God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 253 - 269, Save it to eat in Heaven

But Binnan just wouldn’t let go, grilling him on the very topic he hoped to avoid. She said, "Didn’t you tell me to consider you? Now that you’re bankrupt, how do you expect me to consider you?"

Looking at Binnan’s triumphant expression, as if she had won a competition, Fang Yi, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, rested his hand on his forehead and looked up to the sky.

At that moment, a middle-aged man rushed out of a shop with a face full of reverence, saying, "Miss Shen, you’ve arrived. Please, come inside and have a seat."

Binnan waved her hand and was flattered into the store by the obsequious man.

The shop sold electronic products, but business was scarce, with hardly a soul in sight.

After ushering Binnan in, the middle-aged man scurried off to fetch some water.

Binnan, sitting comfortably with one leg over the other, saw the puzzled look on Fang Yi’s face and chuckled, "Want to know why the owner is so respectful to me?"

Fang Yi replied eagerly, "Please do tell."

Binnan glared at him, then said proudly, "There’s no other reason except that I’m his major investor. I mentioned buying this place, and he’s been fawning over me, almost as if he worships me like his own mother."

Fang Yi nodded, "I can see that."

He couldn’t fathom what the owner was thinking, or if he truly had a screw loose, opening an electronics store here of all places. It would be a wonder if it wasn’t losing money.

And when Binnan spoke of buying the place, the owner indeed acted as if he would worship her like his own mother.

The middle-aged man quickly returned with two cups of tea, one for Binnan and one for Fang Yi.

Binnan took her cup and smiled, "Bring me the contract."

The man’s face lit up with delight, and he quickly went to fetch the contract.

Fang Yi frowned and asked, "Are you really planning to buy this place?"

Smiling, Binnan retorted, "Why wouldn’t I?"

Fang Yi opened his mouth to respond but found himself at a loss for words.

Binnan’s demeanor turned stern, like a queen, exuding an air of authority that seemed to command the world from within.

"The asking price for this property is twenty-five million, but I’ll get it for only twenty million. That’s my capability. Plus, owning such a spot in the center of the city, though it’s only about a hundred square meters, just think about it—if you run a solid business, you could be making money hand over fist in less than a year. Why not?"

"I asked you to find a shop, not a piece of land," Fang Yi said.

A cunning smile crossed Binnan’s cool face, "With this land, what kind of shop wouldn’t be at your fingertips?"

Fang Yi felt that this woman, when she got serious, was fierce with her words—truly formidable in debate.

In the end, Fang Yi blurted out rather bluntly, "I don’t have any money."

Binnan replied, "No money is fine, as long as I have you. The monk might run, but the temple won’t—consider this money as a loan from me."

Fang Yi had never thought Binnan could be so shrewd. He was now extremely wary, asking, "What are you after?"

Binnan lifted her teacup, took a sip, and placed it back down before slowly saying,

"Haven’t you always wanted favors from me? Here you go, I’m offering you one. Consider it payback for all the times you’ve been my personal bodyguard. Don’t tell me you’re afraid to accept it."

The more Binnan spoke like this, the less Fang Yi believed her.

There must be a catch when things were too good to be true; he didn’t believe for a second Binnan was this generous.

But, if he refused, wouldn’t it seem as if he was actually afraid of her? Fang Yi was always bold. Although he didn’t know what Binnan had up her sleeve, he accepted anyway. When you’re used to being bitten, a few more bites don’t matter—he was not afraid in the slightest.

Just then, the middle-aged man returned with the contract, and having no understanding of these matters, Fang Yi got up and walked around.

While walking, through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Fang Yi caught a glimpse of a woman in a black leather jacket making a phone call next to a green tree across the street.

Others might have thought she was just making a phone call, but Fang Yi didn’t see it that way.

What defines an assassin is their ability to go unnoticed, to not be perceived as a threat by others. Only then can they be said to have entered the threshold of being a killer. If one goes about murdering with a high profile, they end up dying before their target does.

Thus, assassins value discretion, preferring covert killings.

To kill imperceptibly is the assassin’s highest realm of skill.

But, of course, there are those high-profile assassins, though they are in the minority.

Fang Yi had dealt with many assassins abroad and had a clear understanding of their habits and temperaments. The fashionably dressed woman standing by the tree on the street was definitely a female assassin.

Of course, Fang Yi naturally wouldn’t take the initiative to approach her. Firstly, to avoid startling the proverbial snake in the grass, and secondly, he intended to see if he could lure out some fish.

After roughly half an hour, Shen Binnan signed the contract. After all, she was not the impatient or careless type and wanted to thoroughly review every clause of the contract.

Shen Binnan came over and said, "Alright, the contract is signed. You can discuss with Miss Xia when would be a good time to start the renovations. Of course, if she doesn’t like it, we can demolish this place and rebuild."

Fang Yi uttered an "Oh" and asked, "Where to next?"

Shen Binnan gestured to him. Fang Yi handed her the woman’s bag he’d been carrying on his shoulder. Pulling out her phone from the bag, Shen Binnan glanced at it and said, "I’m hungry, let’s grab something to eat."

Fang Yi smiled, "Sure."

Ten minutes later, the two arrived in a lobby and stepped into a glass elevator.

With a ding, the glass elevator doors opened, and they entered an elegant, high-end restaurant.

The decor of the restaurant was stately but not overly extravagant, styled after European classical design, with oil paintings on all walls, providing an elegant, lush, and peaceful environment.

With only a smattering of two or three tables occupied, in the quiet ambient music, the restaurant had a somewhat lonely air.

At the entrance, a host greeted them, "Welcome."

After Fang Yi and Shen Binnan were seated, a vest-clad male waiter immediately came over to serve them respectfully.

Shen Binnan picked up the menu, flipped through from start to finish, set down the menu, and ordered a roast beef with red wine and a dessert. Then she looked at Fang Yi, "What would you like?"

Fang Yi smiled, "I’ll have the same."

After the waiter stepped back, Shen Binnan scrutinized Fang Yi across the table and observed, "Why do I get the feeling you’re a bit off?"

Fang Yi responded with a smile, "Really?"

Shen Binnan frowned slightly.

At that moment, the elevator doors opened again, and another guest arrived. As the host at the entry greeted with a sweet "Welcome," a woman in a black leather jacket with pale skin walked in.

Fang Yi glanced at the woman in black leather, a peculiar smile curling at the edge of his lips. Shen Binnan’s expression turned stern as she whispered low, "Is there an assassin?"

"Don’t panic, with me here, you couldn’t die even if you wanted to," Fang Yi said with a smile.

But how could Shen Binnan not feel tense?

She knew they were dealing with an assassin!

Suddenly, a voice interrupted them, "Sir, Miss, here is your meal."

A waiter appeared, carrying a tray.

However, the corner of Fang Yi’s mouth revealed a sudden sneer, "No need, why don’t you keep it for yourself and take it to Heaven to enjoy?"

As these words fell, the complexion of the male waiter changed drastically.

The next moment, the waiter violently reached into his coat.

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