Chapter 434 — Five Hundred Thousand Is Too Little

"Wei Zhao, he's here for you. You talk to him." When Gu Mengyao saw Wei Zhao arrive, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, slipped free, stood up, and walked upstairs.

An Jianwen smiled bitterly. He had indeed come looking for Wei Zhao, but he had also hoped to get closer to Gu Mengyao. Now it looked as if Wei Zhao were his only purpose, and Gu Mengyao showed not a trace of warmth.

An Jianwen had no idea where he had gone wrong, only feeling that his relationship with Gu Mengyao was getting worse and worse.

"Brother Lin, come and sit!" An Jianwen greeted Wei Zhao warmly. "I haven't seen you for days. I really missed you!"

Wei Zhao felt a chill run down his spine. Could the medicine last time have changed An Jianwen's orientation? He walked over and sat on the sofa opposite, a full meter away from An Jianwen. "Young Master An, what is it? How was the doll last time? Did you enjoy it?"

"Well..." An Jianwen's expression changed at once. He had not expected Wei Zhao to drop all pretense today and be ready to tear with him openly. But An Jianwen had not come today to break with Wei Zhao. He had come to make peace! So An Jianwen swallowed his anger and said, "Ha ha, Brother Wei Zhao is joking. Last time was only a joke. That inflatable doll was not bad, no different from a real person. Would Brother Lin like to try one?"

"I'll pass. You play with it yourself." Wei Zhao shook his head, calculating in his heart what trick this kid was planning now. That An Jianwen did not care at all about what had happened before, Wei Zhao did not believe for a second. He could not be that magnanimous. When things run contrary to nature, there is evil at work! There had to be another scheme waiting behind this, and Wei Zhao quietly raised his guard.

"Ha ha, just as well. Brother Lin has a beautiful girlfriend and has no need for such things, ha ha! I hear she is the campus belle of No.1 High, every bit the equal of Sister Yaoyao?" An Jianwen said with a smile.

"What are you after?" Wei Zhao's face darkened, his manner turning cold in an instant. Did this thing mean to move against Tang Yun? Then he was courting death. If he dared to set his sights on Tang Yun, Wei Zhao would never let him off lightly. "I am a poor man. I don't like giving people gifts, but I wouldn't mind giving you a coffin."

Hearing Wei Zhao's threat, An Jianwen felt a flash of anger, but the moment he thought of the two Yellow-stage masters under Li Cihua who had died so miserably, he felt balanced again. Compared with those two Yellow-stage masters, what was he? To provoke Wei Zhao was simply to court death.

"Brother Lin misunderstands me. I only meant to congratulate Brother Lin on winning the beauty home, nothing else!" An Jianwen hastened to explain, thinking with relief that luckily he had gone to Li Cihua first instead of moving directly against Tang Yun, or he might well be finished by now.

"Oh." Wei Zhao nodded faintly and waited for what An Jianwen would say next, unsure what he was really after.

"It's like this. You, brother, have already won your beauty home, but I am still all alone!" An Jianwen said. "You stay by Sister Yaoyao's side, so you always get news of her first, right?"

"And then?" Wei Zhao asked.

"I feel Sister Yaoyao has grown much colder toward me. Does she have a boyfriend, or a man she likes? Do you know?" An Jianwen asked.

"How would I know?" Wei Zhao shook his head. "Why would I spend my time studying that stuff?"

"True enough. Brother Wei Zhao, you have a girlfriend, so you have no worries on that score, but I have nothing. I have chased Gu Mengyao for so many years with no result. A full man does not know a hungry man's hunger!" An Jianwen lamented piteously. "I wronged you before, brother, but that was only because I thought you were Gu Mengyao's boyfriend. Now I have looked into it clearly. There is no grudge between us at all, so we can absolutely be friends."

"Oh. If I hadn't been on my guard before, I would probably have been in bad trouble." Wei Zhao felt not a shred of sympathy for him. Whether he won Gu Mengyao or not, what the hell did that have to do with Wei Zhao? And with a dangerous character like this, Wei Zhao would never let him get near Gu Mengyao from the bottom of his heart.

"Heh heh..." An Jianwen was a little embarrassed. "We can say we fought our way into friendship, and besides, Brother Lin, you didn't really suffer any loss."

"Oh. What do you want me to do?" Wei Zhao had no mood to haggle with him over this and meant to ask his real purpose first.

"Brother Lin, at school and at home you can see Gu Mengyao anytime, anywhere. Could you help me keep an eye out, whether any boy is getting especially close to her, or any news at all, and let me know the moment you hear anything?" An Jianwen said.

"You want me to be your mole?" Wei Zhao understood what An Jianwen meant.

"Right, more or less what I mean." An Jianwen nodded.

"That job is not easy to do. As you know, I am employed by Mr. Gu Pengzhan. How could I turn around and play the mole for someone else?" Wei Zhao glanced at An Jianwen.

"Of course I won't ask you to do it for nothing. There will be benefits!" Hearing that Wei Zhao had not refused outright, An Jianwen sensed room to maneuver and hurried on. "I will pay you a reward..."

"Oh, all right. Five hundred thousand a month, and I can barely help you." Wei Zhao said bluntly.

"Five hundred thousand..." An Jianwen froze. He had originally thought a hundred thousand at most would settle Wei Zhao, never expecting him to open his mouth like a lion, asking for five hundred thousand all at once, and per month at that!

"If you think it's too much, forget it. I don't much want to do it anyway. This business is dangerous. It's not worth losing my present job for such pocket change." Wei Zhao said coolly.

Five hundred thousand was pocket change? An Jianwen felt dizzy, but when he remembered that Wei Zhao was likely a late-phase Yellow-stage master, it no longer seemed strange. Hiring a late-phase Yellow-stage master as a bodyguard would never come cheap. The early-phase Yellow-stage master beside his elder brother cost five million a year, let alone someone of Wei Zhao's late-phase standing!

Thinking of it that way, An Jianwen felt much more balanced. Five hundred thousand was only the price of selling a kidney once. Put like that, it was not much at all.

"Fine, five hundred thousand. Then I leave everything in Brother Lin's hands!" An Jianwen said. "Give me a bank account number and I will transfer it straight to you."

Wei Zhao gave An Jianwen his bank account number and sent him off, and then Shen Yushu poked her head out from the bathroom. "Arrow Brother, how could you ask for only five hundred thousand? That's way too little..."

"Heh... I never planned to help him anyway, so his five hundred thousand is down the drain." Wei Zhao smiled. He had known all along that Shen Yushu had been hiding in the bathroom eavesdropping.

For the fastest updates, please read with no pop-up windows.