Removing Disease Brings Benefit

The vehicle stopped in front of the High City Hotel. Chen Chuan handed Bao Mi a card. "Commander Bao Mi, the payment I promised you has already been transferred into your Wansheng Finance account. You can withdraw it whenever you like."

Bao Mi rubbed his hands together. "Then I won't stand on ceremony, Chen." A Fighter was still a Fighter, but money still had to be earned. So many members of his team depended on him for their meals.

After accepting it with both hands, he said humbly and sincerely, "Thank you, Chen, for giving us this opportunity. Taking us along this time has benefited us greatly. If you ever need anything in the future, just call on us. Our team may be insignificant to you, but we can at least run errands or deliver messages."

Chen Chuan said, "Commander Bao Mi, your team was recommended to me by the Old Headmaster. I'm fairly satisfied with this operation. I'll remember you."

Bao Mi's spirits immediately lifted. He understood Chen Chuan's implication. Chen Chuan had a good impression of them, and even if he did not work with them himself, he might introduce them to people he knew.

What was this? Connections! High-level connections, at that! Once they made a name for themselves in those circles, commissions would come pouring in. The city's big shots would also think more highly of them and would not dare casually push their team around. Perhaps one day, they could even transform into an Entrusted Company as he had always envisioned. Wasn't that far better than merely receiving a single payment? Chen Chuan got out of the vehicle and walked toward the High City Hotel beneath the admiring, reverent gazes of the others. At that moment, wings beat overhead. Zhao Ming swooped down from the