"Good."
"Come report for duty tomorrow," Yang Xiaoqiang said.
Jiang Fan frowned. "Boss, can I go when I have a mission?"
Yang Xiaoqiang asked in confusion, "What, do you have other work to do?"
After a two-second silence, Jiang Fan said, "Due to some special reasons, it's really inconvenient for me to stay in the studio all the time. So, I won't take a base salary; I'll only take commission from my participation in the tasks."
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoqiang glanced at Jiang Fan with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Okay, but on the condition that you can't secretly take on jobs from other studios. That's the rule in our industry. I'm telling you this upfront: if we find out you're 'two-timing,' not only will we not let you off the hook, but the other studios might also cause you trouble."
Jiang Fan assured him, "Don't worry about that. I would never do something like two-timing, but there are really reasons I can't say."
Yang Xiaoqiang: "Okay, I'll believe you for now."
Zhou Xiaoyan added, " Tang Fan, let me tell you, the boss only agreed to your request because you're a talented person. With anyone else, there would be no discussion."
"Thank you," Jiang Fan said.
More than half an hour later, after the task was handed over, Xiaoqiang Studio received two million in commission, and Jiang Fan also successfully received his own one million.
The moment the money arrived, Jiang Fan called Old Wu.
Old Wu's puzzled voice came through the phone, " Jiang Fan? Is there anything else? Are you short of money?"
Jiang Fan: "I just returned the money to you; you should have received it by now."
"Hmm? What's wrong? Did you not get things done earlier?"
"No, the matter has been resolved, and I made some money, so I'm paying you back the money I borrowed first."
Old Wu gave a wry smile. "Actually, you don't need to be in such a hurry to pay me back. I don't need this money right now either. I'll transfer the money back to you. You're a student in the special training program now, and there are many other places where you need money for martial arts training. If you really want to pay me back, you can do so when you've made something of yourself and are able to earn money in the future."
Jiang Fan could tell that Old Wu was genuinely kind to him, just like his homeroom teacher, a rare person in this world who showed him kindness.
" Uncle Wu, it's like this, I found a part-time job with great pay, so I don't need to worry about future expenses."
Upon hearing this, Old Wu frowned. "You're still a student; you should focus on your martial arts exam. Taking on part-time jobs will affect your future. Although I shouldn't be saying this as an outsider, take my advice: you'll have plenty of opportunities to make money in the future. Right now, focus on improving your skills."
"You're right, I'll keep those words in mind. Don't worry, my part-time job will definitely not affect my martial arts exam. I know what I'm doing," Jiang Fan said.
Old Wu saw that Jiang Fan was determined to do so, and based on his understanding of Jiang Fan, this boy was mature, steady, and quite intelligent, and should not be the kind of person who would delay important matters for short-term gains.
"Okay, good that you understand."
When Old Wu checked the notification that his account had been credited, he was surprised to find that he had received a total of over 50,000 yuan.
" Jiang Fan, why did you transfer so much to me?"
I said I would pay you interest, and I definitely will.
"You silly child, just pay back the money, I don't want any interest."
As he spoke, Old Wu transferred another 20,000 yuan to Jiang Fan.
"If you transfer the money back now, I'll be very unhappy!"
Hearing the feigned anger on the other end of the phone, Jiang Fan smiled helplessly.
"Alright then."
Old Wu: "That's more like it."
"I won't disturb your work any longer, bye."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Fan flipped his hand over, and three sharp steel needles appeared.
He had just secretly taken this from the Eight-Legged Hedgehog Pig; its hardness was no less than that of F-grade alloy.
The raw materials for F-grade alloy weapons are derived from monsters and then combined with other materials to create the final product.
With these three steel needles and his Psychic Power, Jiang Fan felt that this was the perfect combination for murder and silencing witnesses, whether at home or traveling.
After suppressing his excitement, Jiang Fan glanced at the time. It was completely dark; it was time to cook for the Crazy Old Man.
He called Tang Fugui back home and told him he wouldn't be coming home for dinner today.
Before long, Jiang Fan arrived at the cemetery management office.
As soon as I entered, I heard the Crazy Old Man's rather dissatisfied voice.
"Why are you only arriving now? Are you trying to starve this old man to death?"
"Something came up and I was held up." After saying this, Jiang Fan didn't explain anything further. Instead, he went straight into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator with practiced ease, and took out ingredients to cook.
After defeating the NPC, the Crazy Old Man, Jiang Fan immediately opened the system panel.
Points: 6036
Qi and Blood: 118N (+)
Psychic Power: 3129P(+)
Lottery: 100 points per draw
To be honest, he hasn't been able to win a prize for several days in a row.
He simply refused to believe it.
"System, give me a lottery draw."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lottery wheel started spinning rapidly, followed by the mournful wailing of the suona horn.
[Ding, you didn't win. My condolences, Master.]
Every time Jiang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
continue!
[Ding, you didn't win again. Don't cry, Master, here's a hug.]
Continue!
[Ding! Oh no, Master, you didn't win again.]
[Ding! I can't draw anything, what should I do? Master, you should give up.]
Jiang Fan "..."
After that, I drew twenty times in a row, consuming a full 2000 points, but gained nothing.
[Master, would you like to continue smoking?]
"Smoke!"
"However—" Jiang Fan changed the subject.
"First, maximize your Qi and blood, and your Psychic Power. Then, use the rest to really unleash your full potential!"
He's going to stick with the lottery today, even if it's impulsive. He doesn't want to end up losing everything and getting nothing in return.
[Alright, Master, I've maxed it out for you.]
The numbers on the system panel jumped briefly and then stopped.
Points: 4006
Qi and Blood: 120N (+)
Psychic Power: 3130P
Lottery: 100 points per draw
After glancing at the data, Jiang Fan continued, "Keep drawing lots, keep going until the very end."
[OK]
What followed was a cacophony of wails from Jiang Fan who hadn't won, a lamentation that included the strains of a suona horn and the system's voice telling him to accept the loss.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Fan finally received the good news.
[Ding! Congratulations, Master! You have obtained a Psychic Fruit.]
"Hmm? Psychic Fruit? Is this used to enhance Psychic Power?"
Jiang Fan frowned. He thought of the Qi and Blood Fruit he had drawn before. Each Qi and Blood Fruit could increase Qi and Blood by 5N regardless of physical conditions. Could it be that this Psychic Fruit would also increase Psychic Power by 5P?
That would be too unfair, wouldn't it?
[ This Psychic Fruit is no ordinary fruit! Master, you've really struck gold!]
Hearing this, Jiang Fan became interested.
What great deal?
[Hehe! The Psychic Fruit can ignore all conditions and directly double your original Psychic Power!]
"What did you say?!"
Jiang Fan was overjoyed; if the Crazy Old Man hadn't been there, he probably would have laughed out loud.
In fact, the Crazy Old Man had already noticed Jiang Fan's situation. He was drinking his wine while secretly observing Jiang Fan.
He noticed that one moment he looked pale and the next he was beaming with joy, and I wondered what the kid was up to.