359 Trouble at the Parking Space (1/2)
Gu Zhanguo and Dongfang Shuoyu immediately intervened to defuse the confrontation by separating the two, or to be exact, they separated Xiao Luo from Fu Yiren. They were not immune to her poison and wisely kept away from her.
”Mie, you and I are made for each other. Our fate is decided by the Heavens, and you will become my husband sooner or later.”
Fu Yiren pined, refusing to accept that Xiao Luo had declined her proposal. As he walked away, she was already lost in whimsical thoughts as she pictured them walking down the aisle in holy matrimony, and she beamed an innocent and blissful smile.
King Kong couldn't help mocking her again, ”What in the world is she doing? They were just fighting a moment ago, and all of a sudden, she's wants him to marry her and tells him that he can't decline. I will never understand women!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he shuddered. He raised his head slowly, only to see Fu Yiren's glowering glare that made him feel that she was about to murder him.
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At the entrance, Xiao Luo was about to leave the NSA when Gu Zhanguo showed him the vehicle that they had prepared for him—it was a brand new a Trumpchi GS8.
”Can't you provide me with a better one?” Xiao Luo said, looking at a black SUV in front of him with a frown.
Gu Zhanguo coughed and replied, ”Ahem, for your information, this car has a retail price of 160 thousand dollars, and it's one of the best domestic cars available. It looks great, and its power and performance are both top-notch. The NSA has been on a tight budget of late, so you should be grateful that we can even get you such a decent vehicle.”
”Yes, just to get you a car, Old Gu and I had to eat dirt for one whole month,” Dongfang Shouyu added.
He couldn't help thinking how these two directors resembled an old couple with the wife singing to her husband's tune. In any case, he was already planning to buy himself a car, but as the NSA had now provided him one for free, he decided not to pursue the matter. Having a car as a means of travel was better than having none, and after all, the car's aesthetics agreed with his personal taste.
”By the way, is Miss Ji alright?”
”Night sparrow is fine, don't worry about her. She'll get in touch with you after she is properly rested. By the way, I have a small mission for you,” Gu Zhanguo said.
”Small mission?” Xiao Luo responded, frowning somewhat.
”Yes, just a small mission.”
Xiao Luo remained silent. When MLM was mentioned, he immediately thought of his own cousin, Ding Zhenyun.
Dongfang Shouyu added, ”The strategy employed by MLM operators is that downlines have to pay 'tributes' to their uplines. The more downlines there are, the higher the income the uplines will receive. These get-rich-quick schemes are classified as economic fraud and are not some trivial issues. If left to carry on, I wonder how many victims will turn against their own families and how many youths will waste their precious time and resources chasing a pipe dream. This is a big issue that is threatening our country and our people. It is about time we eradicate it.”
”I'm up for this mission, but I'm assuming that some of my methods would not be acceptable to the police,” Xiao Luo said.
”You don't have to worry about that. The way the NSA operates is certainly different from the police. If necessary, you may resort to extreme methods, I leave it to your discretion. I'll inform the police station about this before your mission,” Gu Zhanguo said.
”Alright!”
Xiao Luo was satisfied with the response he got. To successfully get the desired results in his mission, naturally, he couldn't be restrained in employing methods that he judged would be the most effective.
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It was already night when he arrived back at the Crescent Bay Hotel. Along the way, he had spotted a cotton candy stall by the roadside. He wasn't sure if Su Xiaobei would like it, but he got her one all the same. Don't all kids love this kind of snack?