That question made the lawyer jolt. “Patience, boss. I’ve already prepared everything to send it to you. If you had told me about sis-in-law earlier, I would’ve long prepared a red packet for the two of you.”
Mo Jiangye added, “I want it in cash and nothing below fifty million.”
“That’s going overboard.” How could he extort red packets from people?
“Going overboard?” The man scoffed as he extended a hand to tuck a lock of her fringe behind her ear.
“It was his honor to meet you.”
“It’s not overboard, sis-in-law. Don’t worry, it’s no biggie! Come on, let’s take a picture together and I’ll send you a big red packet later.” Lawyer Zhang moved forward and squeezed between the ladies, pushing Yao Tiao aside and pulling out his phone right away to take a picture.
Right there and then, Yao Tiao felt like she had been thoroughly snubbed, ostracized, and treated as non-existent by this group of filthy rich men.
Mo Jiangye shoved the phone aside at once. “Are you intending to violate my wife’s photo rights?”
The lawyer brazenly replied, “I’ll be keeping the photo as a memento.”
“Nope. Bug off.” He tyrannically shot down his request.
My woman isn’t something one can randomly take pictures with and admire!
“Sis-in-law, let’s take a picture together. Pretty please? I wanna brag about it to the others.”
“Alright.” The female protagonist nodded.
“Ye Erruo, has your man agreed to it?”
Heh. Men are no good.
Ye Erruo thought, Surely, taking a photo with him isn’t a big deal after receiving such a big red packet from him?
“It’s just a photo.”
He was really displeased by her reply. “It’s just a photo? I would like to see who would dare to take pictures of you without my permission!”
He then shot a threatening look at the other man. “Go back to your place and sit still.”
The helpless lawyer put his phone away after casting a regretful look in his sister-in-law’s direction. He had intended to sneak in a few shots with her and post the photos on his social media page to show off to the rest of the gang. Alas, even though the woman was sitting right opposite him, he could do nothing but look at her anxiously.
Seated beside him was Yao Tiao, who was tearing into a duck drumstick.
She slyly curled a finger at him and whispered into his ear, “I have photos of me with Ruoruo. What do you think of showing off an edited photo of you and your sister-in-law instead? You can go download photoshop and replace me with you in the photo.”
Lawyer Zhang shot a skeptical gaze at her. “You?”
She took out her phone and clicked into her photo album, where there were many solo shots of Ye Erruo and group shots of the two of them, to show him proof. His eyes sparkled in delight at the sight of these photos.
“As a friend of your sister-in-law, I have plenty of photos. You can take a look at them, but don’t let your boss find out about it.” Her voice dropped to a whisper.
“Yes, yes. No problem.”
“I’ll sell them to you at 100,000 each. How about that?”
He nodded enthusiastically. “Alright. It’s a deal!”
His speedy response had her wondering if her initial asking price had been too low. She then added, “Solo shots for 100,000 apiece, and group shots for 500,000 apiece.”
“Okay, okay. Fair enough.” As he scrolled through the album, he could already envisage the jealous looks of his friends when they saw the photos on his social feed.
Yao Tiao’s face darkened when she heard his nonchalant response. “Just how much do you earn a month as a lawyer?”
He shot her a side glance. “Not much. Just several hundred thousand. Why? You wanna become a lawyer? If you persuade sis-in-law to take a picture with me, I can pull some strings for you.”
After all, nothing could beat having original photos.
Several hundred thousand? He’s earning several hundred thousand a month, yet he can still buy photos from me and give Xiao Ruo a red packet of fifty million at their first meeting? He must have an extraordinary background. D*mn… He reeks of money.
Meanwhile, Mo Jiangye cut the roast duck into small bite-sized pieces and placed several pieces on his wife’s plate. “Don’t eat too much of this. You’re still coughing.”
“What are you guys whispering about?” asked Ye Erruo in bafflement.
Yao Tiao let out a cackle. “Boss Mo, please spare me some time with your wife.”