Chapter 259 - 247: Still Getting Set Up
Chapter 259 - 247: Still Getting Set Up
Teng Shuixian glanced at her father, who hadn’t shown dissatisfaction in front of others for many years, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
She thought her dad looked quite adorable like this.
As his business grew, his expressions became fewer.
What he showed outsiders was just a mask, even when angry, he wouldn’t show it. Now her dad was really like that man in her memory who would use any trick to fool her into eating unpalatable food.
"Pass the phone to him."
"Chen Xiaoqian, enough with the games—"
"Do you want to cure your daughter’s anorexia or not? I’m just asking, do you want to or not."
Teng Daye’s emotions stabilized instantly with Qian’s voice, which had a power to convince people. It was the voice of someone extremely confident, giving him the feeling that this little girl could indeed cure Shuixian.
"What are you going to do?"
"How about placing another bet with me?" Qian smirked.
The phone was on speaker now, and when Teng Shuixian heard Qian mentioning a bet, she felt a chill in her heart.
"Bet on what?"
"Bet I can cure Shuixian. If I win, I’ll call you ’Old Tang’ from now on, and if I lose—" Qian glanced at Mr. Yu, "my big brother will never do any business with you."
Big brother couldn’t laugh anymore, hey, who gave you such confidence?
"Why, this bet doesn’t favor you." Teng Daye asked, puzzled.
Qian’s phone was also on speaker, and Big Brother heard it clearly and felt like crying inside, yeah, silly girl, it’s not right for our family.
If you win, you just call him ’Old Tang’, but if you lose, our business is gone, what were you thinking!
"Because I’m sure to win, Old Tang."
Qian hung up and gave a slight smile to Big Brother, who was on the verge of tears.
"Big brother, congratulations."
"I feel like killing you," said Mr. Yu, mimicking her tone.
"Pfft." Sister-in-law laughed, while Big Brother glared at her full of resentment, you foolish woman, how can you still laugh!
"Not only is this order yours, but the next one is yours too. In the next twenty years, as long as they dare to develop in Q City, all the orders from the Teng Family will be yours."
Qian thought for a moment and added, "Even if one day, Minglang and I are no longer together, as long as you maintain that initial relationship, with or without me, you can still cooperate happily."
"How could you not be together? Minglang will be able to come back in a few years." It was Sister-in-law who spoke, and Qian just twitched the corner of her mouth without replying.
"You women with long hair and short sight will get yourselves killed sooner or later." Big Brother muttered, steering the car steadily towards the hot spring resort.
"Big brother, aren’t you being too opportunistic? You were just smiling at me like a flower, and now you’ve labeled me one of those foolish women?" Qian teased.
"That’s his way. Always short-sighted. Every day he says my hair is long and vision is short. I tell you, Big Fox, I’m seeing further than you this time. Our Qian is telling the truth." Sister-in-law said to Big Brother.
Big Brother depressedly looked back, "Closing" is a nickname, what are you shouting in front of a bunch of kids!
Qian pretended not to hear, oh, Sister-in-law calls Big Brother "Big Fox", pfft, kinda cute.
"Zhaozhao, do you really trust this tricky girl?" Yu Mingli thought he was an expert in strategizing, but it turned out this youngest treasure was even trickier than him.
"It’s an intuition of a seasoned doctor towards a peer about to become an excellent doctor. Doctors rarely ever use a 100% chance to describe their cases. Even the simplest ones have variables. But when a doctor uses the tone Qian did to give such assurance, it means she must be able to do it."
Sister-in-law, being a doctor, didn’t understand business matters.
But she saw the confidence in Qian’s eyes.
This is a light that only comes from a seasoned doctor who has a solid core, not youthful arrogance, not unrestricted speech, but really having a solid grasp.
"Big brother, drive faster. Let’s hurry up and wash up. Maybe we can still catch those chive boxes sold for a fortune on our way back. Aren’t you curious what a billionaire setting up a stall looks like?"
Big Brother really wanted to say he wasn’t curious, but...
Alright, he was really curious.
"Qian, why are you so intent on having them set up a stall?" Sister-in-law asked.
"I previously had her serve plates to correct Shuixian’s vague notions, and now letting them sell chive boxes is to treat Teng Daye. Her type of neurotic anorexia needs parental involvement for treatment. The treatment has officially begun now."
The coastal city’s winter isn’t as cold as the far north, but for people coming from the south, it’s still hard to adapt to such weather.
Teng Daye was pushing a borrowed tricycle with a foam insulation box on it, filled with chive boxes he made with his daughter. Teng Shuixian followed beside him, wrapping herself tighter in the shabby padded jacket Qian had bought for her.
The Teng family’s bodyguards followed from afar, feeling very uneasy.
Seeing the boss set up a stall, would they be laid off when they go back?
But they couldn’t leave either...
"Dad, are you still angry with Qian?" Teng Shuixian asked.
"Humph." Teng Daye had already thought of a hundred ways to deal with Qian. What was he thinking, getting caught up in this make-believe game with kids?
"Actually, I’m quite thankful to have come with you. Q City is great. I met my first good friend in life."
"I regret it." If he hadn’t brought his daughter, they wouldn’t have met Chen Xiaoqian.
Looking disdainfully at the bulky jacket his daughter wore, "Look, she’s even lowered your sense of style. Just for this shabby coat, you’ve even conned your dad. If others see me here playing this game with you, what would they think of me?"
"Dad, I promised Qian..."
They found a crowded spot and parked the tricycle. Having not done such work for ages, he accidentally rolled the wheel over his foot, deepening Teng Daye’s resentment towards Chen Xiaoqian.
The chive boxes were pre-made by chefs. They just had to sell them. People passed by on the street, but no one noticed in this corner, a whacked billionaire with his only heir, selling three chive boxes for a yuan.
The weather got colder with the wind howling. Not one was sold.
"Let’s go back." Teng Daye signaled the distant bodyguards to bring the car over.
He didn’t want to play this pretend game anymore.
Not to mention the business to attend to, just the thought of his daughter being so frail, what would happen if she caught a cold.
"Dad, you told me, we Shanxi merchants value credibility the most. We must do what we promise others. Even if outsiders see us as inflexible, even if it causes us to decline, there will always be a time for resurgence. This is our Shanxi merchants’ foundation."
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