Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 464: Not Two Thousand, It’s Two Hundred_1

Chapter 464: Chapter 464: Not Two Thousand, It’s Two Hundred_1

"It was Sister Xiao Li."

Just as Luo Shanchuan was at a loss for words, his granddaughter Mo Xiaochen by his side had already spoken up. Puckering her small lips, she earnestly said, "That day, Grandpa took me to meet Sister Xiao Li, and Sister Xiao Li gave Grandpa a box of tea."

Sister Xiao Li?

The expressions on Luo Ning and Yang Meifeng’s faces changed drastically at the same time, especially Yang Meifeng, whose entire face puffed up with anger.

"Luo Shanchuan, who is this Sister Xiao Li?"

Yang Meifeng’s eyes narrowed, and she snorted through her nose, demanding, "Why did she give you tea? Tell me, what exactly is your relationship with her?"

Luo Ning also focused her gaze on her father, wanting to know the answer.

Luo Shanchuan had no idea that his granddaughter would mention Xiao Li at this moment, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead as his mind raced.

"Xiao Li is just Xiao Li!"

After pausing for five seconds, Luo Shanchuan spread his hands and replied, "Don’t look at me like that, I have nothing to do with her."

"She’s a girl of only eighteen or nineteen, and I’m already fifty, half into the grave. What kind of relationship could I possibly have with her?"

Fearing his wife and daughter wouldn’t believe him, Luo Shanchuan continued, "She’s just an ordinary tea farmer from Wei Store in the outskirts of Jiangling City, whom I accidentally came across on a video recently."

"I saw the tea looked of good quality online, and at that time, I was just looking for some business to make money. So I asked her if she could sell it to me at a cheaper price, and then I’d resell it."

"Xiao Li said it was possible, and then we met at Wanda Plaza to settle the deal, considering I didn’t have much money, Xiao Li allowed me to buy on credit and pay her after I sold the tea."

"At that time, Chen Chen was there too. Think about it, if I really had any interest in Xiao Li, would I bring Chen Chen with me?"

This seemed somewhat reasonable, but upon closer scrutiny, it was all incorrect.

First of all, on the day Luo Shanchuan took Chen Chen to meet Xiao Li, Yang Meifeng happened to be locked in the detention room, while Luo Ning and Mo Han were worried about Yang Meifeng, so they went to the police center together, leaving Mo Xiaochen at home.

Luo Shanchuan had no choice but to take Mo Xiaochen with him to meet Xiao Li.

Secondly, who does business so simply? Meeting only once and even talking about credit?

Although Yang Meifeng was now free from poisoning, her head was still a bit dizzy. After talking for such a long time, she was somewhat tired and casually asked, "Fine, so how much money have you made these past few days?"

Uh...

At the mention of this, Luo Shanchuan’s expression immediately became somewhat embarrassed.

Thinking about the only two hundred yuan left in his pocket, he stretched out two fingers.

"What? Only twenty thousand yuan? What’s the point!"

Yang Meifeng shook her head, frustrated, "The bracelet was priced at one hundred and fifty thousand! Even with a 20% discount, that still costs one hundred and twenty thousand!"

"Couldn’t you put in a little more effort to earn more money?"

"Uh, it’s not twenty thousand."

Luo Shanchuan touched his head, just about to continue, when he was interrupted by Yang Meifeng’s fury, "Not twenty thousand? Are you telling me that after all this effort, you only made two thousand yuan?"

"Luo Shanchuan! My birthday is coming up, are you planning to fob me off with some two thousand yuan trash?"

What’s called shooting oneself in the foot, Luo Shanchuan was now experiencing it firsthand.

He had intended to find any excuse to bluff his way through, never expecting Yang Meifeng to take it seriously and actually demand a birthday gift.

"Mom, stop berating Dad. It’s hard work for him at his age to go around selling tea to people," Luo Ning couldn’t stand seeing her mother’s domineering attitude and spoke up in defense of her father. "People in the neighborhood say that Dad was selling tea in the central park a couple of days ago and got blacklisted by the property management, not even allowed to enter."

"It’s the thought that counts from Dad, and two thousand yuan isn’t too little..."

"Uh... it’s not two thousand, it’s two hundred."

Luo Shanchuan said awkwardly, "The tea was of only average quality, I only sold a little, and earned two hundred yuan."

"Today, I wanted to sell more, so I went to the bustling antique street, not expecting to get into a conflict with the urban management and get beaten up by them..."

...

Meanwhile, Mo Han was driving the "Positai" that had been newly modified to Renkang Hospital at that moment.

Some time ago, he had a conflict with Luo Ning’s high school classmate Tian Ye, and his car got smashed by people Tian Ye brought along. Having no other choice, he had He Chen send it to the repair shop, and only today was the car completely fixed.

In order to accommodate Mo Han’s preference for low-key flamboyance, He Chen specially instructed the mechanics to replace all the original Porsche Cayenne S logos and even consulted specialists to modify the software in the control system, erasing all information related to Porsche.

From its appearance, this crimson red Cayenne S was at least ninety percent similar to the counterfeit Positai seen on the roads.

In the car, seated in the passenger seat, He Chen had just received a call, and then respectfully said, "Mister Mo, I’ve just been informed that Old Lady Luo of the Luo Family has gone to Hengfeng Bank, where she has a financial product worth twenty-six million yuan."

"She likely intends to withdraw that money."

Hengfeng Bank, one of the few privately-owned banks in Jiangling City, was known for protecting its clients’ absolute confidentiality. Many business owners in Jiangling City deposited their private wealth there, as did Old Lady Luo.

Mo Han frowned slightly, snorting softly through his nose.

The old lady hadn’t withdrawn this money even when Luo Group was at its most difficult; now that the company was sold, her withdrawal implied she might be ready to give up on Luo Group and seek to make a comeback with that money.

A comeback? How easy would that be!

"Call the president of the commercial bank, Chen Xinfan, and tell him it’s time to collect the debt!"