Chapter 91: Let You Open a Gourmet Shop, You Open for Business at Three in the Morning

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Hearing this figure, Liu Jie's face turned somewhat pale.

Twenty thousand yuan was no small sum for him now.

His previous company had withheld several months of wages, and he had been relying on family savings to cover the car loan and mortgage.

After losing his job, his savings were nearly gone, leaving him no choice but to join the army of delivery riders.

But even though he ran deliveries day in and day out, exhausted, he could barely cover household expenses—where would he find extra money to compensate Zhao Zhenhui?

Liu Jie gritted his teeth, pulled out his ID card from his pocket, raised his head, and said firmly to Zhao Zhenhui: "Mr. Zhao, I have no objection to twenty thousand yuan, but could you give me a few days? I'll find a way to scrape it together and pay you. Rest assured, I won't run off—you can hold my ID as collateral."

Zhao Zhenhui stared at the ID card Liu Jie handed over for a moment, then suddenly said: "I thought you'd cry poverty to me and ask me to reduce the amount."

Liu Jie was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Although my life is difficult, that's no excuse for me to shirk responsibility. Today's matter was originally my responsibility, and I also believe Mr. Zhao wouldn't quote a random price. No matter how much you say I should pay, I'll pay you."

Hearing Liu Jie say this, a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on Zhao Zhenhui's originally cold face. He walked a few steps closer to Liu Jie, did not take the ID card from Liu Jie's hand, but instead said: "Brother, give me your mobile phone."

Liu Jie was stunned, not understanding what he wanted his phone for, but still took out his phone from his pocket and handed it over.

Zhao Zhenhui held Liu Jie's phone, tapped the screen a few times, then returned the phone to him.

Watching this scene, Liu Jie suddenly felt it was somewhat familiar.

Wasn't it a bit like the short video plots he had seen before?

Could this person be using his phone to take out an online loan?

Liu Jie quickly glanced at his phone screen. Fortunately, the screen did not show a successful loan interface, but rather displayed a recorded phone number.

"Mr. Zhao, what is this?" Liu Jie was somewhat at a loss, looking at the number in his phone, not knowing what Zhao Zhenhui meant, and asked somewhat doubtfully.

Zhao Zhenhui looked at Liu Jie and said sincerely: "Our company currently needs a business manager. Coincidentally, you have experience in this area. If you're interested, you can contact me."

Liu Jie was stunned. The turn of events was beyond his expectations, and for a moment he was at a loss.

"Then... your car..." Liu Jie's mind went blank, and he asked subconsciously.

"You still have to compensate for the repair costs. Two months of probation with no salary—consider it as paying me for the car repairs. How about that?" Zhao Zhenhui thought for a moment, then said to Liu Jie.

Hearing Zhao Zhenhui say this, Liu Jie actually felt somewhat more comfortable in his heart.

Although delivering food was a bit tiring, after all, it was money earned by his own ability, and earning it this way felt solid.

Although he was down on his luck now, he did not hope that others would give him anything out of pity because of this.

If Zhao Zhenhui generously said the repair costs didn't need to be compensated, then even if he went to Zhao Zhenhui's company, when facing Zhao Zhenhui in the future, he would feel inferior.

Two months would pass quickly. What he needed most right now was an opportunity.

"Mr. Zhao, is... because of Lu Feng?" Liu Jie swallowed his saliva, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and was not dazed by this sudden good fortune.

After all, he had been rolling around in the workplace for so many years and knew that this person suddenly throwing out an olive branch must be partly out of respect for Lu Feng.

After hearing this, Zhao Zhenhui smiled and patted Liu Jie's shoulder: "You misunderstand. Although I know Boss Lu, I am merely one of his loyal customers. We actually don't have a deep friendship. If it were out of respect for him, at most I would give you a discount on the repair costs."

"What I value is your performance just now in daring to take responsibility. That showed me your sense of responsibility, and I appreciate that. Coincidentally, our company is short-staffed. If you're interested, you can come try it out with me."

"Mr. Zhao, I... thank you. I will definitely work hard and not let down your expectations!" Liu Jie looked at Zhao Zhenhui with a face full of gratitude, his eyes somewhat moist.

Zhao Zhenhui waved his hand and pointed to the delivery box behind Liu Jie's electric scooter: "Take care of these deliveries first. I have other matters and will leave now. Call me anytime once you've decided."

Liu Jie nodded repeatedly and watched as Zhao Zhenhui drove away.

Today's experience felt like a dream to him. The excitement in his heart took a while to gradually calm down.

Only after the BMW drove out of his sight did he start calling those few customers who had not yet received their deliveries one by one.

Although the customers on the other end of the phone were not friendly, at this moment Liu Jie's heart was filled with hope for the future.

Lu Feng returned to the shop and very much wanted to call and ask Liu Jie how the matter was handled, but recalling Liu Jie's expression at that time, he still held back.

Having gotten along with Liu Jie for three years, he knew this superior had strong self-esteem. Even if Lu Feng intended to help him, he estimated he would politely decline.

After all, his former superior had a car accident while delivering food, and it just happened that he himself encountered it. Such a gap in status, if it happened to him, he would also feel it was very face-losing and hard to accept.

Forget it. Wait until he meets Zhao Zhenhui next time and ask him directly.

If Liu Jie had any difficulties, he would think of a way then. It would not be in vain for Liu Jie's previous care for him at the company.

Lu Feng temporarily put this matter aside, used the crab roe left from last night to make himself a portion of fragrant crab roe fried noodles. After enjoying the meal, he locked the shop door and took a taxi back to the rental house.

The things in the rental house had already been cleaned up. After going to look at the villa that morning, there was nothing lacking there.

Lu Feng simplified his remaining meager belongings a bit more, taking only some clothes and a laptop. It all fit into one suitcase.

Lu Feng pulled the suitcase, standing before the empty rental house, a surge of emotion rising in his heart.

Although this rental house was small, it was filled with memories of his struggle in this city since graduating from university. Now he was about to leave.

Lu Feng took a deep look at this small rental house where he had lived for three years. Then he locked the doors and windows, pulled the suitcase, and walked down the stairs step by step.

When he reached the first floor, he bid farewell to the landlady. Although the lady was reluctant, she did not say too many sentimental words. When leaving, she reminded Lu Feng to come back and visit if he had the chance.

Suburbs of Jiang City, Longyuan Garden.

As noon approached, Old Master Qin sat leisurely in the living room drinking tea, his eyes glancing toward the kitchen from time to time, his face full of anticipation.

Just then, Xiao Li ran in from outside, saluted the composed Old Master Qin, and then said: "Report, Chief, someone is visiting outside."

Old Master Qin looked at Qin Feiyu, who was playing with her phone on one side, and asked somewhat doubtfully: "Who is visiting at this time? Xiao Yu, did you invite someone to our house for lunch at noon?"

"No." Qin Feiyu put down her phone and looked at Old Master Qin, asking: "Is it someone looking for Grandpa you?"

"Xiao Li, who is the person outside? Do you know them?" Old Master Qin frowned and asked, then immediately raised his teacup and took a sip.

Little Li nodded and replied, "I know them, it's Chief Liu and the others."

"Pfft—cough cough cough……"

Qin Ye hadn't even swallowed a mouthful of tea before he spat it out directly, then coughed incessantly.

Qin Feiyu was startled, leaping up from her chair with a terrified expression, quickly rushing behind Qin Ye to pat his back, anxiously shouting loudly, "Grandfather! What is this?"

"Cough cough……" Qin Ye coughed until his face was flushed red, staring with wide eyes fixedly at Qin Feiyu, his right hand trembling as he pointed toward the direction of the Kitchen, speaking haltingly:

"Quick…quickly tell the Kitchen! Hide the Crab Roe Fried Noodles!"