Seeing that Shen Fang agreed, the Second Master breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Fang, thank you so much. Do you think it's possible to expedite this so that Xiao Jin can come back for the New Year?"
Shen Fang nodded: "No problem. How do we give them the money? Do we need to go to Macau? Can you confirm which casino it is? I have a friend there who is quite influential."
"The Lisboa Casino, the Lisboa Casino," the second master replied hastily.
The Lisboa Casino... it seems that it really is one of Pansy Ho's family businesses.
"Alright, Second Master, I'll call and ask after we finish eating. It's fine. If they want money, just give them the money and it'll be over. Relax. You're not young anymore. Today is a happy day. Come and have a drink."
Although Shen Jin is indeed a scoundrel, Second Master isn't a bad person; at least he's been quite good to him, taking care of him when he was young. Second Master was the one who spearheaded the initial funding for Liangpin Shop. Even if it's not an act of gratitude, it's a way of repaying this supporter in his business. Besides, they are close relatives, and since Dad agreed, he had to take care of it.
Shen Fang finally returned to the village. As the leader, he was bound to be toasted, and given his seniority, he had to drink the toast.
"Uncle, let me toast you."
"Uncle, you must drink this cup."
"Young master, this is my wife Qingxia. She brought a cup to offer you. You must drink it."
"Uncle, this is my wife, Athena Chu. Isn't she beautiful? Let me toast you."
........
As they drank and toasted, even though Yubing Shao (a type of liquor) wasn't too strong and had a low alcohol content, they couldn't resist the urging to drink. If they kept drinking, they would definitely get drunk. By 8:30 p.m., Chen Fang couldn't take it anymore. His face turned red, and he became dizzy and lost consciousness.
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The next morning at 9 a.m., Shen Fang opened his eyes and was startled by his mother's close proximity to his face.
"Whoa, Mom, what are you doing? You scared me!"
Liu Yue'e rolled her eyes: "Am I that scary-looking? I've spoiled you for nothing all these years, you ungrateful wretch."
Upon hearing this, Shen Fang quickly tried to appease his mother: "That's not what I meant. I just woke up and you're right in front of me. You'd definitely be startled. Mom, you're a well-known beauty."
Liu Yue'e smiled slightly: "You have a sweet tongue. Get up quickly, we've been waiting for your breakfast. Second Master is here too."
Shen Fang nodded and was about to get up when he suddenly felt something was wrong. Why was his lower body completely naked?
"Ahem, Mom, could you go out for a bit? I'm getting dressed."
"Tch, I've raised you for so many years, what part of you haven't I seen? And you're still shy."
Sinking Square.........
The mother and son exchanged a glance, and Liu Yue'e smiled: "Okay, son is all grown up now, I'll put your clothes here."
Shen Fang looked at the snow-white Tang suit embroidered with a huge tiger on the bedside table. There was also a pair of old cloth shoes under the bed.
Why did you choose this outfit for me?
"This is pure silk that I specially ordered for you from Jiangnan. It's a White Tiger descended to earth, specializing in killing and destruction. Son, you are a young man with a fierce spirit, and this White Tiger can protect you. That's what Old Jiang said. I ordered many sets for you. Change into them quickly, let me take a look."
Feudal superstition...
Old Taoist Jiang, a conman from 15 years ago, somehow ended up in Shenjia Village. Shen Fang, bored, chatted with him for a while. The old Taoist felt that he was too different from others, so he followed Shen Fang home and started to convincingly tell Shen's parents that Shen Fang's fate was incredibly difficult and that he would definitely achieve great things in the future. After saying such nice things, Shen's parents treated him warmly and even gave him 100 yuan when he left.
"So many years have passed, do you still remember?"
“How could I not remember, son? Old Jiang is truly capable; his predictions are incredibly accurate. He said you would achieve great things, and look, it has come true. He also said that you would not only stir up a storm in your life, but also be extremely wealthy, have many romantic encounters, and be blessed with many children and much happiness…”
Liu Yue'e rambled on and on for a long time.
"Stop, stop, stop, I know, I'll put it on, I'll put it on."
Liu Yue'e smiled and said, "It's not that I'm a superstitious mother, but as long as it's good for you, I will definitely do it. Besides, what Old Jiang said is absolutely right."
Shen Fang changed into the clothes her mother had made for her, and to be honest, they were quite comfortable.
Liu Yue'e looked at her son and nodded with great satisfaction.
“My son looks handsome in anything he wears. This money was well spent. The master chef is truly a master chef. The styles he makes are always beautiful and stylish.”
"These clothes are only suitable for Guangdong. I came to Beijing, and it's freezing cold here."
“I have winter clothes for you. I ordered them for you a long time ago. Take them with you when you leave. Each one costs more than 200,000 yuan. They are all legitimate items.”
Shen Fang nodded: "Okay, to be honest, it feels like you're not wearing any clothes when you wear it, it's really lightweight."
The two went downstairs.
Liu Qianqian was sitting at the dining table, drooling. She was starving. If Liu Xiaoli hadn't stopped her, she would have started eating long ago. In fact, Shen's father had already told the girls to eat first, but they insisted on waiting for Shen Fang.
Sit down at the dining table.
Shen Fang patted Liu Qianqian's little head.
"You must be starving! Why didn't you eat earlier? Hurry up and eat."
Liu Yue'e specially ordered more than 30 different kinds of morning tea from a tea shop outside, which can be said to have everything. Liu Qianqian was already craving it.
It ate with big, loud gulps.
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