I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week-Chapter 2596 - 2597: Ruthless

"What should we do then?"

"Call him first. If he keeps stalling, tell him we’ll add another fifty thousand to get this done quickly, but make sure to meet in person for the deal," Lin Yi said.

"Once we see him, it’ll be easier to sort things out."

"I’ll give it a try."

Li Yongnian took out his phone and dialed Feng Jiaming’s number.

"Brother Feng, it’s Li Yongnian."

"I know, I know," Feng Jiaming said politely.

"I’ve already talked to my brother-in-law about your issue. There should be results soon. You can count on me; just wait a few days, and it’ll definitely be settled."

Feng Jiaming was a clever person, preemptively saying what Li Yongnian wanted to say, effectively shutting him up.

Hearing this response, Lin Yi was one hundred percent sure that the person wasn’t good news.

Thinking about this, Lin Yi gave Li Yongnian a look, and the latter understood and said,

"Brother Feng, is it because this thing is difficult to handle that it’s been dragging on for so long?"

"It’s indeed a bit challenging," Feng Jiaming said.

"Just wait for the news."

"Brother Feng, how about this, I’ll add another fifty thousand, and we’ll make some extra effort to get the scenic area people to repair the road for us."

"If you add another fifty thousand, things will definitely go more smoothly."

Feng Jiaming’s tone noticeably lifted, clearly moved by the fifty thousand dollars.

"Where are you now? I’ll bring the money to you."

"No need for the hassle. I’ll give you an account number; you can just transfer the money."

"You know, at Shangqing Palace, we don’t have much money either. This tens of thousands of dollars is all saved through frugality. My master said it must be personally handed over to you."

"Alright then, let’s meet at Longquan Tea House in an hour. I’ll try to get this done for you within three days."

"Okay."

After discussing the business, Li Yongnian hung up the phone.

"Uncle, he said he can get it done within three days. Should we believe him again?"

"He said the same thing before. I was there too, and he guaranteed it with assurance. And now, isn’t it just delay after delay?"

"Senior brother, you’re too naive and have a simple mind. Just listen to your uncle," Zhuang Xiaoyun said.

"Alright then, we have to figure out a way to get the money back."

"Let’s go, let’s have a walk down the mountain and improve the food a bit."

"Let’s go," Zhuang Xiaoyun said.

"The meals in the canteen are too plain. I really need to go out and improve it a bit."

"This time, don’t wear Balenciaga, or else Master will want to have a heartfelt talk with you again."

"This time, I’ll wear jeans and make sure he doesn’t see."

Having made up her mind, Zhuang Xiaoyun went back to change clothes, while Lin Yi and Li Yongnian prepared to go down the mountain wearing their Daoist robes.

When Zhuang Xiaoyun changed into casual clothes, she felt transformed.

Wearing tight jeans, her long legs were perfectly outlined, and the shape behind was especially rounded and perky.

If she went down the mountain, it would be hard to guess she was a little female Daoist.

"No wonder Master wants to have a heart-to-heart with you. With your outfit, even I want to have a talk with you," Li Yongnian said.

"Keep dreaming; even if I wanted a heart-to-heart, I’d talk with Uncle, and you can wait until your next life."

"How can you talk to your senior like that?" Li Yongnian said.

"If you really go into his room for a heart-to-heart, maybe in ten months, you’d have a child to talk about."

"Can’t you talk it out? That’s a problem; it needs to be treated."

Li Yongnian: ...

With preparations complete, Lin Yi found his car, drove down the mountain, and arrived at Longquan Tea House at the agreed time.

The tea house wasn’t high, only three stories, but in its details, a sense of age pervaded, giving it a bit of soul.

"This is it. Let’s go up,"

Lin Yi nodded, and the three of them went up to the tea house.

On the inside of the third floor, Feng Jiaming and a middle-aged man were sitting together drinking tea and chatting, with a string of well-aged walnuts in hand, constantly rubbing them.

"I heard that idiot Daoist is coming to give you money again?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man named Luo Tianshu.

Looking burly, weighing at least over two hundred pounds, his face was full of fat, slumped in his chair like a pile of mud.

"When someone is destined for good fortune, nothing can stop it," Feng Jiaming said, spinning the beads in his hand.

"I thought earning fifty thousand would be quite a bit, but they still want to give me more, makes me feel a bit embarrassed."

"The problem is, if you take the money and don’t do the job, won’t it be hard to explain?"

"What’s so hard to explain?" Feng Jiaming said nonchalantly.

"Afterwards, I’ll just say it didn’t work out, and the money can’t be returned. They can only swallow the loss in silence."

"Aren’t you afraid they’ll come making trouble?"

"What kind of trouble can a bunch of idiot Daoists cause?" Feng Jiaming said indifferently.

"If they had that capability, they wouldn’t be seeking my help. Besides, that’s how things work; spending money doesn’t guarantee success, but without spending a dime, there’s no hope at all."

"That makes sense. Why not just say it? I think they’re quite pitiful," Luo Tianshu said.

"I remember the person in charge of the scenic area seems to be your brother-in-law. A word from you would surely work. Anyway, we’ve taken the money, and whether the job is done or not, it makes no difference to you."

"You’re wrong there. The situation is deeper than you think," Feng Jiaming said.

"The road to Shangqing Palace has been damaged for over a year. The scenic area has the funds. Do you know why it hasn’t been repaired?"

"I really don’t know about this."

"If the road is repaired, Shangqing Palace makes money from incense offerings, and what does that have to do with us?"

"Your brother-in-law is in charge of the scenic area. Fixing the road means more visitors, which means more revenue."

"In our area, there’s a shortage of everything but temples," Feng Jiaming said, gesturing grandly.

"On Longhu Mountain, don’t mention the smaller ones; besides Shangqing Palace, there’s also Zhengyi Temple. If you can’t take the road to Shangqing Palace, you just go to Zhengyi Temple. It doesn’t affect the scenic area’s income at all."

Luo Tianshu touched his chin, displaying a somewhat understanding expression.

"But Zhengyi Temple’s incense offerings have nothing to do with your brother-in-law, do they? In my opinion, it would be better to fix the road to Shangqing Palace, then both sides can engage in healthy competition, improving their services and indirectly boosting the scenic area’s reputation."

"Normally, your idea is right. My brother-in-law thought the same,"

with a snap, Feng Jiaming lit a cigarette and said.

"But the host at Zhengyi Temple is very good at currying favor. He’s offered quite a few things to my brother-in-law. So that’s why the road remains unfixed until now. I don’t need to say more; you should understand."

"Haha..."

Luo Tianshu burst into laughter, "I was puzzled about this before. Why not do something mutually beneficial? Turns out that was the hitch; if I were in your shoes, I’d do the same."