Chapter 3

Update time: 2012-11-02

Following Zhou Guisheng's order, Sun Ming immediately cleared his throat and, like a rooster ready to fight, said, "The contract does indeed state that being late once results in the deduction of the day's wages. However, the last clause clearly states that the final interpretation rights belong to the store. Moreover, you have been late too many times. It is reasonable and fair to deduct 100 as punishment. If you think it's too much, you can report us to the labor association. I'll be happy to accompany you!"

After saying this, Sun Ming gave Wang Ke a sinister smile and then looked at Zhou Guisheng, as if asking if what he did was right.

Zhou Guisheng nodded in satisfaction, and Sun Ming immediately put on a look of being overwhelmed with gratitude.

"You—"

Wang Ke was so angry he couldn't even speak. He had never seen someone strip someone to the bone to this extent!

"Oh, right, you reminded me. I haven't deducted your late fee for today yet. Being late once means deducting a day's wages, which is 50. But let me be generous; I won't deduct 100 today, just 50."

As he said this, Zhou Guisheng swiftly took 50 yuan from Wang Ke's hand and put it in his own pocket.

Since Wang Ke was no longer his employee, he didn't need to pretend to be kind. Why shouldn't he deduct the money? He not only had to deduct it but also make Wang Ke suffer so much that he would rather be dead!

He thought he had been quite lenient. Wang Ke had caused him so much trouble, and it was already good that he didn't make him pay for it!

Wang Ke stared blankly at his empty hand, not reacting for a moment.

When he finally reacted, his inner anger instantly reached a peak, ready to burst at any moment!

Today, he finally saw the true face of the legendary "Zhou Bapi"!

He really wanted to punch this guy who devoured people without spitting out the bones, to the point where even his mother wouldn't recognize him!

But he ultimately held back; murder was illegal!

Clenching his fists, he glared coldly at Zhou Guisheng and said with a sneer, "No wonder everyone calls you Zhou Bapi. I finally understand today."

"What did you say? Who is Zhou Bapi?"

Zhou Guisheng, as if a cat whose tail had been stepped on, almost jumped up. He hated it the most when people called him "Zhou Bapi."

"What? Angry? Zhou Bapi?"

Seeing Zhou Bapi's anger, Wang Ke's inner rage diminished somewhat. He looked at the other with a playful expression.

"Say it again, you bastard!"

Zhou Bapi roared at Wang Ke.

"I'll say it again, Zhou! Bapi!"

Wang Ke said each word with a cold sneer, genuinely wanting to see what Zhou Bapi would do.

Come on, hit me, hit me, then I can hit back!

Zhou Bapi felt deeply humiliated, roared, and swung a punch at Wang Ke.

Wang Ke, about to counter, suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but smile sinisterly.

Having worked there for half a year, he knew every corner of the store. Behind him, in the direction Zhou Bapi was charging, was a Qing Dynasty Qianlong porcelain vase worth 100,000 yuan.

What would it feel like for a miser to personally destroy a 100,000 yuan vase and watch it be destroyed by his own hands?

Thinking of this, Wang Ke's smile grew wider. He immediately sidestepped and secretly used his inner energy to push Zhou Bapi in the direction he was moving.

Zhou Bapi, with a punch, rushed towards his beloved vase. Just as he was about to collide with it, he suddenly realized he couldn't control his body.

What's happening?

Zhou Bapi looked in panic at the precious vase in front of him. No matter how he moved, he couldn't change his trajectory. He could only watch in horror as he collided with it.

"Ahh—"

With Zhou Bapi's painful scream, a crisp sound of breaking porcelain echoed throughout the Jubaotang.

"My vase! My vase!"

Zhou Bapi, in pain, looked at his beloved vase and screamed.

100,000 yuan just gone!

100,000 yuan!!!

It's all Wang Ke's fault, all his fault! If he hadn't dodged, how could my 100,000 yuan be gone!

Thinking of this, Zhou Bapi suddenly raised his head and glared viciously at Wang Ke, who looked relaxed. His anger surged, and he roared at Wang Ke:

"Wang Ke, you compensate for the vase! 100,000 yuan!"

Wang Ke felt he had heard the biggest joke in the world and said, "Zhou Bapi, did you hit your head? You broke it, and you want me to compensate? Okay, I, spit!"

"If you hadn't dodged, how could I have broken it? It's all your fault!"

Zhou Bapi had completely lost his mind, his face twisted in a hideous expression.

"Right, it's all your fault. I saw it. You dodged, and the boss hit the vase. You even pushed him on purpose. It's all your fault!"

Sun Ming immediately stepped forward, pointing at Wang Ke with a righteous tone.

Wang Ke, hearing this, glared coldly at Sun Ming and asked, "Which eye did you see me push him?"

He used his inner energy to push, without any visible action. Sun Ming was just trying to frame him, with a sinister heart!

"I... I..."

Sun Ming, intimidated by Wang Ke's gaze, took a few steps back, too scared to speak. That gaze was too terrifying, making him feel as if he had fallen into a hell of ice.

Seeing Sun Ming's cowardice, Wang Ke sneered and turned to Zhou Bapi, saying in a seemingly friendly tone, "Bapi, your logic is so advanced. You hit me, and I'm not allowed to dodge? Dodging is my fault? Why don't you try not dodging when I punch you?"

As he said this, his eyes flashed, and he swung a punch at the nearby locust wood counter.

With an evil smile, he retracted his fist, leaving a huge fist mark on the locust wood counter.

The veins were clear, and it was shocking!

Zhou Bapi and Sun Ming stared dumbfounded at the huge fist mark on the counter, completely stunned.

This is top-quality nanmu!

Just one punch left a fist mark???

Too terrifying!

The two swallowed hard, their eyes full of fear as they looked at Wang Ke. Zhou Bapi's anger had long vanished. Under such a deep and large fist mark, he didn't dare to say another word, let alone demand compensation.

"If you dare not dodge, I'll compensate you 100,000. Come, let's sign it."

Wang Ke smiled sinisterly at Zhou Bapi.

"No! No!"

Zhou Bapi waved his hands in fear.

One punch would cripple him, if not kill him. Even 1,000,000 yuan wouldn't make him dare!

My poor 100,000 yuan!

Zhou Bapi felt a deep pain, as if swallowing a broken tooth with blood. He no longer dared to think about the 100,000 yuan.

Sun Ming was now terrified. He was already afraid of what he had done to Wang Ke. Would he take revenge?

Thinking of the consequences of that punch, he shuddered in fear.

"Will you give me my wages?"

Wang Ke took a step forward, pressing the question. If he didn't show his strength, they would treat him like a soft target!

If he had known this would work, he would have done it long ago.

"This..."

Zhou Bapi's eyes darted around. He had just lost 100,000 yuan and didn't want to lose more.

But if he didn't give...

He subconsciously looked at the fist mark on the counter and shuddered.

Forget it! I'll just consider it a loss to avoid disaster!

Zhou Bapi, with a pained heart, bit his lip and took out 1,500 yuan from the counter, carefully handing it to Wang Ke, afraid that this demon would suddenly lose control.

Wang Ke took the money with a cold smile, feeling a slight relief. If Zhou Bapi didn't give him the money, he would have had to take action, which would have landed him in the police station. Since Zhou Bapi was reasonable, it saved him the trouble.

Taking out six bills, Wang Ke threw them on the counter, saying disdainfully, "I don't owe you anything!"

With that, he turned and walked out the door.

Zhou Bapi, with lingering fear, watched Wang Ke's back and looked at the broken porcelain on the ground, feeling a deep pain. The 600 yuan gave him some comfort.

This kid is really foolish, not even taking the money he earned.

Turning to look at Sun Ming, who was pale with fear, Zhou Bapi's anger flared up, and he roared, "Hurry up and clean it up! See if it can be glued back together!"

Sun Ming, frightened, quickly went to clean up.

Leaving Jubaotang, Wang Ke looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.

Now he was a jobless wanderer, feeling a mix of emotions.

Being jobless isn't bad; at least he could do what he wanted.

Wang Ke consoled himself.

Since he dug out the "Dragon Elephant" from under the locust tree in his hometown at the age of ten, he had developed a strong interest in mysterious things. Over the past twelve years, besides practicing the Dragon Elephant technique, he spent his free time studying the "I Ching." His dream was to become a master of the I Ching, to understand yin and yang, to see through the world, and to transcend life and death.

Although he hadn't understood the "I Ching" yet, he continued to strive in this direction.

However, he was also aware that a hobby could only remain a hobby until it generated economic benefits. So he found a job at an antique shop to support himself and to have the financial foundation to achieve his dream.

But once he started working, his time was no longer under his control. Now, with nothing to do, he could do what he liked.

However, he still needed to solve his food problem first. The Dragon Elephant technique required various rare herbs to be effective, which required a lot of money. So he had to earn money first!

Looking around, Wang Ke's gaze finally fell on the antique stalls.

He was somewhat knowledgeable about antiques. Maybe he could find a good deal, and perhaps he would get lucky and become rich, solving his living problems.

If he could find a magical artifact, that would be even better.

Of course, Wang Ke knew he was daydreaming. Many people hoped to find good deals in antiques, and even more hoped to find magical artifacts. How could it be his turn? But he still smiled and walked towards the nearby antique stall, thinking it would be good practice.

"Little brother, come and look at these antiques. They were just collected from the countryside, absolutely genuine."

A middle-aged stall owner called out to Wang Ke.

Wang Ke couldn't help but sneer. He knew a bit about antiques and the tricks behind them.

Don't believe what antique sellers say. They all claim to have found them in the countryside, but how many antiques are there in the countryside for them to find?

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