63: Other people's children

Leaving for less than two minutes, Ye Su and the other returned to the room; the speed was so fast that Chen Xinyi was greatly surprised.

"Uncle Cheng, we'll be leaving first."

"Alright." Cheng Limin didn't ask about the fees either.

"Uncle Wen, we're leaving."

"Take care."

Wan Bowen really appreciated this young man more and more.

At such a young age, to have such an eye for things, to look as much like a Handsome guy as he did when he was young, and to find such a pretty girlfriend—isn't this the very definition of 'other people's children'?

Then look at his own.

Wan Bowen used to think he was quite pleasant, and in recent years, he had been able to help out more and more.

But now, compared to Ye Su, Wan Bowen felt that the guy was an eyesore no matter how he looked at him.

It's one thing that his discernment couldn't compare, as there's no way to help natural talent.

But that kid is already twenty-nine this year and still hasn't brought a girlfriend home for them to see.

Wan Bowen had originally planned that once Wan Yuanliang married a wife and had a child, he would hand over the antique shop entirely to him to manage, while he spent his days fishing and playing cards, truly living a retired life.

Now, looking at Wan Yuanliang, he didn't even know how many more years he would have to hold on before he could retire.

It was a good thing Wan Yuanliang wasn't here; otherwise, Wan Bowen would have wanted to kick him in the butt.

"Achoo!"

Wan Yuanliang, who was honestly watching the shop, suddenly sneezed.

"Could it be that the temperature dropped by eighteen degrees from thirty recently, and I caught a cold by accident?"

Wan Yuanliang didn't take it to heart and returned his attention to the game.

...

On the other side, just after stepping out the door, Chen Xinyi couldn't wait to ask: "How was it? How much did you sell it for?"

Ye Su acted mysterious: "Guess."

Chen Xinyi glared: "Am I a child? Still asking me to guess!"

Seeing this, Ye Su stopped teasing: "The big one for 150,000, the small one for 110,000."

At this moment, the 260,000 transferred by Wan Yuanliang had arrived, and Ye Su casually waved his phone in front of Chen Xinyi.

"So much!"

Last time, buying a stone and cutting it open earned over 60,000; Chen Xinyi already felt that was extremely exaggerated.

She didn't expect that buying a painting this time would earn another 110,000 after opening it!

Since when was money so easy to earn!

If she had this ability—no, just one-tenth of this ability—why would she bother working? She could just go out and buy things every day!

"Beautiful! If that bastard Lin Hongyuan knew that the painting he sold you hid an 110,000 painting inside, he would definitely jump up in anger!"

Whether it was earning 110,000 or Lin Hongyuan losing money, both made Chen Xinyi feel very happy.

Then Chen Xinyi hugged Ye Su's arm and shook it coquettishly: "Big brother, you said you would give me a ten percent cut, you wouldn't be lying to me, right—"

"I'll give it, I'll give it!" Hearing Chen Xinyi's coquettish tone, Ye Su got goosebumps all over and couldn't help but shiver: "Speak properly!"

Ye Su cleanly and decisively transferred 131,000 to Chen Xinyi.

In one day, 120,000 turned into 131,000; Chen Xinyi's eyes were smiling so much she could barely see the road.

Is this the feeling of gaining both wealth and beauty? It's simply too satisfying!

"Watch where you're going." Chen Xinyi's money-grubbing look made Ye Su a bit speechless.

"It's just over ten thousand, is it really worth it?"

After having the system, Ye Su's speech became increasingly inflated, and he started to feel that ten thousand plus wasn't much.

"You young masters who don't work and have the ability to spot money-making things, how would you understand how happy we, the corporate slaves who scream about quitting every day and collect full attendance bonuses every month, are when we suddenly get 11,000 yuan for nothing."

Reminded by Ye Su, Chen Xinyi came back to her senses and then re-examined this handsome bed partner.

"Last time with that stone was one thing, but how did you see through that there was an interlayer in Lin Hongyuan's painting this time?"

He was clearly just a university student, so how could his eye for things be so good that even Wan Bowen, who ran an antique shop, couldn't stop praising him?

Could it be that his family was in this business?

Ye Su acted mysterious and leaned into Chen Xinyi's ear: "Let me tell you a secret: I can actually tell fortunes. These were all calculated by me counting on my fingers."

"Heh heh." Chen Xinyi played along with Ye Su's nonsense: "If you can tell fortunes, then calculate one for me."

Ye Su actually pretended to look at Chen Xinyi's palm to read her physiognomy:

"Oh my, miss, I see your forehead is dark; I fear your luck won't be good in the coming days!"

"Uh... you're looking at my hand, but saying my forehead is dark?"

"Don't worry about that."

"Fine." Chen Xinyi held back her laughter and played along: "Master Ye, so you say, is there any way for me to turn my luck around?"

"That's easy." Ye Su said solemnly: "Haven't you watched old Hong Kong movies? They all say, '[Getting a dose of reality can turn your luck around].'"

Chen Xinyi had worked in Guangzhou for three years and could still understand some Cantonese.

Hearing that Ye Su, as expected, couldn't say anything refined, she turned around and left without hesitation.

If I play along with his nonsense next time, I'm a dog!

...

Of course, Ye Su didn't really go get a [Dose of reality], after all, there were still two bottles of thirty-year-old Moutai waiting for him outside.

Yixing Road, mentioned in the intelligence, was only a few kilometers away from the house Ye Su rented, and the electric scooter's battery life was perfectly enough to reach it.

After eating dinner together in the evening, Ye Su said goodbye to Chen Xinyi and rode his electric scooter to Yixing Road to scout the location.

After confirming that the factory had been abandoned for a long time and there wasn't even a ghost in sight, and that there was no need to worry about being seen digging, he bought some tools from a nearby shop. Only then did Ye Su return to the residential complex, take a shower, and hurry to sleep.

It wasn't until two in the morning, when the alarm clock he set went off, that Ye Su woke up, bleary-eyed.

While washing his face and brushing his teeth, Ye Su, as usual, first opened the system to check the refreshed intelligence.

[Today's Intelligence (Level 1): Fan Sihan from the School of Management is unable to repay loans due to excessive advance consumption and now intends to sell her first time.]

"The university students these days..."

Ye Su had no interest in this intelligence; after glancing at it, he closed the system.

After washing up and forcing down a couple of bites of bread, he took the tools he bought last night and went out.

After arriving at the place, he carefully checked it again. After confirming that there was no one guarding it in the middle of the night and no wild dogs had made a home here, Ye Su opened the system to view the information provided by the intelligence.

[Today's Intelligence (Level 2): Buried in the southeast direction of the abandoned factory on Yixing Road are six bottles of '95 Moutai. Four of them have evaporated, and two are still intact. The current market recycling price for each bottle is around 15,000 yuan.]

[Note: The original owner has passed away, and the Moutai is now ownerless property. The Host can safely acquire it.]

"Southeast corner, where is the southeast corner?"

To this day, Ye Su still didn't know why some people could distinguish north, south, east, and west; anyway, he didn't have that ability.

Fortunately, technology is advanced now.

Ye Su took out his phone, opened the compass, and spun around in place, finally determining where the southeast direction was.

Following the guidance on his phone, Ye Su rode his electric scooter directly to the southeast of the abandoned factory and indeed discovered a faint light shining through from a small patch of ground.