Full-Time Public Enemy-Chapter 665 - 497 Pecking Rice Like a Chick

Upscale restaurants can always satisfy their guests' every whim. For example, "Sour Cabbage Beef Noodles" weren't even on the menu, but the smiling head chef somehow managed to prepare a bowl for him.

Chen Gu even had an additional request, "Add more chili and more vinegar."

Chen Gu didn't know whether high-end ingredients were used. Regardless, the service they provided and the fees they charged were certainly proportional.

When the bill finally came, Heibo and his daughter's total bill was twenty thousand Starshields; his bowl of noodles alone cost nine thousand Starshields.

Mr. Chen's heart ached. He secretly resolved that for similar occasions in the future, a small street-side shop would suffice. After all, being a hidden master in a bustling city had its own ultimate coolness. Effective yet inexpensive—perfect.

With the influence Chen Gu now had at his disposal, finding Heibo's daughter and convincing her to meet her father was not difficult.

Chen Gu did this because he felt Heibo's challenge stemmed from a personal desire for success, a desire that others had exploited.

Deep down, Heibo, having lived underground for many years, did indeed harbor ambitions of using him as a stepping stone. But when you're already at the top, you can't stop those below from having such thoughts.

Chen Gu genuinely pitied Heibo, who never understood that success couldn't restore lost family ties.

He thought of his own adult son, which was why he was willing to give Heibo a chance at reconciliation with his family. He would never admit it, but he did this partly hoping his own son would give him a chance too.

What he didn't know was that the Alliance videographers following Heibo had stealthily turned on their cameras upon arriving at the restaurant, even capturing Chen Gu's noisy slurping of noodles. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

...

Inside the Special Operations Division, Charles furtively poked his head out from his desk and scanned the room with shifty eyes. Chen Jixian's office door was closed, and Gong Shuxu wasn't around.

His head retracted like a periscope. Then, with a snicker, he quickly opened a betting website and impulsively wagered three months' salary.

Boluo appeared beside him like a ghost. "Who did you bet on?"

"Chen Gu, of course. I'm not stupid. We all know that guy is absurdly strong. And that Combat Rooster—we've all witnessed its true power. In the Colossal Beast League, there hasn't been a single opponent capable of making that creature get serious."

Boluo tilted her head, pondering. "That makes sense. We can't miss out on such easy money."

Without any hesitation, Boluo dumped half a year's worth of her salary on the bet!

Charles was surprised. "How do you have so much money?"

Charles came from a family that was wealthy for three generations, so he could disregard that bit of salary.

Boluo sighed. "As a 'single dog,' where would I even spend money..."

Word spread quickly. Soon, the entire Special Operations Division was betting on Chen Gu to win. However, since Chen Gu's odds were low, the bookmakers were confident they wouldn't lose money overall.

"The Old Master is back!" The young woman on lookout duty rushed back with the news. Everyone scrambled back to their posts, feigning diligence.

Gong Shuxu walked in calmly, seemingly oblivious. As he reached his office door, he suddenly turned to Charles. "Silver Eagle, bet one hundred thousand Starshields on Chen Gu to win for me."

"Huh?" Charles stammered, flustered. "Yes, Old Master."

...

Red Princess clutched her private savings account. The three sisters gritted their teeth as they looked at the betting odds on the screen. "We must bet on Heibo! Chen Gu is the Young Master's enemy!"

Though they said so, they still hadn't placed any bets.

"The Young Master's enemy is our enemy! We must stand firm!"

But still, no bets were placed.

"Let's use our five years' worth of saved-up pocket money to show our loyalty to the Young Master!"

Their words were fierce and assured, but still, no bets were placed.

After a moment of silence, White Princess hesitated. "But if we can make our enemy earn money for us, wouldn't that be a grand victory?"

Red Princess's and Blue Princess's eyes lit up, and they looked at their sister in approval. "You make a good point!"

"Then let this opponent, Chen Gu, earn us more spending money!"

"This counts as him providing for us!"

"This is truly a genius idea, so satisfying!"

Three delicate, fair fingers pressed down together on the button to bet on Chen Gu.

"Six hundred thousand, bet on Chen Gu to win!"

Then, as they watched their private savings account empty rapidly, they exchanged guilty glances. "Well, at least we've done a tiny, insignificant thing for the Young Master."

"There's no need to bother the Young Master with such trivial matters; he's very busy every day."

"Exactly! We shouldn't waste the Young Master's time and energy on such things. It's best if we just silently support the Young Master from the shadows."

The three sisters quickly reached a tacit understanding: this matter absolutely must not be mentioned to the Young Master.

...

A series of web pages opened up in front of Xiaoga Yexiong, displaying various "professional analyses" of the "commercial match" scheduled for two days later.

Nearly all the commentators uniformly judged the odds at fifty-fifty.

Judging solely from the past combat footage of both participants, such an assessment was perfectly reasonable. Consequently, most fans agreed with this viewpoint.