Wang Feifan's Miserable Plight

Wang Feifan's Miserable Plight

Shen Wuxiao looked at Long Boqi's earnest expression and gave him an approving look.

"Very good. I respect people like you. I'll drink to you!"

He picked up the glass of plain water and raised it slightly.

Long Boqi hurriedly lifted his glass. "Thank you for your appreciation, Young Master..."

After taking a sip, Shen Wuxiao continued, "You and Wang Feifan should still be in a cooperative relationship, right?"

Long Boqi nodded. "Yes, Young Master. We originally agreed that he would get acquainted with some influential figures in geomancy."

"But he was suddenly arrested. I was caught off guard too."

Shen Wuxiao wanted to laugh. Even Wang Feifan's arrest had caught him off guard, let alone Long Boqi.

Who could have imagined that guy would actually go turn on a roadside fire hydrant—and happen to run into the enforcement team?

Calling him unlucky was no exaggeration. He was truly unlucky.

"You can maintain that cooperative relationship. It will come in handy someday."

"Understood!" Long Boqi nodded heavily.

Shen Wuxiao rose to his feet. "All right, that's about enough. I'll be waiting to see your performance."

Long Boqi stood up as well and hurriedly promised, "Rest assured, Young Master Shen. I definitely won't let you down."

"I think highly of you!" Shen Wuxiao turned and left.

Long Boqi remained standing on the spot, his eyes filled with determination.

This counted as finding a new path.

Shen Wuxiao truly wasn't joking. Once the Long Family was dealt with, everything belonging to them would certainly be carved up by his old man.

But Shen Wuxiao didn't care about any of that in the slightest.

The Long Family's connections and network of relationships were tangled and complicated.

For certain important positions, members of the Shen Family would naturally take their