Chapter 92

That kid is surprisingly easy to talk to? How come the 70-30 split gives you 70% and he only gets 30%?

Lin Meng and Ye Chenjing had reached an agreement; just after leaving the VIP room, Qin Feng couldn't help but ask curiously.

Lin Meng rolled her eyes, half-jokingly saying:

"What, Fifth Uncle, do you think I'm not worth this price?"

"No, no, I don't mean that." Qin Feng waved his hands repeatedly, his tone tinged with helplessness—how could this little girl think that of him?

"What I mean is, him giving you so much profit is obviously unreasonable; be careful there might be a trick."

"Uncle, you're overthinking; given his status, if he really wanted to screw me over, he wouldn't need to go through all this trouble."

Lin Meng was confident Ye Chenjing wouldn't cheat her; he was so generous, he probably didn't care about that little money.

Besides, Ye Chenjing himself just said the Ye Family's main purpose in participating in this Stone Gambling Convention is to win rankings and split the stakes—that's the big profit he's after.

The few raw stones being gambled on at the Stone Gambling Convention are merely a drizzle; even if they were all discarded, the Ye Family's loss would be almost zero.

The 70-30 plan was actually proposed by Lin Meng herself; Ye Chenjing quickly accepted the arrangement where he gets the 30% share, without even frowning.

Qin Feng still felt Ye Chenjing was off; as a businessman, he knew better than anyone what their mindset was.

Especially in cooperative transactions, the profit split represents status hierarchy.

Ye Chenjing doesn't look like someone willing to play second fiddle; he surely aims for something bigger.

"Lin Meng, don't blame Uncle for not warning you—this Lord Ye Chenjing has ruthless methods, known in the business world as the 'Cold-Faced King of Hell'; you still need to be careful when dealing with him."

Lin Meng nodded in agreement; Fifth Uncle was worried she'd suffer a loss, and he meant well.

However, the nickname 'Cold-Faced King of Hell' sounds really tacky, and it's somewhat exaggerated.

Ye Chenjing knew she had precious medicinal materials and miraculous pills, so he wouldn't become enemies with her.

Their transactions also involve no one losing out; each harbors their own thoughts.

"What exactly is your relationship with that Ye? Distant relatives?"

Qin Feng was genuinely curious, but then thought it impossible—the Ye Family are the nation's richest, with generations of officials and nobles; if they were truly distant relatives, the Lin Family wouldn't be so undeveloped in a backwater.

Lin Meng pursed her lips, indifferent, saying:

"It's not a relative; it's a childhood engagement arranged by our ancestors, originally meant to be fulfilled in my generation, but I've already called it off."

Lin Meng said it lightly, but the listeners were anything but calm.

"What? A childhood engagement? You actually called it off?"

Qin Feng scratched his big head of hair, his gaze toward Lin Meng shifting from initial confusion to utter astonishment, then he couldn't help but admire her, giving her a thumbs-up.

"Sis, Uncle admires your guts—you can even call off a marriage to the richest family just like that; with that spirit, you'll surely succeed at whatever you do."

In this world, probably few women could refuse the chance to marry into a wealthy family; clear-headed women only look at reality—marrying into riches means future comfort, and even if a premarital property agreement is signed, at least during the marriage they'd enjoy the luxurious life of a wealthy matriarch.

Who would refuse?

"Love? That's just a bubble—nothing at all!"

Qin Feng is an emotional person; putting himself in Lin Meng's shoes, he already felt heartbroken—he had just missed out, for nothing, on the chance to become a wealthy matriarch.

But that also made him admire Lin Meng even more.

"Sis, I damn well admire you more and more! Your personality totally suits my taste!"

Qin Feng's eyes toward Lin Meng gleamed with a wolfish light; seeing this, Lin Meng couldn't help but shudder and step back.

"Hold on, Uncle, please restrain yourself—no need to worship me so much."

Qin Feng: "……"

Back in the hall, Xu Yixiao was anxiously searching everywhere for Lin Meng's trace.

Lin Meng hurriedly said to Qin Feng:

"My aunt's family is right here in Li Shi; that's my cousin, he's already looking for me. If you have anything, call me, Uncle—see you later."

Lin Meng brushed off Qin Feng and ran toward Xu Yixiao; the kid hadn't seen her in a while and was about to burst into tears.

Qin Feng naturally had business in Li Shi as well; seeing Lin Meng had relatives here, he felt considerably more at ease.

Xu Yixiao finally found Lin Meng and hurriedly said with concern:

"Sis, you scared me to death—I thought I'd lost you."

Lin Meng took the coconut water her cousin handed her and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I won't get lost. By the way, I just ran into an acquaintance who helped me sort out the registration; on the day of the convention, I'll follow him to compete."

Upon hearing that, Xu Yixiao's heart gave a sudden jolt.

"Oh no, my cousin actually managed to sign up successfully—I don't know whether to be happy or worried."

"Sis, is that acquaintance reliable? Is he just a nominal sponsor? How are profits and losses calculated?"

Lin Meng knew her cousin was worried she'd suffer a loss, so she patiently explained.

"That person isn't bad; he should be trustworthy. As for profits and losses, I don't need to put up the deposit, nor pay for the stone materials chosen for the match—if we lose, it's on him; if we win under the 70-30 split, I get seven, he gets three."

"Oh, that's still okay." Xu Yixiao nodded, digesting Lin Meng's words, then suddenly realized something.

"What? No compensation if we lose, but if we profit I still get seventy percent? What's he after?"

Even Xu Yixiao thought this deal was too weird—either the other side is stupidly rich, or they're happy to let her cousin take the advantage; otherwise only a fool would agree to such a split.

Lin Meng pursed her lips; both of them thought she was taking advantage.

After all, her little cousin doesn't know her stone‑gambling ability, so it's understandable he'd think that.

Lin Meng patted her cousin's shoulder and said:

"On the day of the Stone Gambling Convention, take the day off—I'll bring you in to see the world."

Upon hearing that, Xu Yixiao's eyes widened like copper bells, delighted beyond words.

"Really? Can I also go into the inner venue? Then I'll go ask the counselor for leave right away!"

Ordinary spectators can only buy tickets for the outer area; the final showdown in the inner hall, the true high‑stakes gambling of the stone‑gambling world, requires one's status and position as the admission ticket.

The two tickets given by Lin Meng's maternal uncle were just outer-field tickets.

Upon hearing that they too could enter the inner venue and see the world, Xu Yixiao became very excited.

The sky was dark; the maternal uncle and aunt finally got off work, happily taking Lin Meng to a restaurant.

Lin Meng enjoyed the local specialty, found it to her taste, and while she was away to the restroom, she packed a portion for Ye Heng and Ye Fan, secretly storing it in her space.

Ye Heng quickly received the delicious food box, happily thanking repeatedly.

Ye Fan was still in seclusion; Lin Meng did not use her mental power to contact him, lest she disturb him at a critical moment.

Three days later, the Stone Gambling Convention began.

Early in the morning, Ye Chenjing brought their team, waited for Lin Meng to meet up, then together they entered the first-level Stone Gambling hall.

The experts hired by the Ye family all sized up Lin Meng and Xu Yixiao; no matter how you look, these two don't seem to be here for stone gambling. Then, since General Manager Ye had previously withdrawn a quota, leaving an opening, who was the spot left for?

Could it be that some heavyweight expert still hasn't arrived?