Using the Fearless Alliance’s money to build her own power was a feeling that was difficult to describe.
Old Jiang chuckled eerily. “Master, I’m good at that. Nothing is a problem as long as we have money… However, whose name should we use to recruit people? The Fearless Alliance’s?”
Ye Wanwan involuntarily got lost in thought. No way could she use the Fearless Alliance’s name to recruit people. If she used the Fearless Alliance’s name, what would that have to do with her? What she needed was a power that solely belonged to her and was completely unrelated to the Fearless Alliance!
A moment later, Ye Wanwan’s eyes glinted as she said, “Use the Rose of Death’s name…”
…
After Ye Wanwan finished discussing the details with Old Jiang, Liuying, and the others, she led them to the finance department to withdraw all the money the Martial Arts Union sent to them that day.
Ye Wanwan returned to her office afterward.
Inside the office, Big Dipper was dressed in a worker’s clothes with an orange cap on his head as he sat in Ye Wanwan’s office chair. He had one leg propped above his other knee as he chewed on an apple that Ye Wanwan bought for her office while humming a tune that Ye Wanwan couldn’t figure out.
“Is my chair comfortable?” Ye Wanwan asked Big Dipper after entering the office.
Big Dipper stood up from the chair as soon as he saw Ye Wanwan, an embarrassed smile covering his face.
“The door’s installed?” Ye Wanwan asked him.
Big Dipper nodded frantically. “It’s installed… Sis Feng… what the heck is going on? When I went to install the door this morning… Piece of Sh*t actually appeared.”
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