Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 675 - 655: An Encounter in a Narrow Path, He Juncai (14)

Chapter 675: Chapter 655: An Encounter in a Narrow Path, He Juncai (14)

"Okay." After Huang Yueran said this, the two of them walked over with resolute determination in their eyes.

"Well, Manager Sun..."

"Just call me Xiao Sun," the young man immediately said. Joking about the godfather and godmother of his boss’s fiancée and calling him a manager, did he still want to mix in this circle?

"You see, your uncle and I are also quite interested in your company; can you bring us along?" He Jun said with a firm face.

The young man looked at Luo Qianqian with difficulty, then at Lin Jiayou, and finally closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stamped his foot: "Okay, then I won’t take your commission!" It seemed like he made a big decision: "But we have to sign a contract—the earliest I can give you the money is in three months."

He Jun looked a bit hesitant, but Huang Yueran said directly, "Okay."

"I have to go back to the company this afternoon, I am still on vacation, and if it weren’t for Jiayou being in a hurry, I couldn’t have come. How about you come to the company to handle this after my vacation ends?" The young man adopted a business-like demeanor.

"This..." After hearing this, He Jun became even more hesitant.

However, Huang Yueran was extremely decisive: "Can’t we sign today?"

"Today? Well, I don’t have the contract, and even though we can print it, I don’t have the company’s seal..." the young man said.

Seeing that Huang Yueran also seemed hesitant, Luo Qianqian decisively said, "Why don’t you print out the contract first, and both parties sign it, then take the contract to get stamped later and deliver it to the Luo Family?"

"Yes, that works too," Huang Yueran said, having complete trust in Luo Qianqian: "But you have to give us a receipt; otherwise, we’ll feel uneasy."

The young man stared at Luo Qianqian for a long while, and then, as if it took a lot of effort to make up his mind, he said: "Okay, for Miss Luo’s sake."

"My face is really worth a lot..." said Luo Qianqian, as if in exclamation.

The following business was negotiated between the young man and He Jun and Huang Yueran. They successfully shared a table, chatting while eating. Lin Jiayou couldn’t get a word in and didn’t dare to interrupt, as all the words had been practiced in the car earlier. Now the conversation was all improvised, and he could only use eating to cover up his discomfort.

"Fifty thousand, right?" The young man’s voice got slightly louder.

Luo Qianqian was taken aback and looked towards He Wenyu.

He Wenyu shook her head lightly; their family definitely had more than that amount of money.

In a short while, they used the hotel’s facilities to print out the contract and press their handprints on it; it actually looked quite official. The young man also wrote a receipt with calm generosity, and then Father He took the young man to the bank to transfer the money.

He Jun failed to notice that the young man hadn’t settled the account.

Huang Yueran, however, did notice and pulled Luo Qianqian aside: "Didn’t Manager Sun settle the bill?"

Luo Qianqian was taken aback and glanced at Lin Jiayou, who quickly waved his hands: "Don’t worry, we paid as soon as we ordered."

Relieved, Huang Yueran sighed; she had only brought a few tens of yuan for buying fruit. How awkward would it be to be held up by the restaurant later?

Then Huang Yueran hurriedly said she needed to leave: "You guys be careful, I’m going home to get my ID. Call me if anything comes up."

As if she wasn’t afraid at all of He Wenyu being sold by Luo Qianqian, she waved her hand and left.

"ID? What the heck?" He Wenyu looked utterly confused.

Watching the person leave, it wasn’t until then that the previous waiter came forward to the three of them: "This way, please."

Luo Qianqian calmly followed the waiter, not afraid in the least of being turned into a dish by the kitchen and sold off.

Indeed, they were led straight to a private room where Jimo Cheng was sitting elegantly on a chair, sipping tea, exuding grace and nobility.

Looking at the small cake placed before the chair, Luo Qianqian raised her eyebrows, "Brother Jiayou, are you suggesting we combine lunch and afternoon tea together?"

"Too much greasy food isn’t good. It’s better to drink some tea," Jimo Cheng said calmly, waving the waiter away.

"Qianqian, you really are an actress," Lin Jiayou said, now that there were no strangers around to hear.

Luo Qianqian felt awkward. Hey, Brother Jiayou, in your eyes her fiancé doesn’t count as an outsider? Is it really okay to tease her like this in front of others?

He Wenyu sat in the chair, leisurely sipping tea, and Luo Qianqian’s expression told her she was not pleased. So, as her close friend who understood her well, she just calmly continued to drink her tea and eat her snacks.

"Brother Jiayou, I can’t keep your secret any longer." Luo Qianqian narrowed her eyes and sat down calmly without taking another glance at Lin Jiayou.

Lin Jiayou, being a straightforward man, couldn’t grasp the twists and turns of such matters. He looked puzzled but still sat down and said, "What secret... don’t tell me... Qianqian, you shouldn’t be like this."

Just as he began speaking, Lin Jiayou realized what Luo Qianqian must be referring to: the secret that had been treated as a joke earlier. His face turned pale instantly.

Jimo Cheng raised his eyebrows but said nothing. After a moment, his phone rang. After checking it, he looked up and said, "The He Family has decided to purchase the shop and have already made contact. We’ll go handle the paperwork this afternoon."

"Huh???" Luo Qianqian looked surprised. "But Big Brother Bai isn’t here, right?" She had no idea where he had gone off with her little uncle.

Jimo Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Don’t we have you?"

Luo Qianqian waved her hands frantically. She couldn’t show her face; if she were discovered, then what would she do?

"Ah, I should probably go with you, shouldn’t I? Otherwise, how would it end up in my name?" He Wenyu suddenly stood up.

Luo Qianqian was speechless. Was now the time to worry about that?

Luckily, Jimo Cheng was there. He directly had Luo Qianqian sign a power of attorney, and the process on the other end went smoothly. However, by 3 pm, the He Family’s account had only a few thousand yuan in liquid cash left. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

After receiving the message on his phone, Jimo Cheng informed the three of them.

He Wenyu sighed, unable to believe she had managed to swindle all the money from her own family.

When the young people returned, they brought back a card, which Jimo Cheng immediately handed over to He Wenyu.

He Wenyu looked blank. "What’s this?"

"This card is in Qianqian’s name, and it contains your parents’ money," Jimo Cheng explained.

Luo Qianqian’s face showed shock. A card in her name? She only had three in total, and each one was in her wallet...

"Don’t worry, it’s not from your wallet." Seeing Luo Qianqian starting to flip through her wallet, Jimo Cheng’s face held a hint of helplessness. He couldn’t use a card in his name for his little fiancée’s good friend, could he?

Then, observing Luo Qianqian’s wallet, he slightly paused, pulled out a card from his pocket, and handed it to Luo Qianqian.

"What?" Luo Qianqian looked at the card in front of her, completely befuddled.

Picking up the card, she saw a flamboyant signature on it and her mouth twitched, "Don’t tell me this is some sort of supplementary card to your bank account..."

"How could it be?" Jimo Cheng shook his head. He was still underage. How could he have a credit card, let alone a supplementary one?

"Then what is this?" Luo Qianqian looked at it from every angle, but it was clearly a bank card.

Jimo Cheng looked at Luo Qianqian seriously, "My private savings."