Qiao gestured for Han Sen and Lan Se to be quiet. Then, she picked up the call.
It wasn't that Qiao didn't know how to be polite, but it was Hardman calling. Everyone could guess what he wanted. Qiao didn't want Han Sen to be angry, so she picked up the call. She didn't want Hardman to know that Han Sen and Lan Se were there.
"Mister Qiao, do you mind if we talk?" Hardman asked. He didn't want Han Sen to be around.
He thought he had offended Han Sen, and he didn't think he could get anything from Han Sen. So, he went to Qiao instead.
"Sure. What is it?" Qiao answered.
Hardman didn't beat around the bush, and he said, "Qiao, I want to buy Han Sen. I'll double the price you paid me. What do you think?"
"Boss Ha, this is the only person I can use. Even if you give me money, I won't use it." Qiao looked at Han Sen and smiled.
Hardman gnashed his teeth and said, "Triple."
"Boss Ha, this is not a matter of money. No matter how much money you give me, I will not be able to find someone to replace Han Sen. My team still depends on him." Qiao's expression did not change, as she continued to speak with a smile.
She was telling Hudson that Han Sen wasn't for sale. She wouldn't sell Han Sen, no matter how much money he offered her.
Hardman's face looked glum, and he threw out his last card. "Boss Qiao, how about this? I'll pay you four times the price you paid for Han Sen. And I'll find you a Baron. I'll give you the same price as Han Sen, and I'll get him to sign with Wizard for three years."
Both Qiao and Lan Se were taken aback by this offer. It was ridiculously high.
Han Sen thought this was reasonable, and he thought Hardman was being too stingy. He didn't think he had given him enough.
Qiao said, "Boss Hard, you should know that Han Sen relies on a xenogeneic weapon, and that weapon doesn't belong to him. If he leaves Wizard, the weapon must be returned to me. Do you still want to buy it?"
"Buy …" Hardman gritted his teeth. This time, he had to bring Han Sen to Third Master no matter what. If he didn't, the consequences would be dire. Even if he had to fork out his own money, he'd have to use his connections to get someone to help him. Hardman had no choice but to do so.
"I'm sorry, Boss Hard. I can see your sincerity, but I cannot sell Han Sen," Qiao said coldly.
Hardman looked glum, but he said, "Qiao, don't reject me so quickly. You should think about it.
You said it yourself. Han Sen is relying on a xenogeneic weapon. He can't fight a xenogeneic head-on. If he makes a mistake, he'll die.
He's not a Noble, either. You can't expect him to become a Viscount and help you kill higher-level xenogeneics. But the Baron I introduced to you is different. Plus, you have a lot of money to earn. With that money, Wizard's financial situation will be greatly improved.
Even if you keep him, in two years, when the contract is up, do you think he'll choose to stay with Wizard? Or do you think he'll give you a lot of money? "
"Boss Hard, I'm sorry. Han Sen is not for sale," Qiao said seriously.
"Don't rush to answer me. Think about it. If you think the price is not right, we can talk about it. I won't disturb you. Think about it, and we'll talk about it later." Hardman swallowed his anger, and his heart was bleeding.
After hanging up, Qiao looked at Han Sen and said, "You heard what I said. What are you going to do?
I want you to stay, but if you want to leave, I won't stand in your way. "
Han Sen smiled and said, "I don't have much going for me, and I'm lazy. I don't want to move."
Qiao was happy to hear that. She raised her glass and said, "Han Sen, I can't promise anything else, but as long as I'm here, I'll do my best to make Wizard and us better."
"Then, let's toast to a better tomorrow." Lan Se raised her glass.
"Cheers!" The three glasses gently clinked together, and this moment became history.
Han Sen didn't want to go to Black Gold, not because he had feelings for Qiao. Part of it was because he liked Qiao, but he also thought Wizard was a place of freedom. Going to Black Gold would be too restrictive, and it wouldn't fit his personality. Plus, Han Sen had a lot of personal things to do, so going to Black Gold would be much more convenient.
Han Sen took the red jade-like muscle back to his room. He studied it.
This thing looked even prettier than beef. Although it was hard, the texture of the muscles and the snowflake-like grease made Han Sen want to cut it into slices and fry it like a steak. Just thinking about the grease and meat made Han Sen drool.
Han Sen tried to cut it, but he couldn't. He used the Rhino Horn Dagger to leave a small mark on it. It was so hard, and even if he cut it open, he couldn't fry it.
"What is it that affects these xenogeneic genes?
It can't be cooked with water and a pressure cooker. There must be some power affecting them. If I can figure out what is affecting them, perhaps I can enjoy eating them. "Han Sen thought to himself. He didn't use the pressure cooker to cook the meat.
Over the next few days, there was no work to do. Aside from practicing, Han Sen spent his time researching how to eat xenogeneic genes. He made some discoveries.
Han Sen didn't know what power affected the xenogeneic genes, but he did notice something.
Like the Violent Ape meat. Han Sen put it over a fire to roast, and he noticed that the meat was like raw meat that had been frozen at a low temperature. It was slowly thawing.
The red jade-like texture was melting under the heat of the fire. It was turning from a rock to a piece of meat.
Han Sen threw the meat into water and cooked it. The xenogeneic materials were like frozen meat. He had to melt them first, and then they would be no different from ordinary meat.
Han Sen knew this was not normal. If this worked, the other creatures in the geno universe would have discovered it already. They wouldn't have waited for him to discover such a simple problem.
Han Sen didn't know what the problem was, but to Han Sen, that wasn't the most important thing. The most important thing was that now he could eat the meat and not just drink the soup.
Han Sen went to the kitchen to find some spices and a frying pan. He cut the melted meat into slices and fried them until they looked like steaks. He sprinkled some spices on them and enjoyed them.
"This is the kind of life a person should live."
Han Sen put a piece of fried meat in his mouth. He bit down, and the delicious juice of the meat filled his mouth. It combined with the spices to create a powerful texture. It made Han Sen so happy that he wanted to moan.