“Marshal—” the person on the other end quickly answered the call.
“Mm.” Di Kun responded.
“I’ve already delivered the juice. Can you still contact any other buyers on your side?”
Tao Fu on the other end was stunned.
What on earth was going on?
Wasn’t the Marshal supposed to be on leave investigating internal spies? How did he end up on DQ008 selling juice?
“I still have forty-eight cups of juice left,” Di Kun said before Tao Fu could recover.
“Cough—Marshal, you’re really selling juice?” Tao Fu quickly snapped back to attention.
Di Kun frowned.
“Yes.”
His wife was short on money. As her future husband and the father of her child, he had to take responsibility for providing.
Besides, it was also an opportunity to show himself in front of his wife.
“Well… then I can have someone contact the Security Bureau in Wubian City and have them buy a few cups from you?” Tao Fu quickly suggested.
DQ008 happened to be within their defense perimeter, and all planets within the perimeter were under the military’s jurisdiction.
Arranging this as a little bonus for the Security Bureau wasn’t impossible.
Di Kun was somewhat tempted.
“At this hour, there probably won’t be many people on duty at the Security Bureau,” he worried.
“There are people. Unlike other departments, the Security Bureau has night shifts. In Wubian City, there are at least twenty to thirty people on duty at night.”
“Alright, then let’s give the Security Bureau a little bonus. Every person on duty tonight gets a cup of natural juice,” Di Kun decided.
Tao Fu was astonished.
The Marshal is really—selling juice himself…
“Yes!” Despite his thoughts, Tao Fu immediately agreed.
“Also, check other departments. Those who work hard and perform well should also be rewarded by the military.” As for the rewards themselves, he didn’t need to specify.
“Yes! I’ll send people to find out immediately and report back to the Marshal before 9 a.m. tomorrow!” Tao Fu understood and replied promptly.
Di Kun nodded in satisfaction.
“Besides these orders, if we sell juice on the streets, do you have any suggestions?”
Wholesale orders were settled, but retail still needed attention.
The more he sold, the easier it would be for his wife.
Tao Fu almost suspected the Marshal had been swapped with someone else.
Still, he swallowed and gave his advice.
“If the Marshal really wants to sell juice, you could buy some glowing toys to attract passersby. If the toys have writing on them saying ‘selling natural juice,’ even better. That way, you wouldn’t have to shout.”
Tao Fu imagined the Marshal wearing a glowing headband, selling natural juice, and it made his eyes hurt.
“Cough, you could also give small toys as gifts—like buy two cups of juice and get a toy—to maybe boost sales!”
Di Kun listened while considering the feasibility of Tao Fu’s suggestions.
“What about during the day?” he asked next.
“During the day?”
“Daytime is even simpler! Marshal, just stand there holding a sign saying ‘selling natural juice,’ and plenty of women—cough, I mean, passersby—will buy from you!” Tao Fu quickly corrected himself.
This wasn’t an exaggeration.
Their Marshal’s face could rival the most famous actors of the Empire.
Perhaps even more handsome, since actors rely on makeup and editing, while the Marshal was a genuinely striking man.
Di Kun didn’t respond, still pondering Tao Fu’s suggestions.
This Tao Fu is suggesting he sell his looks?
Frowning, Di Kun considered another option.
“Or, Marshal, you could display Zhan Feng instead, and let Zhan Feng hold a sign selling juice.”
“If you do that, you’d need to rent a booth on the commercial street. Good locations won’t be cheap.”
“Mm,” Di Kun replied.
Compared to selling his own looks, having Zhan Feng do it seemed more acceptable.
“Uh, Marshal, what exactly is going on on your side? Are you starting a business?” Tao Fu asked cautiously when he heard Di Kun agreed to display Zhan Feng.
He had suggested it jokingly, never expecting the Marshal to actually agree.
Zhan Feng, though not the Marshal’s combat mech, was the prototype of the Zhan Shen mech.
The military design genius He Ran had originally designed Zhan Feng, which won the Marshal’s favor and helped him become head of the military design department.
Five years later, Zhan Shen became the Empire’s top mech, and few people even knew of Zhan Feng.
But that didn’t reduce its importance, especially to the Marshal.
Di Kun paused.
“I need to earn money to support my family,” he said.
What?
“My fiancée and our baby are on DQ008.”
Ah?!
Tao Fu thought he was hallucinating.
“My identity must be kept secret, so I can’t provide them financial support for now.”
“Also, I want to work with her so she gradually becomes accustomed to and trusts me.”
“Y-Your fiancée doesn’t know your identity?” Tao Fu stammered.
The Marshal has a woman? And she’s already had his child?!
Oh my god—he knows such a secret?!
The Marshal, long thought indifferent to women and suspected by the Empress of having no interest, is secretly in love!
Does the Empress know?
What should he do? He wants to share this explosive news with someone!
“She shouldn’t know,” Di Kun said.
“This stops with you. Don’t tell anyone else.”
Tao Fu’s face stiffened.
He felt suffocated.
“Also, continue monitoring those people. Report anything unusual immediately.”
Tao Fu became serious at once.
“Yes!”
Di Kun gave a few more instructions and hung up.
Remembering he still had forty-eight cups of juice in his mech necklace, he decided to follow Tao Fu’s suggestion and buy some glowing toys to attract attention.
But since he couldn’t access his account, he decided to find Su Yue first.
With his fiancée’s location, finding her was easy.
Following the navigation, Di Kun soon saw his wife and her elder brother serving juice.
He turned off the light on his light-brain and strode toward Su Yue.
“Yueyue—”
Su Yue looked back, meeting the gaze and bright smile of the man, and her heart skipped a beat.
Nearby, the lights made her conspicuously visible, drawing the attention of several women, many of whom were swooning and even readying their light-brains to take photos.
Di Kun wasn’t worried; even if they took photos, they would soon be deleted.
Still, it reminded him to do some disguise next time he went out.
“Why are you here?” Su Yue asked, a little self-conscious under so many eyes.
Di Kun’s gaze was entirely on her, ignoring everyone else.
“I just thought of some ideas to help sell juice and wanted to discuss them with you.”
Su Yue straightened up.
“What ideas?”