Reborn Villain's Creed

Zhong Guohui looked at the girl with a stern look in her eyes and a firm tone. He held the water bottle in silence for a while, then said, "Master, do I have a choice?"

She seemed to give him the opportunity to choose, but in fact he had no choice at all.

Things had come to this point, and there was no way he could persuade her, let alone watch her take risks.

Zhong Guohui finished his water, crushed the bottle and threw it into the trash can, then said to the overly calm girl, "Let's go."

Mo Wan looked at Zhong Guohui who was walking in front as usual, and raised his leg to catch up.

Walked for a while.

Mo Wan asked the person in front. "Where are you going?"

This is not the direction to leave the construction site.

Zhong Guohui said: "Pay wages."

Knot.

The knot.

Although the young master has more money than he can spend, he built it brick by brick, so he has to get it no matter how little it is.

Zhong Guohui walked into the shed and said to the foreman who was eating chicken legs, drinking Coke and watching a video on his phone, "Brother Shan, I quit. Please give me this month's wages."

When Brother Shan heard his words, he didn't even turn his head and waved at the beautiful woman who was twisting her waist.

Zhong Guohui approached him. "Brother Shan, there's something important at home that requires me to go back. I want to get paid now."

Maybe it disturbed his interest in looking at beautiful women.

Shan Ge frowned and threw the chicken leg bone onto the cluttered table. "Payment? Is today the day to pay?"

Zhong Guohui kindly reminded him of the unkind words he had said. "Brother Shan, we agreed at the beginning that the wages would be paid as soon as you leave."

"Really? Why don't I remember?" Shan Ge looked him up and down, weighed the pros and cons, and said, "You can leave if you want. Come back and get your wages when the deadline comes."

If he refused to pay, it would be too embarrassing. His workers would think he was a difficult contractor, and if they all left after being paid, where would he find so many workers? It was better to handle it cautiously.

Besides, half a day has passed today. If he leaves at this time, he must have something urgent to do, and he won’t be back for a while. If he delays, he may not come back to get it.

Seeing him groveling, Brother Shan said awkwardly, "Old Zhong, you're old now. Who would want you? Go back and take care of your affairs first. Come back after you've dealt with your family affairs. You're always welcome here, Brother Shan."

Zhong Guohui calmly looked at the contractor who first used PUA and then played the emotional card, wondering how come after so many years, their words to please people were still at this level.

When Zhong Guohui was thinking about whether to make a quick decision or take some time to let him pay himself on his own initiative.

Another person came into the cramped and messy room.

Footsteps are heard.

Zhong Guohui and Shan Ge both looked over.

After seeing people.

Shan Ge's eyes lit up and the smile on his face became much more lively.

Zhong Guohui decisively gave up the second option and said to Shan Ge: "I don't want today's wages. Give me the previous wages. It's a total of 21 days of work, a total of 5684 yuan."

The young master is getting impatient. If he continues to delay, it might not just be a matter of getting paid.

Shan Ge looked at the girl who made this humble place so beautiful, pushed aside the laborer who was in the way, and walked away with a smile. "Girl, are you here to look for someone?"

His smile was warm and friendly, and his tone was soft and gentle, as if he was afraid of startling this little delicate flower.

Zhong Guohui looked at the contractor, who was drooling, and had no dissatisfaction or worries about his behavior.

Mo Wan glanced at the greasy fat man who was staring at her with lustful eyes, then looked at Zhong Guohui behind him. "Why are you so slow?"

It's not about worrying about what might happen to him, but about blaming him for being too slow.

Zhong Guohui was about to speak.

Shan Ge said, "So you are here to see Zhong Ge."

He was just Lao Zhong, but now he’s called Brother Zhong. I don’t know if this makes him look younger.

Brother Shan then said, "Brother Zhong, you are really something. I have never heard you mention such a beautiful daughter."

In terms of age, Zhong Guohui can indeed be her father.

He just said that there was something going on at home, so it must be about his daughter.

Without waiting for Zhong Guohui to answer, Shan Ge said very sensibly: "Of all things, family matters are the most important. Brother Zhong, how much money did you say just now?"

Zhong Guohui said: "5684."

"5684, 5684." Brother Shan muttered while looking for the foreskin.

He found the bag covered by clothes in the corner of the sofa, took out a bundle of money and said, "Here is 10,000 yuan. Brother Zhong, take it for emergency use first, and come back when you have sorted out your affairs."

Zhong Guohui never thought that he would not get the money, but he also never thought that it would be so easy to get the money.

Zhong Guohui was a little surprised to see Shan Ge being so straightforward. He took the bundle of money and counted out the money that belonged to him.

When Shan saw him counting the money, he said generously, "Brother Zhong, we've known each other for so long, take this money. If you really feel bad about it, I can deduct it from your salary later."

Zhong Guohui returned the extra money to him. "It doesn't belong to you, so it's too hot to handle."

Brother Shan wanted to say something else.

Zhong Guohui put the money on the table and prepared to leave with the girl.

Seeing them about to leave, Brother Shan quickly asked, "Brother Zhong, how old is your daughter? Would it be convenient for her to leave her contact information?"

Mo Wan glanced at the man called Shan Ge and turned to leave the room.

Zhong Guohui also followed.

Shan Ge chased her out and started promoting himself, saying that he had a house, a car, savings, and was still unmarried, etc.

Zhong Guohui didn't dare to stop at all, for fear that the young master would be unhappy and he would not see the sun tomorrow.

but……

Mo Wan frowned and said to the housekeeper beside him, "Uncle Zhong, I don't like his voice."

It's the voice, not what he said.

This shows that it wasn't that he said something he shouldn't have said that made her angry, but that she felt disgusted by just hearing his voice.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Guohui stopped helplessly and looked at Shan Ge who was still eager to introduce himself.

When Shan Ge saw him stop, he thought he had hope and looked at him with shining eyes.

Zhong Guohui put his arm around Shan Ge's shoulder and said politely, "Let's go back and talk."

Having said that, he half-forced him back.

Mo Wan put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the two people who had just entered the small room. His face was indifferent, as if they were going back to get something.

About two minutes later.

Zhong Guohui came out and acted as if nothing had happened, and left with the girl who was waiting for him.

Leave the construction site.

Mo Wan got into a car parked on the side of the road and said to the driver in front, "Shi Qin, this is my butler, Zhong Guohui."

A concise yet formal introduction.

Shi Qin had been with her for so long, but this was the first time he heard her introduce someone to him so formally.

Shi Qin turned to look at the old man sitting in the same row with his boss and offered him his hand. "Hello, Butler Zhong. My name is Shi Qin."

Zhong Guohui shook his hand, feeling the calluses on his hand from holding a gun, and observed his expression and demeanor. "Are you the young master's new bodyguard?"

New bodyguard?

It seems that he is the young master’s first bodyguard.

Shi Qin looked at him and the girl beside him suspiciously.

Seeing his reaction, Zhong Guohui smiled and said, "The young master has many bodyguards. You are not the first, but I hope you will be one of the last."

Why does this make me feel a little uncomfortable?

Shi Qin paused and smiled, "Thank you for your kind words, Steward Zhong. I will try my best to survive to the end."

He then asked the boss, "Master, where are we going?"

Mo Wan said, "Jasmine Tea Restaurant."

Jasmine Tea Restaurant.

This was the first time Mo Wan made an appointment with Liu Hong to book a table, but because of his cautiousness, he changed it to the Yiming Coffee Shop he specified.

Our first meeting and our first transaction took place at Yiming Coffee Shop.

For this second transaction, she booked it at the Jasmine Tea Restaurant.

It’s just a shop only two hundred meters away. It seems to be a change of taste, but in fact it is a change of status.

Before this, Mo Wan had nothing to do. After he solved the problem of Senda with nothing to gain, he started a conversation with the young master of the arms dealer and asked him to come out for a meeting.

It’s different now, everything has to be done according to her preferences.

Mo Wan entered the tea restaurant's private room and said to Shi Qin, "Go back to the police station after you finish eating. Butler Zhong is here for you."

Hearing this, Shi Qin hesitated and looked at the elderly Zhong Guohui, then at the boss who was already looking through the menu. "Master, I don't have anything important to do this afternoon. I'll wait for you outside."

Mo Wan said without even looking up: "No, nothing will happen."

Shi Qin said, "According to reports, arms dealers like Liu Hong and Nia have been quite active recently. I wonder if they are having a disagreement or want to join forces. Young Master, it's always better to be careful."

Mo Wan asked: "Do you know who my first bodyguard was?"

We were talking about this transaction, so why are we talking about bodyguards again?

Shi Qin was puzzled.

Mo Wan looked up at him and handed the entire menu to Uncle Zhong. "He was my first bodyguard, and he's the only one left alive. Shi Qin, if there's a danger we can't handle, then you won't be able to handle it either."

Zhong Guohui took the menu and smiled friendly at the young man looking at him. "Officer Shi, I've been with the young master for a long time. If you have any questions in the future, you can always come and ask me."

Shi Qin was a little embarrassed, pulled the corners of his mouth and nodded slightly.

Zhong Guohui looked at the young man who seemed a little lost and handed the menu to the waiter who came in. "I want the first and second pages."

The waiter happily agreed to serve them as quickly as possible when he met such a quick and generous customer.

Shi Qin looked at the waiter who was walking away happily, then at the old man in front of him. "How do you know that this is what the young master wants?"

She didn't say anything just now, she just flipped through the menu!

Zhong Guohui smiled again at his question. "The young master spent half a second longer on these two pages than on the others."

Shi Qin said, "Then maybe she only likes one or two of the dishes?"

"You have to eat even if you didn't order." Zhong Guohui said: "The purpose of this afternoon tea is to trade, not to enjoy food."

Since it is a transaction, you can't just order the amount you can eat. You have to create a sense of momentum in the quantity and be generous, not stingy.

After all, this transaction is of vital importance, and the young master is still just the young master, not her father, Master Mo, so the proper etiquette and pomp must be maintained.

Shi Qin felt a little dissatisfied when he saw Zhong Guohui, who had put so many details and tricks into a simple afternoon tea order, but he had to admit that he was more suitable to stay here than himself.

With him around, he should be able to take good care of the young master.

Shi Qin didn't think any more about it. He said hello to them and left.

Wait for Shiqin to leave.

Zhong Guohui said to the girl who had been watching the show: "Master, he seems to be feeling unbalanced."

Mo Wan asked back, "Who caused this?"

If he hadn't insisted on moving bricks, how could these bodyguards not recognize him? Would they think he was a latecomer?

So, what does it have to do with her?

Seeing that he was not taking the bright road and the girl was blaming him, Zhong Guohui said without any excuse: "It's okay, I have a way to solve it."

How could the young master be wrong?

Even if the young master was wrong, it was because he did not handle it well.

Mo Wan didn't care whether Zhong Guohui was solving the imbalance or Shi Qin.

She looked at the news on her phone about her engagement to Young Master Ma San, and thought about some things that needed to be adjusted.

For example, things related to the Weimin Company can only be completed ahead of time and cannot be delayed any further.

Mo Wan sent a message to Xiao Lancheng and transferred some money to him.

Xiao Lancheng quickly replied to her with an emoticon that said "I'm doing it, I'm doing it."

Mo Wan: If you can’t do your job well, get out of here.

Xiao Lancheng: Master, you are being so rude. When have I ever done anything wrong?

Mo Wan: I want to see the result before dark.

Xiao Lancheng: "It takes three years to build a skyscraper from scratch, but creating a millionaire from scratch is a matter of minutes. Give me another hour, and I guarantee to turn Gao Shan into an impeccable super-rich second-generation!"

The matter was simple. The boss was afraid that he would be lazy and wanted to pay him more. If he didn't do the job well, he would feel sorry for his own hands.

Mo Wan was very satisfied when she saw Xiao Lancheng's reply.

But at the same time.

Zhong Guohui looked at the time, feeling vaguely uneasy.

It's almost three o'clock.

The person who wants to trade with the young master has not arrived yet.

Zhong Guohui looked at the girl who was playing with her mobile phone and seemed to be in a good mood. She hoped that this person would come as agreed, but also hoped that he would not come.

The young master, like Master Mo, doesn't like people who are late. This will make her unhappy and may lead to the cancellation of the transaction.

If the deal is cancelled, can she go back to school and study hard?

Zhong Guohui knew that the probability of this was very small.

But what if?

It is not impossible that if the young master encounters difficulties and decides not to revive the family business.

but--

There aren't so many what-ifs in this world.

Five minutes before three o'clock, the door of the box was pushed open by the waiter.

Zhong Guohui saw the fat man coming in, and then looked at the girl who was sure he would come.

After a long time, it turned out that her transaction partner was the young master of the Liu family.

He thought that he was the one in charge of the Liu family.

Liu Hong came in and said, "Master, you finally came to see me. I thought you were just joking last time."

Mo Wan didn't explain, only saying, "You'll soon know whether this is a joke or not."

"Yes, yes, yes." Liu Hong sat down opposite her and looked at the stranger in the room. "Master, who is he?"

Mo Wan said, "I'm the housekeeper."

"Butler?" Liu Hong wondered. "Do you have a house that needs a housekeeper? And why not find someone younger? He's old, not good-looking, and not useful. He might even have trouble moving things."

Mo Wan deliberately said, "I found it at the construction site. It should be OK for moving things."

Liu Hong didn't understand and didn't agree, but since he didn't pay the man, he didn't say much.

He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the plate of crystal shrimp dumplings in the middle of the table, and asked symbolically: "Master, I want to eat it, you should not mind?"

Mo Wan said, "I don't mind."

After hearing her words, Liu Hong started eating dumplings one bite at a time.

Mo Wan looked at Liu Hong who was eating heartily and asked curiously, "Didn't you have lunch?"

Liu Hong's mouth was full, and he kept waving his hands while speaking incoherently.

His bearded bodyguard said, "He was scolded by his father this morning and he's still mad about it."

It’s great that I can still be scolded by my father even though I’m this old.