This was said so openly that it startled Bao Yongxing, who was admiring the flowers.
He quickly turned around and withdrew his palm with a smile.
"Sister Wang, I am a serious person. I discover and appreciate beauty from an artistic perspective, not what you think!"
Bao Yongxing explained in a serious manner, which made people feel very sincere.
"Besides, I am engaged and have never had any sexual relations. If my father finds out that I am sleeping with an aunt, he will definitely kick me out of the house!"
Hearing this, Wang Lan's expression changed.
"Sorry, sorry, it was a slip of the tongue. Please don't take offense. It's not aunt, it's eldest sister!"
Bao Yongxing knew he had said something wrong and quickly changed his words to make amends, but Wang Lan's expression did not improve much.
She also knew that she was a bit older, but she wouldn't be called an aunt. In terms of style and charm, Wang Lan felt good about herself, much better than those yellow-haired girls who had never been out of society.
But she was asking for help. No matter how unhappy she felt, she couldn't lose her temper.
Coincidentally, the waiter appeared at this time and brought the prepared rice noodles, which effectively alleviated the embarrassment between both parties.
Bao Yongxing hurriedly greeted: "Come on, come on, eat it while it's hot. If the soup is cold, it won't be cooked!"
After saying that, he picked up his chopsticks and worked hard.
Wang Jie also started eating, but Wang Lan had no appetite. She stared at the sizzling soup pot in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
Bao Yongxing ate very quickly, and was not afraid of burning his mouth. He finished the portion in front of him in three strokes, while Wang Lan only took a few small bites and barely moved.
"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" Bao Yongxing asked.
"Maybe I ate too much for breakfast and I don't have much appetite now." Wang Lan said casually, put down the chopsticks and leaned back, probably not eating.
"Thirty yuan a portion, don't waste it!" Bao Yongxing rubbed his hands and moved all the empty bowls in front of him, "Don't force it if you can't eat it, I'll help you solve it!"
Immediately afterwards, Bao Yongxing took Wang Lan's portion and started to move on his own regardless of other people's eyes. It didn't take long for him to finish all the food, and he leaned back on the chair with satisfaction and burped.
"Mr. Bao, let's discuss the business again!" Wang Lan took out a tissue and handed it to Bao Yongxing, "If you think 40 million is not enough, how about 50 million? This price is already very fair!"
"Fairness is fair, but you are a free hand. I have to do something first before I can see the money, which makes it difficult for me to do it!" Bao Yongxing took the tissue and wiped his mouth, and also wiped off the splash on the table.
The soup arrived.
"I know this, but the remuneration of 50 million is far beyond the normal standard. Mr. Bao can seriously consider it." Wang Lan persuaded sincerely.
Through Wang Jie, she has a clear understanding of the current market situation, and 50 million is enough to hire very capable people to work for her.
However, Wang Jie only heard about it and couldn't find the corresponding channels, so naturally he couldn't recruit anyone.
Strictly speaking, they are just a fraud gang, fighting on a small scale. They are far from the real underground world, and there is basically no possibility of contact.
Moreover, even if there is a way, nothing can be done without the money.
According to industry regulations, whether you are looking for a mercenary or a killer, you must pay a deposit in advance. No matter whether the other party completes the job or not, the deposit will not be refunded.
The reason is that you have to take a lot of risks in this business, not only breaking the law, but also risking your life. The deposit is equivalent to buying your life, and the final payment is an extra reward.
Therefore, it is unrealistic to expect nothing but nothing, and Bao Yongxing was right.
However, 50 million is indeed a huge amount of money, enough to be equivalent to Master Dan Jin's total income for a year, so the temptation is not small.
Bao Yongxing thought about it for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Okay, fifty million is fifty million! Where is this person now? I'll go meet him for a while!"
Wang Lan was overjoyed, suppressed his excitement, and quickly replied: "This person's whereabouts are not yet known, but we found out that he has close contact with the female owner of a nightclub. We can go there and wait for him, or we can deliberately do something.
When trouble comes out, let him show up."
"Nightclub? I like it!" Bao Yongxing became excited when he heard it, and he sat upright.
Any place where beautiful women gather will arouse Bao Yongxing's strong interest, and this time is no exception.
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After leaving the art college, Ye Xingyu drove straight to the medicinal materials market and purchased all the ingredients needed for the beauty lotion. Then he returned to Lishui Nanwan to process the medicinal materials and refine them in a pressure cooker.
Wait until the liquid medicine comes out of the pot, then let it cool down naturally, and finally put it all in an empty bottle and set it aside for use.
After casually tidying up and cleaning up the kitchen, Ye Xingyu took the beauty lotion to Xuan Rumeng.
Today's colleges and universities are actually the universities of the old world, and there is no difference in essence.
The professional titles of teachers in colleges and universities are divided into four levels: teaching assistant, lecturer, associate professor, and professor.
Among them, the main task of a teaching assistant is to assist in teaching. In principle, he cannot teach alone. Only by becoming a lecturer can he teach a course independently.
When Xuan Rumeng first came here, he was just a small teaching assistant. Because of his good work performance, he became a lecturer after one year of employment and was assigned a single dormitory, which was built inside the college.
Ye Xingyu parked his car outside the school as usual, then walked inside and called Xuan Rumeng to agree on a meeting place.
Soon after, the two met, and Xuan Rumeng took Ye Xingyu back to his dormitory.
It is said to be one bedroom and one living room, but the space is very small, with a total area of only about thirty square meters. The bathroom and kitchen are squeezed together, just like Ye Xingyu's previous rental house.
However, this building was newly built last year. It is clean and tidy and not bad. There is a green belt downstairs, the air is fresh, and it is quiet.
"Sit down wherever you want, I'll get you a glass of water!" Xuan Rumeng pointed to the small sofa in the living room.
"No, I'm not thirsty." Ye Xingyu waved his hand, "Go find a knife and I'll heal the scar on your face first."
Xuan Rumeng walked into the kitchen, quickly brought a clean fruit knife, handed it to Ye Xingyu and asked: "Is this okay?"
"Okay!" Ye Xingyu nodded, and then said, "Let's go to your room?"
Xuan Rumeng said "Okay" and took two steps to open the bedroom door.
The furnishings inside are very simple, with only a bed and a wardrobe, and nothing else, not even a small bedside table lamp.
"Go to bed and lie down." Ye Xingyu gave a brief order.
Xuan Rumeng hesitated for a moment, but still obeyed the order, took off his shoes, and lay down with his clothes on.
Ye Xingyu sat on the edge of the bed and said: "Close your eyes, it may hurt a little, please bear with it for a while."
Xuan Rumeng nodded, followed the instructions, and slowly closed his eyes.