Stuck in a Chinese novel

"Give me ten of those." Wei Jun said as he approached a guy in his mid-twenties, selling skewers at a roadside vendor.

The appearance of the guy was anything but deserving of selling chicken skewers. He should have been a model with that kind of appearance.

Lean chiseled physique along with silky smooth hair that covered his forehead. Eyes of brown color with sharp features. His skin color was milky pale and all in all, he was just a wow.

If Wei Jun's appearance was a 27 charm, then this guy was easily in the category of 15 or 16. And that fact was further accentuated by the lack of male customers and the unnecessary flux of women.

Wei Jun had to wait for twenty minutes in a line full of women to buy those skewers.

"Of course." The vendor guy exclaimed and prepared skewers. As soon as Wei Jun ate the first one, the first thought in his head was, 'I wonder if it would be okay to vomit on the road?'

In blunt words blunter than a blunt weapon that could crack a head open, the skewers were straight-on disgusting. There was not one thing good about them. Wei Jun turned to examine the women only to see them throwing everything they bought away in dustbins and then getting back in line again.

Wei Jun was at a loss of words. Still, Wei Jun wasn't one to waste food so he gulped all of them down in a few minutes with great difficulty and got back in line.

This time, Wei Jun didn't say anything but passed on a stack of ten thousand Yuan bills. The vendor guy was shocked at the money and asked with his mouth almost hanging, "You… You need skewers for all of these?"

Wei Jun cleared up the misunderstanding by saying, "No. I want you to close the shop for the day for this money."

The vendor guy was confused and all the women who heard Wei Jun began to make a fuss. Wei Jun ignored them and asked the vendor guy, "I have a job opportunity for you. This money is just to give me some of your time. Nothing else."

Wei Jun was confident he could convince the guy for the job. All he needed was a beginning and nothing buys a conversation better than money.

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The name of the guy Wei Jun was trying to scout was Xiao Heiling. He was a twenty-three-year-old orphan. He spent most of his time in an orphanage and then when he came out, without any qualifications, odd jobs were all he could do.

Luckily he was blessed with beauty so a few gangsters decided to use that. They opened a street vendor and even though he was a terrible cook, women flocked to his stall every day and he made a killing. He was making a thousand Yuan every day which was more than he could dream of before.

However, his expression right now was very funny. The reason? The terms that Wei Jun was offering him. They were the same as Quan Kui but Wei Jun wasn't just giving them to him.

'No matter how good looking, an ambition is properly needed.' Wei Jun thought as Xiao Heiling asked, "Are you really giving me all this?"

Unfortunately, Wei Jun doused cold water on him by replying, "Of course not. You have to earn it. If you can't, I can simply take everything away like those gangsters."

The earlier excitement of Xiao Heiling faded away as he sat back down in his seat. "Then what do I need to do?" He asked Wei Jun since he couldn't figure out Wei Jun's intentions.

"What do you wish to do in your life? Is it helping out at that orphanage? Is it another noble reason? What is it?" Wei Jun asked in succession instead of replying.

Xiao Heiling didn't reply. He was hesitating for quite a while when Wei Jun reminded him, "Of course, you cannot lie. You lie, I will know and I will walk away."

Xiao Heiling nodded and finally, after another bout of brief hesitation, he replied, "I don't have any noble goal as you stated earlier. The director of the orphanage I grew up in used to beat me up along with almost everyone so I hardly have any feelings for the orphanage. And even after that, life hasn't been good to me. if I have to reply to your question, I simply want to live a lavish life.

A big mansion, many cars and girls shouting my name all the time."

Xiao Heiling stopped at this point and simply waited. Wei Jun didn't say anything for a while but then, beginning with a small cackle, he began to laugh until it got to the point that everyone in the café was looking at them now.

Xiao Heiling thought that Wei Jun was laughing at his goals but he didn't say anything about it. after a while, when Wei Jun stopped laughing, Xiao Heiling began to get up to leave when Wei Jun said, "Money is the greatest motivation to a man. Money doesn't lie. It doesn't betray. In other words, it is a good goal to have."

Saying so, Wei Jun stood up and passed Xiao Heiling a card, "Be there tomorrow at nine in the morning. Don't be late."

Xiao Heiling remained in his spot and didn't move. He was stunned at how Wei Jun had simply and so easily accepted his selfish reason. He didn't move from his spot even when Wei Jun was long gone.

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Xiao Chen was worriedly looking at his young master and nervously looked at his wristwatch once again. The time was three minutes past nine. With each half-minute passing, Wei Jun's expression would worsen.

"I told that bastard not to be late yet his nerve. He is four minutes late." Wei Jun's face was worsening with every moment when his landline rang, snapping him out of his angered state.

Wei Jun picked up the call to hear an unfamiliar voice on the other side, "So you are the bastard that wants to take our money maker away, huh? I don't know who you are but be at 'The Club' in an hour."

The call ended without waiting for a response from Wei Jun. However, Wei Jun was clever enough to figure out the crux of the matter.

'Huh… These fu*ks. Determined to get in my way.' Thinking so, Wei Jun left his seat and instructed Chen Xian, "I'm going out for a bit."

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