Chapter 201: Where to Go

Liu Zhao's eyelid twitched. He glanced at the door calmly, then retracted his gaze naturally, his expression solemn:

"I will say one last number: two hundred thousand. This is the highest price I can offer, and it is the last chance for me to be friends with Young Master. We won't talk after this."

Damn!

Little Wang Yi is so valuable!!!

If I tell her this, she'll be able to strut around with pride!

As for Liu Zhao saying it's the last number or whatever, Wang Yang doesn't believe it at all.

If he's willing to spend two hundred thousand to buy a child, then two hundred thousand is definitely not his bottom line.

He sighed painfully: "Then let's not talk about it. Missing out on a close friend is truly a pity!"

Liu Zhao's face sank.

He had been immersed in prison for many years and already carried a bit of a murderous aura. Now that he changed his expression, his cold face seemed to be covered in a layer of frost, making people shudder.

But Wang Yang didn't seem to be affected at all, saying brazenly:

"Commandant, are you still going to treat me to a meal or not? If not, I'll take my leave now. As for the roast duck... I won't take it away."

Liu Zhao's eyes suddenly sharpened, his gaze cold and piercing, like an abyss in a cold night, wanting to swallow Wang Yang, and he said slowly:

"Wang Yang, you ask for an exorbitant price, aren't you afraid of having the life to earn the money but not the life to spend it?"

Wang Yang leaned back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his snow-white folding fan unfolded, pulling out a mocking chuckle:

"Old Liu, I have to say something to you.

Your vision is really not good! No wonder you're so petty.

I rejected your two hundred thousand, and you're already talking about killing..."

Wang Yang leaned forward, looking at Liu Zhao, his face full of confusion:

"Are you really going that far?!

And asking for an exorbitant price?

With the four words 'Langya Wang Clan' placed here, is two hundred thousand even worth looking at?"

Liu Zhao's face was like dead water, staring at Wang Yang without moving, as if he might explode at any time, turning this dead water into a monstrous wave!

Wang Yang waited, even expected the arrival of the monstrous wave...

But the dead water remained dead water, actually hiding all the turmoil beneath it, only rippling with a few strands of mocking waves:

"As expected of a master of business, I have finally seen the mercenary face of the Young Master of Langya Wang today."

Wang Yang shook his head, his eyes disdainful:

"You are really impossible to get along with. Before talking about price, it was 'Young Master Wang is extremely interesting' on the left, and 'Young Master is straightforward' on the right. Once money is mentioned, it's either killing and life threats, or mercenary faces and personal attacks..."

Wang Yang waved his hand, as if his interest had been ruined:

"Forget it, forget it, I won't talk to you anymore. I won't eat your food either. With your pettiness, I guess you won't be able to serve any good dishes..."

Liu Zhao considered himself not an easily angered person, but this kid opposite him really had a unique ability to push the anger at the bottom of a person's heart up inch by inch, until his chest felt tight as if burning!

He suppressed his anger: "Fine, since two hundred thousand won't work, then I'll add another number—"

Wang Yang interrupted directly:

"Don't add! Stop immediately! With your pettiness, I guess you'll only add one or two thousand, at most five thousand. Don't waste time on this small money; I won't talk to you."

Liu Zhao endured his temper and said: "Then you name a price."

"I won't! Negotiating a business, with threats and sarcasm, you have no credibility! They say that even if the deal doesn't go through, the friendship remains, but you, on the other hand, just because we can't agree, you're there saying 'having the life to earn but not the life to spend.' Who would play with you?! You always say you can't meet interesting people; it's not that you can't meet them, it's that interesting people don't bother with you!"

Wang Yang finished his output and waited for Liu Zhao to explode.

But there was no movement from Liu Zhao.

He was originally so angry that his lips were trembling, but now he had calmed down bit by bit!

He looked at Wang Yang, his gaze gradually turning complex, clicking his tongue:

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. Young Master Wang is oily and mercenary on the surface, but actually hides great righteousness in his heart. Interesting, truly interesting."

This Liu Zhao has something...

Wang Yang feigned speechlessness: "Don't gild my face. You want to lower the price just by saying a few nice words? No way!"

Liu Zhao stared at Wang Yang, seemingly judging what was in Wang Yang's heart. After watching for a while, he said:

"There are no outsiders in this room today. No matter what you or I say, it won't become evidence, so there's no need to worry. Since we've talked to this point, I assume Young Master has an idea in his heart. I am determined to get these two retainers of yours. Whether Young Master is truly righteous or wants to raise the price, I won't delve into it. Anyway, there are two paths in front of you; how you choose depends on Young Master yourself.

First, everyone is friendly and makes friends. I buy, you sell, which is best. If Young Master wants money, name a number. If you want objects, name a name. Whether it's the coral tree from Persia or the inkstone of Emperor Wen of Wei, I will send it to Young Master. You can also want a future. Young Master can name an entry-level official position you want to hold—"

Wang Yang feigned surprise: "Commandant can even arrange entry-level official positions?"

"I cannot, but someone can."

"Who is someone?"

"Why must Young Master ask what you already know?"

"I truly don't know. What is meant by 'already know'?"

Liu Zhao smiled: "To tell the truth, those two soldier households are not valuable. The truly valuable one is Young Master. The Prince of Luling appreciates Young Master very much and thinks that with your talent and family background, being a student at the Commandery School is truly a pity."

"The Prince of Luling also knows me?"

"Of course. The Prince is a person who loves talent. Hearing about Young Master's affairs, he said four words—talent is hard to come by. So unless it's a last resort, he really doesn't want to destroy Young Master."

Liu Zhao extended his left hand: "On one side is giving the Prince face, and then you have money if you want money, and a future if you want a future."

He extended his right hand again: "On the other side is being an enemy of the Prince for the sake of two unrelated soldier households."

He looked into Wang Yang's eyes: "Young Master is a smart person and knows how to be flexible. Your future will be limitless, so naturally, you should know how to choose."

Wang Yang was silent.

Liu Zhao's voice was indifferent but extremely seductive:

"This is not a story, nor is it a historical record. In reality, where is the need to act like a hero? If there is fame or profit, acting like a hero is fine. Young Master protecting those two soldier households, the disadvantages far outweigh the benefits. Young Master is proficient in commerce and good at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. It's impossible not to see this truth.

If you still have hesitation, then you are confused by the two words 'righteousness.' But what Young Master is confused by is actually 'small righteousness.' Why do I say this? Because if Young Master truly has righteousness in your heart, then you should make friends with the Prince and use this to step onto the clouds. After you have power in your hands, you can fully display your ambitions! At that time, who can Young Master protect, and is it just the two soldier households now?"

He looked at Wang Yang, but didn't see any information on this young face, so he added earnestly:

"People have different fates. Actually, Young Master has already done your best for them. People, first of all, should protect themselves. If you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect others? Now it depends on what kind of person Young Master wants to be? A soft-hearted person who is dragged down by others in everything? Or a true hero who abandons pieces when pieces should be abandoned, is decisive in killing, plans well for himself, and climbs high and walks far?"

Liu Zhao slowly drank a sip of tea, with a confident expression, and said calmly: "Where to go, Young Master, make up your own mind."

Wang Yang pondered for a while before speaking: "Actually... I am still interested in an entry-level official position."

A look of disdain flashed in Liu Zhao's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Alright, whatever entry-level official position you want to hold, just say it."

Wang Yang thought for three seconds and said solemnly: "Director of the Secretariat."

Slap!

Liu Zhao slapped the table heavily with his palm, his cold face distorted by anger, the muscles on his face twitching slightly: "Wang Yang! Are you deliberately mocking me?!"

Asking for a Prime Minister position as an entry-level official is unique throughout the ages! It's no wonder Liu Zhao was so angry that he lost his composure.

Liu Zhao was furious, but Wang Yang still had a light and airy appearance:

"Look at you, why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you say it yourself, 'whatever entry-level official position you want to hold, just say it'? I said it. If you can't handle this, you can't blame me."

Liu Zhao sneered: "What, want to play the hero? Want to be a sage? You've read books until you're stupid! I really overestimated you!"

Wang Yang folded his hands, stretched his arms forward, and stretched his muscles and bones:

"I, I never thought about being a hero, and as for being a sage, that's even more impossible.

My moral bottom line is not high, or rather, it is relatively flexible. When I should cheat people, I never go soft, and when I should run away, I run faster than anyone else. But there is one thing I don't do, and that is things that make me a son without xx. Like selling the country for glory, bullying the lonely and widowed, harming the old and young, embezzling disaster relief funds, etc. You can think about it; there aren't many similar things. Although my bottom line is low, these few things, I absolutely do not touch.

You said decisive in killing and planning well for oneself; I agree with this.

It's just that this decisiveness must be brilliant; planning must also be brilliant.

Some people see that those who are famous in history have cold and ruthless plots, so they think they have obtained the secret method of success and follow suit, but they don't know that their true superiority does not lie here, and their step-by-step ascent does not rely on this. But the essence is not easy to learn, so they only know, and can only learn, ruthlessness and being thick and black. Learning and learning, in fact, they lose big for small and will never enter the mainstream.

Without talent or wisdom, only knowing reckless decisiveness, in the end, they only become cold-blooded ruffians; short-sighted, only knowing shallow planning, the result is becoming profit-seeking and mediocre.

When the situation is confusing and the heart is chaotic, understanding thoroughly is true decisiveness; when the situation is dangerous and unpredictable, thinking comprehensively is true planning.

There are not many such people, but it's a coincidence..."

Wang Yang's voice paused, he brushed his sleeves, smiled brightly and said: "Yours truly is exactly that."

Wang Yang looked at Liu Zhao's livid face, his eyes shining:

"And I think that the problems in this world are that there are too many bastards, and too few people who can cure bastards. Didn't you just ask, Commandant, what kind of person I want to be?"

Wang Yang's expression was flying, a look of unruliness hanging on the corners of his mouth, and he said softly:

"I, I don't want to be a bastard, but want to be the person who cures bastards. If the Commandant also wants to be the person who cures bastards, then we are friends! But if the Commandant..."

Wang Yang frowned slightly, sighed, and said: "Where to go, you still have to make up your own mind, Commandant!" ===== CHAPTER 202 =====