you plan to do with it? Trying to get close to the Shadow Association?”

“Get close…”

Wan Anxian gasped, staring at Qin Jing in shock. Was this man an extraordinary too? And by the sound of it, he wasn’t on good terms with the Shadow Association!

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