novelraw Chapter 109 : Do You Want a Plane, A Fighter Jet (Chinese Raw)
Chapter 109 : Do You Want a Plane, A Fighter Jet (Chinese Raw)
Chapter 109: Do You Want a Plane, A Fighter Jet
“Hey, you’re not angry, are you?”
“Alright, my bad, you’re so handsome, how could there not be girls who like you? A super handsome guy, Big Handsome Lin, don’t be mad, okay?”
Seeing him turn his back without saying a word, Liu Rushuang thought that her earlier words had hurt the young man’s self-esteem, so she quickly apologized and tried to smooth things over.
Although she came from a wealthy family and was beautiful, praised since childhood, she was by no means just a pretty vase with nothing else to offer.
Whether it was her work ability or how she dealt with people, she was outstanding in every way. Coupled with her privileged background that gave her broader experiences, she lived with clarity. Naturally, she would never have the emotional mindset of “I’m a woman, so I can’t apologize to a man.”
Simply put, the stronger someone was at their core, the more they could see things calmly and rationally. If one was wrong, then they were wrong—an apology was just fine.
On the other hand, Lin Mo did not really mind those words, because he knew himself that in the past, he really had no qualities that could attract girls.
Ordinary family background, ordinary looks, and he hardly interacted with girls—was he supposed to just sit around and wait for a girl to confess to him?
But when he heard Liu Rushuang’s words, he was still stunned for a moment, then turned back with a puzzled look at her.
“My bad, hehe, don’t be mad, Xiao Mo is the best!” Liu Rushuang clasped her hands together, speaking with a slight coquettish tone.
Truly worthy of being Empress Rushuang—whether it was allure, purity, mature-sisterly, senior-like, or even widow-like charm, she could switch between versions effortlessly and without a hint of awkwardness, perfectly smooth.
Seeing this, Lin Mo closed his phone, shut his eyes, took a deep breath, and then spoke: “No, I was just thinking about something earlier.”
“Thinking? About what?” Liu Rushuang, seeing his expression really didn’t look like anger, felt relieved and asked.
Hearing this, Lin Mo looked at Liu Rushuang’s face, opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.
“What’s with that expression? What’s wrong, can’t tell me? Fine, big sis won’t ask then.” Liu Rushuang, though a little curious, quickly let it go—after all, he had just helped her, and she couldn’t press him too hard.
Lin Mo shook his head: “It’s not that I can’t say, it’s that I don’t know how to say it.”
“Oh?” Hearing that, Liu Rushuang instead grew more curious. Holding her medicine cup, she leaned back on the sofa and blew on it: “No problem, take your time. I promise to tell you everything I know without holding back.”
“Sister Rushuang, how much money do you have?” Lin Mo asked cautiously.
Honestly, bluntly asking about someone’s savings was already quite impolite. Only because Lin Mo hadn’t graduated yet did Liu Rushuang not think much of it.
Even so, when she heard this, she didn’t answer directly. Instead, she looked him up and down with a smile and said: “A lot~ Why, little brother, don’t feel like working hard anymore?”
Lin Mo shook his head: “That’s not it. I just wanted to ask if rich people like you all buy airplanes?”
Come on, he was someone with cheats—he didn’t need to eat soft rice. But this time, the shopping page had given him too much.
Even if it was military goods, as the saying went, high risk brought high reward. Just the thought that this thing was worth 50 to 80 million U.S. dollars made his breathing quicken.
In other words, if he could really sell it, just one plane would mean he would never worry about food or clothing for life. A few “small goals” would be at his fingertips.
Those weapons he’d scrolled past before were worth so much less; they couldn’t even compare. Even the most expensive sports cars and ginseng were but a drop in the bucket.
If it were converted into Angong Niuhuang Pills, he could practically eat them like meals.
“Private jet? I couldn’t afford one, but my family could. That said, not every rich person buys private jets. Buying it is one thing, but the maintenance costs afterward are sky-high, and they’re annual. It’s really not worth it. Why do you ask?”
Liu Rushuang answered with some confusion.
Indeed, there was never a shortage of rich people in the country, but those who bought private jets were few. The main issue was the poor cost-effectiveness. How many times a year could one even fly? If there was business, going to the airport was just as well.
“Uh, not a private jet, a fighter jet! J-10C.” Lin Mo asked carefully.
“Cough, cough… what? Say that again? Fighter jet? What kind of rich person would buy that? Big sis does legitimate business, you think I’m some mercenary abroad?”
Liu Rushuang, who had just been sipping her medicine, choked immediately at his words, speechless.
Indeed, a private jet was still reasonable, though rare and expensive—at least they were sold domestically. But a fighter jet? Who would buy that? Not to mention whether anyone dared to, even if they could, what would they do with it? Collect it?
“Then Sister Rushuang, do you know anyone abroad who might need one?” Lin Mo pressed.
Liu Rushuang rolled her eyes at him: “What, even if I did, you could really get me one? Please, don’t overestimate your big sis. My family just does small business, we’re not warlords. Where would I know people who need fighter jets?”
Then, her eyes shifted mischievously, and she teased with a smile:
“Why don’t you ask Yuanyuan? Her family’s better off than mine, they’ve been wealthy since her grandfather’s time. Maybe she has the connections.”
Lin Mo: …
Looking at her mischievous expression, he gave up that dangerous thought. He might be blinded by greed, but he wasn’t stupid. He could at least recognize obvious bait.
As for selling a fighter jet abroad himself—first, he couldn’t find a buyer. Second, even if he did, why would they believe he actually had one?
Third, and most importantly, if he really produced one, he couldn’t explain its source. If he ran into people who robbed and killed, his life might be over. After all, abroad wasn’t as safe as home. A disagreement there might be settled with guns—biubiubiu.
“Uh, forget it, I was just asking casually.” Lin Mo gave an embarrassed laugh.
Liu Rushuang was completely thrown off by his words: “Wait, what exactly are you asking? I didn’t understand a thing.”
“It’s nothing, I really was just asking casually.” Lin Mo denied.
Liu Rushuang: “So I let you put your hand in and press, and this is your attitude? Taking advantage and then brushing it off? I misjudged you, I didn’t think you were this kind of…”
“Uh, then lend me some money!”
Before Liu Rushuang could finish, Lin Mo spoke up.
He couldn’t sell arms, but wasn’t there still investment? Maximum interest at ten, the more principal, the greater the profit. Even if it was just three days, it would still be a considerable income.
Judging from Hextech Investment+’s style, it was probably one round per day. One million invested would become 1.1 million the next day, 1.21 million the second, and 1.331 million the third. Excluding the principal, he would net 330,000 in three days—quite a handsome profit.
Most importantly, it was a guaranteed win, the best choice to accumulate wealth, and it gave him a legitimate source for the money.
When asked by family later, he could just say he made it in the stock market.
And among the wealthy around him, the ones who might lend him money were none other than Empress Rushuang and Miss Yuan.
Otherwise, with just himself, even maxing out loans, he probably wouldn’t get much.
By now, Liu Rushuang was so amused by his shamelessness that she laughed, tapping his forehead with a finger: “You’ve learned to scheme your big sis, huh? Don’t you already have a million? Why borrow more? Want to buy a house?”
Given Lin Mo’s situation, aside from buying a house, she couldn’t think of anything else he would need money for.
“Uh, yeah, a house.” Lin Mo thought about it, then didn’t deny it. After all, he needed a legitimate excuse to borrow money.
“Real estate isn’t doing too well now. If you want to buy a house, you should ask Yuanyuan, she could get you a discount. Anyway, how much do you want to borrow?” Liu Rushuang reminded him casually, then agreed.
Lend him money? Even if Lin Mo couldn’t repay, she could take him as collateral. She wouldn’t lose.
At worst, once he graduated, she could drag him into her company—work him like a horse during the day, and like a horse at home at night. Either way, she’d profit.
“Really?” Lin Mo asked excitedly.
柳如烟：“瞧不起谁呢，姐姐我可是富婆，富婆懂不懂啊？”
“那就好，一两个亿不嫌多，七八百万不嫌少，您看看”
林默话还没说完，柳如烟起身就走。
“哎！哎？如烟姐你干嘛去啊？”林默见此，连忙起身拦着。
柳如烟：“去死，我从楼上跳下去，一了白了！”
林默：“不至于吧，您可是富婆啊？”
柳如烟：“姐姐我是胸大，你还真当我无脑啊？你买别野是咋地，张嘴就是一两个亿，你还真敢开口啊！”
闻言，林默连忙将其拉了回来，按在沙发上笑道：“别激动，如烟姐，七八百万咱也不嫌少啊。”
“呵~没事就如烟大帝，现在用到姐姐我了，就如烟姐如烟姐喊着，没有”柳如烟双手抱肩，微微昂着下巴，故意不看他。
“别啊，如烟姐，您看在我这两天鞍前马后的伺候您，没有功劳也有苦劳了？多少借点呗，我打借条”林默顺势拿起一旁的白大褂穿上，给如烟大帝捏着肩膀笑道。
看到这一幕，柳如烟噗的一下就笑出了声，随即开口道：“说罢，你借钱到底想干嘛？”
“买买房啊？”林默道。
柳如烟：“不说实话是吧，那算了”
“说说说，我这不是大四快毕业了嘛，想自己干点什么，就在学校那边，这不是缺点本钱嘛”林默赶紧换了个借口。
他一个学生党，就算是七八百万买房子也很离谱了。
“哦？创业？说来听听”柳如烟感兴趣道，这种事，对于她这个事业型女人来说还是有点吸引力的，若是林默真想出什么好点子，她也不介意投资一把。
“哎呀，您是我亲姐姐行了吧，我这总有点自己的秘密不是？要不算了，您就当我没提过”林默打算放弃，这要是再追问下去，他都不知道怎么圆谎了。
他又不可能真去做生意，没那个天赋啊！大不了就少赚点。
“七八百万是不用想了，不过一二百还是可以的”柳如烟见他不说，甚至想放弃了，这才开口道。
她不可能什么都不知道就借给林默七八百万，关系再好也不行，除非是男女朋友那种十分熟悉的关系。
但一两百万还是可以的，主要是她认为林默值得，毕竟这可是能拿出那种效果的护肤秘药方的人，还拿出了两颗真品93年之前的安宫牛黄丸，谁知道他还能拿出什么好东西。
“真真的吗？”
没想到峰回路转，林默有些兴奋的开口道。
柳如烟双手放到小腹处，饶有深意的瞧了他一眼，轻笑道：“当然，不过看你表现喽，哎呦，有点饿了呢”
“好嘞，您稍等！”
六点十分，表姐苏禾迷迷糊糊的起床，准备去卫生间洗漱，开启一天的牛马生活。
但刚一从卧室出来，客厅灯火辉煌，而眼前的场景让她有点不敢相信。
只见她表弟身穿白大褂，正端着一碗豆浆，一勺一勺的投喂半靠在沙发上的柳如烟。
这种情况她就见过两种，一个是情侣之间的小游戏，一个是太监伺候慈溪。
“呦~苏苏醒了呀，快来，小默亲自去给我买的早餐，过来尝尝，唔~一大早就被制服帅哥投喂的感觉，就是舒服，连这豆浆都甜了不少”柳如烟瞧见苏禾出来，吃了一口故意说道。
闻言，表姐苏禾疑惑的走了过来，在两人身上来回扫视了几眼，随即一把将林默拉到一边小声问道：
“你昨晚出去杀人被她瞧见了？”
林默：.