Shenfeng Credit was located in the Upper District of Sandong City, in the Shenhua Building, directly opposite the Yaotian Building.
The Shenhua Building wasn't particularly tall, only eighty stories.
But the entire building belonged to the Shenfeng Group.
He himself personally managed Shenfeng Credit, while other companies were run by hired professional managers.
No one knew who the boss of the Shenfeng Group was.
There was word that the boss would notify the general managers of various subsidiaries as soon as there was any news.
Furthermore, within the Shenfeng Company, the boss's word was final.
All decisions had to be obeyed by the boss.
Shenfeng Credit was set up on the 79th floor.
Everyone understood that the top floor was the boss's office.
The closer to the top floor, the higher the company's standing.
Naturally, the person who appeared in the lobby received the most attention.
However, he was a man of few words, inspiring awe.
Several leaders felt a shiver of dread when they saw him.
Thus, he didn't usually have many close associates.
In fact, he had no time to bother with such ordinary people.
With that energy, he would aim for the heavens.
That was where he needed to socialize.
As soon as Fang Huairan entered the Shenhua Building, she was led to the 79th floor.
Upon reaching the 79th floor, Bald Leopard personally swiped the elevator card, and the elevator ascended to the 80th floor.
But Bald Leopard did not follow.
Fang Huairan didn't understand what was happening.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, the company's glass doors slid open automatically, everything was automated.
From a mortal's perspective, one could tell that everything here was automated and controlled by cameras.
However, all of this was powered by his magic.
No one would believe it if told.
"I, I've brought it!"
Fang Huairan spoke with a hint of trepidation.
"Is that so? Then take it out."
He was not polite and got straight to the point.
"You... we had an agreement. If it's genuine, our debts will be settled."
"Of course."
He replied readily, having no need to conceal anything from Fang Huairan.
Moreover, taking her life would be a matter of minutes.
"If the goods are good, we can acquire them at three or even five times the price."
He added a teasing remark, the only time he seemed human.
Fang Huairan took out a **fúguǒ** from her backpack.
It was wrapped in a piece of faint paper.
Unable to contain his curiosity, he reached out to open it.
"Wait, **fúguǒ** cannot leave the paper, or it will disappear within a minute!"
Fang Huairan reminded him, this was something Fu Ruhai had told her.
His hands, which had been about to take it out, stopped.
He opened the paper and saw the bright, alluring red fruit inside.
"Fresh," was the only word that popped into his mind at that moment.
Looking at the shape of the fruit, it resembled a little baby.
"Ginseng fruit?"
This was his next thought.
But it wasn't right either.
Ginseng fruit was only possessed by the Ancestor of Earth Immortals.
Fu Ruhai couldn't possibly have it.
Furthermore, ginseng fruit was hard to come by; it flowered for three thousand years, bore fruit for three thousand years, and matured after another three thousand years.
This **fúguǒ** was not like that.
Therefore, it might just resemble it in appearance.
Despite this, seeing it made him swallow.
He simply couldn't control himself.
Fang Huairan, too nervous, didn't pay attention to these details.
She was waiting for his verdict, whether it was genuine and if he would buy it at a high price.
Although he was a god of death, he didn't always have to act in a certain way.
In fact, he was a legitimate deity in the Heavenly Court, possessing the power of execution, but he had to act according to the instructions of the Heavenly Court.
Thus, at this moment, upon receiving such a wondrous item, he displayed the demeanor of an immortal, devoid of any cruelty.
"Tell me in detail what Fu Ruhai told you, and I will buy it for triple the price."
For him to say this was quite a feat.
But Fang Huairan had no idea that he was a god of death.
She didn't speak immediately, pondering something in her mind.
He thought she was reluctant to agree, so he extended a finger again, "Five times! That was the price we agreed upon before."
This time, his tone was a little stern.
Fang Huairan was startled and immediately nodded.
Before she could even comprehend what was happening, fifty thousand yuan appeared in her hand, and she boarded the descending elevator.
The elevator went straight down without any stops.
Fang Huairan, in a daze, walked out of the Shenhua Building.
Seeing the money, she finally came to her senses.
Without any further thoughts, she needed to deposit the money into the bank as soon as possible.
After all, carrying so much cash was unsafe.
Fortunately, it fit in her small backpack.
...
In the top-floor office of the Shenhua Building, he remained unsettled for a long time.
He had always known that the God of Fortune bestowed blessings, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.
In past dealings, they had only crossed paths briefly.
He had never imagined that fortune could exist in the form of a fruit.
And it was so vibrant, making one want to take a bite just by looking at it.
Although he was accustomed to a life of bloodshed, he couldn't resist the temptation of this vegetarian delicacy.
Ultimately, he reached out for it.
As soon as he held it, he put it in his mouth.
It was peculiar, but not rare; if he wished, he could buy another one from Fang Huairan.
Money was nothing to him.
The **fúguǒ** entered the mouth of the god of death.
It melted instantly, so quickly that he barely felt like he had eaten a fruit.
Suddenly, a scene of Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit flashed through his mind.
He felt rather embarrassed.
However, soon a power began to circulate within his body.
It was as if something was constantly stimulating his essence and energy.
He held his breath and tried to circulate his energy, and soon this power was resolved, replaced by a sense of comfort.
This feeling was unprecedented.
But he wondered if this **fúguǒ** was a twin of the ginseng fruit.
This possibility could not be ruled out. If so, then it was truly...
He remained in the top-floor office of the Shenhua Building for the entire morning.
It wasn't until three in the afternoon, when he received a call from Bald Leopard, that he came to his senses.
After the call, he felt his spirits greatly boosted. He tried to circulate his energy, finding it abundant and potent.
This made him feel very magical.
Could **fúguǒ** enhance one's cultivation?
This was his first thought.
But one **fúguǒ** was not enough to confirm it.
The best way was to find more.
To avoid alerting them, he decided to patiently wait for an opportunity.
Fang Huairan was a good choice, but not suitable in the short term.
Having decided this, he instructed Bald Leopard to do one thing and only one thing.
That was: keep a close eye on Ying Bafang and Fu Ruhai.
He needed to know everything about them.
Additionally, he had to go to the Heavenly Court these past two days to inquire about Ying Bafang. Apparently, they had succeeded in some kind of system research.
The Heavenly Court had even prepared a special ceremony.