Transmigration: Lady Chi Woos The Ice cold Professor Jun
Chapter 123: Muyang’s black card

Chapter 123: Muyang’s black card

After the gallant figure of the dashing grand emperor faded into the darkness behind the large group of green tents, the workers finally turned their attention back to Chi Lian.

"Ma’am, what do you want us to do?" the boss asked respectfully.

All the men were looking at her differently now, she was someone who could bring the grand emperor to her defense so in their minds, she was definitely related to royalty somehow. They had to be careful and respectful lest the consequences be grave for them.

"Start by getting into a work mood. If any of you had plans to go home tonight, cancel them, we will be working all night."

A few moans went around among the workers. A few of them snuck away to make calls to their families and girlfriends.

"I will be paying an additional bonus for your sacrifice." She promised. The best way to motivate workers was not with words, it was with a cash bonus.

She was right, their faces lit collectively like a group of Christmas lights.

"What are you waiting for, take it all down." The leader shouted at the men.

"Ma’am were should we start from after taking it all down?" he asked her.

"Give me a few minutes to return, I am going to return with some equipment and energy boosters."

Her brothers and Muyang followed her faithfully back to the RV.

"Wait out here for me." She said before shutting the door and instructing T4 to temporarily disable the fingerprint feature so that no one would follow her inside.

She collected a packet of energy boosting sweets from her storage, some water and snacks.

"T4, what can you give me that will aid me on this mission. I want everything, the ridiculous, the possible and the impossible."

"Host, we can buy a template for an arched stage and machinery that will help you create the evolving doors , elevators and floor. We can also purchase a few hologram makers to create double images and some dry ice to create a snow effect and cold breeze."

"Buy everything you deem necessary immediately." she ordered him like a soldier commanding a troop.

"Host your account on my home planet will be depleted after purchasing everything that you require."

Her heart felt the pain of losing her hard earned money but a lot was at stake. Money could be made again, poverty was not a permanent state. Especially not for her who could access technology from another world.

T4 wanted to remind her that it was not her hard earned money; it was his because he was the one playing the farm game and selling the products. She was just an investor at this point, a stingy one at that because every time he spent some money to buy equipment and seeds, she complained bitterly.

"T4, I already accepted the mission, if I fail you will shut down for a month, I have no choice but to go all out."

A few minutes of silence and inactivity were the indicator that T4 was very busy shopping in his home world. The good thing with a high tech world was that delivery of goods was instant once payment was confirmed. She did not need to wait for days or hours to receive the needed equipment.

When T4 made an appearance again, he showed up with lanterns, hologram projectors, led dance floor panels, led lights, Aluminum and gold truss, dancing robots, self-controlled pulleys, instant turntables and so many other equipment.

She opened the door and thankfully, the four men were still waiting outside.

"Good, you are all still here, help me carry these things to the staging area." She pointed to the dozens of storage boxes lined up on the floor of the RV.

"Sister what’s in the boxes?" Chi Zimo inquired. Given his heavy appetite, the boy was probably hoping for food stuffs.

"Stage equipment, everything I need for an extraordinary stage is in here."

"Oh." Chi Zimo said. He seemed to be disappointed and everyone laughed. He pouted and followed the others with a box.

"Ma’am what is all this?" the leader of the stage builders asked once he saw the boxes.

"It’s the equipment we are going to set up; I want a proscenium stage setting from the bottom, sides and floor. We need to get it all done by morning. "

"Ma’am time is not our friend," he said worriedly.

"That’s not an issue, I sent for help that should be arriving right about now." Jun Muyang said. As if he had conjured the help up, two buses full of stage builders and equipment managers showed up and got to work without being told what to do. Their leader was a highly intelligent woman whose expertise was in engineering and equipment building.

"Muyang," Chi Lian hugged him from the back, "thank you." She said.

Half of these people were professionals from all over the city. How had he even mobilized them on such notice.

"As if I would ever let you suffer on your own." He turned around and hugged her from the front, "You have a very capable man but you don’t make use of him. Why else am I making money if it’s for you and Mei-Mei to spend?"

"Ha-ha, then I will make it a point to impoverish you." She joked.

"You can try your best." He chuckled. He reached into his back pocket, took out his wallet and handed her a black card. Looking into her eyes, he said. "I will be really angry if you don’t spend it."

"Muyang, what are you doing?" She had not meant any of the things she said. She was trying hard not to depend on him financially; she did not want his father to accuse her of being a gold digger on top of his claims that she was callous, unfilial, strong headed, uneducated and disrespectful.

The man would shit an egg if he found out that she was in possession of Muyang’s black card.

"You said you would spend my money." He thrust the card into her hands.

"I was joking." She placed it back in his hands.

"But I was not, you are my woman, It is my duty to take care of you." He forcefully placed it in her hands again and run off.

"Wait." She called out.