Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1612: Poor Workers Help Themselves Online (26)

The fighting teacher couldn't help but complain: "Her foundation is really too poor, and I feel like she doesn't have a good brain either, she understands things very slowly."

The other people also had poor foundations, but compared to Fang Mei, they seemed much better.

The shooting teacher then said, "She is not cut out for this. She is too timid. She doesn't even open her eyes when shooting. How can she learn this?"

Feeling Dai Ke's gaze, Fang Mei said firmly, "Brother Dai, I will try my best!"

Dai Ke said calmly, "You don't have to learn from them." Thinking that Dai Ke felt that he was too stupid and wanted to drive her away, Fang Mei said more sincerely, "Brother Dai, I will really work hard. Please give me another chance and don't drive me away."

Dai Ke put it simply: "I didn't say to drive you away. Follow me from now on and I will teach you personally."

After all, Dai Ke has a lot of tricks, and it is easier for someone like Fang Mei, who has a poor foundation, to learn from her.

Moreover, she is in urgent need of cultivating a new confidant, and Fang Mei is the most suitable one among these people.

Fang Mei was so surprised that she couldn't recover: "Brother Dai, do you mean that I can follow you in the future?"

Dai Ke didn't want to repeat such an obvious answer, so he told the others: "Continue teaching according to the original plan. If there is no obvious effect in half a month, the person will not be retained."

After that, Dai Ke told Fang Mei, "Pack your things. I'll wait for you outside."

Fang Mei didn't have much stuff to begin with, so she hurried back to her room, packed two pieces of clothing, and came out carrying a flattened old denim bag.

She was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, and the way she ran out with her hair tied in a ponytail showed her girlish energy.

Dai Ke bent one leg and leaned against the car with one leg, the sparks at his fingertips flickering.

In the smoke, when Dai Ke looked at Fang Mei with cold eyes, the smile on Fang Mei's face gradually froze and disappeared.

She looked at Dai Ke anxiously: "What's wrong, Brother Dai? Did I do something wrong?"

"When you do things around me, the first thing you have to do is to hide your emotions. Of course, if you can't do it, I won't force you, but you can't follow me anymore."

Fang Mei immediately calmed down and tried to put on a poker face, but the more serious she was, the more ridiculous she looked: "I will try my best to complete Brother Dai's instructions!"

"Also, you don't need to be strong to work for me, but you must be smart and be able to make the most advantageous decision immediately. You must not hold me back."

"When I tell you to do something, you can't just look at the surface of it. You have to think more about what it is about and think more broadly. Don't just stick to the surface."

"The most important thing is to learn to read people's expressions and pretend to be respectful when necessary, which is also the key to survival in this society."

Fang Mei nodded half-knowingly: "I understand, Brother Dai. I will try my best to learn what you said."

Fang Mei didn't look like a smart person, but Dai Ke still liked her obedience: "Get in the car."

Fang Mei got in the car, nervously holding the backpack on her knees: "Brother Dai, where are you taking me now?"

"Hai Ting Bay Villa is where I live, and it is also Mr. Fu's home. If you can't guarantee that what you say will be heard there, try to keep your mouth shut."

"I understand." After returning to the villa, Dai Ke arranged for Fang Mei to live in the room next to his.

She threw a card to Fang Mei: "Go to the mall tomorrow and buy some decent clothes and the things you need on a daily basis."

"Don't I have to follow Brother Dai tomorrow?"

Dai Ke was in deep thought: "Tomorrow... I won't need you."

Dai Ke left Fang Mei's room after leaving these ambiguous words.

In the morning, Fang Mei woke up early and went out to shop.

Dai Ke sat on the sofa, looking at his watch frequently.

As the door to the living room opened, Dai Ke also stood up.

"Bo Ting, the time we had together was too short this time. Can we have some fun next time?"

Ji Jing'an held Fu Boting's arm affectionately, and her eyes inadvertently revealed her love for Fu Boting.

It seems that the affection between the two people has increased sharply after being alone together for the past few days.

Fu Boting saw Dai Ke and gently pushed Ji Jingan: "You must be tired after just coming back, go upstairs and rest."

Ji Jing'an followed Fu Boting's gaze to Dai Ke, and realized that the two had something to talk about. He nodded and quickly went upstairs.

Fu Boting walked up to Dai Ke, his expression cold as if he wanted to poke Dai Ke: "You went to the number 8 plate?"

Dai Ke spoke as if deliberately provoking: "I just heard that Mr. Fu opened a new business, and I wanted to help maintain it, so I went to take a look out of curiosity. I didn't expect that Mr. Fu would even dare to touch drugs."

The door of the upstairs bedroom was open a crack. Ji Jing'an, who was eavesdropping, covered his mouth in shock when he heard Dai Ke's words.

If this news gets back to the bureau, Fu Boting will be dead.

She also wanted to send the message back, but when she reached for the recording, she obviously hesitated.

Fu Boting sneered, "Are you questioning me? Do you think it's your turn as a servant to comment on whatever decision I make or what I do?"

"Of course I have no right to stop Mr. Fu, but I think if some things are touched, it would violate the bottom line of being a human being."

"Ha!" Fu Boting seemed to have heard a huge joke and said sarcastically, "Dai Ke, you are a perpetrator of all kinds of evil. Killing people is a common occurrence for you. How dare you tell me the bottom line of being a human being?"

Dai Ke was silent for a moment, then asked evasively, "Why didn't Mr. Fu let me participate in the new market opening? Do you not trust me?"

At the beginning, Fu Boting had no intention of letting anyone from the Fu family participate in the business of Port No. 8.

It's not that he doesn't trust Dai Ke or other members of the Fu family, but he himself knows that the business of No. 8 is unsavory.

In addition, if the business of No. 8 is discovered by the police, it will be a sure death penalty.

He didn't want the person he had trained for nine years to go to business with No. 8. This would be not only a loss for him, but also a loss for the Fu family.

Therefore, the 500 million yuan profit of No. 8 Handicap every month is only the income from his leasing of the land. Zhao Ze is also the scapegoat he found. He also has full control over the business of No. 8 Handicap. Even if the business is exposed at that time, Fu Boting will at most lose a small amount of money, and will not lose everything.

"Dai Ke, I don't want you to mention the business of the No. 8 plate anymore. What is going on inside has nothing to do with you. Don't say anything that makes me angry, otherwise you know the consequences!"

Fu Boting turned and went upstairs, and Dai Ke followed him: "Mr. Fu, I think we need to talk about this matter again!"

The two people's voices disappeared as the door closed. Ji Jing'an squatted on the ground, holding the mobile phone which had never been recorded, wondering what he was thinking.

As soon as they entered the study, their attitudes changed instantly.