Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 264 - 193: You Call Twenty Million a Drop in the Bucket? (Double-Length)

Chapter 264: Chapter 193: You Call Twenty Million a Drop in the Bucket? (Double-Length)

Qi Yun stepped forward, smiling, and said, "Sorry Uncle Tong, I’m late."

Uncle Tong slightly nodded, raised his hand, and introduced, "This is the second member of the Fu Family, Fu Wentao."

"Fu Second, this is a junior of mine, Qi Yun, and this chair belongs to him."

Fu Wentao heard this, his brow furrowed so tightly that it could crush a mosquito, and he helplessly looked towards Uncle Tong, "Uncle Tong, I’m over forty, is it really appropriate to still call me Fu Second?"

Uncle Tong glanced at him, lightly snorted, and said, "What’s wrong with being over forty? Have you forgotten how old man Fu used to chase you with a stick, and you would hide out in my yard?"

"Alright, alright, call me whatever you want." Fu Wentao quickly interrupted, not wanting his embarrassing past to be revealed in front of outsiders anymore.

Seeing this, Uncle Tong said no more, and waved Qi Yun over, "Kid, come and sit."

Qi Yun took two steps forward, sat down, and cupped his hands towards Fu Wentao, "Mr. Fu, I’ve long admired your name."

Fu Wentao looked Qi Yun up and down, slightly nodded, and said, "No need to be so formal, since you’re Uncle Tong’s junior, we’re like family."

"I’m a few years older than you. If you don’t mind, just call me Brother Fu."

Qi Yun was eager to form ties with such a big shot, and quickly seized the opportunity, "Brother Fu, it’s my honor to know you, I couldn’t be happier."

Fu Wentao laughed heartily at these words, appearing quite free-spirited.

Qi Yun sensed a rustic charm from his demeanor, which was precisely to his liking.

After exchanging pleasantries, the distance between them significantly closed.

Fu Wentao put down his teacup, pointed at the Golden Rattan Chair, and said, "This chair is really something. My family used to have one, but my older brother took it abroad, so I can’t even see it. Being able to see one here today is quite a fortune."

Qi Yun nodded in agreement, "Yes, I heard Uncle Tong mention it before as well."

As the conversation reached this point, he brightened up, "Brother Fu, meeting you today feels like destiny. Since you like this chair, let me gift it to you as a token of our acquaintance, what do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Wentao showed a hint of surprise, clearly not expecting Qi Yun to be so generous. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Beside him, Uncle Tong gave Qi Yun a half-smiling look but said nothing.

After a brief silence, Fu Wentao slightly frowned and said, "Brother Qi, I really do like this chair. If it were something else, I’d accept, but the chair is quite valuable. If I took it without compensation, it wouldn’t sound great for my reputation."

Qi Yun chuckled, "Brother Fu, you’re overthinking. I’m giving you the chair because I feel a connection with you and would like to make friends."

"You have much more experience than me. If I encounter any uncertainties in the future, I’d need to consult you often."

Fu Wentao laughed heartily and glanced at Qi Yun, "Making friends is no problem. Our Fu Family and the Tong Family have a connection spanning centuries, so since you’re Uncle Tong’s junior, we’re family."

"As for the chair, Brother Qi, I accept your gesture, but I have my principles. I must still pay what it’s worth. If you ever have any difficulties, just contact me, and I’ll help if I can."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun showed a slight regret, replying, "Since Brother Fu insists, I’ll follow your arrangement."

Fu Wentao nodded with a smile, "That’s more like it."

Then he turned his head to look at the Golden Rattan Chair, thought for a moment, and continued, "Brother Qi, I’ll give you twenty million for this chair, how does that sound?"

Qi Yun was internally shocked, thinking that even selling it to the Fu Family, fifteen million would be plenty. Unexpectedly, he offered twenty million, truly lavish.

However, he maintained composure and smiled, "Brother Fu, isn’t that too much? I feel a bit embarrassed to accept it; how about we cut it in half, ten million is fine."

Fu Wentao smiled and waved his hand, "Brother Qi, to me, the chair is worth more than twenty million, so don’t refuse."

"I, Fu Wentao, always act straightforwardly; I said twenty million, so twenty million it is."

At this point, Uncle Tong also spoke up, "Qi kid, just take it, the Fu Family isn’t short on this bit of money."

Qi Yun clicked his tongue, thinking that twenty million was just a bit in your eyes...

"Alright, since both of you say so, it would be impolite to refuse. I’ll follow Brother Fu’s lead."

Fu Wentao laughed heartily and patted Qi Yun’s shoulder, "You kid, I like you."

After reaching an agreement, he instantly waved to an attendant behind him. The attendant stepped forward to Qi Yun, bowed, and asked, "Mr. Qi, please provide your bank account, I’ll arrange the transfer right away."

Qi Yun nodded, took out his phone, and showed the account to the attendant.

Within two minutes, his phone, just tucked into his pocket, vibrated with a text message. Though he didn’t take it out to check, he trusted the Fu Family’s reputation more than twenty million, so he didn’t worry.

Fu Wentao, usually very busy with business, didn’t linger long. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he left.

Qi Yun saw him off to the car, then returned to the courtyard.

"Thank you for today’s help, Uncle Tong." Qi Yun gave Uncle Tong a deep bow, speaking sincerely.

The matter of the Golden Rattan Chair, Uncle Tong could have just informed Fu Wentao and let Qi Yun talk to him personally.

But instead, he invited Fu Wentao over directly, which was telling by itself.

Uncle Tong nonchalantly waved, "No need to say these things. I’ve had no descendants in my life, so it’s just because you kid are pleasant to the eye that I lend you a hand."

"The Fu Family has grown their business massively over the years, especially with their international ventures. Maintaining a good relationship with Fu Second will do you no harm; how far you can go in the future is up to you."

Qi Yun nodded earnestly, said no more, and just kept this kindness in his heart.

Meanwhile, in the car, Fu Wentao took a cigar from his attendant, casually saying, "Zheng Lin, what do you think of that Qi Yun?"

The attendant named Zheng Lin smiled in response, "Quite interesting."

"You must think so too, or you wouldn’t have raised the offer from fifteen to twenty million on a whim."

Fu Wentao laughed heartily, not directly answering, "If he calls in the future, help him out if you can."

"Yes, boss," Zheng Lin responded respectfully.

...

After leaving the courtyard, Qi Yun sat in the car, looking at the bank balance displayed on his phone, his heart racing.

Receiving twenty million at once, the feeling was incredibly marvelous.

Even before bankruptcy, he never had this much money in his account.

After closing the banking app, he immediately checked flight information and found an afternoon flight back to Jiang Province, so he promptly asked Chen Wei to drive to the airport.

It takes four to five hours to fly from Beijing to Jiang Province; by the time the plane landed, it was already evening.

Upon returning home, Zhao Qing, whom he hadn’t seen in days, immediately rushed into Qi Yun’s arms, teary-eyed.

"You’ve been gone so long, I was worried sick."

Qi Yun held her, comforting for a while, "There, there, I’m back safely now, stop crying, you’ll lose your looks if you keep crying."

Zhao Qing looked up, wiped her tears, then scrutinized Qi Yun before asking, "Have you eaten? I’ll cook for you."

Qi Yun smiled and shook his head, "Not yet, just cook me some noodles."

Zhao Qing gave him a look and stomped towards the kitchen indignantly.

Late at night, Gao Min, who was on watch inside the car, perked up her ears, then looked oddly at the bedroom on the second floor of the mansion, and put on a Bluetooth earphone.

...

The next day, after not being at the company for a long time, Qi Yun appeared at the office door.

Zhong Rui, upon seeing his return, instantly relaxed his previously furrowed brow and hurriedly greeted him, "Boss, you’re finally back, something’s happened at the company!"