Chapter 163: “zero-yuan Purchase” Of An Employee
Chang Zhendong was leisurely drinking tea alone at the moment. When he saw Xuan Xia coming, he enthusiastically invited her to enjoy tea together.
Actually, as soon as Xuan Xia arrived at Qinghui Temple, Chang Zhendong knew. He thought she had come to learn about the follow-up on that previous harmful strange master, so he immediately told her simply about the latest progress from the city police station.
Most of the corpse field in that strange master’s courtyard had already been identified. So far, the good news was that they were almost all people who had died normal deaths. No one knew where he had dug up graves and stolen people’s corpses.
However, the quantity was really too large, the work was not yet fully completed, and the final result was not yet conclusive.
After listening, Xuan Xia felt her scalp go numb just imagining the scene of digging graves and stealing corpses.
She quickly stopped thinking about it and said sincerely, “I hope this time he can receive legal punishment!”
He must not be allowed to escape again!
Chang Zhendong chuckled. Hearing a Mystic Sect person talk about the law always gave him an amusing sense of incongruity.
With this topic ended, Xuan Xia quickly brought up what she wanted to know.
“Temple Master Chang, Daoist Master Yan said he has to leave Qinghui Temple, and that it was you who told him to go. What’s going on?”
“Oh, this matter…” Chang Zhendong smiled and leisurely drank his tea.
After taking a few sips and seeing Xuan Xia looking calm and composed, Chang Zhendong spoke again: “Wentao is devout toward the Dao and is a rare talent.”
Xuan Xia nodded in agreement, waiting for him to continue.
“He’s been at Qinghui Temple for almost two years, and I’ve seen it all. How could I bear to keep a talent like him confined here forever?” Chang Zhendong said, “Wentao will surely achieve great things in the future, but right now he still lacks experience and needs to accumulate more.”
“Originally, I planned to let him go out for training next year, but he handled this recent matter very well, so I might as well let him go now.”
Chang Zhendong didn’t hide anything and told Xuan Xia all his thoughts.
Xuan Xia could truly sense from him that he had high hopes for Yan Wentao.
Thus, Xuan Xia didn’t hide it either and told him about wanting to recruit Yan Wentao to her temple. Of course, she also mentioned that Yan Wentao had submitted his resume.
However, she didn’t mention that Yan Wentao wanted to become a disciple of Daoist Master Qin to learn things. She didn’t know if Temple Master Chang would mind that his own disciple actually had a “white moonlight” in his heart.
She hadn’t realized it until they talked openly—Yan Wentao admired Daoist Master Qin so much.
After hearing this, Chang Zhendong’s expression was surprised for a moment before he sighed after a while, “It really is fate. It seems it’s truly destined.”
Xuan Xia smiled, “Yeah. Then Temple Master Chang, I won’t hold back.”
Chang Zhendong smiled too and asked her, “Looking at how confident you are, it seems you’ve already talked it over with Wentao.”
Xuan Xia told the truth: “Yes, we’ve discussed it, but I still didn’t know your intentions, Temple Master Chang. What if he made an irredeemable mistake or had flaws in his character? Then I couldn’t take him.”
Fortunately, Changsheng Temple had Daoist Master Qin as a safeguard. If Yan Wentao really had issues, she could still refuse through Daoist Master Qin’s mouth, so when talking to Yan Wentao earlier, Xuan Xia had no qualms at all.
Chang Zhendong shook his head with a smile, “I can guarantee Wentao’s character and conduct.”
“…Alright then, it seems I don’t need to say anything on your behalf.”
Finally, Chang Zhendong nodded and sighed, “With Wentao going to Changsheng Temple, I can rest easy. That’s indeed good.”
Of course it was.
Daoist talents should circulate among the various palace temples.
……
After ending her trip to Qinghui Temple, Xuan Xia sent Yan Wentao’s resume to Daoist Master Qin on the way back.
Although she was 100% sure she wanted to hire Yan Wentao, when telling Daoist Master Qin, she only revealed 99% intent.
That 1% leeway was left for Daoist Master Qin.
If he said no, she wouldn’t insist on keeping Yan Wentao unilaterally.
Fortunately, such an unexpected situation didn’t happen.
After Daoist Master Qin looked at Yan Wentao’s resume, he said he had some impression of him.
Temple Master Chang had mentioned this excellent disciple of his more than once, and plus, when he went to Qinghui Temple a few days ago, he had also met Yan Wentao in person, and the impression was indeed good.
So Daoist Master Qin gladly agreed to Yan Wentao joining Changsheng Temple.
Changsheng Temple finally had a new employee!
Xuan Xia was overjoyed.
However, after calming her excitement a bit, there was still something she needed to discuss with Daoist Master Qin.
“Daoist Master Qin, Daoist Master Yan actually has one more requirement for joining Changsheng Temple, and this requirement will need your cooperation.” Xuan Xia said carefully.
Daoist Master Qin: “Hm?”
“Daoist Master Yan said he has long admired you and wants to take you as his master.”
Daoist Master Qin: “……”
“Daoist Master Yan also said that as long as you’re willing to take him as your disciple, he doesn’t even need a salary!” Xuan Xia emphasized more toward the end.
Of course, salary or no salary wasn’t the point. But who could refuse “zero-cost” acquiring an excellent employee?
Anyway, Xuan Xia couldn’t refuse this temptation.
Daoist Master Qin: “…………”
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A couple of days later, after Xuan Xia finished a batch of work, she went to Ningzhou with Yan Wentao.
On the way to Ningzhou, Yan Wentao was in a dreamlike state the whole time.
After spacing out for a bit, Yan Wentao turned to Xuan Xia beside him and asked again, “Daoist Master Qin really agreed to take me as his disciple?”
“Yes, that’s right.” Xuan Xia answered for the Nth time, her patience nearly exhausted.
“I really didn’t dare to imagine it before.” Yan Wentao murmured to himself.
Because of this, when Yan Wentao bid farewell to Chang Zhendong and his fellow disciples and left Qinghui Temple, he showed no trace of reluctance.
Xuan Xia glanced at him, thinking, what’s so unimaginable about that? You were even willing to forgo salary, so this request had to be fulfilled.
Who told them that Changsheng Temple was an exceptionally humane temple?
……
After arriving in Ningzhou, Li Xinze came to pick them up as usual.
Once in the car, Xuan Xia introduced the two and explained Changsheng Temple’s staffing structure again.
Yan Wentao listened very attentively.
After Xuan Xia finished introducing, Li Xinze chimed in, “There have been quite a few more tourists at the temple these past few days.”
Xuan Xia said, “They’re all coming for Daoist Master Qin, right?”
Li Xinze smiled.
Xuan Xia knew she had guessed right; this must be the traffic from being on TV.
“Then Daoist Master Qin must be very busy these days?” Xuan Xia asked with concern.
Li Xinze smoothly added, “So Daoist Master Yan is coming at just the right time.”
Xuan Xia couldn’t help glancing at Yan Wentao.
Indeed.
When they arrived at Changsheng Temple, Xuan Xia finally faced the influx of visitors brought by the traffic—it was truly… so lucrative!
Because there were many people in the temple, after dropping the two at the temple gate, Li Xinze first escorted Xuan Xia to the backyard before going to park.
Yan Wentao followed along to the backyard first.
He stood in the center of the backyard, carefully observing the layout.
Xuan Xia walked up to him and said, “It’s a bit smaller compared to Qinghui Temple. But our courtyard environment is also very nice—it’s quiet amid the bustle. Feel it; no matter how lively it is in the front of the temple, it doesn’t affect here much.”
Yan Wentao nodded, “It’s indeed pretty good.”
“Right? Right?” Xuan Xia was very satisfied with his good taste—not unworthy of being her Changsheng Temple employee.
After a short while, Daoist Master Qin finally finished his tasks and came to the backyard.
The moment Yan Wentao saw Daoist Master Qin, he was like a fan meeting their idol, so excited he was speechless.
Daoist Master Qin spoke first: “Daoist Master Yan, after the long journey, your room has been prepared. Why not drop your luggage first?”
“Eh… okay!” Yan Wentao clutched all his belongings—a single travel backpack.
The backyard rooms were limited, and Yan Wentao’s room had been converted from a previously unused storage room.
But with Daoist Master Qin there, the room had been tidied up quite nicely.
When Daoist Master Qin asked if the room was acceptable, Yan Wentao nodded repeatedly and finally found his voice, “Yes, yes, it’s great.”
At least it was a large single room.
Back at Qinghui Temple, he had shared with three fellow disciples.
Qinghui Temple was big, but rooms were limited and there were many people, so they could only be used like university dorms.
After seeing Yan Wentao’s room, Xuan Xia thought for a moment and said, “Our rooms are indeed a bit few. Later when we hire more people, mine can be converted—anyway, I don’t use it.”
Daoist Master Qin said, “No rush, we’ll talk about it later.”
That was indeed not urgent.
Xuan Xia had already realized that hiring for the temple depended on fate, especially for their Changsheng Temple—it had to emphasize fate.
For example, Daoist Master Qin was “one-yuan purchased.”
And Yan Wentao was “zero-yuan purchased.”
However, Yan Wentao was joining as a Daoist priest, not for the temple master position.
She didn’t know what form the vacant temple master position would take in the future.
Pay out of pocket?
Hiss… couldn’t imagine it, couldn’t imagine it, afraid she’d lose control once she started thinking.
Xuan Xia had just dispelled the thoughts in her mind when she heard Daoist Master Qin say, “I’ve asked Lawyer Fang to draft the contract; he should arrive soon.”
Speak of the devil and he shall appear.
Lawyer Fang appeared familiarly at the backyard entrance, smiling, and his smile deepened upon seeing Xuan Xia.
“Miss Xuan, long time no see.” Lawyer Fang said like catching up with an old friend, immediately praising Xuan Xia, “Wow, look at you—you’re getting more and more beautiful.”
“Lawyer Fang, long time no see.”
After some small talk, Lawyer Fang got into work mode and took out the drafted contract.
This contract was similar in structure to the one originally drafted for Daoist Master Qin, just with some details adjusted.
For example, the “zero salary” matter—since Yan Wentao proposed it himself, Daoist Master Qin naturally respected him.
However, it wasn’t really zero pay; they still went with the extra revenue share route.
Yan Wentao was stunned when he saw the contract, “We still need to sign a contract?”
Xuan Xia said matter-of-factly, “Of course we do; we’re a formal organization.”
Yan Wentao thought, then just sign it.
Thinking this, he picked up the pen to sign, but was stopped by Xuan Xia.
Xuan Xia said very seriously to him, “No matter how much you trust us, you still need to read the contract terms carefully—this concerns your personal rights and interests. Can’t be careless.”
Yan Wentao: “……”
Daoist Master Qin also gave a faint smile and said to him, “Read it first, then sign. You can raise any questions.”
With his idol speaking, how could this male fan not obey?
Yan Wentao immediately started reading seriously.
While Yan Wentao was reading the contract, Lawyer Fang chatted with Xuan Xia again.
Mainly asking about Xuan Xia’s current business situation.
As a lawyer not disconnected from the internet age, Lawyer Fang knew about Xuan Xia’s previous lawyer’s letter and asked with concern about the progress.
This matter was being handled by Ji Ziyao, and Xuan Xia really didn’t know the exact situation, but after talking with Lawyer Fang this time, Xuan Xia suddenly had a new idea.
Compared to a lawyer she didn’t know, why not cooperate with Lawyer Fang?
They were all so familiar; don’t let benefits flow to outsiders.
She immediately consulted about this aspect.
Lawyer Fang also read her intention from her words and was naturally even more enthusiastic. Who could refuse a long-term client?
By the time Yan Wentao finished reading the contract, confirmed no issues, and signed his name, Xuan Xia had also finished her detailed chat with Lawyer Fang and preliminarily confirmed the cooperation intent.
Xuan Xia later gave Ji Ziyao Lawyer Fang’s business card and explained her idea.
After that, she left it to Ji Ziyao and Lawyer Fang to contact each other.
……
By the time Yan Wentao formally signed the “indenture contract,” it was also time for the temple to end business operations.
Xuan Xia finally saw Uncle Zhong, whom she hadn’t seen in a while.
Uncle Zhong was the same as always. Upon seeing Xuan Xia, he grinned from ear to ear and said, “This time, Miss Xuan really should stay a few more days.”
Xuan Xia coaxed him, “Sure, sure.”
That evening, to celebrate Yan Wentao joining Changsheng Temple, Uncle Zhong brought out his best-kept culinary skills and made a table full of delicious dishes.
Thus, on Yan Wentao’s first day at Changsheng Temple, he felt the warmth of this big family.
It moved him deeply.
After dinner, Yan Wentao specially chatted with Xuan Xia.
Yan Wentao reverted to that dreamlike expression, savoring it as he said, “I still really can’t believe it’s real—I really took Daoist Master Qin as my master.”
“I’ve decided—tomorrow morning, I’ll post on my Moments to make everyone envious!”
“Why post tomorrow morning? Posting now wouldn’t get more views?” Xuan Xia asked puzzled.
Yan Wentao gave her a you-don’t-get-it look, and after a few seconds said, “I’m afraid I’ll wake up tomorrow and find out it was a dream.”
Xuan Xia: “……”
“Alright, then post it tomorrow morning.”
Yan Wentao: “Hehe.”
“……”
After a while, Yan Wentao suddenly glanced at her, looking hesitant to speak.
Xuan Xia asked, “What’s up? What do you want to say?”
Yan Wentao hemmed and hawed, “It’s just that…”
“If you can say it, say it.” What was “that”?
Yan Wentao hemmed again before saying, “I suddenly thought of something. I heard that Daoist Master Qin took your great grandfather, Old Daoist Master Xuan, as his master. So now that I’ve taken Daoist Master Qin as my master, should I call Old Daoist Master Xuan—your great grandfather—grandmaster?”
Xuan Xia nodded, “Yes.”
Yan Wentao immediately grinned, “Then by that logic, shouldn’t you call me uncle? Or martial uncle?”
Xuan Xia: “……”
Go to hell!
So you’re here to take advantage?
