"Young people should work hard and not think about crooked shortcuts. Look at how wealthy I am—isn't it all thanks to my astonishing willpower, wise judgment, unyielding perseverance, and capital beyond ability? Without capital, ability means nothing."
"But you're pretty good in a fight. From now on, just come to work honestly, and I'll occasionally call on you to be my bodyguard."
On the way back, Mu Qingmei recalled what Jing Zhengwei had said to her, her expression shifting between gloom and brightness.
After today's bloody battle, Jing Zhengwei had shown 'great mercy' by allowing her to leave work early and go home to rest. As for Mu Qingmei following him, Jing Zhengwei seemed to think she wanted to offer herself to him, which had made Mu Qingmei want to hit him.
Jing Zhengwei had immediately put a stop to Mu Qingmei's improper thoughts, saying that there were plenty of girls who didn't want to work hard. He, the Jing family's Young Master, was busy Managing Ten Thousand Affairs Daily and exhausted at night, so he no longer had a drop of energy left to take care of Mu Qingmei, his new editor with a powerful physique...
But Jing Zhengwei had suddenly changed tack. Seeing how capable this civilian expert was in a fight, he would give Mu Qingmei some private work. After all, Mi Die and Lisan were occasionally unavailable to protect him.
"Once you've mastered literary and martial skills, sell them to a rich man's household. Go home and think carefully about your articles. Don't forget to submit the first draft tomorrow. Leaving early doesn't mean you're off work... Damn it, don't let me find out who ambushed me..."
Jing Zhengwei urged her a couple more times, then covered his bleeding butt wound and left while cursing.
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