Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

Millennium Labor Export Company.

Inside the boss's office.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lu Mingfei took the black tea from the girl's hand.

The Kassel expedition team's original plan was to have a few days of paid travel after completing their mission, a small perk for the executives.

But after discovering that Norton's urn was broken and that the King of Bronze and Fire had escaped, the entire expedition team was thrown into a panic.

In any era, the resurrection of the Dragon King is a top priority in the world of hybrid races.

Moreover, this time it wasn't just one that revived; besides Norton, Odin, who is suspected to be the Dragon King, also appeared in the Three Gorges Reservoir.

Given the gravity of the matter, Kassel and his team organized the information, confirmed its accuracy, and rushed back to the academy overnight.

Even someone like Zhou Minhao, who is often away on business, hurriedly returned to the Zhou family. Online notifications were definitely not enough for such an important matter; a face-to-face report was necessary.

Lu Mingfei was a bit bored. After visiting the Qu Yuan Temple and paying his respects to the ancients, he drove Lao Zhou's GTR back to his hometown.

Ling arrived a day earlier than him, and after coming to his rescue, she had to rush back to pretend that nothing had happened... Lu Mingfei decided to give his secretary a few days off, whether she wanted to travel or go shopping.

"I'm new here and don't know where to go for fun."

Ling stared intently at Lu Mingfei.

After being stared at by her for two seconds, Lu Mingfei finally understood what the secretary meant.

"Then... shall I show you around?"

Lu Mingfei asked tentatively.

"Um."

He nodded at midnight.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

Accountant Zhou walked in beaming, holding a document in his hand.

Congratulations, employer.

Without saying a word, Accountant Zhou first expressed his congratulations.

"What do you mean by that, sir?"

Accountant Zhou comes from a prestigious family, and his speech is somewhat classical, so much so that when Lu Mingfei talks to him, he can't help but transform into Lu Yiji, speaking in classical Chinese phrases.

"I have some good news to share first, but it's related to the boss."

Accountant Zhou laughed and said:

"A few days ago, we cleared out a batch of IOUs. When Boss Tang was around, there was a company called Shenghong Building Materials that borrowed a bridge loan from Millennium Labor Export."

Unexpectedly, just yesterday, the boss of Shenghong contacted our company, saying he couldn't repay the money, but he owned a house and a burial plot, which he was willing to use to settle the debt.

Accountant Zhou paused for a moment:

"I've already shown it to people. The house is a nice house, and the burial plot is worth several hundred thousand. Even after deducting the principal and interest from the loan, we can still make a profit."

"The owner of Shenghong is quite honest."

Lu Mingfei was puzzled. The company had a lot of bad debts, and he thought the other party would try to renege on this debt.

Lu Mingfei thought of the Yin-Yang house contract he had used yesterday; it must have been that item that worked.

"Given our company's... relevant business, Sheng Hong probably wouldn't dare to default on its debts."

Zhou the accountant provided timely reminders.

Lu Mingfei: "..."

What are you talking about? We are legitimate business people!

Shenghong had a loan from the bank. If it wanted to borrow new money, it had to pay off the old loan. However, the company did not have enough cash on hand, so it borrowed money from Millennium Labor Services to pay off the old debt. Once the new loan was disbursed and it had extra money, it would repay the money to Millennium Labor Services.

This kind of emergency loan, a temporary advance payment, is called bridge financing. It usually has a higher interest rate and a shorter term.

"Where are the properties and cemeteries located?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

He still has a wish to move away from his uncle's house that he hasn't fulfilled yet. If the location is suitable, he can complete this task.

"Real estate in California Sunshine, and Jing'an Cemetery, a newly built upscale cemetery located next to the exit of Highway 10."

Accountant Zhou replied.

When Lu Mingfei returned, he came from Highway 10. Highway 10 is the only elevated highway connecting the local area to other places. However, he did not notice the newly built cemetery nearby.

The name California Sunshine sounded familiar. Lu Mingfei knew it was a well-known upscale villa area in the area, where Liu Miaomiao, the beautiful piano student in his class, lived.

Thinking of the series of wishes displayed on the other person's screen, Lu Mingfei felt a sense of regret, like facing a mountain of gold but being unable to mine it because he didn't have a shovel.

"You have to learn piano..." Lu Mingfei was eagerly anticipating it.

"However, I have come to congratulate my employer not for this matter."

Accountant Zhou abruptly changed the subject, interrupting Lu Mingfei's thoughts.

"How will you teach me, sir?"

"I have three joys."

Accountant Zhou cupped his hands and said solemnly:

"I am overjoyed that my master has emerged from the abyss like a dragon rising from the depths, soaring into the sky."

Erxi, your life of dependence on others has come to an end; from now on, you can be free in the world.

Now that Sanxi's employer has established a firm foothold, from this day forward, no one in this world can withhold a meal, a piece of clothing, or a pair of shoes from you.

These three sentences seem to be about houses, but they also seem to be about something else.

Lu Mingfei was taken aback upon hearing this, then suddenly laughed:

"So the gentleman was giving me some pointers."

Lu Mingfei wasn't really stupid; of course, he understood the hidden meaning in Zhou the accountant's words.

Those around him were well aware of the messy things that happened in his family.

Mr. Zhou was advising them that it was time to settle accounts with their uncle and aunt.

As an elder from a large family, Zhou the accountant's style of giving advice was quite tactful.

When he makes suggestions, he does what ancient ministers in Chinese textbooks do when facing their monarchs: he doesn't speak directly, but first uses a few metaphors before expressing his thoughts.

Later, at Lu Mingfei's insistence, the situation changed somewhat, and they became a little more direct.

"Your subordinate dares not."

Accountant Zhou apologized, his eyes bright:

"I've spent half my life calculating, but I know one thing: clear accounts lead to a clear mind, and a clear mind leads to a clear path."

Just like the former boss of Millennium Labor Services, who accumulated so many bad debts, locking them all up in his office, seemingly solving the problem once and for all, but in reality, it just created a knot in his heart.

Accountant Zhou is worldly-wise. Although he is old, he is very accurate in judging people and things, and his analysis of matters is absolutely correct.

"Please rest assured, sir. If one cannot even cure a disease in one's own home, how can one govern the nation and its people? I understand the principles behind this."

Lu Mingfei bowed solemnly:

"It's just that you'll have to do some work when settling the accounts."

"Those who occupy a position must serve their master; those who receive a salary must be loyal to the utmost."

Accountant Zhou said loudly:

"Your subordinate is willing to share your burdens, sir."

Since obtaining the wish-granting machine, Lu Mingfei has been working non-stop, hardly having a moment to spare.

Today, Lu Mingfei is no longer that helpless and destitute kid.

Along the way, he has received help from some people and has been willing to stand by his side. As a leader, he should act like one.

Zhou the accountant is right. Lu Mingfei actually has two sets of accounts to keep: one for the company and one for his family.

Now that the company is on the right track, it's time to sort out another set of accounts.