Chapter 226 - 226: Everyone in Oracle Knows NINE the God (3)
Translator: _Min
Is this even possible?
“Cooking,” Si Fuqing replied with a light tone. “That’s why I say we’re a perfect match. Together, we’re unbeatable!”
Jiang Changning remained cold and indifferent.
There she goes again, this flirty woman.
“Wow, Sister Qingqing, you’re too amazing!” the boy exclaimed in admiration, his eyes shining like stars. “Can you make one for me too? I’ll pay you!” Si Fuqing pondered if she had encountered a male version of Yu Tang.
But that didn’t matter much.
In the end, each member of the D6 received their own personalized clay figurine.
“Miss Si’s control over the situation is remarkable,” the host marveled. “We must collaborate with her more in the future. She makes our job worry-free.” The day’s shoot ended smoothly.
The boy bid her a reluctant farewell, “Remember to have dinner with us tonight, Sister Qingiqng.”
“I can’t tonight, ” Si Fuqing gently refused. “I have other commitments after the shoot. ”
She indeed preferred to lay flat, but she always honored her commitments.
The boy, slightly disappointed, said, “Alright, see you tomorrow then!”
At six o’clock, following the address given by the old man, Si Fuqing navigated through several alleys to reach her destination.
It was a spacious courtyard, surrounded by a faint fragrance of flowers.
The old man sat in a rocking chair in the courtyard and immediately straightened up when he saw her, “Ah, young lady, right on time. Come in, come in. We’re informal here; no need to be stiff.”
“Hello,” Si Fuqing, out of professional habit, assessed the Feng Shui of the place. “This is a nice spot.”
“Indeed, I chose it specially,” the old man said, handing her a prepared box. “Here, this is for you. Don’t refuse it. You can even sell it if you want.”
Si Fuqing accepted it.
“Oh right, you’ve come at the perfect time,” the old man continued. “I need one more like on my latest post. Give me a like, will you?”You'll find the origin of this content at n0velb!n•
“Sure, no problem,” Si Fuqing checked his social media.
The latest post was for a like-collecting advertisement. Thirty likes would earn a free large milk tea.
Si Fuqing fell into silence.
She glanced at the embroidery needles and threads the old man had given her, then at the original price of the milk tea, and couldn’t help but admire his wisdom.
Indeed, the older, the wiser.
This habit ofsaving where necessary and spending where needed was something she must learn!
Si Fuqing quickly liked his post.
But that wasn’t the main point.
Next to it lay a black gun.
“Try it,” Yu Xiheng nodded towards it. “How’s the weight?”
Si Fuqing gazed at the gun in silence.
She remembered mentioning during her bodyguard interview that she didn’t Imow how to use firearms. Had her research in mechanical engineering somehow given her away?
Indeed, having too many skills can sometimes be a burden.
<em >She didn’t want another job.
“I’m not familiar with this, boss,” Si Fuqing approached and picked up the gun, examining it. “It’s of good quality, too fancy for me to waste.”
“I know,” Yu Xiheng replied slowly, sipping his tea. “That’s why I’ll teach you.”
Si Fuqing’s heart sank.
Oh no.
She had never imagined her busy boss would have such “leisure and interest”.
“Come here,” Yu Xiheng gestured towards her, his tone indifferent. “Stop hiding, come out.”
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Loud thuds echoed as several figures dropped from the ceiling, landing in a heap on the floor, looking utterly disheveled.
Feng San gazed at the people on the ground, “Are you guys out of your minds?” Hiding in the ceiling, did they think everyone was deaf?
“Let me teach her, Brother Nine,” one of them jumped out. “This is a trivial matter. You shouldn’t bother yourself with it.”
“And if she can’t learn, she should be fired! Look at us, Brother Nine, all of us know how to use guns. It’s a basic skill!”
Incredulous at the idea of Si Fuqing being taught by Yu Xiheng, they argued that a girl, especially one who didn’t know how to use a gun, couldn’t possibly become a guard like them.
“You?” Yu Xiheng set down his teacup leisurely. “You can’t teach her.”
The young man was taken aback, “Why can’t I teach her? Brother Nine, you know my skills with a gun!”
He prided himself on being a sharpshooter.
Before Yu Xiheng could respond, Si Fuqing had already loaded the gun expertly, leaving Feng San slightly bewildered.
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“Actually, I do know a bit,” Si Fuqing held the gun firmly. “So there’s no need for lessons. ”
“Just a bit?” The young man crossed his arms skeptically. “That’s not enough. Do you realize how much this gun cost in materials? You need to be able to hit a target a kilometer away.”
Si Fuqing loosened her shoulders, took aim at the farthest target, “Alright..”