novelraw Chapter 341 - 315: Our Qian
Chapter 341 - 315: Our Qian
Yu Minglang saw that his Mei was surrounded by onlookers, how could that be acceptable?
Decisive action!
"Dear neighbors and friends, Qian’s current identity is indeed a bit special, not very convenient to explain. If I say too much, it becomes a leak, breaking regulations. If any of you need her help, you can wait until she opens her studio to queue up and get a number. You all will get a 15% discount, the friend price!"
"No way, you have to pay just to say a few words?"
"Of course, she’s not just talking for free. Do you know how much she made from speaking those few words on TV today?"
Everyone craned their necks to listen.
Qian watched Yu Minglang bluff with a smile while Chen Zilong, sitting by the side munching on an apple, murmured, "Isn’t this all my sister’s tricks? He can actually learn this?"
"Today, Qian can earn at least 88,000! Who wants to ask her something, come register in line with me. My Qian can answer anything. Madam, are you asking about marital and emotional issues for your son? My Qian is an expert in that!"
The one who was just pulling at Qian the fiercest, shook their head like a rattle drum.
"No, no, no, it’s just a little quarrel between the young couple, I’ll settle it myself at home, no need to bother Qian’er!" 88,000! What would that be at an 80% discount?
Yu Minglang turned more enthusiastically to the other side, "This lady, what are you asking about, dissatisfaction in marriage or relationship?"
"Those are trivial matters, I’ll just get a divorce when I get home!" This one was more straightforward. With such high fees, who would need help? They all thought Qian was helping for free.
Yu Minglang looked up, amiably scanning the crowd. The neighbors who had just been thinking of asking Qian for help to mediate or counsel had their gazes wavering, and they withdrew at the quickest speed.
"I just remembered, I have a stew on the stove at home, Mrs. Long, I’ll come over tomorrow!"
"Right, Mrs. Long has raised such a good daughter, look at how much money she brings home..." Everyone was sour with envy.
This isn’t extortion, like raising bandits and robbing money?
There was even an aunt muttering softly, "Could this be a state-run fortune-telling service? Otherwise, why would the police look for her..."
Qian almost burst out laughing. These folks still didn’t understand her profession, mixing her up with the village fortune-tellers.
State-run fortune-telling service... why don’t they say I beg with imperial decree? Luckily, the title ’Qian’ was established early; otherwise, she’d become Qian’er Fairy?
From the corner of her eye, she spotted Yu Minglang. Indeed, he’s quite savvy socially, not stupid at all. He’s good at this, shooing away those opportunistic middle-aged women without a hint of irritation, making them leave faster than anything else.
Yu Minglang waved enthusiastically at the neighbors, "If you need anything, be sure to come to my Qian, don’t hesitate, all come, all come~"
Those people practically flew away, running even faster, afraid they’d be late and let Yu Minglang solicit business.
After most of the people had left, Qian asked Yu Minglang.
"Since when was my identity special, and 88,000? Comrade soldier, this awareness of yours is rather concerning."
Yu Minglang mimicked Qian’s usual way of blinking and even imitated her tone, "It’s all true what I said."
Facing Qian’s teasing gaze, Yu Minglang spread his hands.
"Your identity is special, after all—soon-to-be military family, in a highly confidential department. Isn’t that special?"
Jia Xiufang, watching from the side, felt a bit uneasy.
"Qian’er, they’re all neighbors, is this really okay?"
"Absolutely no issue! Auntie, we cannot open this door; though our Qian is outstanding, her achievements are due to her own hard work and perseverance. Why should anyone just get benefits handed to them? Being a consultant after her graduation does require fees, and if we start opening this door, people will flock to her for both trivial and serious matters. That would be too much for her."
Yu Minglang said earnestly, while Qian nodded, thinking her Xiaoqiang was sensible.
"Mom, Minglang handled it correctly. I can’t make myself a pushover to take on problems for nothing. These people don’t interact with us much, and they just think because my problem-solving seems effortless, they want to take advantage. But this is my living, if everyone comes to me for free, what do I become?"
"Think of it like this, if our Qian opened a bun shop to sell buns, should people pay for the buns? Her work is like that, a cerebral effort as much as a physical one. It’s laborious, and she can’t be doing everything for free."
Jia Xiufang smacked her lips twice, not speaking.
Though what Yu Minglang said made sense, it still felt odd to her. In fact, she wanted to ask, when had her daughter become "our Qian"?
"Then brother-in-law, why did you say my sister earns 88,000 in a day?" Chen Zilong asked, munching on an apple.
"That’s because—" Yu Minglang glanced at his mother. Mrs. Yu had been watching the fun on the sidelines for a while. Ah, look at her son with such an eager face, clucking her tongue. He never used to talk so much at home.
So raising a son, huh? A daughter would be more thoughtful; here he is at his mother-in-law’s, smooth-talking nicely. See how he talked to Qian’s mom, leaving her quite stunned. Mrs. Yu thought she must recount this to her partner when he returns from his trip.
Internally complaining about her son, she didn’t let it show on her face; remembering she was here today with a mission, she had to confirm things.
Mrs. Yu stepped forward, warmly holding Jia Xiufang’s hands.
"My dear sister, I’ve been wanting to come over for a long time, just to see who raised such a wonderful, sensible girl. Today I’m convinced, truly, like mother like daughter. To raise such a good girl like Qian, my dear sister, you really deserve credit!"
This endearing address, this genuine expression, this obvious attempt to charm, completely mirrored Yu Minglang. Qian chuckled, now she knew where Yu Minglang got his social savvy from.
This seemingly exaggerated flattery was a bit over the top, but Jia Xiufang loved hearing it; after all, it was praising her child, who wouldn’t be pleased?
Modestly she replied, "It’s not as good as you say, but this girl has indeed taken after me in her character. Our family might be average financially, but we put a great deal of emphasis on education."
"Yes, yes, valuing good character. That’s why I’m so impressed by Qian’s virtues. I’m here uninvited today, wanting to discuss the engagement of these two kids with you. I sincerely like our Qian. She’s sensible, knows both her limits and her ambitions. Our whole family adores her, though it’s my youngest who likes her the most. Even as Qian is still studying, we’ve been quite impatient, so I hope you could agree to let them get engaged first. Rest assured, as long as we’re here, my youngest will certainly treat Qian well."
Qian has officially been renamed to "our Qian," and it rolls off the tongue so smoothly.