"Lu Mingyuan!!!"
"Oh, shit." The man muttered, quickly started the car, then stepped on the gas, speeding away.
·
A dozen minutes later, the car drove through several streets, turned into an underground parking lot of a mall, and then parked in an empty spot.
The man turned his head to look at Chen Yan, just about to say sothing when his pocket vibrated with the buzzing of his phone.
"No problem, you go ahead and take care of your business." Chen Yan smiled slightly, took out his phone, and started scrolling through short videos.
The man sighed in relief, chuckling awkwardly: "Work, just work, Lord Immortal Official, please hang on for a mont, I’ll deal with it quickly!"
As he spoke, he picked up his phone, and the screen indeed showed a voice call request on WeChat. After quickly answering, he coughed and said sternly: "Chairman Bi, the task has been completed, I’ll send you the recording of the details in a mont."
Having said that, he hung up and then fiddled a bit on the WeChat interface, sending over a recording file.
A few minutes later, his phone dinged, and a notification of paynt appeared on the screen.
Eight million.
The man smiled, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Chen Yan suddenly put down his phone, glanced at the man, caught sight of the paynt ssage on his phone, and said with a grin, "Brother, your business is really a money-spinner."
The man chuckled dryly twice: "Just a small business, just a small business. Not worthy of Lord Immortal Official’s attention."
Chen Yan sighed, putting his phone away: "So, let’s talk."
"Uh, what does Lord Immortal Official want to discuss?"
"Let’s start with your business." Chen Yan pointed at the man’s phone: "And the thing at the Western restaurant earlier, it’s all part of the sa gig, isn’t it?"
The man’s eyes darted around, but when they landed on Chen Yan’s face, he saw that Chen Yan’s expression was calm but his eyes were cold. He couldn’t help feeling a chill in his heart, and dared not have any other thoughts, honestly whispering, "To be honest, the money... was wired to by that lady’s husband just now. Her husband is my client."
Chen Yan raised an eyebrow.
Whoa! So he’s actually a professional?
"That lady’s no good, married a wealthy boss but got restless and fooled around behind his back."
"So what exactly do you do?" Chen Yan chuckled, "Professional gigolo?"
"Wrong!" The man said with a serious face: "I’m a ’professional divorce artist’!"
Chen Yan gave him a solemn nod: "There’s even such a profession?"
"Of course." The man sighed: "Her husband hired specifically to seduce her, make her fall for , and then willingly file for divorce to fly away with ..."
Chen Yan was silent for a mont, then exhaled: "Your job is quite despicable, isn’t it?"
"That woman herself is no good, when I seduced her, she already had two other lovers. I had to put in a lot of effort to compete with them, to finally outdo the other two rivals, making her focus solely on . It was quite the ordeal." The man explained, rubbing his cheeks and sighing: "It’s a long story."
"Why did he need you? She already had soone outside, couldn’t her husband just get the evidence and divorce her?"
"Why else? It’s all about the money." The man laughed sheepishly: "Those big bosses, divorcing is like peeling a layer of skin off, resulting in significant financial loss. Even if there’s a prenuptial agreent, after being married for so many years, there is still a lot of shared property.
Moreover, in our country’s laws, at the ti of divorce, being at fault isn’t a reason for a smaller share of the property, so having evidence of infidelity alone is useless."
Speaking of this, the man looked a bit smug: "That’s where I co in handy. I enchant that woman till she’s head over heels, making her believe she’s t the love of her life! I’m telling you, once a woman is infatuated like that, she’s capable of anything!
She got so obsessed, she went to her husband herself to file for a divorce, single-mindedly hoping for a quick divorce, she really agreed to any condition, all she thought about was how after the divorce, she’d be free and happy with ..."
Chen Yan nodded, understanding.
But...
He looked at the man, a bit puzzled.
Fat like a reincarnated pig spirit, mouth as big as a basin, squinty eyes, stubby stature—is this the look he’s selling?!
Does that woman’s taste run that heavy??
"Lord Immortal Official, you might not know, I do this by capitalizing on companionship and emotional value. Nowadays, those won brainwashed by online marketing accounts totally go for this." The man smiled rather embarrassedly: "Of course, regarding appearances, I have ways to deal with it too."
Seemingly hesitating for a mont, the man then revealed his secret: "I have an Innate Divine Technique, sothing I was born with, nobody taught it to . I call this technique ’Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder’."
Chen Yan beca intrigued: "What do you an?"
"It’s similar to a bewitching spell, basically... once she likes , how she sees is different from how others see .
For instance, as Lord Immortal Official, you see as I really am now.
While she, being enchanted by my Innate Divine Technique, sees as a dashing young stud, looking like a Korean heartthrob."
Chen Yan grew increasingly curious, such a technique exists?!
Noticing the skepticism in Chen Yan’s eyes, the man laughed: "I speak the truth, nothing hidden from Lord Immortal Official.
I rely on this very technique to make a big na in the industry. My thods are good, my reputation is solid, the success rate high, so anyone wanting a divorce seeks out."
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