Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Chu Yao choked, she was silent for a moment, and asked: "Director Ling, it seems that I never said that I wanted to join the Secret Service, right?"

"Why?" Director Ling frowned, as if he couldn't understand what she said, "How many Feng Shui masters want to join our Special Intelligence Bureau and have to go through many tests. Now I have specially approved you to join the Bureau directly. Why do you refuse?"

Chu Yao chuckled and asked, "Then why should I join the Secret Service? What benefits can you give me?"

Ling Feng said sternly: "Miss Chu, maybe you don't understand. The basic salary of a special investigator is 150,000 yuan per month, sixteen salary. There will be additional commissions for completing tasks, a bonus at the end of the year, and a thousand yuan for each holiday." Welfare bonus, lifetime employment, never fired.”

He paused and then said: "In addition, the Secret Service provides single apartments and house purchase discounts, free canteens, transportation subsidies, and reimbursement of expenses incurred during missions. Special investigators do not need to report every day. They can do it according to their own needs." Arrange the work content according to the time. There are only some major tasks that need you to complete within the specified time. But don’t worry, the Secret Service will provide you with assistants and magic weapons."

But Chu Yao just said calmly: "I'm sorry, I'm not short of money, and I'm not short of a house either."

"Ms. Chu, as far as I know, your father Chu Boting once gave you 40 million yuan. But you have to know that you will get nothing. The house you bought in Jiagang City cost more than 20 million yuan. Do you think the remaining Do you have enough money to spend a lifetime?" Ling Feng said sternly.

He believed that although the girl in front of him was strong, her mind was not mature enough. Joining the Secret Service would guarantee her future life, but she rejected him willfully.

Chu Yao glanced at Ling Feng with a half-smile but not a smile. She hated it when others investigated her, let alone the director of the Secret Service, who had a bad impression in the first place.

She stretched out her hand toward the door and said, "How I live my life in the future is my own business, so I don't have to worry about Director Ling. It's getting late today, please come back, Director Ling."

Ling Feng hesitated to speak, but Chu Yao had already issued an eviction order, so he couldn't force him to stay in her home.

He made a phone call and asked the two investigators who were guarding the downstairs of Jiagang City to come up and escort Bi Yuewu, and then left with them.

Chu Yao sat on the sofa and rubbed his brows tiredly. There were too many things that happened today, but none of them made her worry.

"Is it over?" Ji Jinchen asked warmly. When Chu Yao nodded, he went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and handed it to Chu Yao.

When Chu Yao was talking to Ling Feng just now, he consciously avoided it and stood alone by the window looking at the night scene outside.

"Thank you." Chu Yao took the water glass, moistened his throat and said, "I'm sorry for asking you to come over so late."

"It doesn't matter. I said, you..." Ji Jinchen said halfway when he suddenly remembered that Chu Yao didn't like hearing this.

His twinkling peach blossom eyes blinked innocently, and he changed his words and said, "I helped you solve a problem, can you also help me solve a problem?"

"What's the problem?" Chu Yao was a little surprised. Could it be that Ji Jinchen encountered an evil cultivator who wanted to harm him again?

"Can you call me by my full name from now on, and don't call me Mr. Ji?" He tilted his head slightly and asked seriously.

The soft light softened Ji Jinchen's cold face, and Chu Yao could even see his own reflection in his eyes.

Chu Yao shifted his gaze uncomfortably and agreed: "Okay, Ji...Ji Jinchen."

The corners of Ji Jinchen's mouth raised slightly, and he asked again: "Have you had dinner tonight?"

"Eating?" Chu Yao was stunned for a moment. She had really forgotten about this matter, but she was not in the mood to eat now.

Seeing her like this, Ji Jinchen knew that she must not have eaten, so he said, "Wait a moment, I'll have someone bring some ingredients over."

He sent a message to his personal assistant, and ten minutes later, four supermarket employees came over.

Everyone carried a large bag of ingredients in their hands, including all kinds of fresh vegetables, seasonal fruits, high-quality meat... everything.

They skillfully put the ingredients into the refrigerator according to type. After a while, the refrigerator was full.

"Mr. Ji, everything is sorted." An employee handed over the list and left politely.

Chu Yao didn't understand until Ji Jinchen took out an apron from the shopping bag and tied it on himself.

"You know how to cook?" Chu Yao was a little surprised. Ji Jinchen was not the kind of young man who never touched the spring water.

"When I was studying abroad, I always cooked for myself. Otherwise, I would have starved to death." Ji Jinchen said with a smile.

When he went to study abroad, he was still underage. Gu Yu wanted to arrange for seven or eight chefs to go with him, but Mr. Ji said that studying abroad was the path Ji Jinchen chose, and he should practice it.

Mr. Ji only allowed him to study abroad alone. He was not allowed to bring any living assistants, chefs, or cleaners with him, and he was even given only 900 pounds of living expenses per month.

While other international students at the same school received at least 1200 pounds a month, Ji Jinchen had to be careful with her budget, and cooking for herself was a good way to save money.

He cooked four dishes in total, all home-cooked dishes, and one of them was the squirrel mandarin fish that Chu Yao liked to eat.

This dish requires a lot of knife skills, but the squirrel mandarin fish made by Ji Jinchen is even and lifelike in shape, making it mouth-watering.

Chu Yao's previously depressed mood was gone. She picked up a small piece of mandarin fish. It was tender and crispy, sweet and sour, and she couldn't help but taste it again and again.

After a hearty meal, Ji Jinchen suddenly said: "The sales of the previous batch of wood were very good, and the net profit has reached more than 300 million. Have you ever considered using this money to start a business?"

Chu Yao smiled slightly. Ji Jinchen didn't know about her investment in Jiaxing Auction House, and she asked Uncle Lin to open several chain auction houses, antique shops and pawn shops in surrounding provinces and cities. The cost of these was less than two yuan. 100 million.

She was now in a state where she couldn't spend money, but Ji Jinchen gave her some inspiration.

"I have no business experience. I'm afraid I will lose all the money." Chu Yao said deliberately.

"When anyone first starts a business, they have zero experience." Ji Jinchen suggested, "In the early stage of starting a business, you can choose to invest in some companies that you are optimistic about. If you want to try to start your own company, you can also hire a CPM, which is professionalism. Business management experts, they will help you run and manage your company.”

Chu Yao pondered for a while, and Ji Jinchen's suggestion was indeed very reasonable. In the future, she would mainly focus on Feng Shui. She needed a professional to take care of her property.

"If you need it, I can provide a list of senior CPMs who are looking for jobs." Ji Jinchen said.

Chu Yao smiled slightly and accepted his kindness.