While Zhou Hu was in a daze, Qin Huai had skillfully opened the ga panel to check the newly acquired task, not caring at all about Zhou Hu's increasingly frightened gaze.
These things beco familiar with practice; Qin Huai believed that modern people have a high level of psychological acceptance. Didn't all the employees of Yunzhong Restaurant, Huang Ji, and Zhiwei Restaurant accept this?
Master Qin had ntal issues and delusions; it's no big deal.
Qin Huai believed that with Zhou Hu's business abilities, as soon as he inquired a little, he would know the rumors that, although Master Qin was skilled, he had ntal problems. Earlier, Qin Huai couldn't be sure if Zhou Hu was a spirit, so he had to pretend a bit in front of him. Now that the task was clear, there was no need to pretend.
We are all family!
Qin Huai was carefully reading Zhou Hu's side task.
How should I put it? It's a bit specific but also quite abstract.
[Zhou Hu's Desire]: As a renowned fortune-teller who despises feudal superstitions, Zhou Hu both loathes his side job and has no choice but to bow to money. Over the years, although Zhou Hu hasn't made big money in this industry, he has earned enough to make a living and pay the mortgage. In his heart, he feels guilty for deceiving many neighbors and loyal custors he has known for years. Zhou Hu has always wanted to give back to his old custors. However, his main job is really unstable, so he's never had any spare money until he received a big order from Luo Jun and tried Yunzhong Restaurant's snacks for the first ti, feeling he found a way to repay his old custors. Please help Zhou Hu fulfill his wish by aiding him in giving back to his old custors.
Task Rewards: [A Fragnt of Zhou Hu's Dream], [Zhou Hu's Affirmation]
Qin Huai read Zhou Hu's side task no less than five tis because he felt the task details seed unfinished. The earlier parts were very clear, even to the point of being a bit excessively detailed, indicating what kind of snacks Zhou Hu might need. However, it abruptly ended like a novel with a bad ending.
What does it an? What do these task details an?
It felt like it said everything except the main point. What is Zhou Hu's true desire? Could the ga system be expecting , Qin Huai, to go directly to Zhou Hu and say, "I seem to have sensed your desire. Ever since you first stepped into Yunzhong Restaurant, you've had a wish in your heart. Boldly say it out loud; tell what you want, and Master Qin will surely make your dream co true!"
Isn't that ridiculous?
Though it's not entirely impossible.
Qin Huai frowned, read the task details again, and took a big bite of the Mianmian ice.
Zhou Hu: ...
He was certain that Master Qin might indeed have so ntal issues and might be having an episode right now.
Zhou Hu was instantly worried; he studied funeral services and worked part-ti as a fortune teller and had t many different custors, but it was his first ti seeing soone with ntal issues that weren't apparent at first. How should he handle this situation?
If it were a normal situation, Zhou Hu, knowing the person had such ntal illness, would definitely choose to stay safe and keep his distance, but Qin Huai was different.
Qin Huai was the one who finalized the paynts.
Although Zhou Hu wasn't sure if Luo Jun would die this year, he'll need to continue with fortune-telling next year, pay off his mortgage through scams, and whether he can wash his hands clean in two years depends on Luo Jun's single order.
If Qin Huai doesn't pay the final installnt, that would be a huge blow to Zhou Hu; Luo Jun is the current sponsor, and Qin Huai is the future sponsor.
Zhou Hu always thought the current sponsor was just a bit irritable, with a quirky and difficult personality. The future sponsor appeared kind, easy to talk to, and easy to appease, or Zhou Hu wouldn't have considered helping Xu Tuqiang fulfill his wish with an empty-handed white wolf trade.
Unexpectedly, the future one is the hardest.
How do you appease a future sponsor with ntal issues?
Zhou Hu was a bit dumbfounded.
Qin Huai looked up, having been overly imrsed in analyzing the task just now, almost forgetting what he and Zhou Hu talked about a few minutes ago.
Oh well, it's not important.
Qin Huai thought for a few seconds without hesitation, because hesitating sotis makes it hard to speak.
"Planner Zhou, do you like our restaurant's snacks?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, I quite like them."
For reasons unknown, Zhou Hu had always been cautious with Qin Huai, considering every word in his mind before speaking, the standard custor-facing state when conversing with Qin Huai.
Faced with so of Qin Huai's inappropriate remarks, Zhou Hu would also pause to think if Qin Huai's words have a deeper aning or if he's simply ntally unwell.
Now Zhou Hu was fully convinced in his mind that Qin Huai has ntal issues and is currently in an episode, so his caution instantly disappeared, and he spoke without much thought, with words nearly spilling out.
Their conversation, in a certain sense, was a result of smoothed brain wrinkles, with a beauty akin to a missing brainstem.
"Master Qin, the snacks you make are indeed delicious. I've always heard Mr. Xu Tuqiang ntion them, but since your location is really far from my workplace, I haven't visited to buy so snacks and try."
"Really? But Planner Zhou, didn't you say you bought a school district house and have a 30-year mortgage? The school district house shouldn't be near the funeral ho but in the City area, right? Where do you live usually?"
"The school district house is rented out. My ho is right next to the funeral ho; otherwise, my dad wouldn't have wanted to work there and study funeral services in college."
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