Chapter 136 - Chapter 136: Chapter 127 Hasn’t He Been Caught Enough? (Please Subscribe)_2 (2/2)

Humming and hawing, the Little Landlady walked into the little supermarket, dragging out a small foldable table and then fetched a stool for Lin Chuan. She sat next to Lin Chuan, peeling the peanuts for him.

Old Zhang downed a shot of Erguotou, tears were brought to his eyes from the spice, and afterward, he sighed and said, “How did you discover Liu Qing was committing fraud?”

“Ever since that first meeting, Lin Chuan noticed something fishy,” the Little Landlady laughed.

Old Zhang squinted his eyes and looked towards Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan explained every detail, “That time, Liu Qing gave Xinxin a century-old red agate bracelet, but later, I found out it was a fake. Yet President Li, as an old player in the antiques circle, bought the bracelet for a high price, which made me suspect there was something wrong…”

After hearing this, Old Zhang downed another shot of Erguotou: “I was really foolish!”

The Little Landlady fed Lin Chuan a peanut and then complained, “Liu Qing is a bad woman, you couldn’t handle her, the waters of the antique world are too deep for you, just give up and focus on collecting rent, that’s your real job.”

Regarding Liu Qing, Old Zhang avoided the topic: “I can’t just collect rent forever, can I?”

“What else do you want to do besides collecting rent?” the Little Landlady countered.

“Your uncle started an eSports internet café, it’s doing really well, and you’ve started your own Network Security Company, even collaborating with the police force. I want to make something of myself too!” Old Zhang said with conviction.

The Little Landlady and Lin Chuan glanced at each other.

Starting some kind of business wasn’t a bad idea.

Keeping Old Zhang busy would help him forget about Liu Qing, that awful woman, and the embarrassing experience of being duped by a romantic scam.

“What about the Anti-Gambling Association you had before?” Lin Chuan chimed in.

Old Zhang shook his head: “Gamblers don’t listen to advice, and those who do listen have lost everything, they don’t need advice.”

Lin Chuan could not help but laugh silently, it made sense.

“So, what do you want to do?”

The Little Landlady asked, frowning.

Old Zhang sat up straight, looking at them earnestly: “Actually, I’ve found that I quite like those antiques.”

“But you don’t know how to appraise them,” the Little Landlady said with a pout.

“But studying those antiques feels very meaningful to me,” Old Zhang laughed, “For instance, you can discover the story behind them, the historical charm hidden within the antiques. How wonderful is that.”

“Old Zhang, you suddenly becoming so refined, I’m not used to it.”

The Little Landlady said in shock.

Old Zhang seemed to have forgotten his heartache, proudly declaring, “Zhang, back when I was studying, I had a strong interest in history, and I was even the representative for the history course.”

“Weren’t you the Physics Course Representative? How come you’re suddenly interested in history and were the History Course Representative?” the Little Landlady teased mercilessly.

“I wasn’t studying for just one year!” Old Zhang grunted.

“Interest alone isn’t enough, it can lead to immense resentment,” the Little Landlady said.

Old Zhang countered, “When you started your Network Security Company, did you have the technical skills?”

The Little Landlady was taken aback, then hugged Lin Chuan’s arm tightly, leaning her head towards him with pride, “I may not have the technical skills, but I have my Chairman!”

Old Zhang suddenly laughed: “Xinxin, lend me Lin Chuan for a bit!”

“I haven’t used him yet!”

The Little Landlady immediately retorted.

Lin Chuan: “???”

What kind of outrageous statement was that?

“What haven’t you used?” Old Zhang couldn’t keep up and asked in confusion.

The Little Landlady suddenly realized that she misspoke, her face turned red, and with a sheepish smile, she said, “Old Zhang, what I meant was, at 720 Network Security Company, Lin Chuan is in charge of technical matters, I’m not really useful.”

“That makes sense.”

Old Zhang nodded, then added, “I really do want to open an Antique Shop, a small investment. You’ll support me, right?”

At this point, the Little Landlady looked to Lin Chuan, pursing her lips, her eyes full of questioning.

The Little Landlady had seen Lin Chuan fake a ‘Fengtian One Tael’ and fool two masters from the Anling antiques circle, she knew Lin Chuan’s level of expertise in antiquities appraisal was very high, as high as several floors, at least.

So.

Whether Old Zhang, an utter novice when it came to antiques, could successfully open a shop hinged on whether Lin Chuan would provide technical support.

Lin Chuan looked at the Little Landlady, then rubbed her hair and smiled, “Remember to cook breakfast for me tomorrow.”

“Okay!”

The Little Landlady grinned, her eyes brimming with radiant joy, like the bright stars in the night sky.

Old Zhang, having drunk a few glasses, was slightly tipsy and dazed: “What do you mean?”

“Open your shop, and don’t ask about anything else.” The Little Landlady chuckled.