Eight in the morning, the 27th of September.
Duan Tianhe, who had been working through the night, stretched lazily and had a sip of hot tea from his Thermos flask.
hetui!
Swallowing the goji berries that he accidentally drank, Duan Tianhe checked the time and went to his bed in the small room he was separated from his office.
Having just finished his work, he could rest for an hour or two.
Sleep was now a luxury for him, since there were too many things he had to do every day.
Be that as it may, just as he drifted off to sleep, his WeChat video call rang.
It was from Jiang He.
Circulating his True Qi to dispel his drowsiness, Duan Tianhe sat up on his bed and answered the call, chuckling, "Jiang He, why did you call me so early in the morning?"
"What early in the morning?"
On the other end of the call, Jiang He was sitting cross-legged on his sports car, holding a piece of bread in one hand and a glass of milk in the other. "It's already eight o 'clock," he said, "and the sun is already up. Early in the morning?"
The corner of Duan Tianhe's mouth twitched.
Why does it sound weird coming out of Jiang He's mouth … You sleep until you wake up naturally every day, and you complain about the quality of your sleep? Have you ever thought about someone like me who is busy cultivating twenty-four hours a day?
Jiang He did not blame that.
After having a mouthful of bread and a sip of milk, the sports car was very stable under the 'driverless' system.
Looking at the phone that was fixed to the phone rack, Jiang He asked, "Old Duan, it's like this … does the MAD have gold?"
"Gold?"
Duan Tianhe shook his head. "You could buy that at a gold shop. Where would the MAD have gold?"
"Alright."
Then, Jiang He asked, "Chief Duan, has Deputy Zhou returned? When would the three rewards I picked be delivered? "
In fact, that was the main reason he called.
The three rewards Jiang He had picked were a mystic flying sword fragment, a rank-seven floral spirit that improved spirit, and a handful of sunflower seeds!
The sunflower seeds were the same as what Mu Wanqiu had promised him.
It was said that the Superpower Research Department and the MAD had discovered the sunflower together, and split it in half after plucking it. In Jiang He's opinion, sunflower seeds were easy to carry around and could be munched anywhere, so having more was always better.
"Assistant Zhou has already gone back. If you are in a hurry, I will help you urge him."
"Thank you, Director Duan."
Jiang He did not bother with pleasantries either.
In any case, it was an award given to him, so what was there to be polite about?
He drove to Spirit State City. Interestingly, he was stopped by the traffic police again, and it was the same traffic police officer from last time. But this time, the traffic police officer didn't say anything. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Mr. Jiang, can I take a picture with you?"
"You know me?"
Jiang He was a little surprised.
He got off the car and took a selfie with the traffic policeman. After he got on the car, the traffic policeman suddenly saluted him and said, "Mister Jiang, thank you for everything you have done for Lingzhou City."
Then, he patted his chest and guaranteed, "From today onwards, you can drive your car as you please in Lingzhou City. I'll contact the brothers in the various detachments and have them remember your car and license plate number."
Delighted, Jiang He said, "That's not a good idea, is it? After all, I'm driving without a license … and I don't have a license plate! "
Only then did the traffic policeman react.
That's right, how can I remember the license plate number without a license plate?
After some thought, he said, "Mister Jiang, could you give me your number? I'll help you with the license plate, and I'll think of a way to get your driver's license. "
"No way!"
Jiang He said righteously. "You are a civil servant of the traffic police. How could you do something against the law for me?"
What kind of joke was that?
Did his car need a driver's license?
To tell the truth, Jiang He was tempted to change cars now.
Aside from the fact that he could do whatever he wanted while driving, it had no other advantages. As for the Transformer, the portable Vulcan, and the laser sword, what use were they … it was just a rank-seven.
It wouldn't even be as fast as Jiang He could run.
"Maybe I could plant another plane?"
"Forget it. Planes are too dangerous, and it's said that there are too many flying Ferals in the skies right now, making planes easy targets … that flying sword fragment that I suspected to be a mystic weapon is not bad, though I don't know if I could plant it. If I could, I could use Royal Sword Flight in the future."
Soon.
Jiang He's sports car was parked in front of a gold shop in Lingzhou City called Old Fengxiang. Interestingly, there was a shop called Zhou Dafu right next to it, which sold gold and jewelry as well.
The shop had just opened for business, and there were no customers inside. Only a bunch of employees were yawning, clearly having not slept well.
That left Jiang He genuinely envious …
Others were always full of sleep, looking as if they could fall asleep at any moment if given a bed. On the other hand, Jiang He was different — he was full of energy every day, only falling asleep around three or four in the morning.
Suddenly, a cry of surprise could be heard.
"Wow, that guy is so handsome!"
All at once, the entire gold shop was in an uproar.
The eyes of the female employees who were yawning were twinkling, and some of them were throwing flirtatious glances when they saw Jiang He's sports car parked outside.
Quietly putting on a disposable mask, Jiang He cut to the chase, saying, "Where's your boss? Get him here. "
Soon.
A plump middle-aged man came to greet him.
Jiang He cut to the chase and asked, "What's the price of gold now? How much do you have in stock? I'll take it all — and only pure gold! "
The middle-aged man appeared taken aback. "We have over three thousand pieces of pure gold jewelry in our shop …"
"Don't tell me how many. Just calculate it by catty."
Jiang He waved him off. "I'm very busy, so make a count right away. I want everything made of pure gold, and I'll sell everything according to market price. I won't give you a penny less."
Even as he spoke, Jiang He walked out of Old Fengxiang and went to Zhou Dafu, making the same request.
It was now 'Troubled Times', and the price of gold had risen to five hundred dollars per gram, which meant that one catty of gold was worth a quarter of a million dollars.
Jiang He had looted a total of ninety catties of pure gold jewelry from the two gold shops, including necklaces, rings, earrings, and bracelets.
Now that he had enough gold, the next step was smelting them into gold bricks.
That was a piece of cake.
Jiang He drove to the Martial Arts Department (MAD) and found the old blacksmith, smiling. "I'm here again, old coward. I have a favor to ask today."
As he spoke, he took out a carton of cigarettes and two bottles of fine wine and handed it to him.
The old man refused, saying that Duan Tianhe had instructed him not to charge Jiang He anything.
Jiang He smiled. "You're quite demanding, you old coward. Some cigarettes and wine aren't worth much, and it's just a small token of my appreciation. I won't ask for your help if you don't accept it."
The old blacksmith had to accept it.
Jiang He then poured the pile of pure gold jewelry on the floor, saying, "Help me smelt this gold into gold bricks, the kind that's one catty a piece."
The old blacksmith gaped and could not help exclaiming, "Are you robbing someone?"
"How much could I earn from robbing?"
Jiang He was a little speechless.
How much cash could he get even if he robbed a bank?
He could go out and kill a few Ferals faster than robbing a bank, and growing some fruits and vegetables would earn him more than robbing.
"That's right. You're Jiang He. Why would you need to rob?"
The old man lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. Soon, he made several 'molds', and with a wave of his hand, a pitch-black hammer appeared in the air …
Whoosh!
Flames blazed over the hammer, and soon melted the pile of pure gold jewelry into liquid.
Under the old man's control, the liquid was poured into the 'molds', and soon, gold bricks were formed.
Jiang He was standing outside the old blacksmith's workshop, smoking when a surprised voice called out, "Mister Jiang?"
Jiang He turned and frowned.
A beautiful lady in sportswear with a nice figure and a pair of black-rimmed glasses appeared in his vision. She looked familiar, but he could not remember her name right then.
"You are …?"
The beautiful lady in sportswear appeared displeased and snorted. "Hmph. You're really forgetful, Mister Jiang …"
"Oh …"
Jiang He slapped himself on the head and exclaimed, "Isn't this Chief Wu? I couldn't recognize you with your clothes on."
Pfft.
The old blacksmith could not help laughing out loud in his workshop.
Wu Yueru clenched her teeth and stomped her foot, barking, "Bleh! Pervert!"
She then turned and stormed off.
"What the heck?"
Jiang He was confused.
'Did I say something wrong?
'I didn't, did I …'
'You've always been wearing office lady attire and as sexy as you can get, but I almost couldn't recognize you now that you're wearing sportswear.'
Beside him, a soft chuckle could be heard. Jiang He turned to find Wang Siyu standing quietly beneath the weeping willow tree nearby.
Noticing that Jiang He was looking at her, Wang Siyu lowered her head by reflex and tucked her hair behind her ears.
(PS: Begging for monthly votes, recommendation votes, everything. There's one more chapter today, so it might be a little late.)
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