The situation with Old Qiao and Lv Chen is pretty much the sa.
Lu Jiuyuan adjusted his glasses and summarized, "We haven’t done this kind of work in a long ti. Everyone’s a bit unaccustod, so the efficiency in gathering information is a bit low."
Fang Qingyu nodded understandingly, as this was expected.
Then he pulled out a thick wad of Gray Crystal Paper Currency from his pocket and handed it to Su Wanqing: "Here, today’s wages."
Su Wanqing’s eyes lit up as she took the money and deftly counted it with her fingers.
She smiled: "So much! Almost nine hundred on the first day?"
The others also handed over the money they earned to Su Wanqing.
Chu Kuanglan made over three hundred carrying packages at the docks, while Qi Hao earned a pitiful base salary of one hundred from watching surveillance.
Old Qiao earned a hundred fifty doing odd jobs in the kitchen.
With bits and pieces from others, it totaled over two thousand Gray Crystals.
Su Wanqing carefully put the money away, patting her bulging purse with a look of satisfaction akin to a housekeeper’s pride.
Fang Qingyu looked at her rarely seen, sowhat mundane deanor, and couldn’t help but smile slightly.
He then brought up business: "Any progress with the Cleaner? Did you find any reliable organizations to post a task with?"
Today, Jiang Wei and the other two girls didn’t go to work.
They were instead searching for information on the Cleaner.
Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing imdiately reined in her smile and nodded seriously: "Yes."
She glanced at Wei Banng beside her, "Banng found it, let her explain."
On Wei Banng’s normally cool face, there appeared a rare trace of slight embarrassnt.
She pursed her lips before beginning to speak: "In the Blue Wave Bay District, there’s a Wei Family Group."
Everyone was stunned to hear this.
The Wei Family!?
Could it be...
Seeing the crowd’s gaze, Wei Banng hesitated, then said with a mix of laughter and tears, "I didn’t even know it was my family’s business. I only found out when the person in charge recognized after I went in."
"What?!"
The group was taken aback by the unexpected drama.
Chu Kuanglan asked in astonishnt, "Is your family’s influence really that extensive?"
Wei Banng shook her head helplessly, her tone carrying a hint of bewildernt: "I don’t know, I rarely get involved."
Seeing Wei Banng’s rare embarrassnt, Fang Qingyu couldn’t help but chuckle lightly and shook his head: "It’s okay, since they recognized you, just have them keep your identity secret."
"Moreover, your family’s channels are certainly the most reliable. You don’t have to worry about being cheated or not getting paid."
He then looked around at everyone: "So next, besides Old Qin and them, if we have ti, we can take on more Cleaner tasks."
"Alright."
Everyone nodded imdiately.
"Let’s go, back to the Gray Rock District."
Fang Qingyu called out.
Everyone headed towards the road to hail a taxi.
At this mont, Old Qin felt his empty trousers pocket, showing a conflicted expression.
He hesitated for a mont, then sheepishly rubbed his hands together and approached Su Wanqing: "Uh, Su the Housekeeper, can you lend so money? I ran out of cigarettes."
Su Wanqing, hearing this, didn’t ask much.
She straightforwardly extracted a 100 Gray Crystal note from the stack she had just put away and handed it to him.
Old Qin bead as he took the money.
He imdiately strode quickly towards a 24-hour convenience store at the street corner.
The group continued waiting for a cab by the roadside.
Not two minutes later, Old Qin returned with a glum expression, his hands empty.
Seeing this, Chu Kuanglan asked curiously: "Old Qin? Where are the cigarettes? Didn’t they have your brand?"
Old Qin lifted his head, his face showing an expression as if he had just swallowed a fly. He slapped the 100 Gray Crystal note back into Su Wanqing’s hand heavily, his voice filled with unbelievable frustration and a tinge of heartache:
"If I rember correctly, a single Mortal-Breaking Qi Blood Crystal here is priced at 500 Gray Crystals?"
Su Wanqing was montarily stunned, nodding: "Yes, why?"
Old Qin’s mouth twitched hard twice as he said:
"Here, the cheapest pack of cigarettes costs 100 Gray Crystals!"
"What?!"
The group was instantly dumbfounded.
No wonder Liu San always smoked a cigarette butt all day.
Old Qin sighed: "Forget it, I won’t smoke anymore. If every puff reminds I’m smoking up a bit of Qi Blood Crystal, I’d die of heartache..."
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