Chapter 439: Bang Geng Has His Eye on Lin Shengli's Bag

Bang Geng is currently worried about money.

Originally, to go into business with Xu Damao, he mortgaged his family's house and borrowed money.

The result was that he lost everything, his entire investment.

The repayment date is approaching, yet he now has no money to pay.

If he can't raise the money, they'll come to seize his house.

By then, it'll be game over.

He can't face his grandmother and mother.

He walked, saying to himself:

"That damned Lin Shengli has made it big, become an official; even if he has no money, he must have some important documents inside."

"Why not go all in—steal his bag and make him pay to get it back?"

Thinking this, he stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and saw Lin Shengli just closing the door.

He snorted coldly, thinking:

"Let's do it like this!"

"But who should we extort him from?"

Just then, Yan Bu Gui's voice suddenly came from nearby:

"Bang Geng!"

Bang Geng jumped in fright, hastily turned his head—Yan Bu Gui and San Da Ma were already standing behind him, though he didn't know when they had arrived.

"What are you doing? Why are you staring at Shengli's house?" Yan Bu Gui asked with a chuckle.

Hearing that,

Bang Geng also felt a bit flustered inside.

He tried to calm himself, gave a smile, and said:

"No, I'm not staring at his house for any reason."

"I'm just curious how he came back."

"He hasn't been around here for a long time; doesn't he have a home elsewhere?"

Yan Bu Gui: "Bang Geng, let me tell you, Shengli now......"

He said that much and then stopped.

He had originally wanted to say that Lin Shengli had become a high official.

But in the end he swallowed the words.

It's better not to let others know about this.

Otherwise, everyone will go curry favor with Lin Shengli later, and if he tries to do the same, he might have to spend a lot.

Bang Geng frowned and asked, "What is he doing now?"

Yan Bu Gui: "Nothing, nothing."

San Da Ma: "What do you mean nothing? Shengli is really formidable now, he......"

Having said that, seeing Yan Bu Gui keep winking at her, San Da Ma also stopped speaking.

Yan Bu Gui: "Bang Geng, it's fine, you can go about your business."

Bang Geng nodded, "Then I'm off, Third Grandfather."

After Bang Geng left, Yan Bu Gui hastily pulled San Da Ma back inside and shut the door.

Seeing his mysterious look, San Da Ma hurriedly asked:

"What's going on?"

Yan Bu Gui: "Didn't I tell you?"

"Shengli is now a high official; the fewer people who know this, the better."

"You see, if everyone in the compound knew,"

"they'd all go curry favor with him, and then if we wanted to do the same, wouldn't we have to spend even more?"

"We can't say we're currying favor with him; we should say we're maintaining our friendship."

San Da Ma: "Yes, yes, you're right; I just forgot for a moment."

"By the way, why don't we send Shengli some chicken soup?"

Yan Bu Gui: "Chicken soup?"

San Da Ma: "Exactly, we'll buy an old hen, boil chicken soup, and send it to Shengli."

"Didn't you say we also needed to buy Peking duck from Quanjude to treat Shengli to a meal?"

Yan Bu Gui: "That would cost quite a bit of money."

San Da Ma: "Then what do you suggest we do?"

Yan Bu Gui thought, gritted his teeth, slapped his thigh, and said, "Let's do it this way!"

"We'll go buy an old hen now; you come back to boil the chicken soup, then I'll go buy half a Peking duck from Quanjude, come back, and buy a regular roast duck at the market."

"Wait, I'll first bring Shengli a pot of tea."

"I guess they don't even have hot water at his place right now."

San Da Ma: "Exactly, exactly, go right away."

Now, about Lin Shengli.

He entered the house, looked around at the clean and tidy interior, and was filled with emotion.

He hadn't lived in this home for many years.

Fortunately, Yi Zhonghai and Yi Dama often clean it.

The inside has always been kept very tidy.

He had just sat down, took out the design drawings from his bag, when suddenly a knocking sound came from outside.

He glanced up and said, "Come in."

As his words fell, the door opened, and Yan Bu Gui walked in holding a pot of tea.

"San Da Ye, what is this?"

"Shengli, I brought you a pot of tea."

"You haven't come back in a long time; there must be no hot water at home."

Yan Bu Gui walked over with a smile and placed the tea on the table.

"No, San Da Ye, you're being too polite."

"I'm not being polite either; with our relationship, do I need to be polite?"

"However, speaking honestly, Shengli, I haven't seen you in so long; seeing you just now, this feeling—how to put it—it's like a kind of..."

"It's the feeling of seeing a long-lost relative again."