Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower-Chapter 984: Persuading People to Make Money
Chapter 984: Chapter 984: Persuading People to Make Money
"Your man is desperate for money to seek treatment, and you have the ability to earn it. With your talent, not only could you cure him, but you could also support his education and help him become a high-ranking official in the future."
Bai Junjun couldn’t help but curl her lips upon hearing this. Mei Hua’s lengthy speech was clearly aimed at persuading someone to enter a sordid trade.
Bai Junjun didn’t want to listen further and intended to turn past this door and head directly to the next household. As she was about to take a step, she heard a hoarse voice coming from inside.
"My husband and I would rather die than betray each other, much less become prostitutes. Stop coming back here, or I’ll report you to the authorities and have the government officers drag away people like you who coerce others into depravity."
Mei Hua listened without anger, instead breaking into laughter: "Do you think we come and go from this area without permission? If not for the tacit approval of the Official Master, how could we move so freely? Go ahead and report us, then see if the Official Master ends up troubling you or me."
Mei Hua laughed arrogantly.
On the other side, the young woman was furious: "The chaos outside is already unbearable, and life for common folks is hard enough. Yet, you people keep scheming against each other. No wonder they say that when a country is on the brink of collapse, demons crawl out from everywhere. You’re exactly one of those demons!"
"Oh, wow, listen to you! Making such a big deal out of this! Look, in the flesh trade, business is voluntary. If you don’t want to do it, just wave it off, and it’s over. It’s you who insists on elevating this to reporting to the authorities. So what now? You can invoke the Official Master’s name but won’t allow me to say I have connections with him? The moment I say I do, you call me a demon? How domineering!" frёewebηovel.cѳm
While Mei Hua was in the middle of sparring with the young woman, the half-open wooden gate swung wider, and another garishly dressed woman walked in.
The young woman’s face turned grim, but she still forced herself to stand tall: "What now? Can’t persuade me alone, so you brought reinforcements? Let me tell you, even if ten more of you come, I won’t change my mind."
Only then did Mei Hua instinctively turn around, spotting her sister Fei Hua, which made her laugh.
"Already done over there so quickly?"
"Mm." Fei Hua gave a vague nod.
Mei Hua squinted at the young woman before her: "Do you think I’ve come to demean you? I’m here to raise you up, silly girl. Since you refuse, I won’t come again. But take a look at how others are making money, and then see how you’re struggling to keep feeding that sickly man of yours. Be careful—he probably doesn’t have many days left. Don’t come crying to me then."
"What did you say!" The young woman’s husband was cursed to an early death—this statement was unbearable for her. She clenched her fists, ready to fight.
Bai Junjun silently stepped in front of Mei Hua: "Leave this to me. I’ll do the persuading."
"?" Mei Hua was slightly taken aback. Fei Hua had surprisingly changed her tune today. Normally, she absolutely loathed doing the persuasion herself; every time Mei Hua spoke earnestly to convince someone, this sister would be off to the side yawning.
Bai Junjun responded calmly: "I have experience dealing with people like this."
"Alright, it’s all yours then," Mei Hua nodded. Truth be told, this young woman was the toughest nut she had ever encountered. If Fei Hua could conquer her, she would gladly give her sister a pedestal to sit on.
But Mei Hua couldn’t say that out loud for now. Instead, she agreed readily and stepped outside to wait by the door.
In the courtyard, the young woman continued to glare hatefully at Bai Junjun.
"Even if the Father of the God himself were here, it wouldn’t matter. Get out of here!"
"No need to be so hostile—we’re not here to force you to die. Earning money is such a good thing; why reject it so vehemently?"
Mei Hua, standing outside, nodded repeatedly as she listened, muttering silently to herself: Exactly. It’s not like anyone’s asking you to die—why get so worked up? Once the money is in your hands, you’ll understand how wonderful it is!
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