Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan - Chapter 262 - 262: Sixth Lord’s Pleasure to Help

Chapter 262: Sixth Lord’s Pleasure to Help

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Shen Ru didn’t agree with that. “Since there’s a rat in the rice jar, both parties are well aware of this information. The real question is, who can hold out the longest.”

On one hand, the bankruptcy of Minya was full of twists and turns. On the other hand, Tian Shui Real Estate was in chaos recently.

Apart from losing the Huihai development project, they also lost several multi-million-dollar deals in succession, resulting in heavy losses.

“It must be that lunatic Lushen causing all this!” Tan Yao stood in the office, grinding his teeth audibly.

Shen Qian didn’t expect Lushen to have this much influence, pushing Tian Shui to this extent.

“I underestimated him…”

“President Shen, we can’t afford to sit idly by.”

“Yes…” Shen Qian sighed softly. “We indeed can’t afford to sit idly by.”

Tan Yao’s eyes lit up. “Do you have a plan?”

“Contact Second Lord Song. Tell him I’m returning the Dragon Pattern Medallion to him and request a meeting as soon as possible.”

Tan Yao looked surprised, then suddenly got excited. “We only have one such card in our hands, how can we use it for such a trivial matter?!”

Shen Qian pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, “This matter is not trivial…”

Outside Ning City, in Dongliu Villa.

Recently, Lushen was enjoying himself to the fullest. He often burst into hearty laughter during phone calls, and the sound of his laughter echoed far and wide.

In any case, Chu Yujiang had been awakened by his infectious laughter countless times, making it impossible to take a nap. He had no choice but to come to the shooting range and fire off a few rounds, considering it a way to kill time.

But at noon, this was also the regular time for Ling Yun to practice shooting. He was used to being alone, and the sudden presence of Chu Yujiang, a lively person, made him feel uncomfortable. Occasionally, they even competed for targets and bullets, which was quite annoying.

This irritation disrupted his calm mood, and when his heart wasn’t at ease, his marksmanship naturally suffered.

Chu Yujiang also felt helpless. “Do you think I want to stay here?”

“Oh, then just go away,” Ling Yun said expressionlessly.

In response, Chu Yujian didn’t get upset; instead, he removed his earmuffs and plopped down on the steps, beginning to vent his grievances.

After listening for five minutes, Ling Yun left with an impassive face.

Chu Yujiang was left dumbfounded and subconsciously followed him all the way to the living room.

Lushen was on the phone, laughing while talking.

But when Ling Yun rushed up, the mobile phone was snatched away from him in the blink of an eye. At that moment, Lushen was still holding the phone, frozen in place, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

The two of them locked eyes for a full two minutes.

“Ling Yun, why… why did you snatch my phone?” Lushen was the first to speak, and there was a hint of wariness in his eyes.

Despite having a boyish face, this Mushroom Head was a full-fledged “violent maniac.” Compared to Chu Yujiang’s gentle and polite demeanor, Ling Yun was the complete opposite. Anything that could be resolved with fists was done without a word.

Lushen had witnessed his straightforward nature and was now feeling a bit uneasy, even a little scared.

“Don’t make phone calls in the living room, use your room instead.” Ling Yun thought for a moment, perhaps realizing that his tone was too harsh, and added, as if trying to salvage the situation, “Is that okay?”

He forced a smile, but it looked awkward.

Lushen swallowed hard. “Y-yes.”

Ling Yun handed the phone back to him and gestured towards upstairs.

Lushen dashed towards the second floor as if he had seen a ghost chasing after him.

Chu Yujiang watched in astonishment and then gave Ling Yun a thumbs-up in admiration.

Impressive!

Ling Yun gave a nonchalant “Oh,” showing that he didn’t care about the praise, and turned back to the shooting range.

Chu Yujiang could finally get a good nap.

Just after waking up from his nap, Chu Yujiang was summoned to Quan Hanting’s study.

Chu Yujiang didn’t dare to delay and quickly put on his clothes. In the blink of an eye, he stood in the study, his eyes lowered and hands at his sides, showing a respectful demeanor.

“How is she doing recently?”

Chu Yujiang knew exactly who “she” referred to. He organized his thoughts and explained the situation, from the bankruptcy of Mingda to Shen Wan’s plan to buy it with the help of Yi Hong, and how Shen Ru had intervened.

Quan Hanting asked, “Any news about Shen Qian?”

“Young Seventh Lord seems to be deliberately causing trouble for him. After the development project fell apart, Tian Shui Real Estate lost several major contracts in quick succession, and the situation is not optimistic.”

“For Shen Wan’s side, lend her a hand if necessary. As for Shen Qian, don’t bother; let Lushen handle him.”

Chu Yujiang nodded, concealing his surprise that Quan Hanting was willing to help a woman.

When had he started aiding others for fun?

If he remembered correctly, this was the first time Quan Hanting had actively offered to help a woman.

Mingda’s accounts weren’t overly complicated, and the liquidation took less than two days. The accounting team provided an assessment of the total assets.

Shen Wan, the former president, had also honorably stepped down and no longer set foot in the company.

She communicated everything through her phone with Choi Yun and Miaomiao.

As a result, she found herself with more leisure time.

Apart from eating and sleeping, she devoted more time to fitness and yoga, gradually increasing the intensity. After an hour of exercise, she often found herself drenched in sweat.

The wound on her elbow had scabbed over, healed, and now featured pinkish new skin. It was not painful, but rather itchy, and she had no issues with performing significant movements.

Lately, it seemed that Shen Qian was quite busy and rarely seen at home.

If Shen Wan had not guessed wrong, there should be a problem with Tian Shui.

It was hard to imagine anyone else besides Lushen who had the courage and ability to shake things up around Shen Qian.

It seemed her words that day had not fallen on deaf ears, and Lushen was not so foolish as to be beyond redemption.

Excellent!

In the afternoon, just after Shen Wan woke up from her nap, she received a call from an unfamiliar number.

“Hello, who is this?”

“Stinky brat, I heard you couldn’t be a president, so you’re back home lazing around?” This was how he greeted her, with a complete lack of emotional intelligence, failing to hide his sense of happiness due to her misfortune.

Shen Wan’s mouth twitched. “Does the Young Seventh Lord have nothing better to do? Otherwise, why would you have the time to think of me?”

“Since you’ve done such a big favor for me, I’d have to ask how you’re doing, right?”

He finally managed to say something more courteous.

Lushen continued with his banter, and Shen Wan countered with her own humor. They chatted casually for more than ten minutes without getting to the point.

Shen Wan lost her patience. “Just get to the point.”

“Come out, I’m treating you to dinner.” After a pause and a mischievous chuckle, he added, “And let’s chat about Shen Qian’s recent situation.”

The last sentence successfully piqued Shen Wan’s interest.

“Tell me the time and place.”

“Eating hotpot in the summer?” Shen Wan stood at the restaurant’s entrance, giving Lushen a sidelong glance.

He glanced at her with a hint of displeasure. “In your eyes, do you think I have such poor taste? Follow me—”

With that, he led her to the side of a hotpot restaurant, a rather inconspicuous little place.

Upon entering, it was an extremely narrow corridor that led to a long and winding path.

As they reached the end, it suddenly opened up, revealing a brightly lit space with a high ceiling. The room was incredibly spacious, and luxurious crystal chandeliers cast a golden radiance, making the entire hall shine with opulence.

A waitress in a qipao approached them, respectfully addressing him as “Young Master Lu.” She then handed over an intricately carved wooden plaque with a polite smile.

Lushen accepted it and placed it in the palm of his hand. He lifted his hand to gently tap her chin, which elicited a coquettish laugh from the woman.

“Thank you!”

Shen Wan observed with amazement. She couldn’t help but wonder if this place offered more than just dining services..