Chapter 66: Present My Business Card for a Twenty Percent Discount

Judging from the Lamborghini’s license plate starting with “Li A,” it must have come from Licheng. Rather than being upset, Lu Ye actually felt a bit secretly pleased.

Look at that!

My old lady’s reputation for beauty has even reached Licheng; otherwise, why would someone come all this way just to court her?

The man was holding a bouquet of roses, persistently trying to hand them to Su Qianqian. But Su Qianqian refused to take them no matter what, leaving him in an awkward position. She was so harassed that she had to stop every few steps, barely making any progress. When Su Qianqian saw Lu Ye approaching, she cupped her hands around her mouth and called out, “Honey!”

“Hey!” Lu Ye responded enthusiastically. It wasn’t often that his old lady took the initiative to call him “husband.”

“Wife, I’ve come to pick you up from work!”

The man glanced back and—damn! Was that a globally limited edition Koenigsegg?

He dare not provoke that! So, Su Qianqian was finally able to walk over.

Lu Ye got out of the car of his own accord and gave up the driver’s seat. As long as they were taking the Koenigsegg out, he would never let Su Qianqian sit in the passenger seat.

On the way home, Lu Ye couldn’t help but ask, “Who was that idiot earlier?”

Su Qianqian sighed. “His name is Tan Dong, a classmate of Li Zimu’s. He said he came to discuss business, but all he did was try to flirt with me.”

“And who’s Li Zimu? Sounds familiar.”

“My eldest uncle’s son, Li Yifan’s kid. By seniority, he’s my cousin.”

“Oh, right.”

Su Qianqian began to vent, complaining nonstop: “Li Yifan went straight to my mom, insisting on introducing me to a client. My mom couldn’t refuse and ended up agreeing.”

“You saw it yourself—Tan Dong is like a piece of sticky candy you just can’t shake off.”

Lu Ye listened with a grin as she complained. The whole scene felt uncannily like an old married couple.

He asked, “So, are you taking his business?”

Su Qianqian nodded. “Of course I have to. If I don’t, there’s no money to be made.”

Professionally, the city planning in Mingzhu City is basically saturated. Once Jiangbei District is fully developed, real estate won’t be such a lucrative industry here anymore. Yiren Group must consider expanding to other provinces and cities, and as a first-tier city, Licheng is naturally a great option.

On a personal note, she was only taking this deal because of her mother’s face; she couldn’t let Li Shuqing lose dignity.

“Little rascal, I have to go to Licheng tomorrow for a field survey and project evaluation, but I’m afraid Tan Dong will keep bothering me. You’re coming with me!”

Lu Ye gave a mock salute and said with a laugh, “At your service! But before that, you’ll have to come with me to a dinner with the Lin family.”

“Brother Lin’s place?”

“No, Lin Bei’s home. His father has invited me over a dozen times, and I’ve run out of excuses.”

Lin Zhongtang had always been fixated on him. Lu Ye even started to wonder if the old guy was gay, seeing as he was so fond of his fair looks…

Su Qianqian hesitated, then agreed. “Alright.”

Just how much Lin Zhongtang admired Lu Ye became clear from the feast he prepared. He personally stood at the door with his wife and son to welcome Lu Ye and Su Qianqian as they got out of the car.

Lin Zhongtang, ever the affable host, came forward and draped an arm around Lu Ye’s shoulders, laughing heartily. “Xiao Lu, it’s really hard to get you to have dinner with me.”

Lu Ye replied, “I’m shy about eating at other people’s homes.”

At these words, Lin Bei nearly stumbled and fell flat on his face!

Damn!

When you scammed me out of over a billion, I didn’t see you being shy then!

Lin Zhongtang’s wife, Fang Wen, was nearly fifty, a typical housewife with a worn look. It was obvious her position in the family was rather humble. Seeing her husband and son lowering themselves before this young couple, she seemed a bit at a loss.

Lu Ye took the initiative to greet her. “Mrs. Lin, you don’t look very well.”

Lin Zhongtang, in a typical patriarchal fashion, interrupted, “Bah, my wife’s always like this. Don’t mind her.”

Lu Ye frowned. “Uncle Lin, that’s where you’re wrong.”

“No successful man gets where he is without his wife’s support. If you’re where you are today, Mrs. Lin surely deserves much of the credit.”

His words were flawless, praising both of the old couple in one stroke. Su Qianqian nodded inwardly—his emotional intelligence was top-notch.

The next second, Lu Ye flashed a smile and handed Fang Wen a business card. “Mrs. Lin, you’ve heard of Yiren Club, haven’t you? Take my card to the club and sign up for a VIP card—you’ll get a twenty percent discount!”

Lin Zhongtang, Lin Bei, and Su Qianqian all nearly fell over.

So that’s what you were angling for—a sales pitch!

But Fang Wen happily accepted the card. Of course she’d heard of Yiren Club, and her own status wasn’t much lower than the society ladies there. Both around fifty, those women always looked as fresh as girls, pampered by their husbands and sons, while Fang Wen herself was invisible at home. As she aged and lost her looks, Lin Zhongtang’s gaze grew colder.

Now that Lu Ye had personally invited her to be a VIP at Yiren Club, she was delighted.

During dinner, although Lin Zhongtang chatted with Lu Ye about everyday matters, he seemed to have something on his mind.

Lu Ye got straight to the point: “Uncle Lin, surely this isn’t just about dinner? If you have something to say, you’d better hurry—I’m almost finished eating.”

Lin Zhongtang gave an embarrassed laugh before finally speaking up. “To be honest, I do have a favor to ask.”

“Go ahead,” Lu Ye replied.

“I have an old friend in Licheng—he’s getting on in years and has developed some health issues. He was hospitalized just a few days ago…”

This old friend, Tan Songming, owned a steel factory in Licheng. All his raw materials—the iron ore—came from the Lin family’s mines. A few days ago, Tan Songming fell ill and was rushed to the hospital. He had only one son, who refused to take over the business.

If Tan Songming were to pass, the factory would have to close, severely impacting business at the Lin family’s mines.

Lin Zhongtang wanted to ask Lu Ye to help save his friend and business partner.

Lu Ye didn’t think too much about it. Since he was going to Licheng with his old lady anyway, he agreed.

“As for the consultation fee…”

At the mention of the fee, both Lin Zhongtang and Lin Bei shuddered.

“God, you’re not going to charge another billion, are you?”

Lu Ye laughed. “No, let him pay what he thinks is fair. Money is just a string of numbers to me.”

Only then did Lin Zhongtang finally breathe a sigh of relief.

“Xiao Lu, if you can cure my friend, from now on, the Lin family will always stand with the Su family in Mingzhu City—I give you my word, and Lin Bei will keep the promise too!”

Lin Bei nodded in agreement. “Lu, I’ve already made peace with you, and besides, Sis-in-law is the big sister of our Young Masters’ Alliance.”

Though he’d sided with Lu Ye before just to spite Xu Fugui, after all that had happened, he realized being friends with Lu Ye was much better than being enemies.

Just look at Zhang Yunjie—he’s Lu Ye’s top lackey now, and the Zhang family is thriving because of it! Meanwhile, Xu Fugui and Xu Zhaocai, thinking they had the Xu family in Beijing backing them, went up against Lu Ye and got thoroughly ruined for it.

Even though Lu Ye had once fleeced him, he’d managed to get ten billion from Xu Zhaocai in return, hadn’t he? All in all, he hadn’t really lost out.

And whatever his father said was law at home, so Lin Bei didn’t dare go against him.

After getting Tan Songming’s address, Lu Ye and Su Qianqian took their leave.

The next day.

Su Qianqian drove the Koenigsegg onto the highway while Lu Ye dozed in the passenger seat. By the time he woke up, they had arrived in Licheng.

Following the GPS, Su Qianqian pulled up to a plot of land that had yet to be developed. Tan Dong—the same idiot who’d driven the Lamborghini the day before—was already waiting there for her, still clutching a bouquet of roses. It was unclear if these were the same ones he’d tried to give her yesterday; they looked wilted and covered in dust blown by the wind.

“Qianqian, thank you so much for coming. These are for you!”

Smack! Lu Ye knocked the roses from his hand and smiled lightly. “President Tan, you’re giving my wife flowers—do I not exist to you?”

This time, Tan Dong looked at Lu Ye with nothing but contempt, his previous fear gone.

“I checked you out. Turns out you’re just a low-level security guard at Yiren Group, a live-in son-in-law of the Su family.”

“My advice to you: be sensible and leave Qianqian. You’re not good enough for her!”