Genius Agent

Chapter 137 I didn't care

"Doggy, where is everyone?"

After being busy for a while, Noodles finally had time to come over and entertain his friend, but after looking around, Dog was nowhere to be seen.

The rickshaw outside was gone, and Noodles immediately realized that the dog had left and hadn't stayed for dinner.

"Shopkeeper, the rickshaw puller just now gave a silver dollar as a congratulatory gift."

A man in charge of traditional Chinese medicine at the pharmacy said that he was registering everyone's congratulatory gifts at the store today.

Everyone else's congratulatory gifts were wrapped in red paper, but the coachman simply took out a silver dollar.

Moreover, the driver gave the least gift, while the others gave at least a few silver dollars. Captain Wu even gave a generous gift of twenty silver dollars, along with other items.

"One silver dollar?"

Noodles looked at the silver dollar on the table, reached out and picked it up; the dollar still had a little bit of residual warmth.

Noodles knows best what this dollar means to the dog.

Unlike him, who was all alone, Gouzi was under considerable pressure to take out this large sum of money.

"Congratulations, Manager Chen!"

The noodle maker quickly regained his composure and continued serving the guests. He didn't have time to think about the dog, but something suddenly dawned on him.

He met a benefactor in his life, and his life is now completely different from the past.

He may not have become a superior person, but at least he is no longer at the bottom of society. Just look at today's guests and their attitudes to understand.

The noodles that were once something to look up to, and those who wouldn't even give them a second glance, are now greeting him politely.

All of this was given to him by Mr. Su.

Without Su Yuncheng, there would be no him today; his life will belong to Mr. Su from now on.

At this moment, Su Yuncheng was with Fu Jiu, and Fu Jiu's attitude towards Su Yuncheng had changed significantly.

Human hearts are made of flesh and blood. Su Yuncheng sent someone to teach him to read this month, gave him money, and cared about his life. It would be a lie to say that Fu Jiu was not grateful.

He wasn't the kind of person who could take these things for granted; he understood that he had to do something for Su Yuncheng.

"Your status is different from theirs; you're not suitable to work in the police station."

Fu Jiu took the initiative to ask Su Yuncheng if he could work in the police station, because he didn't want to be idle like this forever.

Su Yuncheng refused. Fu Jiu was not like Chen Ming and You Tiao; they all had innocent backgrounds.

Fu Jiu is a deserter from the Kuomintang. No matter how good his relationship with Dilang is, Dilang would never want someone like that.

"Please find me some work, sir. My injuries have fully healed, and I will earn money to repay you for the expenses you've covered for me these past few days."

Fu Jiu said softly that he wanted to join the police station because he was a good shot and was good at fighting.

Now he knows quite a few words and is able to do some jobs.

"Go to the pharmacy and follow the noodle shop first. He can continue teaching you to read."

After thinking for a moment, Su Yuncheng said casually, while Fu Jiu clasped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, sir."

This thank you was heartfelt.

These days he has been learning to read from Chen Ming, and the two have become very familiar with each other. He has also learned more about Su Yuncheng from Chen Ming.

Mr. Su is the editor-in-chief of a newspaper, a cultured man, and has a very kind heart.

Chen Ming used to be just a shoeshine boy. After meeting Su Yuncheng, he not only learned to read from Su Yuncheng for free, but Su Yuncheng also took the initiative to arrange for him to work in the police station.

Being able to enter the police station was an incredible stroke of luck for Chen Ming, and he was very grateful.

Chen Ming frankly admitted that his life belonged to Su Yuncheng, and he would do whatever the master told him to do.

Fu Jiu knew about noodles and had even seen noodles once.

Before becoming a noodle maker, he was a rickshaw puller. He first met Su Yuncheng, and it was through Su Yuncheng that his fate was changed.

What touched Fu Jiu the most was not that Su Yuncheng helped them, but that Su Yuncheng never cared about their lowly status from the beginning, but always did what was best for them.

Fu Jiu had to admit that Su Yuncheng did a better job than Jiang Mushan.

"I will protect the pharmacy and will not allow it to suffer any losses."

Fu Jiu added that although he knew some characters, he was no match for cultured people.

He has plenty of strength and some martial arts skills.

If given a gun, he is confident he can protect the pharmacy.

"You'll be fine at the pharmacy. Your main job there is to continue learning to read. They'll teach you how to make noodles. But your salary will be lower; it'll be ten dollars a month for now."

Su Yuncheng smiled and shook his head. No one from either the legitimate or criminal world would provoke his pharmacy. Anyone who dared to attack the pharmacy would suffer a terrible fate.

In terms of safety, Su Yuncheng really had nothing to worry about.

"So I'll just learn to read?"

Fu Jiu was stunned. He was already very grateful to Chen Ming for teaching him so much. He didn't expect Su Yuncheng to send him to the pharmacy so that he could continue learning to read.

This isn't about giving him a job; it's about giving him money so he can learn to read and write.

Even among family members, few could do that, right?

"Thank you, sir. Please feel free to ask me for anything in the future."

Fu Jiu said again that apart from Jiang Mushan, Su Yuncheng was the best person to him, but he really didn't know where Jiang Mushan hid the money.

He had already told Su Yuncheng about the situation before. Besides Jiang Mushan exchanging the money for gold bars, Jiang Mushan had also gone out alone and bought an iron pickaxe.

Jiang Mushan may have buried the gold bars, but he doesn't know exactly where.

They don't even know the general area.

"Study hard. There's nothing for you to do now. We'll talk about it later."

Su Yuncheng shook his head. This was the truth. Fu Jiuren was a good person, and his loyalty was the most valuable quality.

Even though Jiang Mushan has been dead for so long, Fu Jiu still wants to avenge him.

The Special Service Department was far more powerful than Fu Jiu had imagined. Su Yuncheng wouldn't let him take any risks and had strictly instructed him not to get close to the Special Service Department.

If Fu Jiu outwardly agrees but secretly intends to go, it won't escape Su Yuncheng's notice.

Su Yuncheng will stop him then.

The pharmacy just opened, and the noodle shop has been busy all day.

Today is the first day, but business is very good. We sold several tens of dollars in one day.

However, 70% of them are traditional Chinese medicine, and traditional Chinese medicine still sells the best.

Noodles didn't understand why Su Yuncheng gave so much space to Western medicine. The pharmacy was divided in two, with Western medicine and Chinese medicine each occupying half.

However, the variety of Chinese medicines far exceeds that of Western medicines. The Western medicine section appears quite empty, while the Chinese medicine section is overflowing.

Fortunately, the store is big enough, and there is enough space for the Chinese medicine.

After settling the accounts that evening, Noodles felt a little melancholy.

Today's turnover is over thirty yuan, which sounds pretty good, but their store has a lot of employees and their salaries are all very high.

He received the highest amount, thirty silver dollars, while the others received the lowest, fifteen silver dollars.

The salary alone is close to two hundred dollars a month.

Including rent, electricity, and other expenses, it costs about 500 yuan per month.

With a turnover of over thirty silver dollars, their profit was only ten silver dollars. In other words, if they continued to sell at this rate, they would lose two hundred silver dollars every month.

How can a business survive if it doesn't make money?

Mr. Su trusts him so much, so he has to improve the store's performance, at least not lose money in the early stages, and then think about how to make money later.