What do you mean, two payments?
One consultant fee and one translation fee. That's quite reasonable, isn't it?
Han Bing, however, readily agreed to help him apply for it. Soon afterward, she called back and said that the Special Purity Department had approved both payments, and that neither amount was low. They were equivalent to the pay for a B-class pollution cleanup mission.
Lu Xin was delighted. He turned around and went back to change clothes, preparing to take Mom to work.
What he didn't know was that, at the same time he happily hung up, several old men around Han Bing—especially Mr. Su—also let out long sighs of relief. Looking at the embarrassed researchers around him, Mr. Su said, "See?"
"I told you this method would work!"
"Based on Soldier's usual habits and the contract we signed with him, he was definitely going to ask us for mission compensation."
"But this was world-class Mental Pollution. What was that thing you mentioned?"
"Ultimate!!"
"How much would be appropriate?"
"If we give too little, it'll hurt our relationship. But if we give too much..."
"Would Qinggang's entire tax revenue for this year be enough?"
"It's fine now. We'll work together to make money from outsiders..."
"Look how smoothly this was handled. We'll report half the expenses to him, then give him an additional translation fee. He'll be quite happy..."
"..."
The surrounding researchers all looked rather awkward as they glanced at Mr. Su, their eyes carrying more than a little contempt.
Mr. Su, alone and full of confidence, glared back at the entire group.
"A bunch of idiots who only know how to spend money. What do you know about how difficult it is to develop the economy and make money in this world..."
"..."
"..."
When Lu Xin came out