"Their supermarket has always been doing well, with a lot of customers. There haven't been any rumors of poor performance or bankruptcy. However, I did hear someone say that they started raising money two months ago, wanting a large sum of cash, saying they wanted to start a business."
"He has many ways to raise money: soliciting investment, borrowing money, or collecting debts. Yes, he's also a creditor. His fundraising methods are a bit strange. Someone asked him about it over tea. He didn't explain at first, but then, after more people asked and he got tired of the questions, he just said he wanted to raise money to start a big business."
"I don't know what business he's in, but I do know that everyone who knows him has been saying that his family is a bit crazy."
"I hope checking these things didn't cause you any trouble?" Chen Tinghan asked.
On the other end of the phone, Lin Xueyan's sweet voice seemed to tickle his ears, making him itch: "It's okay, I didn't ask Brother Jing, I asked Mommy directly, and I made an excuse. I said he was annoying and kept looking at me, so I wanted to ask about his family background."
Chen Tinghan nodded and asked, "What exactly did you say?"
"Ah, well..." The girl over there suddenly hesitated and said slowly, "I say, with his family conditions, he dares to have ideas about me. Is he crazy?"
"......" Chen Tinghan couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud. Lin Xueyan said shyly: "Don't laugh!"
"Sorry, I'm not smiling." Chen Tinghan coughed twice and said, "Thank you for your help."
"It's okay, I'm glad I could help you."
As the call was coming to an end, the slow-paced girl seemed to remember something. She sat on the bed and said, "By the way, if you are short of money, I can help you."
Chen Tinghan's expression became indescribable. Why were there so many rich women around him? Are there really so many rich girls in the world?
"I'm not approaching him for the sake of making money, just like I'm not approaching you for the sake of profit."
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Chen Tinghan hung up the phone, but the girl remained in the conversation for a long time. After a few minutes, she slowly put the phone down and placed it on her chest. Lin Xueyan certainly understood what he said. She still remembered what he had said that day.
He said, "I can guarantee that the only thing they want in return is you, Lin Xueyan herself."
Perhaps, Chen Tinghan could never have dreamed that the words he casually used to deal with Lin Xue at that time would play an unimaginable role today when his identity was still unclear because of the girl's intuition.
When the pronoun "they" became "she", the power of these words was greatly doubled. Coincidentally, Lin Xueyan was a girl who loved romantic fantasies, and the image of a man who saved her from danger and was not greedy for fame and fortune was naturally constructed.
She suddenly lay down with a blush on her face. She made up her mind that she would take the entrance exam to Haiyi Middle School.
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Chen Tinghan had no idea that the girl had so many thoughts, and he had no idea how much "trouble" Lin Xueyan would bring him in the future. He only knew that the fish he had caught was hooked.
"Brother, are you free today to have dinner together?"
Lu Qing called and without much greeting or courtesy, he made a straightforward invitation.
Seeing the fish take the bait, Chen Tinghan did not respond in a hurry. The essence of fishing is not to let the fish know that it is the one being caught.
Chen Tinghan said, "I'm a bit busy right now and can't spare some time. Brother Lu, what's going on?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to have some tea and chat with you." The other end smiled brightly and said, "It doesn't matter if you're not free now. Let's find a time to get together when you're free."
"Then I have to take a look. Please wait a moment."
Although neither side said it explicitly, they both knew it in their hearts.
Only one day later, Lu Qing contacted Chen Tinghan in a hurry. He must have recognized his value, or smelled the fragrance of Chen Tinghan's paintings.
At the party yesterday, Chen Tinghan showed off the resources he had in his hands in a high-profile manner, telling them that he had "connections" and "channels", and that he had already paved the way in logistics and accumulated a fortune, and would be able to officially set sail soon.
This statement did not cause any response at the banquet. Although they were second-generation, they found it difficult to be interested in Chen Tinghan's words, because studying a profession was not something they urgently needed to do.
But it doesn't matter whether they value it or not. This statement is tailored to the situation and is specifically meant for Lu Qing.
To put it simply, his statement, in the eyes of people like Lu Qing, is simply a slap on the forehead of "stupid people with a lot of money", and it is almost like shouting: "Uncle, I have money, come and cut my leeks."
If we look deeper, if what Chen Tinghan thought is almost right, then the three words he mentioned, channels, connections, and even logistics, should directly hit Lu Qing's pain points.
If a drug addict has no money but has certain resources, what methods will he use to make money?
The answer is self-evident: selling drugs to support addiction.
With a natural channel in front of him, he should at least try to communicate and drag others into it.
Of course, there is also the possibility that Chen Tinghan guessed wrong from the beginning, but the impact would not be that big, and he could just look for other ways. Anyway, there is no loss in creating this character, and not many people would hate someone with channels.
After a while, Chen Tinghan finally gave his reply: "Since it's my brother Lu who called me, I'll put aside the unimportant things here. Where shall we meet later?"
Lu Qing's tone was obviously a little more relaxed, and he said, "Then let's go to the teahouse. I'm a repeat customer here. It's quiet and clean. I've opened a private room and am waiting for you to come."
"Okay."
Chen Tinghan hung up the phone, his relaxed tone vanishing. He immediately made his next call, to Zhou Jinwei: "Let's proceed according to the plan. If there are any signs during my conversation with him, or if he directly takes out the goods, then there's no need to talk and we can just arrest him. But he probably wouldn't be that stupid."
Chen Tinghan's expression was cold. Although he had his own purpose, some things were absolute bottom lines, and whoever touched them would die.
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Teahouse, "Wind and Rain" private room.
"Brother Chen, welcome, welcome. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Seeing Chen Tinghan open the door, he stood up and said with a smile on his face, "Thank goodness you are willing to give me this face, otherwise, all this ceremony today would have been in vain. Please take a seat, please take a seat."
Chen Tinghan looked at the table full of dishes and said exaggeratedly: "Brother, I am really flattered by you doing this."
"It's okay. You have to let me know who we're entertaining, right?"
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