Jiang Huihui's Plea: Help My Sister Meet Her Sales Target

Xu Mu had a pretty good understanding of Feng Kang based on the situation.

He was deeply calculating and extremely patient.

If Xu Mu had simply sent the video directly to him, Feng Kang might have chosen to endure it and downplay the matter.

Without alerting anyone else, he could quietly divorce Chen Cai or even secretly get rid of her.

So, Xu Mu wouldn’t take that route.

What he wanted was to find a way to release the video openly and aboveboard.

He wanted every top businessman in Yang City to see the scandal hanging over Feng Kang’s head.

No matter how deep Feng Kang’s schemes were, for the sake of his own reputation, a small matter would escalate, and a big one would explode.

Although the surveillance footage from yesterday didn’t reveal what Feng Kang and Lin Yang were discussing,

it was clear that the two of them had allied against the Xu Family.

In that case, Xu Mu had no worries about retaliation.

He planned to seize this opportunity to make a move during the Feng Family’s anniversary celebration.

...

After having lunch with Meng Wanyue, Xu Mu returned to his office.

He took out his phone again to check the study’s surveillance footage.

He wanted to see what had happened in the study after the previous encounter ended.

From the video, the two hadn’t had any deep conversation afterward; only their dialogue could be heard.

On the screen,

Chen Cai sat in a chair, speaking to Dai Xiao: “Young Master Dai, now that you’re less angry, isn’t it time to help me finish off Xu Mu?”

“You really hate him, huh.”

Dai Xiao smiled.

“The video Xu Mu holds is a forever thorn in my side. As long as he’s alive, I won’t sleep well.”

Chen Cai’s gaze was icy cold.

“Aren’t you afraid that Xu Mu isn’t the only one with incriminating footage? If he dies, Xu Shou might just release it.”

Dai Xiao looked at Chen Cai with a sly smile.

“Right now, others hold the leverage over us. We have to take the initiative! Only then will we stop being threatened.”

Chen Cai clenched her fists. “Xu Mu is blackmailing me with that video, so I’ll have him killed. Do you think Xu Shou would dare gamble after that?”

Dai Xiao gave her a thumbs-up. “Chen Cai, you’re no ordinary person. I like you just the way you are—a ruthless devil who serves me. It makes me feel accomplished.”

...

After watching the video, Xu Mu put his phone down.

He hadn’t expected Chen Cai to be so ruthless.

He even began to feel some sympathy for Feng Yue. If she hadn’t met him, even if she turned dark, it wouldn’t have mattered.

Forget about dealing with the Feng Family or taking everything that belonged to her—

she might not even be able to handle Chen Cai.

Just then, Xu Mu’s phone rang.

He took it out and saw it was Jiang Huihui.

He furrowed his brows slightly before answering, “Huihui, what’s up?”

“I’ve been so busy these past few days, I almost forgot about your matter. Is that female bodyguard of yours still around?”

Jiang Huihui’s voice came through.

“Have her come to the sanitation department and register.”

Xu Mu thought for a moment and smiled, “But we’re not in Yang City.”

“It’s just a little over an hour’s drive. You men take two bathroom breaks, and you’ll be there.”

Jiang Huihui said.

“I have a question, not sure if I should ask.”

Xu Mu suddenly changed the subject.

“Go ahead.”

“Have those hidden martial arts masters from the secret clans all registered?”

Xu Mu asked unexpectedly.

“Most of them have registered,” Jiang Huihui answered truthfully.

“Most of them? You mean there are still people who haven’t registered? Why don’t you go find them instead of fixating on my bodyguard?”

Xu Mu asked, “Or are you afraid of them?”

“Nonsense! Who’s afraid of them?”

Jiang Huihui spat out, “Those unregistered ones are just small fry. Your bodyguard is a whole different level.”

Xu Mu was about to respond when Meng Wanyue pushed the door open and walked in.

Noticing Xu Mu was on the phone, she quietly closed the door behind her.

“Wanyue’s not here. She took leave to go home,” Xu Mu said into the phone.

“Xu Mu!”

Jiang Huihui snapped coldly through the line.

“What? Trying to threaten me?” Xu Mu replied coolly.

“Brother, I’m begging you, please help your sister out and get her to register,” Jiang Huihui’s voice suddenly turned pleading. “If you bring her over, I’ll do whatever you want. Have some mercy, won’t you?”

“?”

Xu Mu was completely baffled. What’s going on here?

“To be honest, besides dealing with those threatening society—ancient martial artists—getting experts to register also earns a lot of points,” Jiang Huihui explained. “Your bodyguard is at least early-stage Gang Qi; that can net you 300 points.”

“What are points good for?”

Xu Mu asked curiously, recalling that the original storyline never mentioned anything like this.

“Do you know why so many ancient martial artists join the Sanitation Department? Points can be exchanged for rare materials and treasures, and they boost your ranking. The higher your rank, the better your monthly rewards,” Jiang Huihui elaborated. “I’m at the Yang City branch. Please, brother, come quickly!”

“I’ll call Wanyue first,” Xu Mu said, then hung up.

At that moment, Meng Wanyue was standing across the desk, having overheard some of Jiang Huihui’s voice.

“Boss Xu, is that the cleaner?”

“Yes, she’s begging me to bring you over to register.”

Xu Mu leaned back in his chair, his expression serious. “Don’t worry, I won’t let you go.”

“Actually, it’s not a big deal if I go,” Meng Wanyue suddenly said. “My current mission is to protect Boss Xu and Sister Ye. I’m not going around killing people like before.”

“Is there any benefit to registering?” Xu Mu asked.

“There is. Once registered, if there’s trouble involving ancient martial artists, I can directly call the Sanitation Department’s hotline to report it,” Meng Wanyue thought for a moment before answering.

“That sounds good. At least if a crisis comes up, we can get help,” Xu Mu pondered for a moment, then said, “Wanyue, let’s head to Yang City.”

Meng Wanyue nodded lightly.

…

This time, the two of them drove Xu Mu’s Cadillac Escalade, which was faster than the Wuling Hongguang they had taken before.

After getting off the highway, they arrived at the branch office’s main gate.

There, they saw Jiang Huihui dressed in a black cleaner’s uniform.

She was sitting on an electric scooter, blowing bubbles while playing on her phone.

“Boss Xu! She actually has two white stripes! That means she’s a mid-level cleaner,” Meng Wanyue’s gaze grew serious as she looked at Jiang Huihui from afar.

No wonder during their last spar, she felt like no match for her.

Xu Mu’s heart was also shaken. He had already thought that Du Yan, the fishing guy, was pretty young and impressive.

I never expected that Jiang Huihui, who was even younger, would be a mid-level cleaner.

Meng Wanyue pulled the car over to the side of the road, and Xu Mu stepped down from the passenger seat.

“Huihui.”

Xu Mu walked over.

Jiang Huihui saw Xu Mu and put down her phone. “Has your bodyguard arrived?”

“Yes.”

Xu Mu scrutinized Jiang Huihui at that moment—her loose cleaning uniform, her spirited and sharp features, and her long hair casually falling about.

It all felt somewhat mismatched, oddly out of place.

“Then come with me.”

Jiang Huihui’s expression remained calm as she hopped onto her electric scooter and sped off into the distance.

“Why the sudden change in attitude?”

Xu Mu smiled. “You’re making things difficult for me. I’m not going.”

Hearing this, Jiang Huihui circled back and rode her scooter up beside Xu Mu.

She whispered, “There are too many people here. I’ll beg you when no one’s around.”

“What’s the use of you begging? I agreed to come this time because you said you’d fulfill any request of mine.”

Xu Mu said lightly, hands in his pockets.