100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 367 Feng Qiwu

Zhan Huhu: ...Senior's perverse sense of humor is truly something else.

Jin Huan enjoyed the meal and was generally quite happy. Zhan Huhu didn't try to take it from her much, nor did she dare to.

The joy of finding meat in every scoop from the pot is something only those who have experienced it can understand!

After she had eaten her fill, she stopped and sat down, gently swinging her legs.

"Are there any other orders you can take?"

Zhan Huhu was taken aback by the question. She thought that a senior with such cultivation level was just dabbling in it and would be too embarrassed to ask a big shot for a small task. She didn't expect that the person was so dedicated to his job.

"Yes, I do. Are you short of money lately?" Logically speaking, a senior who has been around for so many years must have some assets. Those who cultivate the path, whether human celestial masters, superhumans, or demon cultivators, are less short of money the higher their cultivation level is, because they have plenty of disciples and grand-disciples to offer them. So when she asked this question, she was a little unsure.

"What's missing." Her belongings were all in the tomb, and she was too lazy to dig up her own grave, so she could only spend what she earned now.

She's a trendsetter in the internet age. As people say online, women in the new era should earn their own money and spend it themselves, unlike the old days!

"So, what do you think of this task?"

While rummaging through her bag, Zhan Huhu took out a file and handed it to Jin Huan.

She opened it and took a look.

It's not complicated, and the reward is quite high, so it's worth taking.

Judging from her expression, Zhan Huhu knew that the little ancestor was quite satisfied with the task.

"Although this mission only pays 300 million, it's quite easy to just act as the other party's female bodyguard and go to a teahouse for tea."

Zhan Huhu would never give anyone money that comes out of thin air like this; he's only doing it to please this little darling.

"Okay, sure. What date should I go?"

"Three days later."

"Ok."

......

When Yan Junwu picked her up, she was sitting under the open-air cinema tent behind the Taylor Shopping Mall, holding a cup of milk tea and watching a movie.

"You're here!"

"My little darling has such a leisurely time?"

"Yeah, who told you to come so late? You're punishing me by having to buy me a KFC taco!"

"That's only available in summer, how about I treat you to a family bucket?"

"Okay." Although the reply was somewhat reluctant, it was still an agreement.

The two walked forward hand in hand, when a staggering figure appeared ahead of them.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a homeless beggar.

There are many people like this in this area. They are probably controlled by a gang, who leads them in an organized manner and makes these disabled homeless people beg.

Some are truly pitiful, but some are truly despicable.

For example... the one blocking their way now.

They probably saw that the two of them were dressed well and looked like rich fools, so they knelt down in front of the two of them with a limp in front of everyone.

It was making incoherent, mumbling noises that were impossible to understand.

Those who didn't know better might think this person was deaf and mute. There are many poor people in the world like this. While Yan Junwu isn't exactly known for his generosity, for someone of this caliber, it's better to avoid trouble. He reached into his pocket to give a few yuan as a token of his appreciation.

However, given the current social climate, not many people carry cash. He clearly remembered that he had spent a hundred-yuan bill on cigarettes yesterday, so he should have some change on him, but he couldn't find it now. It was probably taken out by the auntie who was tidying up the clothes.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any change," he said kindly to the beggar kneeling in front of the two men.

To his surprise, the other party pulled out a payment QR code and handed it to him.

Yan Junwu: ...