Chapter 105: Foundation Establishment Realm
"If he can stick it out, I’ll arrange a position for him at the company. I can make him a supervisor or manager at a subsidiary or one of the factories, it’s no big deal," Su Miaoke said.
Hearing this, Chu Feng sighed.
"Sigh, it’s different for the rich kids," Chu Feng lamented. "Su Jun’s starting point in life is so much higher than the average person’s."
So many people struggle their whole lives and never make it to manager, but for Su Miaoke, it was just a matter of saying the word.
"What? Are you jealous? I can make you a vice president, if you want," Su Miaoke offered.
"No, thanks. I like my current job just fine. I don’t want to spend all day stressing over company business," Chu Feng quickly refused.
When it came to work, Chu Feng didn’t care about titles or positions.
All he cared about was being comfortable. He would only do a job if it was easy-going.
"Tch. You think I’d actually make you work as a VP? You could just show up, hang out, and still collect a paycheck," Su Miaoke said.
"I have no intention of going into management. Besides, your dad is the one running the company now. We draw a salary, you get your annual dividends, and that’s good enough for us," Chu Feng said.
"Honey, thank you," Su Miaoke said.
"Thank me for what?" Chu Feng asked.
"Thank you for adding another six hundred million to my savings!" Su Miaoke said with a smile.
"Seriously, it would be hard for the company to scrape together this much money right now. It’s the first time I’ve felt a bit overwhelmed holding so much cash," Su Miaoke said.
"What’s the big deal? You think we don’t need money for Cultivation? There are way too many expenses. I’m afraid this might not even be enough," Chu Feng said.
"So, what about the God of Gamblers tournament in Beihai the day after tomorrow? Honey, do you want to go?" Su Miaoke asked.
"Sure, let’s go check it out. It’d be even better if we could win some money. I’ll ask Sixth Master about it later. He’s well-connected, so he’s bound to have the inside scoop," Chu Feng said.
Even though he had won so much money last night, Chu Feng wasn’t particularly happy.
His future Cultivation path would require even more money.
"That’s a good idea. With Sixth Master’s status in Beihai, he’s sure to know about it. It would be best if we could go with him; at least we’d have some security," Su Miaoke said with a nod.
"Okay, I’ll ask him later," Chu Feng said.
His strength was far beyond what it used to be. On top of that, he still had a large amount of Merit he hadn’t used. If he were to use it all, he could certainly break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.
The two returned home, and after washing up, Chu Feng called Sixth Master.
"Sixth Master, am I disturbing you?" Chu Feng asked.
"Brother Chu! What can I do for you?" Sixth Master asked with a laugh. He was very courteous, even addressing Chu Feng as a brother. After all, Chu Feng now had an incredibly good relationship with the younger generation of the Zhao Family, so Sixth Master’s attitude toward him was completely different than before.
On top of that, Chu Feng himself was incredibly strong. Zhao Qinghan and the others had also mentioned that Chu Feng was a scion of the Chu Family. Even Hu Long and the two Tang Family brothers had died by his hand.
"I heard there’s some kind of God of Gamblers tournament in Beihai the day after tomorrow. I was wondering if you had any inside information, Sixth Master," Chu Feng asked, getting straight to the point.
"Ah, that. Yes, I know about it. It’s being organized by the people backing Yang Hu. It’s not actually in Beihai, but on a ship in international waters. I happen to be free that day and was thinking of going to watch. Why? Are you interested in going?" Sixth Master said, a smile playing on his lips.
Just yesterday, he’d heard that Chu Feng had won 2.1 billion at Yang Hu’s casino and had walked away with 600 million of it.
The news was already spreading like wildfire through Beihai’s top circles.
"That’s right. I’d like to go, but I don’t know the ropes. I was hoping to invite you to come along, Sixth Master, if you’d be willing," Chu Feng asked.
"Of course! Since you’re asking, Brother Chu, I, Zhao Liu, will definitely be there," Sixth Master said, his face lighting up with delight.
In truth, when he’d heard the news about Chu Feng, he had wanted to call and ask to tag along for the fun, but he couldn’t come up with a good excuse. Now, things had worked out perfectly—Chu Feng had come to him.
"Let’s do this. I’ll bring two billion—no, five billion. You and I will be partners, Brother Chu. I’ll put up the cash, you do the playing. If we win, we split it seventy-thirty. You take seventy percent, I take thirty. How does that sound?" Zhao Liu asked.
"What? That much? Isn’t that a bit excessive?" Chu Feng was completely floored by Zhao Liu’s offer.
He never imagined Zhao Liu would casually throw out a number like five billion.
"A lot? Not at all. You know, the people who will be there are worth tens, even hundreds of billions. They’re coming from all over the country and the world. Five billion really isn’t much in that crowd," Zhao Liu said.
"Alright, I’ll see you the day after tomorrow then. But we can’t do a seventy-thirty split," Chu Feng said.
When Zhao Liu heard this, his face stiffened, and a wave of displeasure washed over him.
’Does Chu Feng want even more? His appetite is a bit too big, isn’t it?’
"Then how would you like to split it, Brother Chu?" Zhao Liu asked.
"Sixty-forty. You take sixty percent, Sixth Master, and I’ll take forty. After all, it’s your money," Chu Feng said.
Hearing this, Sixth Master let out an embarrassed laugh. ’I was overthinking things,’ he thought, ’judging a gentleman by my own petty standards.’
"Alright, we’ll do it your way, Brother Chu." Zhao Liu didn’t waste any more time and agreed immediately.
"The day after tomorrow. I’ll come to Bright Moon Mountain to pick you up that evening," Zhao Liu said, then hung up.
"Did Sixth Master agree?" Su Miaoke asked from the side.
"He agreed. He even said he’d bring five billion and offered me a seventy-thirty split. I had him change it to sixty-forty, with him getting sixty and me forty," Chu Feng explained.
"He offered that much?" Su Miaoke was clearly taken aback when she heard the number.
"Yeah. When we win the money, we’ll buy precious medicinal herbs. They’ll be a huge help to our Cultivation. Do you have any channels for that?" Chu Feng asked.
"Medicinal herbs? That’s no problem at all. Our company doesn’t deal in them, but we have plenty of partners who do. They have the resources and connections. As long as you have the money, getting herbs is the easy part," Su Miaoke said.
"Alright, then let’s cultivate," Chu Feng said, turning off the lights.
Throughout the night, Chu Feng was immersed in his Cultivation, continuously consuming the Merit he had accumulated and converting it into Spiritual Power to fuel his progress.
The Spiritual Power gathered bit by bit, significantly accelerating his Cultivation speed.
「The next day, just before dawn.」
Chu Feng suddenly felt a piercing sensation run through his entire body. He could feel wave after wave of warmth spreading through his meridians, reaching every corner of his being.
He felt completely clear and unobstructed, as if his entire body had undergone a cleansing baptism. The feeling was utterly blissful.
"Foundation Establishment Realm!" Chu Feng’s eyes snapped open, shining with pure elation.