Being a subordinate is fine, but being a mistress is not!

Yang Jian stated a number.

This number seemed massive to him. Although he had inherited his grandfather's estate and owned a storefront shop, the shop wasn't large—only about forty square meters.

It was also located in the Old City District. In this era of plummeting real estate prices, even if he sold it, it would only be worth a few million.

In comparison, he still had a gap of over ten million.

Especially since after selling the shop, he would still need to take out more than half of the proceeds to pay back Sister Cheng and the others.

That made it even more insufficient.

“Twenty million?” Zhou Cheng repeated Yang Jian's words.

To an ordinary person, this number was indeed astronomical, but to Zhou Cheng, it was nothing.

“Yes. Do you think it's too much? This is the price of using this ability. I cannot treat wealthy strangers, yet I need to spend a massive amount of money to recover,” Yang Jian said with a bitter smile.

To him, this ability was a white elephant!

“Actually, there is another way that doesn't require so much money. That is to spend five hundred thousand to send all the illnesses on my body back where they came from.”

Before Zhou Cheng could speak, Yang Jian added more.

This caused Zhou Cheng's eyes to light up slightly; he preferred this final, less expensive method.

However, looking at Yang Jian's current state, he knew the man definitely wouldn't use that second option.

“Police Officer Brother, I know you really want to help me, but this sum of money is indeed too much. I appreciate the sentiment, so just let me live out my last few days on my own.”

Yang Jian spoke softly, sounding weak and listless; every sentence was a struggle to utter.

If not for his special ability—which meant that even if he was riddled with disease, he would only feel weak rather than in pain—he probably would have died from the agony long ago.

“The Pharmaceutical Company that Sister Cheng and the others are in contact with should be the same one that came to my door wanting to buy my prescription before. I ignored them the whole time, but I didn't expect them to use such methods to force me...” Yang Jian brought the conversation back to the case.

“Since you now know Sister Cheng and the others' goal, and that they didn't hesitate to use such means to coerce you for money, why do you still care about them? Just sell the shop and use the second method!” Zhou Cheng said.

But Yang Jian shook his head.

“Who wouldn't be tempted in the face of money? They used to be very good to me, so consider this my repayment to them. From now on, no one owes anyone anything!”

“I think if you were me, you certainly wouldn't use the second method either.”

Yang Jian was again guessing what Zhou Cheng would do if he were in his situation.

He still felt that Zhou Cheng was a man of honor and loyalty, so he definitely wouldn't resort to the second method.

“Heh.” The corners of Zhou Cheng's mouth curled up slightly.

“If I were you, I certainly wouldn't use the second method,” Zhou Cheng said.

This made Yang Jian feel satisfied. He had guessed wrong before, but hearing Zhou Cheng's answer now, he felt that Zhou Cheng really was a very good person.

“Because I wouldn't have treated them at all. Their illnesses would never have transferred to my body, so why would I need a second method?” Zhou Cheng said casually.

There wasn't a trace of emotion in Zhou Cheng's words.

His tone was so flat it made Yang Jian feel afraid.

It wasn't that Zhou Cheng was heartless, but rather—on what basis?

They were just a Group of neighbors; he had no obligation to sacrifice himself to save them.

Especially now, after seeing through their true colors, it made Zhou Cheng realize that no one could be absolutely trusted!

In the face of money and interests, any affection becomes hypocritical!

Listening to Zhou Cheng's words, Yang Jian was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.

“I can give you the twenty million, but my money isn't given for nothing.”

“I need you to work for me in the future and use this ability whenever I need you to.”

“Don't worry, I have plenty of money. I won't let you be without the funds to recover after using the ability.”

Zhou Cheng spoke quickly. After helping Yang Jian clear his name, the man would be one hundred percent loyal to him.

In other words, his ability could be used for Zhou Cheng later.

Thus, recruiting Yang Jian was equivalent to having a top-tier healer. No matter what injuries he sustained in the future, he could seek treatment from Yang Jian.

His ability, combined with one hundred percent loyalty and Zhou Cheng's trillion-dollar Group!

It was practically like having infinite health packs; as long as he didn't die, he could recover quickly!

Such a combination would be invincible in this increasingly chaotic world.

At the same time, he could utilize Yang Jian's ability to sense various cancer cells and diseases to build a powerful medical team and develop drugs to treat cancer and other illnesses.

For Chenyang Group, this was another path to becoming bigger and stronger.

He would form a team first, then follow Star Technology's model to create a Medical Company. He would hold eighty percent of the equity, while Chenyang Group would invest ten billion for a twenty percent stake.

Listening to Zhou Cheng, Yang Jian's eyes once again showed a look of shock.

Twenty million... he never imagined this young Police Officer Brother could actually produce twenty million for him.

“You don't need to be too surprised. My name is Zhou Cheng. If you browse your phone often, you should have seen me before,” Zhou Cheng said nonchalantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jian remembered instantly.

“You are that Second Young Master from Chenyang Group who serves as a policeman? It makes sense; just standing there, you exude an air of nobility. I should have realized it was you long ago.” Yang Jian was incredibly shocked.

When he had nothing to do, he often scrolled through Douyin. Back then, seeing Zhou Cheng's handsome and domineering appearance, he often fantasized about how great it would be if he were Zhou Cheng.

“But, this ability of mine only works on people I trust one hundred percent. Even if you help me with twenty million, my ability might not be able to help you...”

Yang Jian looked hesitant. He knew twenty million was a small sum to Zhou Cheng, and with Zhou Cheng's help, he definitely wouldn't die.

But at this moment, what he thought about more was whether he could provide a return to Zhou Cheng. If he couldn't...

He felt he had no reason to spend so much of Zhou Cheng's money.

This was perhaps the inner thought of a truly pure and kind person; they always worry about being a burden to others and always worry about taking things from others when they have nothing to give in return.

“Is there any need to worry about that? I'm putting up twenty million to pull you back from the gates of hell; are you telling me you still won't trust me one hundred percent?”

“Besides, even if today is only our first meeting, what does that matter? Feelings can be nurtured. I'm not asking you to use this ability to save me right this second.” Zhou Cheng's lips curled slightly as he stared straight at Yang Jian.

These words sounded very logical to Yang Jian.

But looking at Zhou Cheng's gaze, he only felt his nether regions tighten.

What does he mean by 'feelings can be nurtured'?

Being a lackey is fine, but being a Mistress is not!

“How should I give you the money? Cash or transfer?” Zhou Cheng ignored Yang Jian's expression and asked directly about the payment.

“A transfer is fine,” Yang Jian replied.

He then fumbled for his phone, found his card number, added Zhou Cheng on super message, and sent the card number to him.

Zhou Cheng didn't dally either, sending the card number directly to Uncle Chen and telling him to transfer twenty-five million to this card.

The extra five million was for Yang Jian to get his life in order and be ready to serve as his healing health pack at any time!