Chapter 44: Yu Doesn't Eat Fish, Jiang Hu's Talisman

Taoyuan Square, Night-Never-Bright.

"Fanfan, morning!"

As soon as he entered, Wen He held a cup of freshly brewed coffee, showing a sweet smile, and greeted Zhang Fan.

"Sister Wen, that was He Fei just now, what did he come over for?" Zhang Fan leaned over and couldn't help but ask.

"Talking business... the iron pot ash that Hulu purchased earlier was ordered by him."

As she spoke, Wen He looked at Jiang Hu beside her.

"By the way, the boss asked you to add twenty catties of carbon powder."

"Hmm!?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment.

How much is carbon powder per catty? The iron pot ash that Jiang Hu collected sold for 5,000 yuan per catty. Ten catties of carbon powder equals a net profit of 100,000 yuan.

"This... is a bit conscience-less..."

"The boss said, money can be earned if it's gone, but if the conscience is gone, you can earn even more..." Wen He patted Jiang Hu's head: "Remember to do it."

"Truly black." Zhang Fan muttered to himself.

"Sister Wen, I heard that the He family's business is huge. Buying pot ash, He Fei doesn't need to visit in person, right." Zhang Fan said casually.

"He has a company in Taoyuan Square, on the thirteenth floor..." Wen He smiled and said.

"A slimming medical beauty company called 【Thin Pig】. The business is so good, their monthly profit is equivalent to our company's annual..."

"Thin Pig? Thirteenth floor?" Zhang Fan was lost in thought.

Wang Tiantian works on the thirteenth floor.

"He just came over by the way today..."

Speaking of this, Wen He patted Zhang Fan's head, as if she saw through his thoughts, and comforted him thoughtfully: "Fanfan, don't worry, Old Yu wiped the butt, no one can see it."

"That's good!"

Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Yu Fu: "Old Yu, I'll treat you to lunch today... how about we go eat the chopped pepper fish head that just opened downstairs?"

As soon as the words fell, the whole company suddenly fell into dead silence. Wen He looked at Zhang Fan blankly, and Jiang Hu beside him also showed a strange expression...

As for Old Yu, his eyes bulged, he glared at Zhang Fan fiercely, put down the newspaper in his hand, let out a cold snort from his nose, got up, left his workstation, and walked out of the company door.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Zhang Fan was stunned, looking at Wen He, and then at Jiang Hu.

"I forgot to tell you..."

Wen He looked apologetic and whispered: "Old Yu doesn't eat fish..."

"Ah!?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, seemingly not reacting.

"What do you mean?"

"Taboo... Old Yu not only doesn't eat fish, but you can't even mention it in front of him. Chopped pepper fish head, squirrel mandarin fish, scallion braised yellow croaker, crispy fried flatfish, spicy fish scales... none of them can be mentioned..." Wen He swallowed her saliva.

"Old Yu has this taboo? Then there's no need for such a big reaction." Zhang Fan's expression was strange, muttering.

"It's okay, the ignorant are not guilty, I'll tell Old Yu later." Wen He comforted him thoughtfully.

Zhang Fan nodded, but his peripheral vision caught that Jiang Lai's seat was empty.

"Sister Wen, where is Jiang Lai?"

"Oh, she asked for leave today." Wen He said casually.

"Asked for leave? Where does she live?"

Before Zhang Fan finished speaking, Jiang Hu beside him pulled his sleeve: "You already encountered the senior sister, and you're still thinking about Jiang Lai, is that appropriate?"

"How do you know?" Zhang Fan was surprised.

"Hehe, I saw you in the lobby just now. You were chatting enthusiastically, and I didn't have the heart to greet you."

Jiang Hu winked: "How is it?" "How is what? I just asked for a name." Zhang Fan curled his lips, walked to his workstation, and sat down.

"Don't..."

"People are greedy. At first, they want to know what the sister is called, and later they want to know how the sister calls." Jiang Hu didn't believe it.

"..."

"You really aren't a human." Zhang Fan smiled knowingly and understood in seconds.

"Take my advice, practitioners fear female lust the most. Never believe a woman's mouth, although sometimes it's quite comfortable..." Jiang Hu said righteously.

"..."

"Are you really practicing the Dao?" Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Hu with a strange expression.

"I now understand a little why you were expelled from the sect."

"Where did you practice before?" Zhang Fan was especially curious, which mountain temple could teach such... talent! "I... by the way, Sister Wen... didn't you ask me to draw a 【Food Transformation Talisman】 for you a few days ago?"

Jiang Hu changed the subject and suddenly said.

There are thousands of Daoist talismans, and the 【Food Transformation Talisman】 is one of them. It is said that only by sticking it on the belly, one won't get fat no matter how much one eats.

In addition, the 【Food Transformation Talisman】 has another use, which is to cut off one's index finger nail, burn it with the talisman, mix it into well water, and drink it. In this way, without exercise, without dieting, one can lose thirty catties in a month.

Earlier, Zhang Fan had seen the record of this talisman in the 【Dao Secret Record】.

"Is it really that magical?"

"Alchemy texts say that human appetite is controlled by the index finger... suppressing the index finger with the 【Food Transformation Talisman】 can suppress appetite, stimulate insulin secretion, lower blood sugar, reduce gastric emptying, and increase satiety, thereby achieving the effect of reducing weight..."

"Ah!?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment. It sounded scientific at first, but why did it feel less reliable the more he heard it!? "Sister Wen, can I give you a cheaper price?"

"Forget it, Little Hulu, your talisman... is really hard to describe. When you can redraw it, sister will buy your talisman again." Wen He curled her lips, her smile polite and measured.

Jiang Hu practiced the talisman path since he was a child, but Wen He privately said that he took an alternative path, which went wrong, causing his talismans to be sometimes effective and sometimes not, and sometimes accidents would occur.

For example, earlier, he drew an 【Avoid Ghost Talisman】 for a

For this, the company paid a large sum of money.

"To keep in shape, I might as well go to 【Slim Pig】. I heard they have a slimming essential oil that is simply magical..."

When it comes to maintenance and beauty, the eyes of any woman can always bloom with the same radiance.

"Little Fanfan, at noon later, do you want to go take a look with me?" Wen He said casually. "Isn't that senior schoolmate of yours also on the thirteenth floor?"

"How do you know that too?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"Hulu said so... the whole company knows!"

"..."

Zhang Fan turned his head to look at Jiang Hu, who smiled awkwardly.

"Forget it, I won't go." Zhang Fan shook his head.

That is, after all, the He family's company. He had done a guilty deed, turning their sister into a vegetable; it is better to stay far away from them.

"Don't worry. The people of the He family will never notice us, no matter what." Wen He walked over, patted Zhang Fan on the head, and comforted him thoughtfully.

At this very moment, on the thirteenth floor.

Compared to the shabby state of Night-Bright, the entire floor belongs to 【Slim Pig Medical Aesthetics Technology Company】. In the lobby, many women, either fat or dark-skinned, are waiting. Nearby, there are dedicated receptionists listening one-on-one to the clients' requests.

In the innermost office, He Fei sits at the desk, and on the table are several photos, which are clearly of the people from the Night-Bright company...

"Zhang Fan!"

At this moment, He Fei picked up one of the photos, which clearly showed Zhang Fan's appearance.

(End of chapter)