Chapter 552: Sister Takes a Big Order

Looking at Yang Yin's cute, innocent face, Lu Cheng couldn't help but pinch it.

"Ugh—annoying, you can't pinch my face."

"The matter hasn't been settled yet, and you're already thinking about making me thank you."

Yang Yin brushed the hand off her face: "You really have no conscience. Whether it succeeded or not, I already said good things for you."

That is true; if we could actually get a large computer, Yang Yin would have at least done half the work.

With such a huge contribution, how should I repay it?

Lu Cheng looked toward the second‑floor bedroom, then leaned down close to Yang Yin's ear.

"Then how about I take a loss and give you my body today."

Just as expected, Lu Cheng's waist was quickly twisted hard.

"Sigh, fine, fine, I can at least treat you to a meal."

"Not enough."

Lu Cheng smiled: "Then tell me, how do you want me to thank you?"

Yang Yin pointed a finger at his chest: "I want your heart—a heart that belongs only to me, no other woman allowed."

Lu Cheng thought seriously; Yang Yin is a very pure young girl who doesn't care about material things at all—what she wants is simply Lu Cheng himself.

But how can he prove his sincerity?

"Hmm? In that case, I'll pick you up tomorrow and take you to meet someone."

"Meet who?"

"You'll find out when we go. In short, besides my family and Master, he is the only person I truly respect."

Hearing Lu Cheng speak so formally, Yang Yin couldn't help feeling a bit nervous.

"Then should I… dress up properly?"

Lu Cheng patted her head: "No need, your natural look without makeup is the most beautiful."

Unlike later generations, if you never remove makeup, you never truly see her real appearance.

In this innocent era, everyone faces the world plainly; if someone is a beauty, it's purely natural, and each beauty has her own distinct charm.

Hearing Lu Cheng say that, Yang Yin narrowed her eyes into crescents: "At least you said something nice. Now go back quickly, watch your safety on the road, don't slip and fall on your butt."

Glancing inside the house, Lu Cheng gave Yang Yin a quick kiss, then mounted his bicycle and left the courtyard.

Yang Yin called after him: "By the way, I have class tomorrow; pick me up at the school gate."

Lu Cheng waved his hand, rode his bicycle to the department store.

Since learning yesterday that the Dragon-Phoenix Twins are Lin Qingyan's children, the family's emotions have been somewhat complicated.

First, mother Chen Xianglan's attitude: she said she hadn't slept well again last night.

This time the sleeplessness wasn't due to suspecting any link between the children and Lu Cheng, but from envy that kept her awake.

Lin Qingyan really knows how to give birth; in one life she produced the Dragon-Phoenix Twins, and they're so cute.

If her son hadn't divorced back then, perhaps she could have held the Dragon-Phoenix Twins as grandchildren.

If she carried them out, strolling through Hu Tong Li every day, her face would shine so brightly.

And then sister Lu Ying's attitude: after learning they're the children of her good friend Lin Qingyan, she dotes on them to the extreme, freely eating anything from the department store.

When Lu Cheng arrived, the two little ones were standing on a stool behind the counter, pretending to be sales clerks.

"Uncle, do you want to buy milk candy?"

Lu Cheng grabbed one to unwrap and pop into his mouth, but the little girl stopped him.

"Uncle, you haven't paid yet."

Seeing the little 'sales clerk' act so proper, Lu Cheng had to play house with her.

"How much is each milk candy?"

The little girl scratched her head: "Hmm? One dime each."

Lu Cheng nodded: "Your price is a bit high; I'll give you one yuan, can you give me two pieces?"

The little girl quickly shook her head: "No, no, can't be cheap."

Lu Cheng laughed, looking at the sister doing the accounts: "Sis, Lin Qingyan's kids look not that smart."

Lu Ying rolled her eyes: "They're only a little older! When you were two, you were still playing with mud."

"See, you bring it up again!"

Lu Ying set the bill down, slid along the counter glass to the side.

"By the way, brother, I was just going to discuss something with you."

Hearing Lu Ying call him 'brother,' Lu Cheng instantly straightened his back.

"Sis, first of all, we're real siblings; break a bone and the tendons stay connected, right?"

"Of course."

"So, don't use the word 'discuss'; it makes it seem distant and invites ridicule. You're the sister; if you need anything from your brother, just tell me directly."

Lu Ying laughed: "Finally grown up and sensible, huh? Then the sister won't be polite…"

Lu Cheng reached out to interrupt: "Thirty, I won't ask you for more; half a month's wages will do."

Lu Ying inhaled: "Then why did you just spout that nonsense!"

"Feelings are feelings, reason is reason! Even blood brothers need to settle accounts clearly."

"Get lost! I'm not looking for you anymore!"

"If I'm not looking, fine!"

Lu Ying gritted her teeth and reluctantly said, "Twenty, love or not!"

"Deal!"

Lu Ying was taken aback, agreeing so readily? Feels like I'm giving too much; it should be five bucks.

Lu Cheng didn't give his sister a chance to bargain: "Speak, what's the matter?"

Lu Ying exhaled, "Here's the situation: this morning a salesperson from a soy‑sauce factory approached me. Seeing that this shop does good business and is near the train station, they want to cooperate and stock their soy sauce here."

"But such condiments don't sell well at the station. I thought, since the New Year is coming and your Railway department also has to give out benefits, why not have me take their factory's soy sauce and you source it from our department store."

Lu Cheng leaned back, "No, sis, your calculations are already involving our Railway system."

"Well, you also have to give benefits, so wherever you get it from is still taking."

"Is that the same? Our logistics get directly from the factory; why take it from you and add another markup in between?"

Lu Ying smiled, "Same, same. As long as you need a large volume, I can push the price down, essentially the same as you getting it straight from the factory; the price difference is negligible."

Lu Cheng nodded, "That works then, but you have to tell me how much profit you make per bottle."

Regarding her brother's question, Lu Ying glanced around; there were no customers nearby at the moment, then she leaned over the counter.

"One bottle nets three cents; if sold to walk‑in customers, eight cents, but walk‑ins buy little, unlike your Railway department, which moves tens of thousands at a time."

At three cents per bottle, the Railway department of the Capital City, serving tens of thousands, can earn pure profit of over a thousand yuan.

Don't underestimate that thousand‑plus yuan; it's the four‑ to five‑year salary of an ordinary worker today.

Lu Cheng sighed, "Our Railway department is such a big piece of fat meat, letting your shop make that much, yet I feel twenty bucks is still too little."

Lu Ying rolled her eyes, "Fine, fine, fine—once you help me get this done, whatever you want I'll buy for you, okay? Besides, it's a collective matter, not personal."

Lu Cheng leaned in, "So how much money do you have in the account now?"

Lu Ying hesitated briefly, then clutched the ledger tightly.

"What are you trying to do? The collective's money—you want to scheme with it, right? Trying to get me locked up!"