Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 30: Ambush

With the store set up, helpers hired, and a hundred sets of ceramics prepared, targeting mid-to-high-end pricing, the commerce in the Otherworld was finally on track.

The reason I say "finally" is because...

Even though we just opened, we haven’t sold a single set of ceramics yet.

We did, however, send a set each to the Sun Family, Three Purities Temple, and even Mr. Han who initially helped with registration.

But Fang Zheng never planned on relying on the store to make money; all he needed was to keep it running, mostly to have an identity for traveling to and from the Otherworld.

In modern society,

The Hundred Days Foundation Establishment was nearing perfection. Da Wei and that female thief were reportedly still locked up, under the supervision of senior brothers, so there was no need to worry too much about Qi Yuan’s revenge.

Everything was moving in a positive direction.

"Fang Zheng!"

"Boss Wen, what made you call me?"

"There’s something."

Wen Lei’s voice came through the phone:

"In a few days, Chen Wan, who was from our school, will come to Qu City for a tour. The organizers want to hire some musicians for entertainment, and the payment is good."

"Five thousand for three days. Are you interested?"

Chen Wan is currently one of the top singers, and the school takes pride in her success, often giving preferential treatment to our own graduates for her events.

Five thousand for three days is indeed not bad.

Fang Zheng was momentarily tempted, then quickly realized, he had over thirty million in his account, why care about such a small amount?

"Forget it."

Shaking his head, he refused outright:

"I have things to do, no time."

"You’re not going?" Wen Lei sounded surprised, evidently not expecting this answer:

"This kind of pay is rare in a third-tier city like Qu City. Lu Qian will be there, as well as several schoolmates."

Whether to earn money or expand connections, it’s a rare opportunity.

"Really not going," Fang Zheng said:

"Sorry."

"No need to be sorry," Wen Lei laughed and said:

"It’s easy to find someone for this kind of gig, but what’s been keeping you busy lately?"

Fang Zheng hesitated for a moment and replied:

"Starting a company."

"Starting a company?" Wen Lei’s voice was filled with surprise:

"I wouldn’t have thought... when you have time, let’s sit down together."

"Okay." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Just right, Boss Wen is experienced in this field, I should learn from you."

"I’m just working for someone, can’t compare to you," Wen Lei said:

"That’s it, hanging up now!"

"Bye-bye!"

After hanging up, Wen Lei thought for a moment and dialed another number. Once connected, her voice turned enthusiastic:

"Manager Zhang, I need to inquire about something."

"Miss Wen, no need to be so formal."

"It’s about Fang Zheng..."

"Are you talking about Boss Fang of Square Porcelain? Thanks to Miss Wen’s introduction, the auction house was able to get an additional precious item."

"Hmm?"

"Let me tell you..."

After a while,

Wen Lei hung up the phone and stood up.

"Who would have thought, Fang Zheng actually has something worth millions. Indeed, wealth depends on fate. Some people work hard all their lives but never reach the starting point of others."

"Is it something left by his uncle?"

"Afraid Lu Qian might have miscalculated."

Talking to herself, she walked to the window:

The large floor-to-ceiling window offered a view of the city, even allowing a distant view of Celestial Plate Mountain, as well as a glimpse of the sea, clearly the landmark building Wenchang Mansion in Qu City.

This building houses more than half of Qu City’s listed companies.

Working here is the pursuit of numerous white-collar workers, and owning a private office is even a dream for them.

Yet Wen Lei only felt weary.

Heavy company duties, complicated interpersonal relationships, like layers of spider webs, bound her tightly, making it hard to breathe.

The key is...

"This is not my ambition!"

"Even if I earn hundreds of thousands annually, it’s still just working for someone."

"’Boss Wen, Boss Wen’... they only think it’s a joke but don’t realize I’ve always wanted to have my own business since I was young!"

Resign?

Sounds easy.

Getting to this position at a young age is not just because of talent; my family used so many connections, invested so much effort to push me up here.

How can I just leave?

Besides, Wen Lei also knows that it’s not easy to build a foundation from scratch, especially in this era when even college graduates are not valued.

Starting a business,

is already a fiercely competitive market.

"I should be content. I’m still young, achieving an annual income of millions or even higher in the future is not difficult. This is already a dream for ordinary people."

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In Fang Zheng’s fixed impression, law offices were supposed to be spacious, bright, and grand, with visitors either wealthier or influential.

But...

"You work here?"

Looking up at the building facade filled with billboards, he couldn’t help but feel speechless.

Haircuts!

Manicures!

High-priced mobile phone and computer purchases!

Plastering, diamond sticking, full ceiling renovation services...

The people on the street were a varied mix, describing it as an urban village wouldn’t be far off.

"What did you think?"

Guo Erqiu rolled her eyes:

"Our boss isn’t very famous and only takes small cases, the recent antique business was already big for us, and yet unfortunately unlucky."

"Look!"

She raised the documents in her hand:

"Relationship breakdown, property division, suspected affair, but the total is only about three million. Don’t touch it, it’s private and can’t be shown to outsiders."

"Three million is already quite a bit." Fang Zheng stopped his actions.

"That’s their divided assets, not our law firm’s earnings," Guo Erqiu sighed:

"Moreover, I’m just a small intern, exhausting myself is inevitable, but true success has nothing to do with me."

"I only have two thousand a month to live on."

"Two thousand?" Fang Zheng frowned:

"Then why do you do it?"

Even in a third-tier city like Qu City, a waiter’s salary is more than two thousand, is the treatment for law firm interns really that poor?

"You don’t understand," Guo Erqiu shook her head:

"In short, I have to wait for the certificate before I can leave. For now, I can only convince myself that with insufficient experience, it’s necessary to endure some hardship and poverty."

"Are you planning to start a company?"

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"I’m clueless in this area and wanted to ask you about it."

"Starting a company nowadays is quite easy, without needing too much effort, just the procedures are somewhat cumbersome. If you have the money, you could hire someone to handle it specifically," Guo Erqiu said:

"Shall I introduce someone to you?"

"Can you handle it?" Fang Zheng asked:

"We know each other well, I’d trust you more with the task."

"I..." Guo Erqiu’s beautiful eyes flickered:

"Let’s eat first, we’ll talk while we eat, your treat."

"No problem." Fang Zheng nodded, simultaneously reaching a big hand to grip the shoulder of someone nearby, and said in a deep voice:

"Brother, what are you doing?"

That person’s body froze, the hand reaching for Guo Erqiu’s bag also stopped in its track, and in the next moment, they suddenly turned and kicked at Fang Zheng with surprising ferocity.

"Ha!"

Fang Zheng chuckled lightly, raising his hand to block the attack, then lightly thrust his arm, directly tossing the person out.

"Thud!"

The opponent landed rolling on the ground.

The city road wasn’t like the countryside, being hard as stone, and an adult would be hard-pressed to handle a fall onto it.

"Ah!"

Meanwhile,

Guo Erqiu screamed:

"My bag!"

Unexpectedly, the thief had an accomplice, who took advantage of when Fang Zheng acted and Guo Erqiu’s attention was diverted to snatch the bag and run.

"Stop!"

Guo Erqiu was in a panic.

Not only did the bag contain her belongings, but also some confidential documents from the employer. If leaked, the law firm’s reputation would be ruined, and her internship could very well end.

Without a second thought, she chased after them.

Fang Zheng frowned slightly, glanced at the thief on the ground, pondered for a moment, then stepped and followed after them.

The street was crowded with pedestrians.

Yet,

No one planned to lend a helping hand, showcasing an apathy to a shocking extent.

The two chased the thief into a dark alley; as they were about to catch up, Guo Erqiu’s face lit up with a smile, then suddenly halted her steps.

"An ambush?"

Fang Zheng appeared surprised:

"Erqiu, did your law firm offend someone?"

"I don’t know!" Guo Erqiu’s face turned pale.