My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 706 - 692: Still Have Peach Blossom Luck?

These days, Wang Fangqian has done too many bad deeds in Qiutian City, and feeling guilty he went to Jing’an Temple for peace of mind. Master Jing’an is highly respected and has a significant reputation in Qiutian City.

After Wang Fangqian finished writing a character for "good" on a piece of paper, Master Jing’an said something that completely infuriated him. Even though he was annoyed, Wang couldn’t show it. He managed to keep his patience, offered a card as a token of respect, and asked if there was any good advice to avert disaster.

"Do you really want me to tell you?" Master Jing’an seemed reluctant to speak.

"Just speak your mind, I have plenty of money."

"This is not about money," Master Jing’an continued to shake his head, appearing hesitant to speak further.

"If it’s not about money, then what’s the problem? Is there anything in this world that money can’t solve?"

Wang Fangqian was too anxious, but the old Monk wouldn’t speak up.

"You mustn’t get close to any women, not a single one," Master Jing’an said.

"Is it that simple? That’s too easy." Wang Fangqian had thought it was something serious. "So after this, I can go back to playing with women, right?"

But the next sentence from Master Jing’an left Wang Fangqian completely stunned.

"What I mean is, you have to become a monk. This is the only solution, there are no other options."

"Is there really no other way?"

Wang Fangqian certainly didn’t want to shave his head and sit meditating in a temple. Just the thought of that lifestyle felt unbearable. The outside world seemed so much more appealing.

"Master, please think again, is there no other way? I am so young, in my prime. Although I’ve been with many women, I’ve never married and I don’t have a son. You’re asking me to become a monk now, but even if I agreed, my family would not. Our company is waiting for me to take over. Master, money is not an issue. Just provide another way to eliminate the disaster, and I will reward you handsomely."

The old Monk continued to shake his head helplessly. After waiting in vain for Master Jingkong to say anything, Wang Fangqian became truly angry.

"****, giving you some respect and you push your luck? I came here hoping to hear some pleasant things, and you, mother****er, are suggesting I become a monk? Bullshit! You also said my woman has been taken by another man. Nobody who dares to cuck me has been born yet. You claim my death is related to a woman? Heh, sorry, but women are like clothes to me, I’ll change them whenever I please!"

"Let’s go!"

With a signal from Wang Fangqian, his followers swiftly made way for their departure.

Several underlings rushed back in and spoke rudely to Master Jingkong, "Hand over the card we just gave you, or we’ll burn down this shabby temple."

"Take it then!"

The underlings snatched it away and followed Wang Fangqian down the mountain in a bossy manner.

"This trip shouldn’t have happened. It made things worse. I was in a good mood today, but after talking to that bald old monk in the temple, I felt even worse. I really feel like setting fire to this place tonight." Wang Fangqian’s anger was indeed genuine. The old Monk said he’d been having bad luck recently, which Wang knew was true. He had hoped to find a solution, but instead, the old Monk suggested he become a monk. That was something he could do anything but—becoming a monk meant the end of the splendid world outside, a depressing thought.

"Big brother, that shabby temple cannot be burned. It’s a Buddhist stronghold in Qiutian City, frequented by many officials. They say that Master Jingkong is even a director-level cadre."

When Wang Fangqian was angry, he didn’t care who you were; if you crossed him, he wouldn’t let you have a good life. That was Wang Fangqian’s principle and motto.

After returning home, Wang Fangqian felt somewhat dazed. Everything seemed to weigh heavily on his mind. He now regretted going to the temple to see that old baldy Jingkong. He was supposed to spend some money to hear something pleasing, but that damn guy accused his wife of cheating and even cursed him to die early and associated it with women. How could that be possible? Impossible!

He thought of making him a monk, fat chance! Wang scolded in his mind until he felt a bit better. However, the outside world was even more annoying. His gambling den had been raided, and he had just heard it was on the news, with the public cheering.

Damn it, a bunch of broke asses, what does my casino have to do with them? They don’t patronize it. It’s big bosses who play there and losing that kind of money doesn’t even bother them; it’s nothing but a trifle to them. You hear people celebrating on the news, some even lighting firecrackers. Wang Fangqian started to doubt if he was watching fake news.

Even if Wang Fangqian failed in life, he had the consolation of his wealthy family. He ran gambling houses outside while his family ran the company, and his parents were still strong and vigorous. This was why he thought of himself as doubly fortunate. To facilitate the expansion of his wealth, he set his sights on Ma Yizhu, the female CEO of Tianma Group. The old chairman Ma Xingkong often stayed away from the company, leaving it to his daughter to handle and hoping she could take the helm early.

After Su Xuan helped police officer Feng Shanshan catch several major criminals, it seemed like the case could be closed. Feng Shanshan had indeed done well to extract from those men that it was Wang Fangqian who had instructed them to commit the crimes. However, when Feng Shanshan was preparing to arrest Wang Fangqian, the leadership above hesitated to sign off on the paperwork. Without a signature, they couldn’t make the arrest.

"Are all these people’s brains kicked by a donkey or what?"

Back at her office, Feng Shanshan was frustrated. The case was on the verge of a perfect closure, yet suddenly nobody was willing to pursue it further. Was Wang Fangqian some sort of supernatural being?

Soon, Wang, her junior colleague, came in and said to Feng Shanshan, "Sister Shan, Director Li has a message for you: ’One should not be too rigid, as rigidity leads to breakage.’

"What crap, all secretive and mysterious. If there’s a criminal, shouldn’t you just arrest him? Are we supposed to let the bad guy roam free? Wang, don’t you agree?

Feng Shanshan asked her subordinate, Wang, who had just started his internship this year.

Wang, scratching the back of his head, was too embarrassed to speak.

"Wang, how does Sister Shan usually treat you?"

"Good!" Wang replied to this question almost without hesitation.

"That’s good enough. Now, I command you in my personal capacity, to come with me and catch Wang Fangqian. We can’t control what others do, but we must uphold justice for the whole society and promote the new energy of socialism."

"Isn’t that inappropriate..."

Wang immediately lost his spirit, thinking it was too far-fetched to believe they could catch Wang Fangqian just by themselves.

"Are you in or out? Give me a straight answer. I hate men who dither."

"I can stand outside and keep watch for you. If someone comes, I’ll be the first to inform you."

"Fine, I’ll go by myself then. But you mustn’t mention this to anyone, got it?"

"Sister Shan, I still think it’s too risky for you to go alone like this, you shouldn’t do this."

Feng Shanshan didn’t bother with the timid Wang; she might as well call him ’Little Timid’.

At this moment, Feng Shanshan’s thoughts suddenly turned to Su Xuan. She didn’t know why his image popped into her mind; although the days spent with Su Xuan weren’t always pleasant, most of the time it was Su Xuan causing trouble for others. But, well, he was truly not a bad guy, bold yet careful, just a bit of a rogue—a small flaw she didn’t mind. If only he were here.

At this time, Feng Shanshan felt alone. Even though she had a bit of a tomboy character, the unease in her heart grew when she really had to go and catch someone, especially since that person was a big villain with likely many experts at his disposal.

Meanwhile, Su Xuan had gone to the park because Ma Xingkong, the old chairman of Tianma Group, was waiting there. Since their meeting was fateful, and both practiced Xingyi Fist, they had even more in common to talk about.

After practicing for a while and feeling a bit tired, Ma Xingkong praised Su Xuan’s fist technique, asking, "Su Xuan, tell me the truth, who did you learn from? I feel your fist technique is exquisite; you must have trained with a master."

"Not at all, a buddy of mine gave me a manual on Xingyi Fist; I just read it when I have time. After reading, I’d spar with him—it’s all refined bit by bit like that, no master involved."

Su Xuan was right, his buddy was none other than the Military God from Chifeng Mountain. After tossing Su Xuan the book, he just let things be, confident in Su Xuan’s aptitude. The Military God hadn’t misjudged him; with a remarkable aptitude, Su Xuan managed to execute decent moves after perusing the manual just once.

"Alright, alright, I’ll take your word for it, but tell me, Su Xuan, do you have a girlfriend yet?"

Hearing Ma Xingkong ask this, Su Xuan already understood most of it—it must be that he wanted to introduce a girlfriend or something similar.

This time Su Xuan said bluntly, "I have a girlfriend, and we’re quite affectionate."

To Su Xuan’s surprise, Ma Xingkong didn’t take this seriously at all and said, "It’s very normal for a man to have multiple wives and concubines. Look at those generals and nobles from the past, each had a slew of them. Of course, living in a harmonious new society, we ought to have only one on the surface. What I mean is, I can introduce another one to you."

"Introduce who?"

Su Xuan was already pondering in his heart. Could it be a young maiden from his company? Surely it couldn’t be his daughter, right?

Su Xuan felt the female CEO of Tianma Group was a year or two older than he was.

"My daughter, Ma Yizhu, is now the CEO of Tianma Group. Are you interested?" Ma Xingkong had confidence in his daughter.

"Really, her? I’m serious."

"Even better if you’re serious. My daughter, to put it modestly, is considered the belle of Qiutian City. You, on the other hand, have fate with me, so I feel you two are a good match. Of course, you said you already have a girlfriend, right? That’s easy to handle; some breakup fee and call it done."

Su Xuan felt dizzy at the thought. Just a moment ago, Ma Xingkong was saying it wasn’t a big deal for a man to have multiple wives and concubines, and now he suggested breaking up with his girlfriend for compensation. Clearly, Ma Xingkong was not keen on having his daughter be ’the other woman’. Of course, Su Xuan himself didn’t want to handle so many women either; trouble aside, feelings and love should be treated separately.

"Su Xuan, have you been in touch with Yizhu these past few days?"

"No, what’s up?"

"Look at you, kid, how can feelings develop without contact? Feelings need to be cultivated. That night, I noticed she didn’t seem to dislike you too much."

Ma Xingkong said encouragingly.