Facing Ye Qiu’s question, Master Changmei chuckled twice but didn’t answer.
Ye Qiu felt a surge of irritation, knowing this old geezer was probably fishing for some kind of benefit.
“Name your price!” Ye Qiu said.
Master Changmei replied, “I sold you ten sword talismans, so I’ve got three hundred million in hand. I’m not short on cash.”
“Then what do you want?” Ye Qiu asked.
Master Changmei grinned, “I don’t want anything.”
You old git.
Ye Qiu was itching to slap the old man.
Master Changmei continued, “I have one condition. On this Northeast trip, you follow my lead completely, or don’t expect me to tell you how to treat Su Luoying.”
Ye Qiu glanced at Master Changmei, noticing a sly glint in his eyes.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu realised that Master Changmei’s trip to Changbai Mountain wasn’t about helping him find a thousand-year-old spiritual herb but had another purpose.
What was that purpose?
Ye Qiu voiced his doubts, “What exactly are you going to the Northeast for?”
Master Changmei said, “What else? Obviously to help you find the thousand-year-old spiritual herb.”
Ye Qiu didn’t buy his nonsense and said coldly, “If you don’t tell me your real reason for going to the Northeast, I’m not going.”
Master Changmei threatened, “Little brat, if you don’t go to the Northeast, you can forget about the spiritual herb.”
“I can find it myself,” Ye Qiu said. “Longmen has a hundred thousand disciples. I don’t believe we can’t find a single thousand-year-old spiritual herb with so many people.”
“Come off it. If Longmen’s disciples could find a spiritual herb, would you need to ask me?” Master Changmei said, “I’ll be honest, I’m going to the Northeast for a big deal.”
“If it succeeds, Longhu Mountain’s glory is just around the corner.”
“Of course, I’ll also help you find the spiritual herb.”
“We’ll cooperate, each getting what we need. You won’t lose out. Even if we don’t find the herb, after the Northeast trip, I’ll tell you how to save Su Luoying.”
Ye Qiu said coldly, “Let’s be clear, if you dare trick me, I’ll chop you up.”
Master Changmei laughed heartily, “Relax, I always keep my word. How could I trick you?”
Ye Qiu released the brake, and the car continued forward.
After a while.
“Stop!” Master Changmei suddenly shouted.
Ye Qiu pulled over.
“Little brat, we leave tomorrow at eight in the morning. Oh, and book me a plane ticket,” Master Changmei said, opening the car door and hopping out.
Shameless old geezer, pocketing three hundred million from me and still expecting me to book his ticket. Despicable!
Ye Qiu cursed inwardly, then glanced over to see Master Changmei slipping into a foot massage parlour.
Instantly, Ye Qiu’s face darkened like the bottom of a pot.
“Disgraceful old thing, hmph.”
Ye Qiu snorted coldly, then decided to go see Lin Jingzhi.
He had planned to spend some quality time with Lin Jingzhi, Bai Bing, and Qin Wan upon returning, but Master Changmei showed up so soon.
With a trip tomorrow, he didn’t have time to see the others, but he had to visit Lin Jingzhi.
Ye Qiu owed his current success to her. Without Lin Jingzhi, he wouldn’t be where he was today.
Besides, he missed her.
Ye Qiu parked under Lin Jingzhi’s company building and walked straight into the lobby.
As he entered, he saw a balding middle-aged man holding a large bouquet of roses, wearing a big gold watch and a suit, talking to the receptionist.
“Is your President Lin in?” the man asked.
“Sir, may I ask what you want with President Lin?” The receptionist saw the roses and guessed his intentions but asked out of courtesy.
The man said, “I’m here to discuss some matters with President Lin.”
“Do you have an appointment with President Lin?” the receptionist asked again.
The man smiled, “President Lin and I are old acquaintances, no appointment needed.”
The receptionist said politely, “I’m sorry, sir, company policy requires an appointment to see her.”
The man’s face stiffened, then he said, “I’m a business partner of President Lin, no appointment is necessary.”
The receptionist smiled, “Since you’re so close to President Lin, why don’t you call her to come down and meet you?”
The man, “…”
At that moment, a magnetic voice rang out, “Miss, where’s President Lin?”
The receptionist turned to see Ye Qiu, her face lighting up with an enthusiastic smile, “Mr. Ye, hello! President Lin is in her office.”
“Thank you,” Ye Qiu said with a smile, then strode confidently toward the elevator.
The receptionist watched Ye Qiu’s back, her eyes sparkling, thinking, “Mr. Ye is so handsome and polite. If only I could find a boyfriend like him.”
The middle-aged man, seeing the receptionist let Ye Qiu through, was annoyed and demanded, “Didn’t you say an appointment is needed to see President Lin? Why’d you let him in? Are you targeting me? I’ll file a complaint.”
No class!
The receptionist cursed inwardly but kept a professional smile, “Sir, I’m not targeting you. Mr. Ye doesn’t need an appointment to see President Lin.”
The man was stunned, “Why not?”
The receptionist replied, “Because Mr. Ye is President Lin’s boyfriend.”
What, Lin Jingzhi has a boyfriend?
The man was crestfallen.
He was a businessman from out of town, new to Jiangzhou. He’d seen Lin Jingzhi at a banquet the previous night and was smitten by her beauty and figure, so he came here today to pursue her.
If he were a Jiangzhou local, he wouldn’t dare chase Lin Jingzhi, even with ten thousand times the courage.
Everyone of note in Jiangzhou knew Lin Jingzhi was Ye Qiu’s woman.
After his disappointment, the man’s anger flared.
“Damn it, a flower stuck in cow dung, a pretty boy!”
The man stormed off with his roses.
Once he was gone, the receptionist snorted, “What a guy, so ugly and still thinking he can chase President Lin. A toad dreaming of swan meat.”
…
Ye Qiu took the elevator to Lin Jingzhi’s office door.
As he raised his hand to knock.
Ding!
His phone received a WeChat message.
Ye Qiu pulled out his phone and saw it was from Lin Jingzhi.
Lin Jingzhi: “I heard from Bai Bing you’re back?”
Ye Qiu replied, “Yeah.”
“Where are you?” Lin Jingzhi asked, then sent another message, “Husband, come find me quick, I’m not feeling well today.”
Ye Qiu’s heart skipped a beat, thinking Lin Jingzhi was ill, and quickly asked, “Sister Lin, what’s wrong?”
Lin Jingzhi replied, “Come quick, I want you~”
