Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1030 - 1010: Did Fu Qing Save the Day?
The two of them carried their secrets through the day. In the evening, He Wenyu watched Luo Qianqian about to leave, silently holding a test paper as he wrote at the desk, saying nothing.
"I’m heading out now."
Seeing He Wenyu working on his papers and the little boy quietly watching TV, Luo Qianqian walked out the door on her own.
At Apollo Cafe, there were no outsiders this time; the entire cafe had been reserved. So when Luo Qianqian arrived, she immediately recognized Zhang Sheng’s cousin.
There was only one person sitting, this was beyond any doubt.
"Are you Zhang Sheng’s cousin?" Luo Qianqian walked straight to the table.
Zhang Hao looked at the petite girl in front of him, momentarily stunned. Even if his brother mentioned she was a kid younger than him, and even if he said she was already a university student, he was still a bit dumbfounded seeing Luo Qianqian’s youthful face.
Is she really not a middle school student?
"I’m Zhang Hao." Zhang Hao nodded slightly, not belittling her due to her age, instead becoming more attentive: "Would you like something?"
Age has never been an issue; the world ultimately belongs to the young.
Though this young person seems very young indeed...
"Just water, please." Luo Qianqian sat down calmly, looking at Zhang Hao with a clear gaze: "May I ask who hired you for the task concerning me?"
"You know, in our line of work, trust and loyalty are important." Zhang Hao chuckled, changing the subject without answering.
Luo Qianqian raised an eyebrow: "What if I offered double the price to have you do the same to the employer?"
Her eyes were intense and made no effort to hide her sharpness.
In front of someone who has been in the underworld for many years, any disguise is pointless; it’s better to be straightforward to leave a good impression. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Zhang Hao was momentarily surprised, then laughed, looking at Luo Qianqian with appreciation but said nothing.
Luo Qianqian paused for a moment, then frowned, looking outside the cafe.
The ordinary cafe now seemed to have strange figures appearing, seemingly escorted?
"Speaking of which, why aren’t you in college? Why come back?" Zhang Hao didn’t even look, as if the scene beyond the glass was merely a TV screen, unconcerned by whatever was happening.
"Me? I am doing well in college." Luo Qianqian was distracted by the people outside, frowning.
After a while, she looked at Zhang Hao with a peculiar expression: "Am I being set up?"
The people outside the cafe were clearly not just passersby, and their numbers were surprisingly large. At about ten meters away, there were thirty to forty people, which was really odd.
Zhang Hao glanced outside but remained unfazed, still with a faint smile: "What do you mean?"
"Do they want to kill me?" Luo Qianqian frowned, completely baffled by the current situation.
Zhang Hao took out a piece of paper and pushed it in front of Luo Qianqian: "This is three million." It was a check.
"What do you mean?" Luo Qianqian squinted, her eyes emitting a dangerous glow.
"To buy what’s in your hand and your safety." Zhang Hao’s gaze was confident, as if he already saw her agreement.
According to his investigation, Luo Qianqian was just a child from an ordinary family, her father dead, her mother remarried, and aside from being smart, her family had no money.
The key point is that their house was bought at a cheap time, so its value isn’t high.
The family also runs a boutique store, in good relations with the He Family.
The He Family is relatively wealthy, running a braised food brand called ’Fragrance Comes’ throughout the city, with stable big orders from the Capital City.
Even so, she hasn’t made such an amount.
Three million, how many families go their entire lives without seeing this amount?
Luo Qianqian laughed, coldly looking at Zhang Hao: "Does Zhang Sheng know you’re doing this?"
"Just a classmate, this is also for your good, what disagreement is there?" Zhang Hao felt nothing wrong with what he said: "As long as you hand over the stuff, this money is yours, saving you how many years of hard work?"
As for Zhang Sheng? He’s been dealt with. Why heedlessly disregard gang credit? During this pivotal time of earning reputability, why sacrifice the chance to make money for old friendships?
With more money, their group can exist in society a while longer.
Only with time can they develop, though whether they can develop is left to fate.
"Hehe." Luo Qianqian merely shook her head lightly with a face filled with helplessness. If she could afford a million for a counter-hire, could she really care about this three million extortion fee?
"Moreover, you need money for school, for higher studies, for whatever you plan to do—money is crucial in this society, far more important than knowledge." Zhang Hao continued trying to persuade when he saw Luo Qianqian unmoved.
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, looking quietly out the window, with no intention of engaging Zhang Hao further.
Zhang Hao became somewhat embarrassed and angry at Luo Qianqian’s reaction, eyes widening. Just as he intended to speak, Luo Qianqian interrupted: "Tell Zhang Sheng he owes me."
With that, Luo Qianqian didn’t even glance at the lemon water on the table, calmly stood up, and opened the door.
Looking across the street, she called out loudly: "Uncle Fu."
It was Fu Qing who appeared, standing across the street, holding a book with a scholarly demeanor.
The people in front of the cafe froze—what was going on? This wasn’t part of their plan?
Fu Qing turned his head towards the people behind him when he saw Luo Qianqian come out, nodded slightly, then beckoned to Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian briskly walked past the people around her towards Fu Qing.
Passing by a dozen people without even a glance.
She went out only to discover Fu Qing and the people in his car.
Behind him, two groups had already achieved a one-sided victory.
Their dark weapons effectively stopped those intending to block Luo Qianqian.
"What did you receive from the kid?" Luo Qianqian looked at Fu Qing, who was leaning casually against the car with his book, her voice somewhat cold.
"Are you turning on me after I’ve served my purpose?" Fu Qing looked at the pair of clear eyes reflected in the car window, turned around for Luo Qianqian’s scrutiny, and closed the book: "Just exchanged saving you for something I’m interested in."
Seeing Luo Qianqian’s tightly furrowed brows, Fu Qing smiled: "But rest assured, there’s more than enough of that stuff in his possession."
The little boy inside the car, hearing everything, opened the door and jumped out: "Sister, are you alright?"
With genuine concern and the sneaky head peeking from behind, Luo Qianqian raised her eyebrow looking at the two: "You finished your homework? Cleaned up?"
"We’ll do it when we get back..." He Wenyu said sheepishly, retreating his head. Wasn’t he worried for her? No good deed goes unpunished, and she brought up homework at such a tense moment—how unloving.
The main point is, who are these people? Why bring out... guns?
This man is so formidable? Then why does Qhianqhian have his contact information?
The more I think about it, the stranger it seems.
