Chapter 121: Sugar-Coated Cannonball (Alliance Leader Feng Yang Bonus ×2)

"I really didn't expect Ji Xiang to be this kind of person!" Feng Yuqing's eyes were filled with stars at the end, and she murmured.

"I'm just guessing, it might not be accurate," Tang Yan said. "But I'm a bit certain today. You tell me, after finishing surgery, Zhao Zhuren doesn't go home, provoking his spouse to storm the hospital, only to catch him with Ma Jiaoshou."

"Hiss~~~" Feng Yuqing drew a sharp breath and asked, "Doing what together?"

"What else could they be doing?" Tang Yan said. "They claimed they were researching surgery. Sister Yuqing, you tell me, researching surgery at two in the morning—do you believe that?"

"I don't."

"Exactly, I don't believe it either," Tang Yan said. "I'd rather believe that the two of them were turned gay by Ji Xiang, and now they are cherishing each other."

"Cherishing each other, that's such a great phrase!" Feng Yuqing clapped her hands in approval.

Liu Hui listened blankly to the two girls chatting across from her; the young people of today are truly a hundred and eight thousand miles away from when she was young.

What is all this?

A phrase like "cherishing each other," where is that good?

Liu Hui thought for a long time and finally reached the conclusion that she was already old.

"By the way, someone in our operating room gave Ji Xiang a nickname today."

"What is it?"

"88."

"Daddy?" Feng Yuqing was startled.

"It's the abbreviation for the 88 mm Anti-Aircraft Gun," Tang Yan said, enlightening Feng Yuqing on her "knowledge" blind spot.

"What does that mean?"

Feng Yuqing was puzzled; could it be that Ji Xiang has 88 millimeters? That would be a bit too short.

Diameter?

That's impossible too; is he even human?

"I heard about the 88 mm Anti-Aircraft Gun from an Anesthesiologist too. Today, when talking about Zhao Zhuren and Ma Jiaoshou 'crossing swords,' an Anesthesiologist said that Doctor Xiao Ji is truly an 88 mm cannon."

"Hiss~~~" Feng Yuqing habitually drew a breath.

"It's said that this anti-aircraft gun has a nickname called the Anti-Everything Cannon. The Anesthesiologist meant..."

"Hahaha." Feng Yuqing laughed loudly, as happy as a silly 95-jin girl.

"Do you think Ji 88 really has the ability to be anti-everything?" Feng Yuqing's form of address for Ji Xiang changed immediately.

Liu Hui felt that "Ji 88" sounded terrible, like swearing, or like calling someone "Daddy."

"I think it's possible." Tang Yan didn't take Feng Yuqing's words as a joke but thought about it very seriously. "From what I know, he is very strange. But let's not call him Ji 88, it's too ugly."

"Then what should we call him?"

"Xiang 88."

Next, the two girls had another exchange regarding the Anti-Everything Cannon and Daddy Xiang.

Time passed quickly, but Liu Hui felt life was meaningless.

The elders of the Feng Family hope that Feng Yuqing will get closer to the Ji family. The world of the elite isn't about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and social graces.

But if the things Feng Yuqing and Tang Yan said tonight were heard by Ji Xiang and that son-in-law, I'm afraid the Feng Family would be finished.

This is only because it's the new society, born under the red flag and raised in the new China; otherwise, Liu Hui would even have the thought of killing to silence them.

Someone like Tang Yan who speaks without thinking and brings trouble upon herself should just disappear; the further away, the better.

After eating, Feng Yuqing enthusiastically invited Tang Yan to go to a bar to sit for a while and continue chatting.

Tang Yan felt a bit regretful, "I have 8 surgeries tomorrow and don't know how many hours I'll have to stand, so I have to go back and sleep."

"How much do you earn a month?"

"A little over 7,000, plus performance pay... Damn it!" Tang Yan cursed. "The more surgeries I do, the lower the performance pay. I don't know how those sons of bitches came up with that formula! Evil capitalists, the hospital leaders now are just like Zhou Bapi."

"Resign and be my assistant," Feng Yuqing invited. "I'll pay you 50,000 a month, and all five social insurances and the housing fund will be paid at the maximum rate."

"!!!"

Tang Yan was extremely surprised.

She never expected that this person would actually offer such a high price to poach her.

For a moment, Tang Yan was tempted.

However, Tang Yan knew her own worth; just being an assistant definitely wasn't worth that much money, even if her unit of measurement was different from Feng Yuqing's, she wasn't worth 50,000 a month.

It's just that she really wanted to earn that money.

Feng Yuqing laughed and didn't urge her, instead waiting for Tang Yan to make up her own mind.

"Still... forget it." Tang Yan painfully rejected Feng Yuqing's kindness.

"Not stable?" Feng Yuqing became serious; she was a clever one, and she asked bluntly.

"Yeah." Tang Yan didn't beat around the bush and was also very direct.

"Do you have a permanent position?"

"I do."

"No wonder," Feng Yuqing smiled. "Stable... but shouldn't you people with permanent positions be considering serving the people? Why is all you think about stability?"

"Hahaha." Tang Yan laughed very happily.

"How about this," Feng Yuqing said crisply. "I'm staying in the Provincial Hospital recently. I'll give you 50,000 a month, no social insurance or housing fund, and if there's any movement on Ji Xiang's side, you tell me immediately."

"..."

Tang Yan was hit by the sugar-coated cannonball and was left completely dazed.

All the thoughts she had earlier about reporting online scams to the police were thrown to the back of her mind.

"Really?"

"Really." Feng Yuqing resumed the demeanor of a young lady from a prominent family, looking very serious. "Leave your number so it's easy to contact."

After exchanging mobile numbers, Tang Yan watched as Feng Yuqing got into an Aston Martin.

Today's events felt like a dream to her.

She had chatted happily with Feng Yuqing, yet she hadn't asked at all if she needed a ride home.

Is that how rich people do things?

Calling a ride-hailing car, Tang Yan sat in the back seat and recalled everything that had happened today.

From Zhao Xiangming rushing into the operating room, to Feng Yuqing seeking her out in the evening to learn about Ji Xiang.

Just as she was thinking, a series of vibrations from her phone pulled Tang Yan back.

A transfer notification.

Three transactions, fifty thousand yuan; looking at the transfer amount, Tang Yan actually calmed down.

That young lady really gives money the moment she says she will!

She didn't click accept immediately, but instead left a voice message.

【Sister Yuqing, do I only need to pay attention to information about Ji Xiang? Is there anything else I need to do?】

A minute later, Feng Yuqing replied with a message, though it was in the tone of Liu Hui.

【Yan'er, this is your Liu Jie. The young lady is driving and it's inconvenient. You just need to pay attention to everything regarding Ji Xiang, the more detailed the better; nothing else has anything to do with you. Accept the money, happy cooperation.】

【Really?】

Looking at the long string of zeros after the three transfer figures, Tang Yan felt a bit dizzy.

It wasn't that she had never seen so much money, but that she had to report such a small amount of information for fifty thousand yuan?

Tang Yan had never imagined such a good thing would fall upon her.

【There's no point in lying to you, no need to be so cautious.】

Tang Yan thought about it, and it was indeed true; her hand even trembled a little when she clicked to accept the payment.

After accepting the money, Tang Yan focused on pondering what she needed to do to be worthy of this fifty thousand yuan. And it seemed it wasn't just fifty thousand, but fifty thousand per month.

Sugar-coated bullets are truly sweet.

As for Ji Xiang, Tang Yan hadn't expected him to be worth such a high price.

Heh, he's actually quite valuable.

(End of chapter)