Chapter 434 — Fifty Thousand Is Too Little
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"Oh. If I hadn't been wary before, I'd probably be in trouble now." Wei Zhao felt not a shred of sympathy for him. Whether he won Gu Mengyao or not was no damn business of his. And a dangerous character like this—Wei Zhao could not, in his heart, allow him anywhere near Gu Mengyao.
"Heh heh…" An Liwen looked a little awkward. "You could say we've come to know each other through our scrap. Besides, Brother Lin, you didn't come off the worse for it."
"Oh, so what do you want me to do?" Wei Zhao had no patience to argue the point with him and decided to hear out his real purpose first.
"Brother Lin, at school and at home, you can see Gu Mengyao anytime, anywhere. Could you keep an eye out for me—whether any male student is especially close to her, or any news at all—and tip me off at the first opportunity?" An Liwen said.
"You want me to be a mole?" Wei Zhao understood his meaning.
"Exactly, more or less." An Liwen nodded.
"That's a difficult job. You know I'm employed by Mr. Gu Pengzhan now—how could I turn around and act as a mole for someone else?" Wei Zhao glanced at An Liwen.
"Of course, you won't do it for nothing—there are benefits!" Hearing that Wei Zhao had not slammed the door shut, An Liwen judged there was room to maneuver, and hurried on: "I'll pay you a fee…"
"Oh, that works too. Fifty thousand a month, I suppose—that might just about help you out." Wei Zhao spoke up directly.
"Fifty thousand..." An Liwen was taken aback. He had figured that giving Wei Zhao eighty or a hundred thousand would be the end of it; he never expected Wei Zhao to open his mouth so wide—fifty thousand at once, and every month at that!
"If you think it's too much, then forget it. I'm not all that keen on doing it anyway. This sort of thing is very dangerous—it's not worth losing my current job over a bit of pocket change." Wei Zhao said this flatly.
Fifty thousand was still pocket change? An Liwen felt a little dizzy. But then he thought of Wei Zhao's likely identity as a late-stage Yellow Rank expert, and it no longer seemed strange. Hiring a late-stage Yellow Rank expert as a bodyguard would certainly not come cheap; that early-stage Yellow Rank expert who had been at his elder brother's side before had cost five million a year in compensation—let alone someone like Wei Zhao, who was late-stage!
And so, thinking it through this way, An Liwen felt much more at ease. Fifty thousand was no more than the price of selling a single kidney; seen in that light, it wasn't much at all.
"Good, fifty thousand it is. Then I'll leave everything in your hands, Brother Lin!" An Liwen said. "Give me your bank card number, and I'll transfer it to you directly."
Wei Zhao gave An Liwen his bank card number and sent him on his way. But Shen Yushu poked her head out from the bathroom: "Arrow Brand Bro, why did you only ask for fifty thousand? That's a bit too little, isn't it..."
"Heh... I don't intend to help him anyway, so his fifty thousand will just go down the drain." Wei Zhao smiled. He had known all along that Shen Yushu was hiding in the bathroom, eavesdropping.