The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard

Long Fei came to this world not to do charity.

He came here to find opportunities and to develop alliances to assist the Nine Domains.

Whether there’s a Demon Calamity in this world is still unknown.

But Long Fei speculates that when the Immortal Realm closed the Immortal Path, it must have been due to something in the Human Realm threatening the Immortal Realm, prompting the closure of the portal between the two realms.

To gain support from this world, it’s crucial to establish good relations with the Royal Family.

The move made in Shu State below must have reached the ears of the Imperial Court.

When he goes to Chang’an City, this connection can be utilized.

After the banquet, Daoist Fiery Cloud drank a bit too much and arranged for his disciples to find accommodations for Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya.

He either deliberately or coincidentally let Bai Suzhen take care of them.

Bai Suzhen chatted happily with Wang Xiaoya and, without hesitation, found a secluded courtyard on Qingcheng Mountains to host them.

She personally tidied the room and laid thick bedding for them.

Long Fei stood behind, quietly appreciating Bai Suzhen, secretly admiring her, "Pure and beautiful, truly a beauty."

At this moment, the booming voice of the Shu King came wailing to the door, breaking the atmosphere.

As soon as he entered, he sorrowfully cried, "Brother Long, save me, Brother Long, save me!"

The women inside were startled and turned back to give him a reproachful glance.

Long Fei smiled and invited the Shu King to sit in the pavilion in the courtyard, asking Bai Suzhen to bring over a pot of tea.

He asked the Shu King, "Has the Shu King been entangled by a demon?"

The Shu King wailed, "Brother Long, at this point, let’s not joke, okay? Earlier at the banquet, you mentioned a way to help, what’s the method?"

Once Bai Suzhen brought over the pot of tea, Long Fei took it, personally poured a cup for the Shu King, and told him, "First, have some tea; the tea leaves from Qingcheng Mountains should not be ordinary."

Bai Suzhen laughed softly beside him, "I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed; I just picked the leaves casually off a tree, they might not suit your taste?"

"Tree leaves?"

The Shu King frowned, trying a sip.

A refreshing aroma filled his mouth, making him feel comfortable, exclaiming repeatedly, "These leaves are good! With a faint scent of bamboo leaves, how is it more savory than the Shaping Tea I’ve had before?"

Long Fei also took a sip, evaluating, "The bamboo leaf fragrance, smooth as water, gentle and extraordinary, could it be from the bamboo leaves where Miss Bai practices?"

Bai Suzhen blushed, turned away, "You drink, I’m going to chat with Sister Little Ya!"

She left shyly, not expecting Long Fei to guess the origin of the tea leaves.

Indeed, the tea was picked from the Green Bamboo Forest where she practiced, imbued with the Soaring Snake’s blood qi, hence its watery taste.

Soaring Snake belongs to water, it is the essence of the Aquatic Clan.

Such tea leaves, she wouldn’t casually give to outsiders.

Today, seeing Long Fei helping Qingcheng greatly, she brought it out.

The Shu King stared blankly, sipping his tea, reciting coquettishly, "A beauty brews clear tea, welcoming guests with raised brows. But upon meeting shyly, whose heart does she ponder?"

Long Fei coughed twice to remind him, "Don’t court disaster for no reason!"

The Shu King snapped back to reality, quickly composed himself, and earnestly addressed Long Fei, "Brother, just tell me the method so I can be at ease!"

Long Fei laughed, "Your problem right now is just about being unable to afford the billion spirit stones, right?"

The Shu King nodded repeatedly, "A billion spirit stones, selling me wouldn’t be enough!"

Long Fei asked him, "Then how did you dare to gamble with me?"

The Shu King blushed, "I have faith in Mount Shu Sect, who would’ve expected to encounter someone extraordinary like Brother!"

He called out one ’Brother’ after another, feeling very familiar with Long Fei.

Long Fei put down the teacup and told him, "Alright, considering your sincerity, I’ll give you a piece of advice. Money kept away is dead; only when spent can it come alive. Money can only attract money, allowing you to always maintain wealth. Does the Shu King have any business ventures?"

The Shu King counted on his fingers, "Yes! We at Shu Royal Mansion have businesses, but none are big.

You see, there’s excellent farmland in the northern suburbs spanning thirty thousand acres, yielding thirty million pounds of spirit rice annually. This is spirit rice, not ordinary rice. The current market price is ten spirit stones per pound.

Regrettably, it can only produce one crop each year, generating an annual revenue of three billion spirit stones. After various expenses, there’s roughly two and a half billion spirit stones left.

In Shu State City, we have shops along three streets, totaling over a thousand.

Some are rented out, others are our own elite rice stores, tea shops, pawnshops, and restaurants.

Annual net profit is about one and a half billion spirit stones, not higher than farming!

Long Fei nodded, recognizing that in this era, commerce is not developed and agriculture remains dominant.

Commercial knowledge revolves around basic shops, without large-scale commodity trading, real estate, or industrial mines.

These shops, relying solely on rent and scattered individual business, don’t make much money.

Moreover, even if profitable, Shu Royal Mansion likely wouldn’t manage them.

He asked the Shu King, "Who is exploiting the spiritual ore mines in Shu State?"

The Shu King widened his eyes, "Brother, don’t get any ideas; ownership of the spiritual mines belongs to the Great Tang Empire, no one including the royal family is allowed to exploit them privately. However, major sects are exceptions, like Mount Shu and Qingcheng, they have their own mines, though none are large-scale. The largest spiritual ore mine is in the northern Qinling, directly exploited and controlled by the Imperial Court."

Long Fei said, "Without spiritual ore mines, the Shu King can only find ways in business."

"Business?"

The Shu King raised his eyebrows, courteously addressing Long Fei, "Just call me Li Yuu, Brother; using Shu King feels awkward. It’s just a mundane title unworthy of your esteemed identity."

"Li Yuu?"

Long Fei chuckled, "Your name is unique; is it because you like fish?"

Li Yuu shook his head, correcting, "Not that fish, it’s a fisherman’s yu. That fish is dead, this fishing is alive."

Long Fei said, "Indeed, we need money to be lively now to solve the current predicament. Teach one to fish is better than giving fish. Doing charity requires ensuring disaster victims’ survival and providing them a way out, otherwise, no matter how much money, it won’t be enough to feed them."

Li Yuu slapped the table, exclaiming, "Brother, your insights are brilliant, exactly what I was thinking!"

He thought Long Fei meant for disaster victims to deplete his wealth but was pleased to find Long Fei having such a compatible viewpoint.

Long Fei told him, "Disaster victims, while seemingly a crisis to you, also offer an opportunity. Consider, when are there so many cheap laborers available for you to utilize?

Normally, how much does it cost to hire someone? Now, as long as you provide them meals, they’ll willingly work hard for you.

So, if you treat your billion as an investment, injecting it into business, it will surely return manifold."

"Investment? Using investment for charity?"

Li Yuu’s mind raced, praising repeatedly, "Brother’s words truly opened my eyes."

He just delighted for a moment, then came to his senses, suddenly shouting, "Brother, after all this discussion, it’s still my billion, right? I’m poor, really can’t afford such an amount!"

Li Yuu quickly realized he was almost sold off by Long Fei.