Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

"Would you just shut up, you're the one with the worst credit in our family!"

Ye Qingqing retorted without hesitation.

But as she looked into Song Yun's clear eyes, she realized that what she had just said was indeed problematic... Her own husband couldn't possibly cheat because of that dirty thought...

Sigh...

Yet, it's really embarrassing!

Wait!

Ye Qingqing suddenly came up with a scheme!

After all, it was a team competition, where only one person from each team could make a request, compared to what Song Yun was thinking, perhaps Wen Shu's condition wasn't unacceptable!

It was just a matter of going to a public bathhouse, could she really back down from this???

"Alright, we admit defeat, go ahead and make your demands!"

Two peaches kill three warriors!

The wisdom of the ancestors is truly extraordinary!

However, to their surprise, after Song Yun and Wen Shu exchanged glances, Wen Shu shrugged helplessly and said, "Although I'd love to take you two along for a back scrubbing, it's just that... these plastic tubs contain only a few oysters that I caught, the rest are all thanks to Brother Song Yun's efforts, I dare not claim the credit, so this condition goes to Brother Song Yun!"

After saying this, Wen Shu was crying inside. It was true that she did not dare, but it wasn't about taking credit, but rather the fear of betting on whether Song Yun would get angry out of embarrassment and cut off her internet!

Besides, there was plenty of time, and one day she would drag them both to the bathhouse!

"Hehe, that was a bit too easy."

Song Yun stretched in a leisurely manner, "I haven't even shown my true strength yet." Continue your saga on My Virtual Library Empire

"Pah!"

Ye Qingqing gave him a blushing, disdainful glance.

As they were talking, more and more people began to gather in the area, with locals coming to catch some seafood after dinner, and many livestreamers waving their phones in the evening, yelling thanks to the old irons for the rockets!

But when these people passed by Song Yun's car, seeing the three beautiful women Ye Qingqing, Qing Qing, and Wen Shu, they couldn't help but glance at them.

But with just one glance, their tongues nearly dropped to their stomachs in astonishment!

What the hell!

How come there are so many big catches in the back of this car!

"Brother, give me one."

A livestreamer with streaming equipment attached to his waist offered Song Yun a cigarette.

Song Yun took it but did not light it, "What's up, bro, something the matter?"

"You've got so much seafood here, are you planning to release them?"

"No, we caught them ourselves."

Song Yun looked at him strangely, thinking that one must be insane to buy seafood only to release them – you might just throw the stuff down, and the next second someone else scoops it all up in their net!

"Impressive!"

The livestreamer licked his lips hesitantly and said, "Brother... could we talk about something? Could you spare me some of your seafood? Of course, I'll pay you market prices!"

"Aren't you a sea-faring livestreamer? Why don't you catch your own?"

Wen Shu asked curiously.

"Sigh... Actually, when not many people knew about this place, you could get some good hauls every day, but now with the crowds, there's just not enough to go round!"

The livestreamer lit his cigarette and sighed, "Moreover, us livestreamers make our living from livestreaming the catch. If you don't have a big haul, people just won't gift you anything. It's a tough situation."

"Brother, to tell you the truth, ninety percent of these sea-faring streams are fake. There are people who set it up beforehand, even drugging the fish, shrimp, and crabs to make it seem like they're really skilled."

"Is that so..."

Song Yun asked doubtfully, "Then why are you empty-handed and looking to buy from me?"

"I had something on today and didn't have time to go to the market. Plus, my streaming time is about to start, so I can only ask to borrow some from you."

"Hmm, not impossible."

Song Yun glanced at the task list. He had already completed the task, which meant he could do whatever he wanted with the seafood.

He picked out ten crabs, a few octopuses, and a big fish and handed them over to the host.

It could be said that the group of them had spent the afternoon out without spending a penny and even made a few hundred in the end.

After returning to the hotel, the manager's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw the plastic buckets in Song Yun's hands; he had been to the sea many times over the years and never had a catch as rich as Song Yun's!

"Please prepare these seafood and cook them into dishes for us."

Song Yun said to the manager with a smile, "One fish for each room, and the rest, send to my room."

"Sure thing!"

The four of them went back to their rooms to clean up first, as their hands and bodies were all smelling of seafood after a whole afternoon of handling it.

After taking their showers, the hotel had already prepared and delivered the food.

Spicy chopped pepper and garlic oysters, steamed grouper, stir-fried octopus, and a few additional dishes provided by the hotel.

The four of them ate until they were round and full.

Lying on the couch, Song Yun finally had time to open the task list.

Immediately, the system voice rang out.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for acquiring the world's top-ranked yacht, the Zi Chuan. (The yacht is expected to dock at Ya San City port within twelve hours. Please be on the lookout for it, Host. Any expenses incurred during the docking period will not be covered by the system!)"

Song Yun calculated the time. He had completed the task around six o'clock, which meant he would see the Zi Chuan as soon as he opened his eyes tomorrow???

This was truly exciting!

After all, such a big toy isn't something you can buy just because you have the money; each shipyard only has a few slots per year. Not only do the rich have to bid, but they also have to get in line!

For something like the Zi Chuan, it wouldn't hit the water for at least three to five years.

"It's getting late; I'm going to sleep."

Wen Shu said with a yawn, "I'm exhausted today. I will sleep until noon tomorrow, and nobody better wake me up!"

"Ah?"

Ye Qingqing snapped out of her daze and hastily grabbed Wen Shu, "It's still early! Let's continue watching TV, or we can play cards, the four of us."

"Ah... Sister, I'm really tired today, please let me off. If you want to play cards, I'll play with you all day tomorrow."

Wen Shu pleaded pitifully.

Ye Qingqing looked back at him with equally pitiful eyes.

If Wen Shu left, there would be no strangers left in the room!

Then Song Yun's conditions might come out!

Too embarrassing!

"Wen Shu, you go back to sleep, and remember to lock the door."

Song Yun rescued Wen Shu from Ye Qingqing's hands and eagerly shut the door.

"Hahaha! Now there's just the three of us left!"

Song Yun rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "It's getting late, shall we go to sleep?"

"Not... not sleepy..."

Ye Qingqing dared not meet Song Yun's eyes. It was too scary; his eyes were like those of a starving wolf!

"Heh, you know what my condition is, right?"

Song Yun bent down and whispered in Ye Qingqing's ear.

"I don't know..."

Ye Qingqing gently bit her lip, her cheeks flushed with bashfulness, her eyes misting over with a layer of water, making it almost impossible for Song Yun to resist!