Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 34 - 31 Decency_1

However, according to the butler’s words, evolution definitely wouldn’t last such a short time.

Does that mean that subsequent stages of evolution wouldn’t involve any noticeable pain?

While pondering where the next stage of evolution might take place, Feng Yi received a new message alert. It was from Lu Yue.

Without seeing that name, Feng Yi might have almost forgotten about him. He hadn’t followed up on the incident with Lu Yue’s fake leather bag and counterfeit watch and had lost touch with him afterward.

This time, Lu Yue contacted him to invite him for a meal and chat, aiming to deepen their alumni relationship.

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Feng Yi accepted. He also guessed that behind this thank-you, there surely must be something else.

Tea at two-thirty in the afternoon followed by “a chat,” extending the conversation until it was time for dinner around five or six. Considering Lu Yue’s busy schedule, how significant the matter had to be to free up such a long period?

But then Feng Yi thought it could also be an opportunity—perhaps a major deal was on the horizon!

In the afternoon, Feng Yi arrived punctually at the tea house Lu Yue had mentioned. Compared to Wu Ji’s down-to-earth, everyday shop, this one boasted understated luxury.

After giving Lu Yue’s name, Feng Yi was led to a private tearoom where Lu Yue was already waiting.

“The afternoon tea here is quite nice. There’s a… a certain famous celebrity who came here for afternoon tea and even showed it off on social media,” Lu Yue said with a smile.

He had researched Feng Yi’s past and knew that Feng Yi had once planned to enter the entertainment industry, so he wanted to give an example that would resonate with Feng Yi. However, after starting his sentence, he couldn’t remember the celebrity’s name; he barely followed the entertainment industry himself, and with many unfamiliar newcomers, he couldn’t match names to faces unless he was looking for brand ambassadors. Besides that, he wouldn’t bother to remember.

But that didn’t matter!

Choosing this place was for two reasons: first, the taste here was acceptable, and the establishment’s quality suited everyone from men and women to the elderly and children. Second, and most importantly, the place offered good privacy, conducive for discussing matters. Even their menus were handmade, not the trendy electronic versions.

For discussing matters, the fewer electronic devices, the better he felt.

As for the afternoon tea…

He seldom had the luxury of time for leisurely afternoon tea unless it was work-related.

He handed Feng Yi an exquisitely crafted menu: “Don’t be shy with your order!”

Feng Yi was anything but shy, placing his order from the menu. Lately, he had used his poison a bit too often in his efforts to gain control over his poison glands and felt quite hungry. The substantial meal eaten at noon had already left his stomach empty.

Lu Yue glanced at the menu and saw that Feng Yi had ordered plenty, but his expression remained unchanged; whatever he thought internally, he kept up appearances. As for his own order, he chose milder teas and snacks.

There’s a saying, “Sweet with green, sour with red, sunflower seeds with Oolong tea,” suggesting meticulous pairing of teas and snacks at the tea table. Different teas complement certain pastries, and this establishment’s good reputation among elites was not accidental.

Feng Yi, smelling the tea fragrance and eyeing the snacks, felt a strong appetite. Of course, these days, he was always quite hungry.

Because they needed to discuss business and didn’t want to be disturbed, Lu Yue signaled for the tea-master to leave.

With that, there were just the two of them in the teahouse, a lot of pastries laid out on the table in front of Feng Yi, and in front of Lu Yue, a pot of green tea with a plate of unique and elegantly simple pastries.

Feng Yi glanced at Lu Yue.

Feeling oddly scrutinized by Feng Yi’s look, Lu Yue laughed and explained, “I’ve been feeling a bit ‘heaty’ recently, so I’m eating lightly.”

“…Uh-huh,” Feng Yi lowered his head, thinking: You call that light? You had beef vermicelli for lunch.

Although Lu Yue was very cautious about masking his scent and had even sprayed on some cologne, he couldn’t fool Feng Yi’s nose.

The person who had just had beef vermicelli and spicy blood curd this afternoon was now saying, “I’ve been feeling ‘heaty’ recently, so I’m eating lightly”?

Fine, light it is.

We are all dignified people here, no one is going to expose him to his face.

Lu Yue, unaware that his cover was blown, still wore a business-elite style genial smile. He took a sip of tea and said, “I haven’t heard from you lately, what have you been up to? If there’s anything you need help with, just say the word! Brother Lu has some clout in certain circles.”

“I’ve taken on a part-time job recently,” Feng Yi said.

“What kind of part-time job?” Lu Yue perked up, straightening himself. He was thinking, if Feng Yi needed help, he would lend a hand, repay a past favor, and also segue into the day’s main topic.

“Catching mice.”

“…”

A smile froze on Lu Yue’s face. This was a leap in keywords that was well beyond his professional capabilities.

But Lu Yue quickly resumed a friendly smile, “Indeed, extermination companies are on the rise, with a large market demand, quite profitable.”

But that bit of profit was not something that Lu Yue cared for, nor did he find it dignified enough.

Feng Yi, thinking of the payment he received the other day, nodded, “Indeed. Ten thousand per mouse.”

The hand that held Lu Yue’s teacup trembled, and the smile on his face almost collapsed.

Ten thousand per mouse?

Are the mice you’re catching made of gold or what!

During a rodent infestation, Lu Yue’s company also hired a professional top-notch extermination team, and although pricey, it was nowhere near ten thousand per mouse!

“How many people are in your team?” Lu Yue asked. If the team was large, each person’s share wouldn’t amount to much.

“Just me. I take jobs as they come, it’s quite flexible.”

“Oh, hehe, I didn’t realize you had such a skill. I’d love to see it in action sometime,” Lu Yue forced a laugh, intending to steer the conversation to the main business of the day.

Feng Yi picked up his chopsticks, “I can give a demonstration. Brother Lu, look, there’s a piece of sweet osmanthus cake on this dish.”

“There’s no need to rush, let’s first talk about…” Lu Yue opened his mouth to get to the main issue.

With a swift movement of Feng Yi’s hand, the piece of sweet osmanthus cake on the dish seemed to teleport, appearing on his chopsticks.

Lu Yue: “…”

After Feng Yi stuffed the osmanthus cake into his mouth and finished eating, he saw Lu Yue still staring at him.

“Brother Lu, what were you saying just now?”

“…Let’s first talk about this ten thousand per mouse thing!”