Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 373: This is Me Being Low-Key_1

Chapter 373: Chapter 373: This is Me Being Low-Key_1

Seeing Xiao Li skillfully take out the contract, Luo Shanchuan was somewhat stunned. Could it be that Xiao Li had prepared this in advance?

"Xiao Li, this?"

"Damn! Almost gave it away!"

Xiao Li inwardly cursed herself. In a moment of forgetfulness, she had taken out the contract without any preamble. She quickly covered up, "Oh, Uncle Luo, please don’t misunderstand. This is a contract I prepared yesterday when I was talking about a partnership with a dealer."

"Originally, I had planned to sell a batch of tea and earn some money to pay for Grandma’s treatment."

"But the dealer complained about the low yield on my end and even tried to make advances on me, so I turned him down."

"This contract just happened to be in my bag."

"So, let’s not sign the contract. I believe Uncle Luo, since you promised to help me sell four hundred thousand worth of tea, it can definitely be done, right?"

Luo Shanchuan gave an awkward smile. He had bragged in front of Xiao Li just now, and it would be too shameful to back out at this moment.

Who knows, perhaps Xiao Li would never want to see him again.

And Xiao Li’s words didn’t seem like a lie. Her place was a handicraft workshop with certainly low output, and it was normal for dealers not to want her goods.

Moreover, in this day and age, there were too many LSPs [rich in spirit but poor in wallet], and with Xiao Li’s beauty, it was normal for some to want to take advantage of her.

He thought about his daughter Luo Ning. When she went to the bank for a loan, wasn’t she harassed as well?

Thinking of this, he puffed up his chest and said firmly, "Xiao Li, of course that’s not a problem. Who am I? I’m your Uncle Luo!"

"Uncle Luo might not have any other skills, but I have lots of friends. Finding thirty or fifty people to buy your tea is no trouble at all!"

"Even if no one wanted to buy it, I could pay for the four hundred thousand worth of tea myself."

"Really?"

Xiao Li slightly frowned, somewhat skeptical.

She had just heard Luo Shanchuan say that a thirty-eight yuan Starbucks Frappuccino was too expensive, and he couldn’t even afford that. Could he really come up with four hundred thousand all of a sudden?

She appraised Luo Shanchuan once more.

An impeccably neat blue shirt on top, an ordinary pair of dress pants below, a belt from Septwolves worth about two hundred yuan around his waist, and a domestic wristwatch that didn’t cost more than a thousand yuan.

Could someone dressed like this easily come up with three thousand yuan to buy tea?

Xiao Li was starting to wonder.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head.

In the past few days, she had seen a video of an old man around Luo Shanchuan’s age.

The elder dressed very frugally, even less extravagantly than Luo Shanchuan, spending merely ten yuan for daily groceries and food!

Yet, this seemingly destitute old man quietly went to a Porsche dealership and picked up five Panameras.

Could it be that Luo Shanchuan was like that old man, actually well-off, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?

Seeing that Xiao Li didn’t believe him, Luo Shanchuan felt embarrassed. His expression darkened as he feigned mystery, "Xiao Li, do you think I don’t have money?"

"No... no, that’s not what I mean."

Xiao Li waved her hands frantically, "Uncle Luo, I was just worried that it might be too much trouble for you."

"Trouble? What trouble?"

Luo Shanchuan smoothly retrieved his phone from his pocket and flipped to the photo of the Platine No.1 villa that Yang Meifeng had taken last time, speaking nonchalantly, "The one thing Luo Shanchuan is never short of is money."

"Just take this Platine No.1 for example, worth 170 million!"

"But my daughter and son-in-law liked it very much, so I bought it for them."

Nani?

Xiao Li’s eyes immediately heated up, her round, wide eyes fixated on the photo on the phone, her heart trembling with excitement.

Could it be that this Luo Shanchuan really was a hidden rich man?

Wait, could it be a picture found on the internet to deceive me?

Seeing Xiao Li’s hesitant expression, Luo Shanchuan knew she was suspicious. He waved to his granddaughter Mo Xiaochen and motioned for her to come over, saying leisurely, "Chen Chen, when did your dad say we can move into that Platine No.1?"

Mo Xiaochen pouted and without thinking said, "Dad said, in at most half a month, we’ll be able to move in there."

"Chen Chen has been there, it’s so big, so beautiful! Chen Chen really loves it there!"

With even a child saying so, Xiao Li’s last bit of doubt vanished.

A broad smile spread across her face, and she hugged Luo Shanchuan by the arm, coquettishly saying, "Uncle Luo, you’re really mean, playing tricks on us good girls just like those bad people on the internet."

"Hehe, I’m just being low-key. Rich people have to worry about being targeted," Luo Shanchuan said, fearing Xiao Li would immediately ask him for money. He spoke half-truths, "But right now, all our family’s money is managed by my nagging wife, and although forty thousand isn’t a lot, it will take some time to get it."

"However, rest assured, within three days, I will absolutely make it happen!"

Xiao Li was overjoyed, and she couldn’t stop leaning against Luo Shanchuan, wishing she could sit on his lap.

Luo Shanchuan mustered the courage and his hands roamed restlessly over Xiao Li’s body, the sensation incomparably better than his waxy wife Yang Meifeng.

...

Meanwhile, as Luo Shanchuan and Xiao Li were enjoying their illicit moment, his wife Yang Meifeng was put back in the detention room.

Holding the vegetable buns given to her by the officer, Yang Meifeng felt the bitterness in her heart.

If she had been smarter just before and hadn’t talked too much, she might have been out by now, without having to return here.

"Oh, you have buns to eat? Living quite comfortably, aren’t you?"

As soon as the officer left, Zhang Hongyan got down from the bed, approached Yang Meifeng, snatched the bun, and took a bite, "Hmm, pickled vegetable filling, tasty!"

"That’s my bun!"

Yang Meifeng became anxious; she hadn’t eaten anything all day. She quickly clutched the other bun, intending to bring it to her mouth.

Unfortunately, she was too slow.

Before Zhang Hongyan even swallowed her first bite of the bun, she grabbed Yang Meifeng’s arm and snatched the second bun.

As Yang Meifeng watched her buns disappearing into Zhang Hongyan’s belly, flames of anger seemed to flare from her eyes.

"Wuwuwu..."

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