43: Chapter 43 The Difficulty of Starting a Business

Tracy walked out of the study holding the underwear, and before long, the sounds of an argument erupted in the living room.

To prevent the situation from escalating further, Borton hurried to the living room to intervene, lest the two do something regrettable.

Nie Ning looked at the sky outside the window, having no intention of paying it any mind.

With Borton, a knight, there, it wouldn't escalate into a malicious incident anyway.

Nie Ning rubbed his nose; it was indeed quite useful, but smelling these things was agonizing, with a level of disgust no less than falling into an outhouse.

Not long after, the sound of a heavy door slamming echoed from outside, and immediately after, Tracy walked into the study, looking disheveled.

Tracy adjusted her makeup, then sat back in her seat, her gaze toward Nie Ning no longer as disdainful as before.

Mr. Bronk is truly observant; thank you so much for this time.

As she spoke, Tracy took out a small cloth bag and tossed it onto the table: This is your payment, and consider the rest as a treat for Mr. Bronk to have tea.

That sounds great; if you have any needs in the future, you can come find us.

Upon seeing this, Borton accepted the money bag with a face full of smiles.

Of course, I can also help introduce some sisters who need assistance.

Tracy smiled sweetly, her eyes looking at Nie Ning with a hint of seductiveness.

I wonder if Mr. Bronk has time; we could go out for a drink tonight.

Nie Ning stood up and adjusted the suit Borton had helped him customize.

Apologies, I have many things to attend to recently, so if there is nothing else, we will take our leave.

Having said that, Nie Ning turned and left the study.

For him, nothing was more important than cultivation.

Moreover, he actually had things to do in a while and had no time to flirt with others here.

He doesn't want to...

As Nie Ning walked out of the apartment, Borton's lewd voice rang in his ears, followed immediately by Tracy's perfunctory words.

Waiting downstairs for a few minutes, Borton came down looking dejected.

You're at such an age; what if other colleagues find out you're getting involved with a client? If you do this again, I'll tell Marina.

Nie Ning leaned against the carriage and said irritably.

Colleagues are rivals; if the firm grows, that will be dirt on our reputation. If people dig it up, the firm might as well close, and we can all go out and beg for food.

Sigh, you say that, but it's all because of you.

Borton's skin was as thick as a city wall; he nonchalantly shifted the topic to Nie Ning.

You know, the firm has just opened, and it's the time when we need clients.

She just wanted to invite you to dinner; at worst, you could just find an excuse to slip away. If it weren't for the client, would I have to be like this?

Nie Ning rolled his eyes upon hearing this: Is she wanting to eat? I think she wants to eat people!

Forget it, forget it, let's not blame each other; let's just let this matter pass.

Borton said, acting very magnanimous.

Nie Ning couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Borton and turned to climb into the carriage.

Still restless at such an age; if it weren't for Borton's age, he would have beaten this guy up today no matter what.

In the carriage.

After deducting the costs of hiring Marina and Quis, as well as rent and food, these three gold coins are yours.

Borton, like a miser, held the money bag and began to distribute it.

But looking at the five gold coins Borton had pocketed, Nie Ning felt something was a bit off.

He had only been to the firm twice in total, hadn't eaten, and hadn't stayed there; why did he only get this little?

Don't look at me like that; the rent is very high, and the firm also needs to advertise; money is needed everywhere.

Borton's old face turned red from being stared at, and he immediately began to explain in a low voice.

That's not right; how many orders have you taken in these two months?

Nie Ning asked curiously.

Hearing this, Borton stammered for a long time.

In reality, he had taken over a dozen orders, but only completed seven, and some of those were tasks like finding cats and dogs.

And it wasn't every time he could get so much money; he couldn't ask for gold coins just to find a cat or dog.

Although the seven completed orders were actually about the same price as the two orders Nie Ning had taken.

To put it bluntly, Quis had a tall build, not suitable for being a detective, but rather more suitable for being a bodyguard.

As for his own daughter, how could he let her endure the wind and sun to go out and run business? So, he was actually the only one really doing the work.

You...

Nie Ning didn't even know what to say; this career change was worse than opening a tavern.

Hire a few people; if you go on like this, you'll go bankrupt sooner or later. I have my own things to do and can't run here every day.

Having rarely transmigrated to a supernatural world, Nie Ning naturally couldn't give up the path to becoming stronger, nor did he have that much time to play detective games here.

It's not that easy to find people; the terms I offer aren't low, but people dislike that we have no reputation and are simply unwilling to join our firm.

Borton was very helpless.

After all, it was his first time being a detective; many things could only be understood when actually doing them.

Nie Ning expressed his inability to do anything about it.

He only knew a few people in total; he couldn't just let Lilith and Norma join the firm, could he?

In the end, the two didn't come up with a good result and could only take it one step at a time. At least for Nie Ning, coming out occasionally was enough.

Exchanging gold coins with Borton for a few bottles of secret spirit pill, Nie Ning returned to the residential complex where Mrs. Terry lived.

The residential complex hadn't changed, and Mrs. Terry's house had even been repaired.

Nie Ning walked around the complex but didn't perceive any abnormalities, nor did it look like any mysterious creature had stayed there.

Unknowingly, Nie Ning walked to the side of the forest near the complex.

This was the forest where Mrs. Terry's husband had been murdered.

After thinking for a moment, and upholding the idea that since I'm already here, Nie Ning stepped into this forest again.

But after walking for only a few minutes, an inexplicable malice suddenly struck.

Nie Ning's spirit was jolted, but he immediately frowned.

Originally, he wanted to go check out the old house, but the location from which the malice came was to the left.

Forget it, let's go check it out first.

Nie Ning used Shadow Gliding Steps to quickly approach the target direction.

As the Malice Perception became more and more obvious, Nie Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, and immediately after, a small lake appeared before his eyes.

Scanning across the lake surface, he saw that the lake water was as black as ink, the aquatic plants were withered, and a large number of fish were floating on the water surface with their bellies up.

Nie Ning sniffed the air, and a foul stench rushed toward him.

Looking at the lush trees around him, even someone with thick nerves would have realized that something was wrong with this place.

Moreover, the malice came from this area, but the specific location could not be locked onto.

It was somewhat similar to the mist of the Human-Faced Balloon, but the range was much smaller; the malice only existed in the small lake area.