Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1279 - 51: A Typical Job at Pacific Bank

Wang Yunxiao smiled and said, "Actually, I know a bit about massage techniques. When Miss Shen has some spare time, I can give you a foot massage."

Shen Qingxi’s face immediately flushed.

"That... doesn’t seem appropriate, does it?"

"You can start by giving me your hand. The bottom of the foot and the palm are actually the same."

Shen Qingxi tensed her body and cautiously extended her right hand.

Wang Yunxiao took the soft, pale hand, carefully looked at the lines on it, and nodded, "As expected, Miss Shen is naturally noble, with very good fortune. Unfortunately, your fate is a bit too tough, so you might face some obstacles in marriage."

"You can read palms too?"

"I know a little." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Then quickly help me see, when can I find true love?"

"As the saying goes, it takes ten years to share a boat, and a hundred years to share a pillow."

"You mean that my marriage was predetermined in a past life?"

"No, I mean you probably need to cultivate for another hundred years."

"Do you believe I won’t beat you to death?"

"I don’t believe."

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, I only dare speak so recklessly because I can handle you.

At the same time, he also noticed that when Shen Qingxi handed him her hand, some of her men in the distance had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Of course, there were also those who hid their feelings better, such as the driver and part-time secretary, the mechanical maid Mogred.

The name is really unlucky. Every time Wang Yunxiao saw her, he had the feeling she might pull out a great sword and stab Shen Qingxi at any moment.

Feeling Wang Yunxiao’s gaze, Mogred slightly tilted her head.

"Most of your little brothers probably have thoughts about you, you know."

"What else? I’m just a helpless woman. If they’re not after my wealth or beauty, what else would they be after?"

Shen Qingxi was very aware of this.

Her real direct line wasn’t here but at West Spring Mountain.

Among the three teachings, only the Mechanical God Sect followers truly worshiped her sincerely.

"In terms of loyalty, there are indeed a few lads who perform quite well, at least on the surface I can’t find any faults, but..."

Before Shen Qingxi could finish, three bloody heads rolled down outside the window.

Wang Yunxiao looked at the steak he had just cut open, still oozing with blood—er, no, people call it myoglobin, and silently put it into his mouth.

The steak was quite good if you took it seriously.

It’s just that many Western restaurants don’t make it that well.

You spend a lot of money, they don’t put their heart into it, and then scold you for not knowing how to enjoy it.

Over time, it becomes a way to trick people out of their money.

But in the restaurant Shen Qingxi chose, such a low-level problem didn’t occur, so the taste was indeed good.

The only downside was that the portion was small, and that piece of steak wasn’t enough for two bites.

Foreigners like to add show to it, preparing pre-meal bread and post-meal desserts for you.

And then they try to convince you that this isn’t just eating steak, it’s about ceremony.

"They look a bit familiar."

"Those are the three old fellows who were just in my office asking me for help."

Wang Yunxiao and Shen Qingxi weren’t too flustered. Heads like these long ceased to surprise them. They’ve seen heads come off and then reattached to living bodies more than once.

It was Shen Qingxi’s subordinates who were startled, rushing over to protect Shen Qingxi while others ran out to find the culprit.

"Who are they?"

"The shopkeepers of three cotton yarn businesses being squeezed out by the new foreign firm of the Four Seas Commerce Guild, so they came to me for justice."

Shen Qingxi picked up her wine glass, sipped a bit of red wine, and sighed, "These old dogs don’t respect me. They came to me for help but didn’t see me as their friend. They only thought of using money to solve their problems... They didn’t even know who I am. A bit of Jianghu World etiquette none, how did they live to such an age?"

"Even the Poison Dragon Hall doesn’t know?"

"Judging by the situation, they didn’t know either."

Shen Qingxi was somewhat helpless.

These days, without mobile phones and the internet, channels for information exchange are so limited, even if you make a name for yourself, not everyone will know about it.

Batman has worked hard in Gotham for so many years, and there are still many who consider him an urban legend.

In the mystical world, tales circulate of the Red Shroud, Amber Coffin, and Cangqing Nether Jade—the three great witches, but to ordinary people not in that circle, it means nothing.

The Shen Qingxi they know is either the resurrected daughter of the Shen Family or the Shen the Witch who played tricks earlier in the year.

The mysterious tales of the three Goddesses of Xuanyuan Tomb... Who would believe that sort of supernatural legend?

Uninfluenced ordinary people back then treated it as a joke.

Wang Yunxiao also felt the same. His reputation in the Special Service Bureau and the military was unquestionable, but on Tianmen Street, people mostly knew him as Scar Wang who acted as Nantong District Police Station’s henchman.

Poison Dragon Hall Master Long Xiaotian, a man whose name sounds very fierce, clearly did not understand Shen Qingxi’s real strength, which is why he resorted to such low-level intimidation tactics.

Even if Shen Qingxi had a hundred ways to deal with him, killing him wouldn’t solve any real problems.

The Four Seas Commerce Guild could introduce a Long Xiaotian today, and tomorrow bring out a Long Aotian.

So, she needed to find an expert skilled in handling such problems.

Professional, efficient, and most importantly, not too worried about pressure from above.

"Did Officer Xia tell you to what extent things could go?"

When those three heads fell, Wang Yunxiao already knew the answer in his heart.

Today he only saw these three heads.

This was clearly a test of the bottom line from the other side.

What other tests have they made before this? If killing three people this time doesn’t invite retaliation, how many will they kill next time?

This does not bode well.

Watching the harmonious situation he painstakingly cleaned up last year being trampled underfoot, Wang Yunxiao was very displeased.

"As long as it doesn’t affect the overall direction, anything else is fine."

Shen Qingxi sighed, "I can deal with those loafers of Poison Dragon Hall myself, but the real backing of the Four Seas Commerce Guild is their reliance on Pacific Bank, with nearly unlimited cash ammunition. Killing a few loafers is of no consequence to them."

Wang Yunxiao nodded, "Pacific Bank, right?"

Shen Qingxi suddenly shivered and looked at Wang Yunxiao with wide eyes, "What are you going to do?"

"Nothing, just sighing."

"Are you going to rob a bank?"

Wang Yunxiao rolled his eyes at her, "What nonsense are you talking about? As a dignified navy officer, how could I do anything illegal? Besides... robbing a bank, what’s there to gain? I’ve never heard of a bank closing because of a robbery."

The real money in banks isn’t in vaults but on their balance sheets.

This is common knowledge even for someone like Wang Yunxiao, who doesn’t know much about finance.

If robbing a bank solved the problem, Shen the Sect Hierarch would have done it already.

Otherwise, why would she think of it first?

Shen Qingxi frowned, "You’re right; robbing a bank doesn’t solve anything. Their biggest problem is over-issuance of loans, but that’s a tacitly permitted move, and touching that would cross the line..."

Clearly, she was not just thinking of robbing a bank but delving deeper.

Almost saying "run on the bank."

"I need someone who knows the industry."

Wang Yunxiao whispered, "Someone who understands banking operations, knows industry secrets, must be reliable, and discreet."

"I have one right here."

Shen Qingxi turned to look at the mechanical maid standing in the distance, "Mogred, whom you know. She now handles accounting as my secretary and knows this stuff best."

Wang Yunxiao hesitated for a moment but reluctantly nodded.

The mechanical maid’s professionalism is undoubtedly reliable, but couldn’t you ask her to change her name?