Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 419 - 250: Wholehearted Cultivation, Multiple Master

Li Ang patted her bottom and comforted her,

"There will always be a chance to et again in the future, and maybe you can co over to my house if you have ti. My house is pretty big..."

Linda sighed, expressing her regret,

"That’s such a sha. Actually, two other sisters from different departnts wanted to have a go tonight. They just weren’t as fortunate."

"Here, take a look at their photos."

Li Ang: "Well...the plane ticket isn’t necessarily non-changeable."

Six people was the hotel room’s limit, but it was not his limit.

...

The next day at the airport, most of the travelers were drawn to the group with six won and one man,

The seven of them were dressed differently, but each had good looks and a great figure, making it hard not to think they were so idol group or celebrities and internet influencers.

What was even more surprising was that all six won were there to see off the Asian young man.

"Maybe he has a lot of good friends?"

A nearby Xiao Hei muttered to himself reassuringly.

"I bet they’re just his coworkers."

The heavyset white man sitting next to him, weighing over 200 pounds and wearing black-rimd glasses, stated with certainty.

Before entering the gate, Louis stopped Li Ang first, "Can we have a kiss goodbye?"

Clearly, Li Ang had found the quickest route into a woman’s heart.

"You little rascal, you can’t hog all the benefits."

Linda also ca forward.

"I want one too."

" as well."

Watching Li Ang kiss each of the six beautiful won goodbye, the black and the white, the fat and the thin, finally broke down, unable to figure out where they had gone wrong.

After returning ho, Li Ang surveyed the construction site in the yard. With a large amount of cash incentive, the workers were working at full capacity, extrely efficiently.

The project manager also assured Li Ang that they expected to finish within a week.

For Li Ang now, ti was the most precious thing; as for money, well, what was spent could be earned back, but wasted ti was irretrievable.

Neighbor Charles, seeing Li Ang had returned, also ca over curiously and asked what he was having built.

"A very large swimming pool. Once it’s completed, you can co over and swim together,"

Li Ang answered with a smile.

Charles looked at the giant hole over eight ters in diater and puzzled,

"For a ho swimming pool, this size is enough, but is it really necessary to dig so deep? And with so many workers on site, the wages for one day must be a lot, right?"

With at least ten workers on site, just the daily wages exceeded five thousand US dollars, not to ntion expenses for equipnt and utilities like water and electricity.

Indeed, as he said, many family pools built from scratch might cost about the sa as what was spent here in a day, if not less.

Li Ang shook his head in response,

"If you’re going to build sothing, of course, you have to do it right the first ti. This pool is multifunctional, catering to swimming, diving, fitness and more. You’ll know once you try it out."

"I’ll co to experience it, but not in this season. It’s too cold, and I don’t want to touch a drop of water."

Charles looked at the construction site in Li Ang’s yard with so emotion.

However, if he knew that this was less a swimming pool and more a gigantic well, with a depth of over a hundred ters, he probably would never have had the courage to co and experience it.

...

Over the next two days, Li Ang planned his trip to White Island to get another [Psychic Crystal], while purchasing equipnt according to their needs.

The Protective Suit that had been sent for maintenance had been returned, and Li Ang called to inquire how much longer it would take for the two new Protective Suits he had ordered to arrive.

Originally, he had planned to call Elisa directly, but recalling that she had told him a couple of days ago she had been promoted to a sales position thanks to her outstanding performance, and had been given a semi-official title, he decided to call custor service instead.

What he didn’t expect was that it was still Elisa who answered the custor service call.

"Didn’t you say you were moved to a sales position and beca a team leader a few days ago? How co you are still the one answering the custor service calls? Are you in charge of both sales and post-sales?"

Elisa on the other end of the phone replied naturally:

"Indeed, I’ve been moved to sales, and the post-sales work has been handed over to other colleagues. However, I’ve told them that any post-sales matters concerning you will still be handled by , as I’m a bit more familiar with your situation..."

Hearing Elisa’s words, Li Ang felt sowhat touched; so people are always competent, sotis they just need an opportunity to rise high.

But what Li Ang didn’t know was that the special treatnt he was receiving wasn’t just because Elisa had made the request, but also due to another incident that had occurred at her company.

Ti shifted back to more than a week ago.

"Peter, your team might have to put in so extra effort. We’ve got an urgent Protective Suit that needs repairing within five days, and of course, each of you will get a bonus of four hundred dollars for the overti."

"Roger that, boss. Our team has never failed to complete a task on ti."

Peter took the cart transporting the Protective Suit, intending to pick up the carrying case that stored the suit, only to nearly stumble as he slightly lifted it, his body swaying from the unexpected weight.

"Fuck, what kind of Protective Suit is this? It’s almost as heavy as the silicone doll I bought for my brother."

After his complaint, Peter opened the carrying case, and realized he had indeed seen this particular Protective Suit before.

In fact, he had moaned about it even before it was manufactured.

As a professional Protective Suit maintenance technician, who had also done rotations on the production line, he had several friends over there.

When their production team received this peculiar order, their complaints about it nearly made half the company aware of the situation.

The requirents set by the custor, whether for protection or functionality, weren’t too unreasonable. The problem was that his demand for protective capability was so overstated that it rendered the Protective Suit practically unusable.

Even if one were to rely stand still while wearing the suit, just standing for a prolonged period would beco unbearable for the legs.

Nevertheless, following the principle that the custor is always right, they made it anyway, as the custor’s specifications were clear. They just hoped he wouldn’t complain about usability issues after receiving it.

What Peter did not expect was that this custor actually made no complaints at all later on. The only post-sale issue was that the Protective Suit had been worn and sustained damage, necessitating repairs.

His entire team was baffled, unable to understand how soone could wear such a heavy Protective Suit and still manage extensive wear and tear.

It was only after they placed the suit on the platform and examined it carefully that their initial questions weren’t just unanswered but multiplied into even more queries.

"Team leader, if I’m not mistaken, does this look like a cut from a bomb fragnt? There are still traces of gunpowder on it."

"And it’s not the only spot; here and here too."

"There are also quite a few bullet marks on it. Could this custor have actually worn it onto the battlefield?"

After the team’s most experienced mber, Peter, had checked the entire Protective Suit, he finally concluded.

Indeed, the Protective Suit had been used on a small-scale battlefield, not just on a dummy model for testing.

"Team leader, should we report this to our superiors?"

"Of course, we might even get an intelligence bonus this ti."