I Can Grant Origin Powers To Anything

"Why aren't you going down yet?"

Seeing that Wang Dalong didn't go down immediately, Liu Zhiyuan asked.

Wang Dalong replied with difficulty, "The thing is, regarding the previous compensation issue, Pavilion Master, you said you'd find them a street in the living area for use... but the problem is, there are no available streets in the living area anymore."

"None left?"

"Yes, in the past decade, our Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion has developed rapidly, especially with the influx of a large number of students' families, the storefronts have long been saturated... now there are only two options left."

"Which two?"

"First, open a street for them in the resource area."

"No way, the resource area sells elixirs and spiritual elixirs for cultivation. Placing a few snack shops there? What kind of sense does that make?"

"Then we'll have to open a street in the dormitory area for them to use. There's still plenty of space in the dormitory area, and with a little modification, it can be put into use."

"But if it's in the dormitory area, there's no guarantee that these students won't come out to play and hang out at night..."

Liu Zhiyuan said with difficulty, "The reason the First Generation Pavilion Master arranged the living area the farthest from the dormitory area was to prevent them from wandering at night, but if so..."

"In my opinion, we can stipulate their business direction, prohibiting any entertainment business aside from clothing, food, housing, and transportation, and that should suffice."

"Alright, let's do it that way."

Wang Dalong asked, "About the rent waiver, the leased ones can have a year's rent waived, but as far as I know, some people actually purchased those destroyed storefronts. How do we compensate them?"

"Well..."

Liu Zhiyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Simple. If they plan to buy a storefront in the future, they can get a 20% discount, and this promise is permanently valid..."

"Pavilion Master, you're wise."

Wang Dalong instantly understood Liu Zhiyuan's intentions. The storefronts at Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion are actually extremely expensive. It generally costs the whole family's savings to buy one, and most still require a huge loan.

This 20% discount is indeed compensation, but whether they can afford it or not is another matter.

"By the way, the one who was pointing at my nose and said he would sue me before... that's Xu Lingjun's elder, right?"

Liu Zhiyuan said, "Find him and tell him I'm giving him a priority purchasing right and a priority selection right. Not only can he get a 20% discount, but he can also have the priority right, and I can take another step and give him a 30% discount as compensation..."

Xu Lingjun, does he not understand?

Since his parents passed away, he's been working and studying, and although he doesn't live in poverty, he isn't wealthy either.

His neighbor uncle doesn't have much money. Saying a few nice words counts as an apology, I'm very sincere, but if you can't handle it, that's your problem.

Besides, an entire street, letting you choose the location first is already a huge apology.

Yes, yes, both in form and substance.

Perfect!

"Yes."

Wang Dalong nodded.

Zhou Qingwan, the Pavilion Master of West Origin Martial Mansion, raised her eyebrows in confusion, seeming to want to say something. After all, she had heard Sun Lingli mention some things, but remembering that this is the territory of Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion, and the matter being dealt with internally, even being able to listen in is a huge face given by Liu Zhiyuan.

She shouldn't speak out of turn.

So, she remained silent.

Thus, the next early morning.

When Wang Tiancheng walked out of the room sniffing his runny nose, he saw Zong Xiaoping and Guo Zheng sleeping soundly, tightly squeezed together.

As for Xu Lingjun, he was fine, although feeling a bit chilly, the Vibranium Armor insulated from cold and heat, so it didn't matter at all.

"Strange, the heater's gone off, could it have been wrecked by those two old guys yesterday?"

Wang Tiancheng rubbed his nose and made a remark, then his phone rang.

He answered the call, eyes lit up, and responded a few times.

After a while, he hung up the phone.

He looked at Xu Lingjun and said with a smile, "Xiaojun, your Martial Tao talent is indeed impressive, but when it comes to business, your Father Wang is more skilled. Someone from Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion just called me to buy air conditioners. He asked how many I had, and I said, 'however many you want, I've got them.' He immediately said he'd buy them at market price, start by purchasing 30,000 units, and if the speed is fast enough, they'll purchase more in bulk later on!"

He scratched his head in a bit of confusion, saying, "My air conditioner store hasn't even opened yet, and I've already made tens of millions? The business at Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion is too easy to do!"

"The heater was destroyed."

Li Jingjun, holding a tablet, pushed the door open and came in. Since Wang Qingya came for a few days inviting her to Xu Lingjun's house as a guest... over time, she seemed to enjoy that lively atmosphere. So unlike before when she wouldn't come over without a reason, now occasionally she does drop by without reason.

Then seeing Zong Xiaoping and Guo Zheng huddled together on the couch, she naturally shifted her gaze, saying, "The aftermath of yesterday's fight caused too much damage, breaking the heater, and it looks like the entire Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion will need to install air conditioners to replace it, conservatively estimating 100,000 units. Saying 30,000 from the start was likely just to test your follow-up production capacity, Uncle."

Wang Tiancheng laughed heartily, "Hahaha, the Dynasty Corporation won't let them down."

Xu Lingjun hurriedly took the tablet, and sure enough, the homepage already had a notification.

He said, "Father Wang, the compensation plan is out."

"Compensation... I have to see how they plan to compensate me..."

Wang Tiancheng took the tablet, glanced over it briefly, his eyes glittering with excitement, "20% off on shop purchases?"

Before he could say anything else, the phone rang again.

He answered, saying, "Hello... ah... what do you mean it's me again, it was you looking for me, right? Yes, that's right, I am Xu Lingjun's father Wang Tiancheng, just call me Old Wang, what's that? Compensation... wait, a 30% discount too? I get first pick? Okay, I got it, I'll head over now..."

After hanging up.

Wang Tiancheng was already beaming with joy.

"What's up?"

"Nothing much, Xiaojun, your Father Wang is showing you my business prowess. When it comes to business, I'm the expert!"

Wang Tiancheng blew his nose and laughed, "Today's a day meant for me to make a fortune, hahaha..."

He laughed heartily as he went out, appearing as if there was something incredibly good that happened.

This left Xu Lingjun utterly confused, thinking the hot pot store had collapsed that day... but unexpectedly, it sparked a windfall for the air conditioner business.

Father Wang's Golden Rule remains as unpredictably effective as ever.

He lowered his head and went to call Guo Zheng and Zong Xiaoping.

Everyone had gathered, and the group was to enter the Secret Realm today for a half-month-long trial.

Groggy, the two woke up.

Zong Xiaoping shivered, complaining, "Does the single dorm room even lack heating?"

"No, it's more that for a long time, possibly the Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion won't have heating anymore."

Xu Lingjun said, "It's not something we need to worry about, let's go, time to assemble."

"Let's go."

Guo Zheng, without even brushing his teeth, couldn't help but grab Xu Lingjun's sleeve, earnestly saying, "Old Xu, my uncle isn't here, I'm counting on you this time, remember to have your girl look out for me!"

Xu Lingjun said speechlessly, "You better be careful not to let Lingli hear that, or else she might not only not help you but might beat you up instead."

Li Jingjun was curious, "What does 'girl' mean?"

"It means someone you can ride... um..."

Xu Lingjun kicked Guo Zheng in the knee, interrupting him,

Blabbering too much truth... this isn't a nice thing to say. Sure, it's fine for close friends to joke privately, but saying it in public is too disrespectful to the lady.

Guo Zheng shamelessly said, "As long as she takes care of me, I'll call her sis-in-law in the future."

Sis-in-law?

Li Jingjun noted silently in her heart, so 'girl' means sis-in-law?

Feels like I learned something new again.