Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 45: Hitting the Son Whether There’s Something or Not

He just couldn’t quite understand. Since this Lin Yi is so wealthy, why does his father work here?

Of course, that’s their family business.

"Haha, since these tea leaves were gifted to you by Brother Lin, I’m in no position to take soone else’s treasured gift. But I really do like the tea. How about this? Can you spare half of it for , and as for the price, since Brother Lin is here, I’ll just directly add half a million to it. How about 4 million per tael?"

This price is indeed high enough. Although the tea is quite rare, no matter how rare, it has its value.

Even if it goes to auction, at most it would reach this price, and after deducting the auction house’s commission, it might not even reach 3.5 million per tael.

So, it seems Zhuang Yan has given Lin Yi a lot of face.

However, seeing Father Lin looking a bit troubled, Zhuang Yan continued with a smile:

"How about you give Brother Lin a call, and I’ll speak with him directly."

Father Lin nodded upon hearing this. It now seed like the most suitable solution. However, thinking about how that rascal had just slandered him in front of his wife, Father Lin hesitated a bit to call his wife.

Nevertheless, with such a huge matter involving millions in front of him, he gritted his teeth and dialed the phone.

Beeeep, beeeep, beeeep.

The call was picked up quickly, and Empress Dowager Ye’s cold voice ca through imdiately:

"Hehe, Lin Jianguo, you still dare call ??"

Father Lin awkwardly touched his nose, glanced at everyone, and luckily, everyone seed not to have heard the content of the call. He sighed in relief and coughed dryly as he spoke to Empress Dowager:

"Can you let our son take the call? I have sothing serious to discuss with him."

At ho, Ye Xiaoer looked suspiciously at Lin Yi, who was pretending to work on his exam paper, but eventually handed the phone to Lin Yi, albeit after opening the speakerphone.

"Here, it’s your dad’s call. Just take it right here. I want to see what tricks you two are up to!"

Lin Yi was a bit helpless about this situation, but he couldn’t switch off the speakerphone with Empress Dowager Ye staring at him. However, to ensure his mother didn’t find out, he coughed twice into the phone:

"Cough, cough, there’s no need to bribe , Dad. I’ve already told Empress Dowager Ye about your private stash..."

The reason he said this was to remind Dad that Mom was listening in.

Father Lin was montarily startled upon hearing this, then spoke in a slightly lower voice:

"Step away to soplace private, President Zhuang wishes to speak with you."

Father Lin’s words were also hinting to Lin Yi to quickly find a place where Empress Dowager Ye couldn’t hear.

This father-son duo’s act naturally didn’t escape Empress Dowager Ye’s eyes. Seeing Lin Yi still trying to pull a fast one, Empress Dowager Ye imdiately picked up the arm strengthener next to Lin Yi, glaring at him intensely.

Her expression clearly said there were two options: answer the call here and nothing happens, or take the call behind my back, and I’ll get a workout in.

Seeing this, Lin Yi shrank back a bit. Empress Dowager Ye never let things slide lightly. Growing up, he deeply understood that the rod under Empress Dowager Ye’s hand fostered the obedient son.

But Lin Yi’s mind worked fast. He quickly figured out that saying it out loud would lead to Mom getting furious and hitting her son, while not saying it would result in an imdiate beating...his life was truly tough.

"President Zhuang? Which President Zhuang?"

Sigh, fine, if not , then who? It’s best not to make Mom explode.

But not knowing what’s really happening over there, Lin Yi asked anyway, clearly not wanting to answer the call, but then the voice on the other end changed suddenly.

"Haha, Brother Lin, you haven’t forgotten so quickly, have you? We just finished a deal a few days ago."

Lin Yi paused. The voice was familiar, and with those words, he imdiately thought of the middle-aged man in a suit and gold-rimd glasses from Xuanrui Studio.

"Oh my, it’s Brother Zhuang! I just didn’t expect you to show up at my dad’s workplace."

"Haha, it’s all because of your great tea, not , kid! This is where you’re unfair. With such good tea, you still praised mine the other day when you were at my place. You’ve left without face, haha."

After a few pleasantries, Zhuang Yan got straight to the point and started talking about the tea. It’s understandable, given the enormous allure the tea has for him. It’s like an old lecher suddenly stumbling upon a stark naked beauty; how could he resist?

"Brother Lin, it might sound abrupt, but you know, I truly love tea. How about this, I heard you have three pounds of this tea. I don’t want much, just one pound for , how’s that?"

Upon hearing that the conversation was about tea, Empress Dowager Ye finally put the arm strengthener down, her face showing a lack of interest. She had thought the father and son had so big secret to hide from her.

Seeing this, Lin Yi could only bitterly smile, but fortunately, the other side didn’t ntion the price.

To end the call quickly, Lin Yi declared without hesitation:

"Haha, since Brother Zhuang personally called, it’s one thing not to give face to others, but it’s another to not give face to Brother Zhuang. Okay, you can discuss this with my dad. Sorry about this, Brother Zhuang, but the college entrance exam is tomorrow, and I’m still working on my papers right now. After the exam, we’ll definitely catch up."

Clearly, Lin Yi was intending to hang up, which the other party also gathered. Upon rembering that tomorrow was indeed June 7th, he quickly added:

"Ah, how forgetful of , of course tomorrow’s the exam. Brother Lin, you should focus on your preparations. Rest assured, about the price, 4 million per tael of tea, you won’t be shortchanged. Ten years of sharpening a sword, crossing the examination field, and achieving greatness in the results! Lastly, wishing you the best for top marks!"

Hearing Zhuang Yan’s well wishes over the phone, Lin Yi thought to himself that things were about to get bad!

Sure enough, the next mont, Empress Dowager Ye, who had been listening intently, suddenly turned stiff, then looked at Lin Yi with disbelief, sowhat uncertainly interjecting:

"What 4 million per tael? You’re talking about tea? What tea?? Lin Jianguo is going to sell tea??"

Obviously, Empress Dowager Ye hadn’t figured it out yet, thinking Father Lin wanted their son to buy him so good tea, especially since she already knew last night that their son had made 5 million.

[To be continued...]