Translator: StarveCleric Editor: StarveCleric
After receiving Shi Yao’s thank you message, Lin Jiage replied with a [You’re welcome] before backing out of WeChat. He searched for the phone number he had just sent Shi Yao and dialed over.
“There’ll be a young lady named Shi Yao calling you later on. Give her your store address, and she’ll look for you in your store tomorrow… Right, remember to bring the inkstone I requested you to buy for me along as well. Treat her as an ordinary customer and sell the inkstone to her…
“Also, make sure that you don’t give anything away that betrays my involvement in this matter… You don’t need to care that much. You just have to do as I instruct you to…
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be hanging up…
“Ah, no. That’s right, don’t raise the price too high. Keep it low, but don’t make it so low that it would incur doubts…
“What would be suitable? Hm… 200RMB should do…
“That’s none of your business. I was the one who bought it at 200,000RMB, and I’m willing to sell it to her at 200RMB. Oh, I’ll have to remember to send her a 200RMB red packet so that she doesn’t have to spend a cent on this…
“It’s none of your concern. I have the money, and I like to do good deeds without leaving my name behind. What can you do about it?”
After hanging up the phone, Lin Jiage tapped into his WeChat once more and selected the chat with Shi Yao.
He quickly selected the red packet option and typed in 200RMB, but just as he was about to send it, he suddenly hesitated for a second. After which, he quickly changed the 200RMB to 80RMB while adding the following words in the red packet message: [Thank you for the Level 3 Helmet].
After the red packet was successfully sent, he swiftly went on to send another two more red packets of 80RMB each. The messages tagged to the two red packets were namely [Thank you for your AWM] and [Thank you for your Level 3 Armor] respectively.
Lin Jiage quickly went through everything once more and confirmed that everything was in order. After which, he kept his phone and called Xia Shangzhou and Lu Benlai out for dinner.
As he was heading out of the dorm, he suddenly recalled the 80RMB red packets he had just sent out and a tinge of joy touched his heart.
He wondered if Soft Bun got his hint… 80RMB is equivalent to 50RMB + 20RMB + 10RMB…
While the number 80 was a little shabby, it was the largest sum he could create out of 520… It represented his willingness to give her however much money she wanted!
(In Chinese web slang, 520 means “I love you”. The pronunciation of 520 sounds similar to “I love you” in Chinese.)
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As soon as Shi Yao received the phone number sent over by Mister Numbers, she dropped the other party a text to start a conversation.
After some simple exchanges, she received the other party’s store address and made an appointment to meet the other party at his store at eleven o’clock tomorrow morning.
Accompanying Shi Yao along on her visit to the antique market were Jiang Yue and Leng Nuan.
In truth, He Tiantian had wanted to come along as well, but she was called out by the teacher to head to the library to organize some books.
The store which Mister Numbers had introduced to her was quite easy to find. It was a walk less than a hundred meters away after Shi Yao and the others got off the train.
As Liang Mumu had already specified the nature of her present, Shi Yao got straight to the point and said that she wanted to get an inkstone as soon as she stepped into the store.
“What a coincidence! I happened to have acquired an inkstone just yesterday…” The store owner turned around to bring out an inkstone out as he began to introduce the history behind it.
With just a quick glance, the inkstone had already caught Shi Yao’s eye.
It was an exquisite inkstone with its color and design both emanating grandness.
Based on her understanding of Grandpa Lin, she had no doubt that he would love this inkstone.
However, judging from the imposing appearance of the inkstone, Shi Yao could tell that it was bound to be quite expensive.
With a jittery heart, she queried the price. When she heard that the price of the inkstone was only 200RMB, she unhesitatingly paid the sum and took the inkstone away with her.
As Shi Yao left the antique market together with Leng Nuan and Jiang Yue, she caught sight of a familiar face.
She… What is she doing here?