novelraw Chapter 73: Shameless!!
Chapter 73: Shameless!!
"What do you want to do?" my little uncle asked warily.
Yu Minglang patted his little uncle’s shoulder.
"Uncle, with such good material, it’s a shame to make a pendant, a button would be too big, and a bracelet might be too small to sell, right?"
His little uncle nodded robotically, and Yu Minglang’s expression became a bit more righteous.
"So, I thought of what you were thinking. Make it into a bracelet, give me the bracelet, and you carve a small pendant out of the bracelet core. The pendant will be reasonably priced and easy to sell."
His little uncle hadn’t reacted yet, "Then who are you going to give such a small bracelet to?"
Who else but his slender-wristed girl!
Qian has a small frame. Yu Minglang, after forcibly pulling her hand a few times, had already remembered the girl’s size. Just compared with this stone, making a bracelet shouldn’t be a problem.
"Once you make it, there will naturally be someone to wear it. Uncle, see how much I consider you, knowing you make bracelets that nobody wears, I help you digest them internally."
His little uncle was both crying and laughing.
"Yu Laomao, do you have to say taking advantage is so righteous? Fine, whatever you say, but there’s one thing, you have to bring your girlfriend over when you have time, let uncle take a look."
"We’ll meet sooner or later, don’t make the gift too generous, just some of your unsold pendants, earrings, or something, will do for us. Remember, we just want the unsold ones. We’re kind, we won’t snatch uncle’s best-selling items."
His little uncle grinds his teeth.
"Shameless!"
Which of his unsold items was cheap?
The best-selling ones are all cheap goods. Yu Laomao’s intention is simple: my girl can’t be shown to you for free; give what you want, give more, we can keep it, give less, and I won’t be happy!
"Whose temperament is it that you have this bandit nature..." His little uncle muttered as he drew the bracelet style on the rough stone with a special pen.
"Can’t help it, I’m the poorest at home, you affluent people must lead me, the labor masses, to common prosperity!"
His little uncle’s hand trembled, almost drawing off.
"Yu Laomao, you’re poor? Your company shares and everything, are we blind?" A billionaire crying poor!
"In the past, one person ate enough, the whole family wasn’t hungry, now it doesn’t work anymore, uncle, you, an eternal bachelor, can’t understand the troubles of having a girlfriend, really, I need to find a way to fetch a wife, you know, I just joined the company, no dividends on shares until the end of the year..."
Not only mocking the other as a bachelor but also shamelessly crying poor.
His little uncle stood up, "Get down the way you came, I’m not dealing with you anymore!"
Found a girlfriend, huh? Found a girlfriend, and you can run to people and rub salt in their wounds?
Yu Minglang took the cue to stop, pressing his uncle back into the seat.
Qi Yue finished drawing and showed him, "See if the size is right?"
Yu Minglang compared it with his fingers, about right, Qian’s hand should be able to fit.
"Don’t make it a round bracelet, make a formal one, the big tire type, thicker."
"Why?"
"Formal bracelets use more material, so the more material you can use at once, the more you should—Uncle, what’s wrong?"
"Yu, Lao, Mao! You skinflint!"
Yu Minglang thought of himself as a particularly honest person. Honest people may not know what style is good, but they uphold one principle.
The bigger, the better, just like buying gold, whether it’s tacky or not, go for the heaviest one!
"I’m convinced, you little rascal, fine, formal style, but there’s one thing, I can’t guarantee there won’t be cracks, you know, if there are cracks, then the bracelet isn’t perfect."
"No problem, you have so many treasured stones, if this one cracks, there’s always one that doesn’t."
His little uncle was practically going to cough up blood, "Yu Laomao, did you come here to rob me?"
Isn’t this a threat? That if the bracelet isn’t perfect, he’d open more stones to keep going? Obviously, yes.
Yu Minglang looked at him seriously, "Uncle, if the stuff to be given to a girl cannot be perfect, what’s the point of giving it? One must never let the wife suffer, really."
His girl deserves the highest standards, and deep down Yu Minglang stubbornly believed that a tiny crack was not worthy of her.
"Fine, after all, I’m your uncle... hurry and find someone to take charge of you; a bracelet to make you settle down, it’s worth it. When do you need it? I need to have it processed, and if there’s a crack, I’ll have to pick a new stone and start over."
"As soon as possible, within half a month, it must be done."
In another half month, she’d be going to school.
"Okay, come pick it up when it’s done. If possible, bring the girl, let me take a look."
His little uncle was very curious about the girl Yu Minglang, who was so picky, thought so highly of.
Yu Minglang smiled without speaking. He didn’t want to pressure her too much; meeting family required her consent.
Leapt onto the window, his uncle yelled after him, "Use the door!"
"Too slow—Uncle, I left the money under your couch cushion, I’m a man of principle, not taking for free!"
Then a hand slipped out, quickly retracing his steps down, within seconds, he was downstairs.
Qi Yue shook his head, walking to the sofa, "This kid, being so polite to me, seriously... er?"
Speechless, 1000?
Qi Yue was both crying and laughing, this kid, what’s the difference between this and giving nothing?
"I personally do the processing, the labor fee isn’t even enough, is it? I even won an international carving award! This Yu Laomao, really..."
There’s no help for it, after all, this is the Yu Family’s little tyrant. Qi Yue now only hopes that the overbearing Yu Laomao can find a wife who can keep him in line, tempering his bandit nature.
But much later, his little uncle looked to the sky, silently shedding tears. The little tyrant indeed found someone who could keep him in line, but the one he found...was even harsher in action than the little tyrant, that’s a story for another time.
Yu Minglang, having taken care of business, returned to the unit, with a noticeably different state of mind. Once he’d claimed the title of boyfriend, he found life full of vitality, which translated into work as becoming more ruthless, subduing the troublemaking shareholders in the company until they obeyed submissively.
The man’s hormones need to be vented at all times, that’s youth.
Once he left, there was no news. Qian sat at home, while counseling her mother, waiting for news from Yu Minglang.
He had said he’d collect evidence of Chen Lin cheating, but three days had passed, and there was no sign.
Whenever Qian had free time, she looked at the phone, hoping it would ring, yet disliking this inexplicable anticipation.
She believed she should always maintain a calm mind, make precise judgments every time, love this thing that could lower intelligence, she shouldn’t have touched it, but what’s more frustrating, she accidentally got entangled in it, and the man who disrupted her peaceful routine was now out of contact.