City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 105 - 105 105 Dare Not Ask for More

105: Chapter 105: Dare Not Ask for More 105: Chapter 105: Dare Not Ask for More The hoodlums here under Cai Yong were especially impressed by Ye Qiu’s performance in the billiards room that time, and what was even more unforgettable was a few days ago in the arcade.

When Ye Qiu taught those hoodlums a lesson, he threw them straight down from the second floor.

Now that Ye Qiu had just arrived on his bike, parking his motorcycle at the entrance, the youngsters hanging out at the doorway spotted him.

“Boss Ye.”

“Brother Qiu!”

“Brother Qiu, you’ve come.”

…

When they saw Ye Qiu, these youngsters greeted him one after the other.

Because Cai Yong had already said, Ye Qiu is now his boss.

Naturally, Ye Qiu was now their big boss.

As Ye Qiu entered, he saw many people playing pool, including youthful outsiders as well as the local hoodlums.

When they saw Ye Qiu coming over, the hoodlums stopped in their tracks, and so did Cai Yong, who was playing pool.

Upon seeing Ye Qiu, Cai Yong felt a deep-seated fear and apprehension towards him coming from within.

“Qiu, Brother Qiu, you’ve arrived.”

Seeing Ye Qiu, Cai Yong thought something unpleasant was about to happen.

“Let’s play a couple of rounds first,”

said Ye Qiu.

Last time, Cai Yong and Ye Qiu had bet on several snooker games, and in the end, Cai Yong lost all of them.

Now playing against Ye Qiu again, Cai Yong still had no chance of winning.

On the contrary, Ye Qiu’s cue skills had become even more proficient; Cai Yong and the other lads didn’t know how Ye Qiu had learned to play like that.

After playing two games, even with Ye Qiu going easy on him, Cai Yong still stood no chance of winning.

“Brother Qiu, I’m simply no match for you.

I’m only fit to play alongside you,”

said Cai Yong.

He could join in with Ye Qiu’s game, but to actually compete against Ye Qiu—he was really no match for him.

Ye Qiu smiled and said, “Have a dozen of your lads drive over to my place; I’ve got a little gift for you.”

He didn’t stay any longer.

As he came out and mounted his electric motorcycle, Cai Yong and the other hoodlums were still feeling bewildered.

But still, they drove after Ye Qiu towards the congee and noodle shop.

By now, the congee and noodle shop had been mostly cleared out, yet the dozen or so motorcycles were still there.

Ye Qiu parked his electric motorcycle and then watched as Cai Yong and his followers who had come along also dismounted.

“Take these motorcycles back with you.”

Ye Qiu instructed.

Upon seeing the dozen or so motorcycles, Cai Yong initially didn’t know how Ye Qiu had acquired them, but after noticing the markings on the bikes, he realized they belonged to some local hoodlums from a group known as the Racing Gang.

To his surprise, these motorcycles were now in Ye Qiu’s possession.

Most of these motorcycles had been modified.

On the surface, they didn’t look valuable, but in reality, each one was worth four to five thousand, or even five to six thousand.

“Brother Qiu, these are some quality bikes.

How did they end up with you?”

asked Cai Yong curiously.

“Those hoodlums brought them to me themselves.”

Cai Yong naturally didn’t believe it.

Now Ye Qiu was letting them take all the bikes, and Cai Yong was naturally overjoyed.

He hurriedly instructed the dozen or so lads who had gotten off the vehicles to take the motorcycles away.

He had been in need of a batch of motorcycles and hadn’t expected Ye Qiu to give them to them so quickly.

Cai Yong wanted to ask more about what had happened, but Ye Qiu insisted he take the youngsters and leave first.

Because Ye Qiu knew that his parents and older sister didn’t like those street thugs, whether the ones from earlier or the ones now.

After Cai Yong and his underlings quickly drove the motorcycles away, Ye Weidong asked, “Who were those people just now?”

“Buyers.”

Ye Qiu said.

Ye Weidong had thought they were some other kind of people, but upon hearing they were there to buy the bikes, he didn’t say anything more.

The congee and noodle shop was still in one piece, but the outside barbecue stalls were almost completely destroyed; the tables, chairs, bowls, dishes, and even the grills were all ruined.

Ye Weidong felt that they definitely needed to rest well.

“Close shop, let’s go back and sleep.”

It was already past eleven at night.

If it had been before, there would still be plenty of customers coming for the rice noodles and such.

But after the fight just now, nobody dared to come over.

Ye Qiu and Ye Xue headed back to the old residential complex, with Ye Weidong and Chen Fang following behind.

“Sister, from now on you should sleep at least eight hours every day.”

“How can I sleep that long?”

“Because I’ve spoken to Dad and asked him to close down the congee and noodle shop.”

Upon hearing what Ye Qiu had said, Ye Weidong had already begun to consider it, and after the recent trouble with the local hooligans, he was even more inclined to the idea; he wanted to transfer or shut down the congee and noodle shop and follow Ye Qiu’s plan to open an Imperial Cuisine Restaurant.

“Really?

Then what will I do?”

If they didn’t run the congee and noodle shop, Ye Xue didn’t know what to do, since her education was too low.

Although she was industrious, at most, she could only do hard labor with little freedom.

“I’ve already arranged it, you’ll handle the finances and accounting.”

Simple bookkeeping Ye Xue could definitely do, but the more advanced aspects might require some study.

“Finances and accounting?

Sister, I haven’t even finished high school; I don’t know how to do that.”

Ye Qiu knew she would respond that way.

“Then I’ll buy you some books to study, you can ask me if there is anything you don’t understand.

Besides, I’ll send you to a financial accounting class for training.

It shouldn’t take too long for you to fully grasp the basic financial accounting knowledge.”

“How much money will I be managing?”

“To begin with, there should be several million, and it will be more later on.”

Hearing it was several million, Ye Xue was already somewhat astonished.

Although she dealt with the accounts at the congee and noodle shop, the daily ins and outs amounted to at most a few hundred, maybe a thousand—I was hardly anything significant.

If she was to manage several million, she felt she might not really be able to handle it.

“I might not be capable.”

Ye Xue already appeared to lack confidence.

“Take it slowly, I’ll start by buying you books.”

Although Ye Qiu had plans to open the Imperial Cuisine Restaurant, at the moment, even the location for the restaurant hadn’t been found, so naturally, the other aspects couldn’t proceed so quickly.

Ye Weidong had also discussed this with Chen Fang, who was somewhat surprised, but she didn’t say anything because she trusted Ye Qiu’s judgement, and she believed in her husband.

Ye Weidong’s decision to shut down the congee and noodle shop was something she agreed with.

Upon returning upstairs, Ye Qiu went to take a shower first, then returned to his own room to continue cultivating the “Primordial Five Emperors Technique” on the rush mat.

That night, Ye Xue, lying in bed, was tossing and turning.

It wasn’t just because she was truly tired after a day’s work, but also because she thought about what Ye Qiu had said to her.

If she didn’t have to continue working at the congee and noodle shop, and could sleep for more than eight hours a day, doing financial accounting work, wouldn’t that be similar to those high-level white-collar jobs?

This had always been her dream, especially after Ye Qiu had healed her right leg, she’d wanted it even more.

But now, she felt that fortune was favoring her more and more, and she was already very content, afraid to hope for anything more, fearing that everything she had now might disappear.