“…”

“…”

Jing Yi clenched his phone tightly. He had just made a fortune when he ran into the real owner. He was nervous and a little dazed: “Master, our company has gone to Mirage, right?”

[The Third Young Master was projected into the elevator. ]

Li Wenzhao: “…”

Li Ting: “…”

Stupid butler Jing, he couldn’t tell the difference between a real person and a fake one. He suddenly began to doubt his decision to entrust the other party to follow him.

It’s obvious that he’s incapable of accomplishing anything and is more likely to cause trouble. How can he keep an eye on his elder brother?

Li Ting put away his phone and said, “Butler Jing, why didn’t you answer the call?”

Jing Yi blinked and gradually returned to reality: “You called me?”

Wasn’t it a text message?

“I sent you this message because I couldn’t get through to you.” Li Ting frowned: “You blocked me?”

Jing Yi: “No.”

He buried his head in his phone and poked at it, then said, “Third Master, next time you can’t get through to me, you can call my Huaxia Bank card.”

Li Ting: “…………”

The money-grubber steward Jing has no limit to his money-making ability.

But it’s still pretty smart, so let’s use it. Li Ting turned around and said hello to Li Wenzhao, then walked out of the elevator and signaled Jing Yi with his eyes when they parted.

Li Ting: o0.Q<

Jing Yi: “……?”

[What’s that expression, Young Master? It looks like a precursor to facial paralysis]

Li Ting: “…”

Forget it, let it be what it is.

Jing Yi and Li Wenzhao went downstairs and Uncle Lin had already parked the car at the gate.

Jing Yi opened the car door and suddenly heard a cry of pain coming from the street, “Ouch, ouch.”

Curious, he stood on tiptoe to look over and saw an old man slumped on the ground, holding his chest with his hands, stretching out his hand as if to fish something out. In the distance where his fingertips were pointing, there was a gurgling small medicine bottle.

“Master, wait for me.”

Jing Yi said this and ran away.

The medicine bottle rolled farther and farther on the slightly sloping ground. Jing Yi ran over, picked it up, brought it to the old man, and considerately unscrewed the lid.

“Old man, are you okay?”

The gray-haired old man breathed rapidly and looked at Jing Yi: “…”

Jing Yi thought he had something to say, “Please speak slowly, there is no rush.”

Old man: “What’s the old man… old man… I’m only 48 years old this year.”

Jing Yi was stunned: “…”

Wow.

How come you’re already an old man when you’re only half of your age?

The old man… the middle-aged man swallowed the pills, and his breath became better. He looked at Jing Yi more and more favorably, “You are a kind-hearted child. You came up here like this, aren’t you afraid that I will blackmail you?”

Jing Yi pointed to the eaves next to him and said, “There is a surveillance camera there.”

Surveillance is such a great invention that we no longer have to speak out when we see injustice.

Middle-aged man: “…”

He climbed up with the help of the flower bed and patted the dust off his clothes: “It’s time for dinner. I’ll treat you to dinner.”

“?” Jing Yi took a big step back: “No, no, no, no…”

“No need for anything.” The middle-aged man said, “Help me once. I don’t want to owe you a favor. I will treat you to a meal at the best restaurant in the capital.”

“No, no, no…”

Jing Yi stepped back repeatedly. Seeing this, the middle-aged man reached out his hand to grab him.

Oh my god, did he encounter human traffickers?

“Jingyi.”

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, I’m here.” Hearing Li Wenzhao’s voice, Jing Yi immediately responded loudly.

When the middle-aged man saw Li Wenzhao, his eyes flashed strangely: “Li Wenzhao?”

“Mr. Liang.”

Jing Yi: “……?”

[You know him?]

Li Wenzhao calmly pulled Jing Yi to his side, [Yes, this is the richest man who invested in Shen Shubai. ]

Jing Yi’s mouth gradually turned into an O shape: “…”

There is such a low-key rich man in the domineering novel. He is wearing a simple Tang suit and cloth shoes. At first glance, he looks like an old man taking a walk in the park.

Who can recognize this is the richest man?

Mr. Richest Man looked at Li Wenzhao and asked, “Is this child from your Li family?”

Li Wenzhao: “Yes.”

“He’s a pretty good person.” Mr. Richest Man murmured, “He’s not as treasonous as Shen Shubai said…”

?

Jing Yi pricked up his ears sharply. Huh? Was Shen Shubai gossiping about them in front of the richest man?

Look at him chewing it back immediately.

“Uncle… Grandpa.” Jing Yi poked his head out from behind Li Wenzhao, “Aren’t you going to treat me to a meal? I’ll eat.”

Li Wenzhao didn’t understand.

The richest man nodded with satisfaction, “That’s right, we must repay a favor, and we can’t be careless.”

The richest man walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Li Wenzhao glanced at Jing Yi and said, “What new idea have you come up with?”

Jing Yi chuckled and said, “It’s not a trick. I just want to puncture Shen Shubai’s tire.”

Li Wenzhao: “…”

This idea is quite weird.

However, Shen Shubai is not at the end of his rope yet, and the Shen family is still struggling to survive. If he can give it another push, maybe he will be able to rest easy in the future.

After all, he was still very confident in the young butler’s means of getting into trouble.

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The dinner was scheduled at a high-end Chinese restaurant, and many dishes had health elements.

The richest man Liang ordered a large table full of food, showing his gratitude: “Come, eat.”

Jing Yi always felt that his tone was like feeding two hungry piglets.

But since it’s a way to repay a favor, he won’t be polite.

He concentrated on eating while Li Wenzhao was responsible for building a good relationship with the richest man. He filled his stomach while Li Wenzhao gained an ally. It was simply the best of both worlds.

However, after listening for a while, Jing Yi found that the conversation between Li Wenzhao and the richest man was superficial and could not gain any favor or have the effect of puncturing the tire.

After all, I still need his help.

So he put down the half-eaten chicken wing and said, “Uncle, are you very rich?”

Li Wenzhao raised his eyebrows slightly suspiciously.

The richest man was also stunned: “It’s okay, it’s enough.”

“Then you and our young master should have a lot in common. He is also very rich.”

Richest man: “?”

Jing Yi withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and cast an encouraging glance at Li Wenzhao: [Go ahead, young master, we have a common topic now. ]

Li Wenzhao: “…”

How should he start with such a unique entry point?

The richest man came back to his senses and smiled meaningfully: “No wonder the recent hot searches are all about Li’s sky-high bonuses. It seems that Mr. Li has too much money to spend.”

Li Wenzhao said calmly: “It’s OK, it’s enough.”

Richest man: “…”

How come you guys are so bad at chatting? He paused and turned his gaze to Jing Yi again: “Little friend.”

The child was secretly taking away the last quinoa shrimp on the table without even raising his head.

After putting the delicious food back on the plate, Jing Yi noticed that the atmosphere was tense, “Huh?”

The richest man stared at his sloppy eating habits and asked: “Why is the Li family treating you so badly?”

Li Wenzhao: “…”

Jing Yi: “…” Why do you say that!

Jing Yi quickly put down his chopsticks and waved his hands: “No, no, no, the young master treats me very well.”

He turned to look at Li Wenzhao again: “I accidentally fell off a cliff before, and the young master personally jumped in to rescue me.”

The richest man was surprised: “Really?”

“Yeah.” Jing Yi nodded.

The richest man glanced at Li Wenzhao with admiration in his eyes. It was rare these days to risk one’s life for others. The eldest son of the Li family was not bad.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Jing Yi put down his chopsticks, poured himself a glass of juice, and slowly recounted the sufferings of Li Wenzhao in the past, adding some personal exaggeration.

The richest man’s eyes widened when he heard this.

Li Wenzhao: “…”

He touched Jing Yi’s hand under the table: [How come I don’t know that I once defeated 88 of Shen Shubai’s bodyguards with my bare hands? ]

Jing Yi continued to tell a fantasy story, and answered in his heart: [You know now]

Li Wenzhao: [What about climbing up to the 32nd floor with bare hands to eavesdrop on Shen Shubai’s illegal transactions? ]

Jing Yi asked back: [Isn’t this the basic operation of your overbearing CEO? ]

Li Wenzhao: “…”

Bang!

“This is outrageous!” The richest man slammed the table hard, causing the soup bowl on the table to shake. Jing Yi quickly reached out to hold it.

“This kind of person’s company should have closed down long ago!”

Mr. Richest acted decisively and took out his cell phone: “Mr. Zhang, withdraw all the funds from Shen’s for me! Yes, not a penny left!”

Li Wenzhao: “…”

Jing Yi: “…”Nice.