88: Urinating

Qian Ziyong said, "That means Liu Gaoda is incompetent."

Chen Jingfu nodded, "Perhaps he has the potential to become an elite, but before that, he should start from the bottom."

"I know you are a person who values relationships."

"But you can't let emotions get in the way of business. Emotions are emotions, and business is business."

"If you feel it's not ideal, you can let Liu Gaoda take on a more relaxed middle management role, and then give him more significant training once his capabilities improve."

Upon hearing this, Qian Ziyong nodded.

He understood.

If Chen Jingfu, with his discerning eye, thought Liu Gaoda was incompetent, then Liu Gaoda truly was incompetent!

But did he need Liu Gaoda to be capable?

The worse Liu Gaoda's ability, the better.

If all the money earned by the supermarket and the Hot Pot Restaurant were his own, he would absolutely not let Liu Gaoda hold a high position.

Just as Chen Jingfu said, misfortune inevitably follows when virtue does not match one's position.

But he wasn't trying to make money; he was trying to lose money!

So what else was there to say?

Liu Gaoda must be given important responsibilities!

Use him mercilessly!

Before, he had thought that Liu Gaoda had made a lot of money running the Hot Pot Restaurant, and he was afraid Liu Gaoda was capable.

Now that he had Chen Jingfu's approval, he was completely at ease.

Such a "talent" definitely deserved a high position!

Qian Ziyong was just waiting for disaster to strike!

Qian Ziyong had already decided to transfer Zhou Kaitian back and let Liu Gaoda be the head of the Milk Tea Shop.

As the saying goes, with less ability comes greater responsibility.

He refused to believe that with someone as "talented" as Liu Gaoda in charge of the Milk Tea Shop, it could still make him money!

It was even more stable!

Qian Ziyong had high hopes for the Milk Tea Shop.

With Liu Gaoda as the head, and Qingyue Milk Tea as a strong competitor, plus him secretly setting traps for the Milk Tea Shop from the side.

It could be said that there were strong enemies outside, internal spies, and the boss was also on the enemy's side.

No matter how much money was invested, it would all be lost!

Ah haha…

Qian Ziyong chuckled foolishly.

"Little brother?" Chen Jingfu called out, looking at Qian Ziyong in confusion.

Qian Ziyong wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and quickly covered it up, saying:

"Brother, I just thought that I could trade stocks tomorrow, and I got very excited."

Chen Jingfu nodded faintly, "Don't have too high expectations for tomorrow's stock trading."

The two chatted for a while longer, and Qian Ziyong noticed Ningshuang seemed to be at the door.

She was definitely waiting for Chen Jingfu.

Qian Ziyong quickly said goodbye and left.

He returned to his guest bedroom on the second floor.

At night, he soaked in the spacious bathtub, lying comfortably.

The bathtub was so large that Qian Ziyong tried swimming in it and actually managed to move around.

After bathing for half an hour, Qian Ziyong got out of the tub and flopped onto the large bed.

The bed was so big that Qian Ziyong felt even three Liu Gaodas could sleep on it.

A thin person like him wouldn't feel crowded even with four.

Looking at the chandelier above, Qian Ziyong guessed its price.

"This light is really beautiful, and the ceiling is also beautiful."

"The bedding seems to be silk."

"The bed is also so soft."

Qian Ziyong fell asleep in a daze.

In his dream, he successfully extracted hundreds of millions from the system and also bought a villa by the lake.

But why didn't this villa have a toilet?

He searched for a long time but couldn't find a toilet, and finally found a towering tree in the villa's garden.

He thought that since there was no one around anyway, he went to the tree, and just as he was feeling comfortable, he felt a warm stream wet his thigh.

Qian Ziyong instantly woke up, feeling utterly miserable.

He was this old, and he still wet the bed!

He put on his clothes, came out of the bathroom, and looked at the soiled quilt and underwear, feeling a bit lost.

It was all because he ate too much watermelon last night…

He hugged the quilt, wrapped the underwear in the middle of the bedding, and crept out stealthily.

There were two laundry rooms, one in the basement nanny's room and one on the fourth floor.

He naturally had to go to the basement.

He carefully went downstairs, first poking his head out to observe. He didn't see anyone.

With a quick movement, he arrived on the first floor.

"Qian Ziyong." A crisp voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Qian Ziyong trembled all over, turned his head, and saw Ningshuang standing gracefully behind him, patting his shoulder with her small hand.

"Qian Ziyong, what are you doing?" Ningshuang asked, her big round eyes wide.

Qian Ziyong's face instantly turned red, and he quickly put the quilt behind him to hide it.

"No… nothing." Qian Ziyong's voice trembled slightly.

He couldn't help but pray in his heart.

Please don't discover the quilt! Please don't discover it!

But no matter how Qian Ziyong prayed, it was useless.

The quilt was so big, how could his thin body possibly block it?

If it were Liu Gaoda, it might be possible.

Ningshuang discovered the bedding behind Qian Ziyong and asked curiously, "Why are you carrying bedding?"

"Um… uh…" Qian Ziyong was sweating profusely from anxiety, and finally came up with a good reason, "I… I've been… clean… since I was little."

"I slept in it yesterday and felt it was a bit dirty, so I wanted to take it to wash."

Qian Ziyong was stuttering, his words incoherent.

"So clean?" Ningshuang praised, "I always thought most boys weren't very clean, a bit sloppy."

"I didn't expect you to be so clean!"

"But you don't have to wash it yourself."

"Give me the quilt and clothes, and I'll have the auntie wash them!"

Hearing this, Qian Ziyong panicked.

He shook his head repeatedly, "No… no, my mom said, wash your own underwear!"

"Besides the bedding, there's also underwear, so I'd better wash it myself!"

Ningshuang nodded, "Alright!"

"The laundry room is in the basement. Take your time washing!"

"If there's anything you don't know, just call me, and I'll help you."

"Phew…" Hearing this, Qian Ziyong let out a long sigh of relief.

He ran to the basement as if fleeing.

Oh right!

There's an elevator, why didn't I take the elevator?

If I had taken the elevator, I wouldn't have met Ningshuang!

Qian Ziyong wished he could slap himself.

This wasn't his fault.

After all, he had never lived in a villa, so he habitually took the stairs to go downstairs.

"Fortunately! Fortunately, she didn't notice." Qian Ziyong clutched his wildly beating heart and calmed himself down.

If he had been discovered, he felt he could just die on the spot.

Ningshuang, standing at the stairwell, watched Qian Ziyong run off, her nose wrinkling. She smelled something unpleasant.

Thinking of something, her face immediately flushed crimson.

Meanwhile, Qian Ziyong, who had finally finished washing his clothes, arrived at the dining room.

The nanny had already prepared breakfast.

He enjoyed his breakfast leisurely.

From yesterday to today, apart from a few unexpected incidents, everything else was so wonderful.

It truly was a life where he was served hand and foot.

He had grown to love this lazy lifestyle.

This was how people should live!

He swore that when he became rich, he would buy two villas, one for himself and one for his parents!

As he was thinking, Liu Gaoda and Sun Youan walked in, led by Chen Jingfu.

Along with them came a group of young people.

They carried laptop bags and wore suits, looking like social elites at first glance.

They must be the traders Chen Jingfu mentioned!

He could trade stocks today!

Qian Ziyong's eyes lit up!