Jimo Cheng rubbed his nose, wondering if he told Luo Qianqian that Jimo Kong charged from 8888 per lesson, would she immediately demand to go back to class?
"Since big brother said so, it must be right. My pricing is pretty reasonable after all," Luo Qianqian said proudly, without considering that her pricing was normal several years later and that her current price was still somewhat frightening.
"Why do I feel like my dad would insist on me learning from you after hearing this?" He Wenyu muttered, recalling how every time his parents looked at his report card, they would sigh and say that if Luo Qianqian were still in his class, she would definitely be at the top.
"Hire me? I think it’s quite possible..." Luo Qianqian was taken aback. If the fees really were that high, they might just come directly to her.
"Or... use the shop’s property rights?" Lin Jiayou hesitated for a moment before looking at Luo Qianqian. He had found out by chance that both the shop ’Fragrance Comes’ and the skewer shop were in Luo Qianqian’s name, but because Bai Yixian was the one appearing in public, no one suspected it was Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian was startled and immediately looked at He Wenyu.
He Wenyu shrugged, "I’ve known for a long time. One of the dowries my godmother brought was the property rights of ’Luo Shenyao,’ wasn’t it? I’m not stupid."
"Besides, I think you keeping the rent at that price is already very good; you haven’t raised it. We are friends, but that’s not a reason for you to suffer a loss," He Wenyu said with a smile, patting Luo Qianqian’s shoulder. "If you’re willing to sell, I can guarantee my dad would spend everything to buy it."
After all, house prices were soaring, and the current price of the shops was far more than what she had paid originally. Moreover, the shop where Bai Yixian sold skewers was very popular, and they had no intention to sell.
Luo Qianqian pursed her lips, "Then, what about the shop ’Fragrance Comes’?" She didn’t mind the idea; after all, under Bai Yixian’s management, both she and Luo Shufan had several properties as investments.
It’s just that they didn’t know exactly where these properties were. Luo Qianqian knew only about the three shops she initially bought with the red packets from Old Master Luo.
"Sure," He Wenyu laughed and nodded. "My family can’t afford two places anyway, let’s take it slowly." With that, he winked at Luo Qianqian.
But Lin Jiayou frowned, "But... wouldn’t the property be eyed as well?"
Luo Qianqian was taken aback, and then she frowned, "How about we take the money and delay the transfer of ownership? Sign a contract or something?"
"My dad would beat me up for that..." He Wenyu’s face was filled with resignation. "Do you think my dad is a fool?"
...Can I think you’re a fool? Luo Qianqian pursed her lips, irritation flitting across her face, "Then what do we do? Do you think if your parents had a property in their name, it wouldn’t be..."
"You’re overthinking it. Can the property in someone’s name even be found out? No way, put it under my name, I don’t mind." He Wenyu chuckled. To her and her parents, there was no difference; after all, she was the only child of the He Family.
"If it went through legal procedures, of course they would look into property ownership. But do you really think he would go through legal procedures?" Lin Jiayou said calmly, as if talking to a child, "So, are we considering property sales?"
Feeling inexplicably desolate, he was, after all, the oldest of the group, yet why did it seem like he was the poorest among them?
Not to mention Luo Qianqian and Luo Shufan, who had the Luo Family behind them, so it was guaranteed they could afford properties and even cars.
It was unexpected that now even He Wenyu would have property... Although using such means, with the rising house prices, buying a house wouldn’t be a loss, and moreover, Luo Qianqian wouldn’t let He Wenyu lose out.
Then there was Jimo Cheng, Luo Qianqian’s fiancé, who was also beyond comparison. The Jimo Family... Mo Studio... it was an even more untouchable entity than the Luo Family.
And there was An Hao, Luo Qianqian’s younger brother. How could he ever be shortchanged?
Luo Qianqian blinked her eyes, "Brother Jiayou, don’t you want to take out a loan from me to buy a house for yourself? I won’t charge any interest," she said with a knowing smile, as if she had read Lin Jiayou’s thoughts.
Lin Jiayou was speechless. He looked... "Really?" He couldn’t resist the temptation, after all, he didn’t want to rely on his family.
Luo Qianqian’s face was resolute, "Really, after all, Brother Jiayou is someone who’s going to get married. Uncle Lin and Mother still need to take care of Xiao An Hao. So, us three siblings need to help and support each other."
Lin Jiayou felt grateful that Luo Qianqian hadn’t directly offered to buy a house for him. Luo Qianqian had the capability, but he hoped not to be inferior to his younger siblings.
"Then let’s wait until we return to school to talk about it," Lin Jiayou said with a crooked smile, seeming in a good mood. "Right now, the more important thing is Xiao Yu’s situation."
"Mhm, mhm," Luo Qianqian nodded, smiling cheerfully with her head tilted.
"...Is it really okay for us to be discussing these kinds of issues at our young age?" He Wenyu said with a look of helplessness, then quickly added, "But before, wasn’t it Big Brother Bai who helped you? Now Big Brother Bai... isn’t here."
"It’s okay... the senior brother is still here." Luo Qianqian turned to look at Jimo Cheng, she knew that whatever methods Bai Yixian had, Jimo Cheng could certainly do the same.
"Yeah," Jimo Cheng smiled.
"To possibly become a property owner, I’m a bit nervous." He Wenyu grinned foolishly, "Do I need any documents? The household register? ID card?"
"Aren’t you thinking too far ahead..." Luo Qianqian said with a speechless look, but she also appeared utterly clueless. Although she did own property, she had to admit that she really didn’t know how it had come about.
"Let’s all go to bed early, we’ll get up early tomorrow morning to discuss further," Lin Jiayou said, exhibiting the dignity of an elder at this moment.
After Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu went back to their room, He Wenyu immediately changed expressions, revealing a mischievous grin, "Hehe, Xiao Qianqian, how does it feel to have your senior brother dry your hair?"
Luo Qianqian’s face heated up as she chided, "What are you talking about?"
"You know what I mean." He Wenyu chuckled, covering her mouth, then touched Luo Qianqian’s hair with surprise, "Your hair is so smooth."
Luo Qianqian shook her head, "Of course, with Rejoice, I’m just that confident."
"...Don’t lie to me, you clearly use that one with the string of English on it, we all use the same one." He Wenyu rolled her eyes, then sat on the bed with a serious expression, "I feel like your senior brother is super nice to you, you’d be really happy if things stayed this way, right?"
"Maybe," Luo Qianqian answered after a moment of pause, unsure how to respond, "Aren’t you going to wash up quickly? Also, why did you need so many A4 papers just now?"
He Wenyu nodded, "I’m going now. The paper..." She wore a sly smile, "I suddenly remembered I need to write an essay, so thanks for your help. I’m going to take a shower; don’t call me until you’re done writing."
With that, she darted into the bathroom.
??? Holding the tissues from the bed, Luo Qianqian asked the bathroom helplessly, "So, what’s the content supposed to be?"
After telling Luo Qianqian the theme, He Wenyu re-entered the bathroom and started to shower at her leisure, but her face was a mess of discomfort.
Although no one had said anything, she understood that the most likely suspect was still Zhao Wenxuan, who was currently being stubborn.