Chapter 67: A Woman's Strengths and Schemes

Zhang Cheng merely greeted his beautiful neighbor and exchanged a few pleasantries before heading back. To him, exchanging pleasantries with a woman was not as good as going home early to cultivate.

Fang Jingxian watched Zhang Cheng leave with a faint smile, then turned and left. She returned to the second floor of her villa, where she could see Zhang Cheng's room through a telescope.

She saw Zhang Cheng maintaining his cultivation posture and murmured, "As expected of the strongest."

After one glance, she immediately put away the telescope.

Zhang Cheng's focus reminded her of those losers in the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect.

As soon as she appeared, those male members would swarm around her like flies, buzzing incessantly.

They weren't even as skilled as her, yet they actually had the nerve to think about pursuing her.

To her, losers weaker than herself had no qualifications to even approach her.

These people were only fit to be trampled under her feet and dominated.

Only men stronger than her were qualified to approach her.

"However, killing such a strong man would make me excited."

Takanashi Anko lowered her head and giggled obsessively.

Zhang Cheng did not yet know he was being targeted by a yandere, as he had already reached the final stage of the Qi Refining Method.

In ten days at most, he would be able to bring the Qi Refining Method to perfection.

At that time, he could notify his master, Daoist Jinbao, and the two of them would have to make another trip to Mount Mao for the register-bestowing ceremony.

The next day, Zhang Cheng drove out early and encountered his beautiful neighbor, Fang Jingxian, once again.

Fang Jingxian waved and called out, "Morning, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Cheng also greeted her, "Morning, Miss Fang, are you waiting for a car?"

Fang Jingxian shook her head slightly and said, "Not at all. I'm not very familiar with the situation here and haven't been able to hail a cab, so I was planning to walk to the street to take a look."

Seeing that Fang Jingxian was wearing high heels, Zhang Cheng said warmly, "In that case, I happen to be heading out. If you don't mind, Miss Fang, I can give you a ride to the end of the street."

As he spoke, he turned and opened the back door. Fang Jingxian retracted the hand she had reached toward the front passenger door in some embarrassment. She thanked him quickly and sat in the back seat.

Then, Zhang Cheng drove to the end of the street and said to Fang Jingxian, "Alright, Miss Fang, we've arrived."

Fang Jingxian thanked him and got out of the car to leave.

Zhang Cheng didn't pay it any mind, thinking only that he was doing a good deed, and drove straight to his company.

Soon, he arrived downstairs at his company, then took a box out of the Universe Bag in his briefcase and headed to Citibank.

Inside the bank, Manager Steve was on the phone with someone, and he was heard saying, "Sir, I don't think we should do this.

Mr. Zhang is our client, and his company is also registered in the United States.

How can we suppress a legitimate company just because of the protests of the Japanese pirates?

If the other Tang people find out, especially during this special period, we might lose a large number of clients.

Those clients could go to the British concession or the French concession to conduct their business, and that would be of no benefit to us."

The voice on the other end said, "Alright, what you say makes a lot of sense; the board of directors will reconsider this matter."

Manager Steve quickly said, "Sir, I have a piece of intelligence here: Mr. Zhang Cheng is about to release a type of pill, and with his skills, those pills will surely be loved by the wealthy merchants among the Tang people.

It is clear that this is a huge path to wealth, and the funds of Mr. Zhang Cheng's company are all circulating through our Citibank.

Sir, I believe there is no need for us to be amiable toward the Japanese pirates; you must know that it was we who brought them civilization."

"Hmm, Steve, you are quite right. Let's leave it at that, then."

Steve hung up the phone and laughed, "Ha, I've done Mr. Zhang a huge favor; he owes me one."

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"Please come in."

"

A clerk pushed open the door and said, "Manager Steve, Mr. Zhang Cheng has arrived."

Steve quickly stood up and said, "Oh, my dear Mr. Zhang has arrived."

He walked out of the office as he spoke to welcome Zhang Cheng inside.

Without waiting for Zhang Cheng to speak, Steve began to show off his recent actions, laughing, "Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect you to be such a powerful mage.

Those Japanese pirates must have found out about your company; they actually requested that we shut your company down."

"But they are joking; since when is it the turn of the monkeys from the Land of the Rising Sun to point fingers at a bank of our Great America?

When our battleships were roaming the Pacific, the monkeys from the Land of the Rising Sun were still riding donkeys to fight wars.

So, I told the board of directors in no uncertain terms that we must never accept the Japanese pirates' suggestion."

Zhang Cheng knew Steve was fishing for credit, but he felt Steve had handled this matter very well.

He took out the Vitality-Nourishing Pills he had prepared earlier and handed them to Steve.

Steve took the box, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Zhang Cheng explained, "This is a type of pill manufactured by my sect; it can strengthen the body, nourish the kidneys, and boost yang, allowing one to maintain their vigor.

However, one must still show restraint with such things; eating too much will only overdraw your life force."

Steve was half-doubting, but thinking of Zhang Cheng's new intelligence, he laughed, "Good, if it is very useful, I will promote it for Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Cheng replied, "Manager Steve, I won't let you help for nothing!"

Manager Steve's eyes lit up, and he quickly spoke of a pleasant cooperation before helping Zhang Cheng deposit the one hundred gold bars.

These one hundred gold bars were a reward from the government; of course, not everyone had as many as him, but it was only because Zhang Cheng's contributions were the most dazzling.

Zhang Cheng deposited the money and returned to the company.

Previously, because of the war, opening the pharmacy had been delayed. Now that he no longer needed to participate in the war, he naturally had to get busy with opening the pharmacy.

He called over his senior fellow apprentices, Wang Hai and Wu Cai, to discuss the matter of opening the shop.

Zhang Cheng said, "The two senior brothers still need to help me keep an eye on the medicinal herbs. As for the pharmacy, I'll let Junior Nephew A-Fa be the manager, how about that?"

Wang Hai nodded slightly and said, "A-Fa still has some ability; with him guarding, it is very safe."

Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "That's good, then it's settled. The renovation at the pharmacy is almost done, and I plan to open in three days."

Since Zhang Cheng was opening a pharmacy, he naturally had to invite people to attend the opening ceremony.

A Daoist priest from the Maoshan North Sect came, and some people from the trade also came to show their support.

Ximen Lang also learned the news and immediately spread the word.

He specifically called to tell Zhang Cheng that he had already promoted the matter, and many people would come to buy medicine and show their support on the opening day.

Zhang Cheng was caught off guard; if he hadn't stockpiled a batch of medicine beforehand, he would have had to make medicine all night long.

He thought for a moment and decided to make the kidney-tonifying medicine unlimited, limit the purchase of the root-strengthening pills, and only sell three of the essence-nourishing pills per day.

As for the medicine production, the Daoist priest from the Maoshan North Sect happened to come to discuss it with him.

Zhang Cheng suggested that the people of the North Sect help him make the medicine, and he could give them a forty percent profit margin.

The South Sect would take twenty percent, and the remaining forty percent would be Zhang Cheng's. Out of this remaining forty percent, a portion of the money would be used for taxes and purchasing raw materials, and only the rest would be his profit.

Of the forty percent given to the North Sect, twenty percent was equivalent to a patent fee. Since these pills originally belonged to Maoshan, the South and North Sects would each get twenty percent, and the remaining twenty percent would be the labor fee for making the medicine.

Zhang Cheng doing this was not to make money for himself; at first, he just wanted to maintain the funds for his company.

On the other hand, he wanted to improve the lives of his fellow disciples in the South Sect.

Now it worked out perfectly, as the lives of the North Sect could also be improved along with them.

By earning more money now, when the world changes drastically in the future and the spiritual energy decreases, the descendants of Maoshan will have an easier time, so they won't have to resort to stir-frying sticky rice later on.

Zhang Cheng was quite busy today; after finishing his talk with the senior brother from the North Sect, he went to check on the pharmacy.

However, at five o'clock, he got off work on time and went home.

Just as he arrived at his doorstep and was waiting for Saj to open the door, Fang Jingxian came over to greet him.

However, there was also a young master following by Fang Jingxian's side.

Fang Jingxian smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, thank you so much for giving me a ride this morning."

Zhang Cheng took a look, and good grief, based on his experience from the novels he had read, as long as a woman showed up at his door, trouble had arrived.

Whether he chose to endure or show off, trouble was unavoidable; he could only hope that the young master had a clear head.

So he said directly, "Ha, it's just a small matter, Miss Fang, there's no need to be so polite. Next time, just remember to hire a rickshaw; it only costs a few dozen yuan a month."

Fang Jingxian smiled and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Zhang, I have already hired a car."

The young master hurriedly leaned in and said, "Miss Fang, I can come pick you up every day, anywhere you want to go."

Fang Jingxian hurriedly declined, "That won't do, Young Master Chen, the education I received does not allow me to do that."

Chen Yuhe said nonchalantly, "Miss Fang, it's fine, how could a rickshaw be faster than a sedan? It's cold out now, sitting in a sedan is warm, right, brother?"

Zhang Cheng said directly, "Ah? I wouldn't know, I drive with the windows open."

Fang Jingxian gave a faint smile and refused again, "Mr. Chen, I appreciate your kindness."

After saying that, she asked Zhang Cheng, "Mr. Zhang, I would like to invite you to dinner to thank you for helping me this morning."

Zhang Cheng waved his hands repeatedly and said, "That won't be necessary, we are all neighbors, don't be so polite."

"I'm heading back now, the nanny at home is probably already preparing dinner, you two chat, see you later!"

After finishing, he drove straight back to his villa.

Returning to his own courtyard, he didn't even dare to look back and went straight into the house.

Fang Jingxian felt a little bit disappointed; she really hoped that Zhang Cheng and Chen Yuhe would clash head-on, and then Chen Yuhe would use the power behind him to deal with Zhang Cheng.

For a beautiful woman, there are many ways to kill an enemy; a smart person must be good at using their own strengths!

Unfortunately, Zhang Cheng didn't take the bait at all.

But Zhang Cheng's actions made her excited. A man so focused on the Dao and determined to become strong really hit her G-spot.

Fang Jingxian looked at Chen Yuhe, who was still inviting her, immediately rejected his request, and turned back to her own villa.

Chen Yuhe was secretly furious, but this was the American Concession, so he could only whisper to his bodyguard, "Damn it, I must get the woman I want into bed! Cripple this guy surnamed Zhang for me immediately!"