Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 669 - 649: An Encounter in a Narrow Path, He Juncai (8)

He Wenyu stated that she was willing to take the blame because, after all, it was only possible to proceed with the plan because of Jimo Cheng.

It was better not to mess with these two, considering they were fiancés.

"Are you catching a cold? Your face is so red?" Lin Jiayou looked at the blush on Luo Qianqian’s face, and recalling what Jimo Cheng had just said, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows and laughed, showing no mercy to his sister.

"Would you believe me if I said I’ll hit you?" Luo Qianqian fiercely clenched her small fist and went back into her room.

"Anyway, we’re all involved in this. We share weal and woe together. Qianqian, you’ll have to step up tomorrow. My dad really trusts you," especially since the house was bought through He Jun and the Luo Family’s influence. Now that property prices have skyrocketed, just mentioning the house makes him happy enough to show his back teeth.

"Alright, no problem. When dad gets angry and wants to hit someone, you hold him back while we run first," Luo Qianqian said without any loyalty at all.

He Wenyu stared, not knowing what expression to make, and after a moment, with a helpless look: "My dad has hit me." Because I fought with you over pig’s trotters." "When did he ever hit you?"

Luo Qianqian blinked. Indeed, it had never happened because she had never done anything to make mischievous trouble. She was a good girl, okay?

"Here’s the material, you’ll stay there tonight." Jimo Cheng casually took a folder and handed it to the young man.

"Okay, thank you, Young Master Cheng," the young man said.

"Hey, it’s a good thing we have many rooms. But normally, isn’t there a charge even when no one’s staying?" He Wenyu frowned, puzzled and annoyed: "Such a waste." Not to mention there was also a separate conference room.

Luo Qianqian just wanted to say, does Jimo Cheng look like someone who would be worried about running out of money?

"Tomorrow, Qianqian, you and Xiao Yu go to find Uncle He first, give him a heads up by saying that Brother Jiayou has made some money. Then say that Brother Jiayou is meeting someone at noon somewhere, and take Uncle He to check it out. You guys need to come up with the location, I’m not familiar," Jimo Cheng said with a calm face, showing no signs that he was actually planning a deceitful script.

He Wenyu frowned, "We need to choose a place that’s closer. My dad is always busy at noon, so it has to be early. The restaurant really does get busy." Since her dear dad started a barbecue restaurant, it’s been creatively bustling—there’s barbecued skewers, fried rice, skewer-topped rice, and of course, regular rice and noodle dishes. However, fried lamb skewers rice has become a specialty of the restaurant. A lot of people come specifically for it, and importantly, the prices are very affordable.

"We still need to choose a place that seems a bit upscale to make it more believable," Luo Qianqian also nodded in agreement.

"... Aren’t you talking about the hotel we’re staying at right now?" Lin Jiayou said, speechless. It had to be nearby and upscale, and considering Uncle He’s barbecue restaurant as the center with a three-kilometer radius, our hotel just happens to be the most upscale place in that range.

"If it’s here, that would be convenient," Jimo Cheng nodded, feeling helpless inside about his actions. Why does he feel like he’s being the king of kids pretending to play house with a group of people?

"...why do I feel like my dad won’t come?" He Wenyu shook her head repeatedly: "We should maybe lower the level a bit. My mom and dad didn’t even dare to come here for their anniversary."

Luo Qianqian wore a speechless expression. Exactly, eating a good meal that covers heaven, earth, and sea here would cost as much as what her godparents make in a month. You’re still in high school, and every month tutoring fees flow out like water; how could they afford it?

"Brother, do they have any buffet vouchers here? We could buy a few, right? Invite not just godfather but godmother too," Luo Qianqian blinked. "If it’s free, it also adds credibility. Just say that Brother Jiayou is giving it away for free."

"That’s possible," Jimo Cheng nodded. Even if there weren’t any such meal vouchers, he could print them anyway. At worst, he’d just pay the bill for that table in advance.

After all, as a big hotel, how could it not have it?

"Qianqian, you’re a genius!" He Wenyu was elated.

Jimo Cheng looked at Luo Qianqian with a gaze full of admiration, "And then?"

"Then this guy and Brother Jiayou, after they sit down, should enter the restaurant, preferably carrying a bag full of cash..."

"That looks so nouveau riche... Arguing with money as a weapon?" He Wenyu said disdainfully, "Nowadays, even school fees and meal costs are paid with a card, why do we need cash for such a large amount? How much money are we talking about?"

"... Brother Jiayou, how much savings do you have?" Luo Qianqian blinked, this still had better be somewhat realistic.

"... About... ten thousand..." Lin Jiayou felt awkward, he was still a student, okay? Where would he get savings? He had some before, but a long-distance relationship had drained his energy and money. These were still earned from summer jobs and part-time work during the semester, intended for future relationship expenses. He didn’t plan on always asking Lin Xu for money; that would make him look too incompetent, especially considering he had a younger half-brother... An Hao.

"... Take two hundred thousand, give him twenty thousand," Luo Qianqian said seriously, "Something about doubling it in three months, but can banks even issue that much cash? Don’t you have to make an appointment for amounts over fifty thousand?"

"No worries, I have it," Jimo Cheng responded calmly.

Luo Qianqian curled her lips, almost forgetting there was a wealthy high-class man right here, wealthy for several generations. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Shouldn’t Xiao Yu have a reason to spend money? That way it would make his godfather anxious to earn money?" Luo Qianqian continued, her face scheming, making He Wenyu shudder. Fortunately, Luo Qianqian was neither an enemy nor a disliked person, otherwise, it would really be...

"Tutoring classes, of course. Nowadays, tutoring classes are expensive, the better the teacher, the higher the cost," Lin Jiayou said earnestly.

"Right... so, we say winter tutoring classes in Capital City? Taught by my previous teacher? That he’s especially good and so the classes are particularly expensive?" Luo Qianqian seamlessly continued her fabrication.

"Sounds good, sounds good," He Wenyu nodded repeatedly. When it came to education, as soon as it involved Luo Qianqian and Luo Shufan, his parents completely lost all sense of rationality.

"... But, you’re not really going to set tutoring rates to six figures, are you?" Lin Jiayou’s mouth twitched, as far as he knew, the current savings must be six figures, even though all the storefronts were rented.

"Eight hundred an hour... let’s see, Xiao Yu would need at least math, foreign languages, physics, and chemistry, right?" Luo Qianqian looked at He Wenyu, who nodded silently. When it came to who knew her best, it definitely had to be Luo Qianqian, who had been studying with her since childhood. It baffled him why she insisted on choosing science like her.

"Three thousand a day... that won’t work... only thirty thousand in ten days. What about eight hours a day? Sixty thousand in ten days?" Luo Qianqian blinked, her face serious.

"I’ve never seen such a ruthless merchant like you, setting the price per lesson based on someone’s savings... have you ever seen a class that costs eight hundred per lesson?" Lin Jiayou helplessly wondered if the tutoring offered by Luo Shufan and Luo Qianqian back then wasn’t already...

"There are," Jimo Cheng nodded, "In my neighborhood, one-to-two tutoring, at least thirteen hundred an hour."

We’re poor, okay? All of us...

Everyone stared at Jimo Cheng together.