Stronger with More Jobs

Chapter 700 - 295: Bartender Fang Qingyu Is Online!

The situation with Old Qiao and Lv Chen is pretty much the same.

Lu Jiuyuan adjusted his glasses and summarized, "We haven’t done this kind of work in a long time. Everyone’s a bit unaccustomed, 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, somewhat mundane demeanor, 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 immediately reined in her smile and nodded seriously: "Yes."

She glanced at Wei Banmeng beside her, "Banmeng found it, let her explain."

On Wei Banmeng’s normally cool face, there appeared a rare trace of slight embarrassment.

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 Banmeng 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 me after I went in."

"What?!"

The group was taken aback by the unexpected drama.

Chu Kuanglan asked in astonishment, "Is your family’s influence really that extensive?"

Wei Banmeng shook her head helplessly, her tone carrying a hint of bewilderment: "I don’t know, I rarely get involved."

Seeing Wei Banmeng’s rare embarrassment, 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 time, we can take on more Cleaner tasks."

"Alright."

Everyone nodded immediately.

"Let’s go, back to the Gray Rock District."

Fang Qingyu called out.

Everyone headed towards the road to hail a taxi.

At this moment, Old Qin felt his empty trousers pocket, showing a conflicted expression.

He hesitated for a moment, then sheepishly rubbed his hands together and approached Su Wanqing: "Uh, Su the Housekeeper, can you lend me some 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 beamed as he took the money.

He immediately 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 remember correctly, a single Mortal-Breaking Qi Blood Crystal here is priced at 500 Gray Crystals?"

Su Wanqing was momentarily 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 me I’m smoking up a bit of Qi Blood Crystal, I’d die of heartache..."