Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1070: Chapter 1068: Where the Money is Close Chapter 1070: Chapter 1068: Where the Money is Close Many times, the best way to hide is to be killed by cognition.

If your actions can exist within contradictions common to sense, then not to mention hiding oneself, even wanting to expose oneself becomes extremely difficult.

This is a perfect example right before our eyes.

Fu Qian claimed he had not concealed anything regarding the misfortune of the Xu father and son. Even his previous actions had strange aspects.

Yet even so, Young Master Qin and the others never once considered themselves as the real culprits.

Even with his current confession, judging by their reactions, they most likely think he’s just having another bout of insanity.

And in this entire room, the only one who might believe what he said is probably another nutcase.

Looking at Lady Cecilia, who is smiling happily, Fu Qian has no doubt that this is truly what she thinks.

However, the way she understands how he did it involves a different set of logic that utilizes the concepts of “script” and “actor.”

Even so, she has expressed doubt about the script and suggested modifications, which shows just how unbelievable she finds it.

“Hehe… seeing such people meet such an end is indeed satisfying for everyone, but isn’t the process a bit too fantastical? Wouldn’t going bankrupt due to the cold be a better fit?”

“Very true.”

Fu Qian sighed.

“The problem is, without money, it’s simply easier to take direct action.”

“I have it.”

Lady Cecilia’s smile remained as she pulled over a case she had placed aside upon entering and pushed it toward him.

“Here, your consultant fee.”

So much!

Before Fu Qian could say anything, a group of people’s eyes were already popping out.

Although this form of payment is a bit retro, the visual impact of such a case in front of them is really strong.

Do expert consultants really earn like this nowadays?

And just for some psychological advice, she’s paying so much, so what Sister Cecilia said earlier doesn’t seem like boasting now.

“Thank you for making the trip.”

However, as the person concerned, Fu Qian nonchalantly caught the case, then snorted coldly.

“Such a small trouble isn’t worth revealing my identity over.”

…

In the quiet air, Lady Cecilia’s crisp laughter echoed for a long time.

Fu Qian glanced back at the four people who looked like they had been struck by lightning from what he said, as if realizing something.

“Remember this saying, if you want to make money, you have to stand close to it.”

The next moment he patted the briefcase and generously imparted life wisdom.

I’ve never heard this saying interpreted like this before…

Tan Ying was completely dumbfounded, seemingly at a loss for what expression to make.

So the closest place to money is to be with a rich lady, is that it?

“Brilliant!”

Unable not to scoff, he heard the two people beside him exclaim in unison, with Young Master Qin and Student Xiao Yu slapping their thighs together.

“This interpretation… we’ve been too narrow-minded before. Indeed, we must avoid thinking in stereotypes!”

You two are also going nuts, aren’t you? Be serious, damn it!

Tan Ying momentarily felt like hitting someone, deeply feeling that the moral compass of everyone in the room was veering off course rapidly.

“Don’t you want to take a look?”

Lady Cecilia seemed pleased with the scene, continuing to ask with a smile.

“No need. I’m afraid of scaring the kids if I open it here.”

Fu Qian shook his head after glancing at the others.

Inside, of course, is the Bronze Lady.

A mere briefcase could never obstruct his perception, and essentially Lady Cecilia had no intention of deceiving him.

No matter how valuable this object was, in her eyes, it was nothing more than a prop.

“Good.”

Lady Cecilia suddenly seemed even happier, while the other guests had mixed feelings, yet no one insisted on Fu Qian being more assertive.

…

“Is it too late for Sister Cecilia to find a place to stay? Let me help you with arrangements?”

As the dinner with hosts and guests full of joy came to an end, the group, whose values had clashed resulting in lively sparks, all felt they had gained a lot.

And as they were leaving, Tan Ying, looking at Lady Cecilia standing alone, took the initiative to say so.

She wasn’t presumptuous but judging from Lady Cecilia’s experiences upon arrival, it was clear that her consultant was not interested in arranging accommodation for her.

Thinking about that scenario made her feel somewhat uneasy.

“That would be great.”

Lady Cecilia pondered for a moment and did not hesitate.

“I was planning to leave right away, but after this meal, I suddenly feel that it wouldn’t be bad to stay here for a few days. Is that okay with you, Consultant?”

She glanced at Fu Qian as she spoke.

Did this require approval?

Seeing that Lady Cecilia even sought the consultant’s opinion on this matter, the audience didn’t know what to think.

…

Was this why he had personally delivered it?

To see what kind of story would unfold after taking the Bronze Lady from her?

Facing her inquiring gaze, Fu Qian nodded.

“Of course, Lincheng welcomes you.”

Lady Cecilia was an observation target no less important than the Bronze Lady. Although he wouldn’t intentionally induce her to stay, there was no reason to refuse her voluntary expression of intention to do so.

“Will there be any inconvenience? Can I see what you will do with it?”

Fu Qian was so agreeable that Lady Cecilia was somewhat surprised and motioned with her eyes towards the leather case on the floor.

“You could have made stronger demands, don’t forget I’m in your grasp.”

Fu Qian seriously helped her with the analysis.

“I’ve personally confessed to the violent acts towards the Xu father and son. Theoretically, you could blackmail me.”

“That’s what you say, but I’m also afraid you’ll drag me into the abyss!”

Having listened to the consultant’s analysis with all seriousness, Lady Cecilia genuinely agreed but still raised a slight objection with a smile.

“So you mean to say that in your opinion, you’re not yet deep enough into the abyss?”

And as a professional consultant, Fu Qian killed the conversation with a rhetorical question.

“Right you are, sorry, I need to use the restroom.”

Her smile slightly subdued, Lady Cecilia fell silent for a moment before walking alone to the side.

These two…

As the audience overhead this entire exchange, they finally looked at each other without concealment. It was Tan Ying whose eyes lit up first.

“Are you really giving her psychological counseling? But she’s too deeply immersed in her role to be swayed, so you decided to become like her instead? Was that nonsense you just spouted pretending to accept her views?”

“That does make some sense.”

Faced with Tan Ying’s reasoning, which took a lot of brainpower to formulate, Qin Mingze was momentarily speechless, feeling that it might be somewhat plausible.

“You’re really professional, you’re not taking your money for nothing!”

“What do you mean by ‘nonsense’?”

As opposed to the other two’s thoughtful agreement, Fu Qian, the person involved, expressed his disagreement.

“A true man takes responsibility for his actions. Those two fools sealed their own fate; they can’t blame Fu Mou for being ruthlessly efficient.”

“… Take it easy, making money is making money, but don’t drag yourself down with it.”

After a long silence, it was Wu Qingyu who stepped forward, patting Fu Qian on the shoulder.

He suddenly didn’t envy the case full of cash and the rich widow at all.