Chapter 105: The Ultimate Betrayal Gift {Request Subscription}

“You’re really terrible HRs—completely neglecting your duties! Is this how you repay kindness with hostility?”

Bai Tao crouched before the little fox, holding up her copy of “Grimm’s Fairy Tales” and waving a roasted chicken as bait, hoping to get acquainted with the dominant spirit beast of Zhangxizhen—the white fox—with Yu Xueqing’s help.

Facing Master Fuli.

In the city, force alone cannot solve problems—but what force cannot fix can be remedied by spiritual power and knowledge.

Dear comrade, though we are of different species, we both understand language and writing. We live beneath the same sky, drink from the same river—we must share common beliefs and shared goals to strive for.

Come on! Let us become comrades!

“Ying ying ying”

The little fox leapt into Bai Tao’s arms, its fox face twisted in confusion, tiny paws frantically scratching at something, as if searching for it.

“Where’s your conscience? Where did it go? Is this how you treat Master Fuli?”

“Moral Cultivation, Legal Foundations, and Modern History with Marxism”—the book itself wasn’t bad.

The little fox’s flush was entirely due to remembering its past life attending a diploma mill.

Six political science courses—fail one, pay two thousand for a retake.

They called it a retake, but back when An Sheng attended school, paying the retake fee guaranteed an automatic pass.

After four years of grueling study, he hadn’t even entered the workforce yet, and already owed the school twenty-four thousand in retake fees.

Luckily, the school still had some decency—they didn’t apply “Advanced Mathematics” to the debt.

What is Advanced Mathematics?

Compound interest, of course—high and hard!

“Yahahaha! Master Fuli is kneading! Yahahaha! Such a warm-hearted Master Fuli!”

Bai Tao, struck by the fox’s sudden pounce, sat stiffly on the ground with arms crossed, laughing helplessly as Master Fuli scratched her, writhing and begging:

“Master Fuli, I know you’re thrilled by the fresh, piping-hot roasted chicken, but stop scratching—I’m about to pee my pants! Yahahaha!”

Bai Tao begged urgently, laughing so hard her abs ached.

“Xiao’an, stop messing around, come here!”

The little fox’s constant “ying ying ying” was all about how Bai Tao had a giant black rat on him—he had to catch it.

Yu Xueqing sighed helplessly, pulling the fox off Bai Tao and holding it in her arms.

As the little fox retracted its spiritual power, Bai Tao lay flat on the ground, eyes glazed, staring at Yu Xueqing.

“Your Fuli is incredibly polite and enthusiastic!” Bai Tao told Yu Xueqing. “Fox back-scratching is so comfortable!”

In the end.

Yu Xueqing couldn’t refuse the old hand’s gift, staring blankly at the cardboard box in her arms, then at Bai Tao sitting beside the fox in the courtyard, muttering “Moral Cultivation, Legal Foundations.”

Su Qiyuan smiled and said, “Really sorry—my wife used to be playful, but after marriage, work pressure got too heavy, so she enrolled in night school and’s now preparing for her political theory exam.”

Su Qiyuan and Bai Tao didn’t stay long at Yu Xueqing’s home; after delivering the gift, they left immediately.

The box was worth over twenty thousand—they each paid ten thousand to buy it specially for An Sheng.

Though the metal parts case had been transferred and wasn’t their responsibility anymore, their contribution was undeniable.

Our department doesn’t play games—if you earn merit, next month’s salary goes up; if you later retire from frontline duty, you get promoted; even if you die the day after earning merit, your family’s condolence and compensation package immediately increases by twenty percent.

All these benefits stack.

Master Fuli didn’t deliver metal parts—he delivered progress! Thank you, Great Master Fuli!

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“Aqing, where are we going today?”

Near eleven, Mo Yiqing stepped out of her dorm yawning, dressed in shorts and a crop tank top—strikingly pleasing to the eye.

“How about some braised delicacies? Though Jiu Le is near the sea, our main dishes are still mountain treasures, braised meats, and seafood.” Yu Xueqing suggested to Mo Yiqing.

Mo Yiqing blinked. “Why does what you’re saying sound almost identical to Lingdong City? And the fish sauce usage? Same lethal rate.”

“We’re the same cuisine!” Yu Xueqing replied seriously. “But do you really sleep until eleven every day during summer? Won’t your parents beat your ass raw?”

Mo Yiqing headed toward the bathroom, waving her hand:

“I see my parents once in January, once in December—no big deal. But later, I think I need to visit the appliance market.”

“To buy a fridge and a robot vacuum.”

“Foxy runs around barefoot on the floor—it’s better if it’s clean. By the way, where’s the fox?”

From behind the bathroom door, Mo Yiqing asked Yu Xueqing about the little fox’s whereabouts.

“Outside, watering its precious tea tree,” Yu Xueqing replied, her expression slightly odd as she glanced toward the door.

Xiao’an, who woke unusually early, had been bustling around the courtyard and beyond the wall since breakfast, dragging things in and out.

Yu Xueqing knew Xiao’an was deeply fixated on the lone sapling in the dry garden bed.

She sometimes helped care for it, but the tea tree’s root system was terrifyingly robust, its vitality so fierce it felt like it could punch you dead.

And its growth rate was absurd—leave it unattended for a moment, and it’d shoot up several centimeters.

In tea tree cultivation, even though she hated to admit it, Xiao’an’s method—urinating in the soil then watering it—worked better than her own carefully mixed nutrient solution.

“Does Foxy grow flowers?”

Mo Yiqing emerged from the bathroom, curious, rushing to the windowsill—and just in time to see the fox lifting its hind leg to water the plant.

“.”

Human and fox locked eyes.

“It’s fine—what have I not seen? Xiao’an, keep going!”

“Ying”

An Sheng scowled, turned in a circle, and faced away from Mo Yiqing, who was peeking from the windowsill, and poured water on the tea tree.

A moment later.

Mo Yiqing entered the bathroom. The little fox stared at her with perfect confidence, wearing a proud expression.

“Aqing! Your fox wants to lick my butt!” Mo Yiqing called out to Yu Xueqing, who was heading out the door, her face twisted.

“Xiao’an! The bathroom isn’t an all-you-can-eat buffet!” Yu Xueqing barged in, grabbed the fox by the collar, and dragged it out.

“Ying ying ying!”

Aqing, she’s spying on me while I pee!

How could I let her go comfortably? I need to get in there and mess things up!

Amid the little fox’s yipping, Yu Xueqing and Mo Yiqing finished packing and prepared for the day’s outing.

Yu Xueqing planned to take Mo Yiqing sightseeing.

Mo Yiqing grinned, pinching the fox’s cheek. “Xiao’an, give Auntie a kiss, and I’ll conjure a magic box for you.”

“Inside that box? Endless giant chicken legs, constantly restocked.”

“Ying?”

Magic box? You mean a fridge, right?

Will update again at midnight.

Not sure if I can get three updates today.

A friend came back from out of town, said he won’t make it home for the New Year, and invited me out for late-night snacks and bullshitting.

I’ll try for three updates—please, monthly tickets!

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