A small box as a gift, worth ten billion?
Are you kidding me?
Liu Jingru felt a flutter of panic, ten billion yuan?
She remembered a scene from a movie where someone spent ten billion in a month and still couldn't finish it. Was she that person now?
In an interview, Old Wang once said that supporting you with a few million is called starting a business; supporting you with hundreds of millions is no longer starting a business, it's already success.
One can imagine how enormous the number ten billion is. For an office worker like her, let alone ten billion, even ten million was an unattainable goal.
What is this? Liu Jingru subconsciously asked the question.
Holding something worth ten billion, how could she not be curious?
It's a divine medicine, a medicine that can bring the dead back to life, Xia Lin explained.
Boom…
Liu Jingru felt as if she had been struck by lightning. A divine medicine that brings the dead back to life?
Do such miraculous things truly exist in this world?
However, the excited expressions of the big shots in front of her were undeniable.
Besides, she believed Xia Lin's words, and even more so, she believed Xia Feng wouldn't deceive anyone.
So, the gift in her hand is a divine medicine that can bring the dead back to life?
And it costs ten billion to get it?
With so many influential people present, if she were to sell it to any one of them, someone would surely buy it immediately.
At that moment, Liu Jingru genuinely had the impulse to sell it. After all, it was the first time she owned something so expensive, and she felt it would be a waste not to convert it into cash.
This was a lot of money.
This thought only lasted for a moment, and Liu Jingru quickly dismissed it.
This was a gift from Xia Feng. If she sold it, what would Xia Feng think? Would he think she was greedy?
What would Xia Lin think? Xia Lin wouldn't say anything at the moment, but she would surely feel awkward about it, creating a rift between them, which would be more loss than gain.
Moreover, in the face of life, what is money worth?
Money can be earned. As long as her life is comfortable, she can eat and stay warm. But the gift from Xia Feng is a priceless treasure, carrying much more meaning.
Her momentary impulse was to cash in, go home, and lie down without having to endure the scrutiny of others, without having to work so hard, and with enough money to last a lifetime.
Liu Jingru listened and tightly gripped the box in her hand. This thing was truly her lifeline.
Master, what is this? Zhou Gangyi quietly asked Long Aotian.
He was also one of the uninformed.
Leave it with Master for safekeeping. This is a hangover pill specially made by your Grandmaster. You drink so much, what do you need this for?
Long Aotian reached out to take it, but Zhou Gangyi quickly pulled his hand back.
Hangover pill?
Are you kidding me?
Your face was red with excitement just now. Would you be so thrilled for a hangover pill?
Master, you've changed. You're changing so much I barely recognize you. Zhou Gangyi pouted.
It's not just that you're stingy with me, you're trying to trick me out of my things.
What's wrong with me keeping it for you? I'm afraid you'll misuse it, Long Aotian said, deliberately putting on a stern face.
Master, I'd better keep it myself. You can rest assured about my hiding skills. Remember the wine Old Huang gave you last time? I hid it, Zhou Gangyi accidentally let slip.
Long Aotian's eyes widened upon hearing this. Good boy, I'll deal with you later.
Seeing his master looking like he wanted to eat him, Zhou Gangyi quickly shut his mouth and dared not speak again, secretly lamenting his fate.
Xiao Long, Old Peter, Zhou Gangyi, and Little Peter, come with me upstairs. Xia Feng said and turned to head upstairs.
The four of them perked up. It seemed they had more surprises. They quickly responded and followed Xia Feng upstairs.
After Xia Feng led the four of them upstairs, Jack Ma looked at Penguin Ma enviously and said, You son of a bitch, you got two more.
Penguin Ma's two naturally included Ma Yuqin's.
Why are you only staring at me? Aren't Old Wang and CEO Jiang also there? Penguin Ma was puzzled.
Teacher Ma, is this the divine medicine you guys were talking about in the group? Lei Ming had already guessed, but to confirm, he couldn't help but ask.
Otherwise? If not for you, give it to me. Jack Ma said and reached out to snatch the box from Lei Ming's hand.
Get lost. Lei Ming quickly slapped away Jack Ma's outstretched hand. Da Feng Novel Network
Alright, after following Young Xia, these little things make you all so happy. Keep your sights higher, don't disgrace Young Xia.
Old Wang said with feigned composure, then directly snatched the box from the National Young Wang and ran upstairs.
The few of them exchanged glances, looking at Old Wang's clumsy appearance as he climbed the stairs as if he were an idiot.
After Xia Feng led the four into the room, four white bottles appeared out of thin air in his hands. He said, I see you've all accumulated enough. It's time to improve your cultivation. Take one pill each.
The four of them were overjoyed beyond words. As expected, Master was giving them special attention; they had more surprises.
A gift from an elder is not to be refused. Each of them took a pill from Xia Feng, gripping it tightly.
Thank you, Master.
Thank you, Grandmaster.
Thank you, Ancestral Master.
The four of them quickly expressed their gratitude.
Let's begin now. I'll be your guardian, Xia Feng said, waving his hand to set up a barrier, and then began to have the four of them take the pills to improve their cultivation.
Dula Peter and Long Aotian were the most excited. Their cultivation was around the middle stage of the Grandmaster realm. This breakthrough might allow them to touch the realm of earthly immortals.
They each sat cross-legged on the ground. After taking the pills, they immediately felt a surge of power spreading through their bodies and began to absorb it wholeheartedly.
Mid-Autumn Festival is celebrated in the evening, but one cannot skip lunch.
Everyone was in a good mood today and gathered in the kitchen to help Jack Ma. Even Old Wang and Lei Ming, who were not responsible for kitchen matters, came running.
Teacher Ma, I'm in a good mood today, can I cook a dish? Old Wang said while helping.
What dishes can you cook? Jack Ma asked.
I can stir-fry tomatoes and eggs, Old Wang replied with a smile.
Tomatoes and eggs, I've cooked them many times before.
Do you stir-fry the tomatoes first or the eggs first? Jack Ma asked.
Does it make a difference? Old Wang was taken aback.
I really haven't paid attention to that. It seems like I stir-fry the tomatoes first and then pour in the eggs.
You don't need to cook. Jack Ma rejected Old Wang's request.
What's wrong? Old Wang was confused.
You don't even understand the order, what are you cooking? If you want to cook, you can cook slowly in the afternoon and eat it yourself, Jack Ma said with a smile and a scolding.
You don't understand anything and you're here to cause trouble.
Uh… it's just stir-fried tomatoes and eggs, are there so many steps involved? Old Wang asked dejectedly.
Today, his mood was good, and he wanted to cook a dish for everyone to try, but Jack Ma mercilessly rejected him.
Old Wang, stop causing trouble, haha…
Lei Ming couldn't help but laugh. This was purely teasing everyone.