Chapter 359: Chapter 359 New Year_1
Greg Jensen heard this and imdiately beca interested. If the money sent by the Simmons family was for his dical consultation, he had no reason to refuse.
However, looking at the pile of docunts stacked like a mountain, he still frowned and said, “That’s still too much. Put all this away for now, and we’ll talk about it after I see your father after the New Year.”
“This…”
“If Mr. Jensen asks you to put it away, then put it away for now.”
Bradley Ford glanced at Mick Simmons and said, “Prepare the appropriate thank you gift, not too much, not too little.”
“Alright, I understand.”
Mick Simmons was very tactful and didn’t bring up the matter of sending assets again. He had co with three goals in mind.
First, to ease the tension between himself and Greg Jensen.
Second, to invite Greg Jensen to treat his father’s illness.
The last goal was to get on Greg Jensen’s good side.
The first two goals were basically accomplished; the third was not urgent. Whether or not Greg Jensen could cure his father’s illness, he would simply send the agreed upon assets when the ti ca.
Sending more or less was a matter of goodwill; as long as it could bring them closer, that was enough.
Mick Simmons had calculated everything thoroughly and relaxed his tense nerves. During the conversation, he regained the composure and ease of a typical eldest son of the Simmons family.
After casually chatting with Greg Jensen for a while, he quickly got up to take his leave.
Greg Jensen did not keep them either. He personally walked Bradley Ford to the door and watched them drive away before heading back into the house and nestling in his bedroom to start his Qi Refinent.
A little while later, his assistant peeked in and said, “Boss, can I go with my aunt to buy vegetables?”
“If you want to go, go ahead, there’s nothing much to do in the village.”
“Alrighty!”
Watching Trey Hols bounce away joyfully, Greg Jensen smiled contentedly, “After a few months on the job, this girl has finally beco much more outgoing.”
He shook his head and closed his eyes to continue his Qi Refinent.
When he broke through to the sixth level of Qi Refinent, he took advantage of his realm being higher than his cultivation level to absorb a lot more Spiritual Energy.
Therefore, after breaking through to the sixth level of Qi Refinent, the True Qi in his body was not far from reaching the seventh level of Qi Refinent.
At the sixth level of Qi Refinent, the True Qi increased much more than before every ti he practiced the Guidance Technique. After a few cycles, he could see his True Qi increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
The deterrence brought about by being half a step away from becoming a Grandmaster made him realize the benefits of improving his realm. Now he didn’t want to waste a single mont and wished he could spend every second cultivating.
This ti returning to the village for the New Year, he treated it as if he were in seclusion for cultivation, since there was nothing to do in the village anyway.
In the following two days, he stayed like a sheltered lady, not stepping outside the inner doors, hiding at ho and cultivating every day.
Apart from relatives coming over to visit, he barely had a mont of spare ti.
It was not until New Year’s Eve that he finally gave himself a day off, helping to clean the house and prepare the ingredients needed for the New Year’s Eve dinner.
Compared to the city, the village had a much better New Year atmosphere. On the afternoon of New Year’s Eve, the sound of firecrackers could be heard non-stop for miles around.
Esther Jensen, like a tomboy, dragged Greg Jensen out to set off firecrackers.
The two of them, one big and one small, played wildly outside all afternoon until dinner ti before they returned ho.
Their family of three, plus Trey Hols the assistant, four people gathered around the table, chatting while eating and watching the Spring Festival Gala on television.
The current Spring Festival Gala wasn’t as good as in previous years.
A perfectly good entertainnt show was turned into a literary performance by so “artists.”
People in the city still had other entertainnt options besides the Spring Festival Gala.
But the villagers had it rough; after being busy all year, they finally got a chance to take a break, only to have it filled with long speeches by these “veteran artists.”
Greg Jensen wasn’t too interested in the Spring Festival Gala either. After the New Year’s Eve dinner, he stood alone in the courtyard, staring at the stars above and daydreaming.
It had been almost half a year since he got the “Yin-Yang Harmony Scripture.” He had avenged his wrongs and regained his dignity, but the two lost years of his youth could never be recovered.
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But thankfully, he still had a future.
It was foreseeable that it would be a brilliant future!
Soaring with the sword, he would travel freely between heaven and earth.
At that mont, bell-like laughter suddenly rang out from the house.
It was easy to tell that it must be Trey Hols and Lindsey Wolfe’s voices, and they seed to be talking about sothing, or perhaps they had seen sothing amusing, as they laughed heartily.
Hearing the laughter inside the house, Greg Jensen’s lips curled into a smile as well.
“When traveling in the future, I’ll need to change my na. They have been through enough already; I can’t let them live in fear any longer,” he thought.
“What should I call myself?”
Greg Jensen fell into deep thought.
After pondering for a long ti without coming up with a satisfactory answer, he gave up on it and returned to his room to continue his cultivation.
On the morning of the first day of the new year, Greg Jensen, accompanied by Esther Jensen, took so pastries and beverages as gifts to pay a New Year’s visit to all the elders.
When passing by the house of his uncle Marcus Jensen, Greg hesitated for a mont before stepping inside.
Marcus Jensen was delighted to see Greg Jensen and welcod them into the house with a face as crinkled as a blooming chrysanthemum.
Gillian Lampe, seeing Greg Jensen, also dropped her cold deanor and instead put on a smile, looking sowhat ingratiating: “Have you eaten yet, Greg? Stay for lunch, I’ll make you so stewed at.”
“No need, there are still several hos I haven’t visited,” Greg Jensen replied offhandedly, and then left with Esther Jensen.
After walking a great distance, he stopped, looked back at his uncle’s doorway, and let out a long sigh of relief.
In the bustling city, a poor man goes unnoticed, but in remote mountains, a wealthy man finds distant kin.
The relationships between people are invariably tied to money and power.
Village life during the New Year is fairly simple, comprising mainly of a New Year’s visit on the first day, followed by various forms of entertainnt.
Greg Jensen was not interested in these and after staying in the village for a few days, he left Peach Blossom Village with Trey Hols on the morning of the sixth day.
Having enjoyed Greg Jensen’s company over the past days, Lindsey Wolfe had grown accustod to life with him and naturally felt so reluctance at their parting.
But she also knew that she couldn’t keep him to herself, so she rely reminded him to eat regularly while he was away and to co back to visit whenever he had the ti.
Leaving Peach Blossom Village and returning to Jamae City, Greg Jensen felt as if he had entered another world.
“Greg, have you returned? How about getting together tonight?”
“Sure, let’s et at Dreamscape Garden.”
Greg Jensen had just entered the boundaries of Jamae City when he received a call from Spencer Burley. After changing into a new set of clothes at his villa, he headed to Dreamscape Garden.
Once there, he discovered that besides Adrian Wright, Spencer Burley, Louisa Burley, Tracy Miles, and Vivian Shimpson, Mick Simmons had co as well.
“Mr. Jensen…”
On seeing Greg Jensen, Mick Simmons quickly stood up, his body slightly moved as if intending to bow, then abruptly rembering the others present, he violently checked himself.
“Hmm, take a seat,” Greg Jensen nodded and sat down at the table before asking, “How’s your father doing?”
“The sa as always.”
“Hmm, I’ll go see him this afternoon,” Greg Jensen replied casually.
On hearing this, Mick Simmons beca excited and said, “I… I’ll call ho right away to make arrangents.”
“What’s the rush, let’s eat first!” Greg Jensen said indifferently.
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