Chapter 54: Work is coming!

Looking at Liu Yue'e's astonished expression, Lu Fan actually found her a bit cute.

Indeed, cute.

He was viewing her through the eyes of an old man from his previous life, but now that he was only seventeen years and eleven months old, having such thoughts felt somewhat inappropriate.

He quickly banished his inner old man's lingering thoughts.

Replacing them with a look of slight respect, he said, "Auntie, if you don't believe me, just wait and see! It won't take very long; we'll know the results in five years."

Liu Yue'e's interest had already been piqued, and she asked again, "How much is it worth?"

Lu Fan held up one finger.

"A million? No, you mean ten million? Really?"

Liu Yue'e's expression became even more exaggerated, her brows and eyes lifting with excitement.

"Fake."

"I knew it! You're just teasing me!"

"You have to multiply that by ten! One hundred million!"

This time, Liu Yue'e didn't show greater shock; instead, she suddenly burst out laughing, rocking back and forth and shaking with mirth.

"Lu Fan, I may be ignorant, but you shouldn't poke fun at me just because I'm poor! One hundred million could buy our entire village, plus two neighboring ones."

Lu Fan finished the last of the white rice soup in his bowl and said speechlessly, "I'm telling you the truth, but you don't believe me. Well then, let's wait and see."

Liu Yue'e stopped laughing and asked again, "Are you serious?"

"Anyway, you signed the agreement for that plot of land. When the land certificate is updated in a while, it will still be registered in your name. If there is land requisition and demolition compensation in the future, it will most likely be transferred to your bank card. You'd better count the zeros carefully when that time comes."

"You're not joking?" This time, Liu Yue'e was truly startled.

"Do you think I look like I'm joking? When it comes to family, I rarely lie."

"One hundred million—how much money is that? How could anyone ever spend it all!"

Lu Fan pointed to the small table in front of him and said, "This table is about eighty centimeters long and wide. One hundred million in cash is about 1.2 cubic meters. If hundred-yuan bills were piled together, they would be this high and this long!"

Lu Fan gestured with both hands.

Watching his movements, Liu Yue'e couldn't help swallowing hard a couple of times.

So much money, easily obtained just because of a piece of land? She felt it was a bit insane.

She had sold Bai Lu for only fifty thousand yuan—how many Bai Lus would that be worth?

"Mom, Lu Fan, you're back!"

Bai Lu pushed her bicycle in from outside.

"What are you two doing?"

"I'm demonstrating to Auntie how big 1.2 cubic meters is!"

Bai Lu cast a suspicious glance at Liu Yue'e. "Mom, don't you even know what 1.2 cubic meters is? Isn't it just 1.2 meters in length, width, and height? Oh, right, you only graduated from elementary school. Elementary schools probably don't teach cubic measurements."

"I attended advanced elementary school, which is equivalent to middle school."

"Then how come you don't know how big 1.2 cubic meters is and had to make Lu Fan demonstrate it to you?"

Liu Yue'e suddenly said indignantly, "Lu Fan, hurry up and take your silly wife away, don't keep lingering at my house."

Lu Fan laughed and said, "My Bai Lu isn't silly at all. Besides, we aren't even officially married yet."

Bai Lu wrinkled her nose fiercely at Liu Yue'e.

After watching the two of them play around for a moment, Lu Fan received a phone call from Shi Hu.

"Hey, brother, we've set off. Where in Dongping are we meeting?"

Lu Fan still needed to get the car washed, so after thinking for a moment, he said directly, "Go to the District Government Square. Isn't there a park on the south side? I'll be right there."

"Got it!"

"How many people came this time?"

"A dozen or so, and a few others happened to catch the big market day today, so they might not get here until evening."

"Hmm, that's fine, it's enough to start the class."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Fan called out, "Bai Lu, we've got work to do, let's go."

"Coming!"

Bai Lu gave Lu Fan a rather informal salute, ran into the house to grab her small shoulder bag, and then stood beside the motorcycle, waiting.

Lu Fan waved his hand. "We're not riding the motorcycle today, we're taking the car."

"Huh?"

"Didn't you see it when you came back? I parked it right at the alley entrance."

Watching the two of them walk out of the alley and drive away, Liu Yue'e stood on the threshold, several times hesitating to speak because she wanted to tag along, but ultimately swallowing the words.

Young people have their own matters, why should she go meddling?

Wait, he made me quit my job, and now I have nothing to do. Tagging along to help out seems fine, right?

Going into battle requires brothers; heading to the front lines takes a father and son. Doing business with her daughter didn't seem like anything to be embarrassed about!

Bai Lu sat in the passenger seat, and Lu Fan didn't bother putting her seatbelt on.

This was Bai Lu's second time riding in a car, yesterday having been the first, and knowing that this car would belong to Lu Fan from now on, she was exceptionally excited.

She wanted to touch the small buttons on the center console—just touch them, not actually press them.

However, halfway there, her hand was halted by Lu Fan's scolding.

"Don't touch!"

"Ah, I didn't mean to press it, I was just..."

Bai Lu's expression immediately turned a bit wronged.

Lu Fan quickly explained, "I'm not afraid you'll break it; I just think this car is dirty. Didn't you see I've been driving while pinching the steering wheel with just two fingers?"

"Later, I'll have someone clean the entire interior of this car, put covers on the seats, replace all the floor mats, and then you can touch whatever you want."

"Oh, I thought you were afraid I'd break it."

"Heh, you really are a silly girl. Forget about a battered old car; even a multi-million dollar luxury car, a tens of millions yacht, or a private jet worth over a hundred million isn't worth a single finger of yours."

Bai Lu had never heard such romantic talk before, and her cheeks instantly flushed crimson, making her too embarrassed to even raise her head.

Feeling pleased with himself, Lu Fan almost blurted out that forbidden word again.

Seeing Bai Lu's shy appearance, he realized he had been bragging a bit too early.

When they arrived at the car wash, Lu Fan noticed the shop also sold car seats. He immediately instructed the shop staff to unbolt the driver and passenger seats, throw them away, and install new ones. He also chose a new steering wheel.

Every single nook and cranny of the car had to be washed multiple times; not even a single strand of hair could be left behind.

Seeing a big spender arrive, the staff agreed readily to everything, regardless of whether they could manage it all.

The District Government Square was very close by. When Lu Fan and Bai Lu arrived, the others had just pulled up.

It was a double-row pickup truck, with several people crammed into the cab and the rest sitting in the truck bed at the back.

Lu Fan counted them up; including Shi Hu and Jiang Ermei, there were fourteen people in total.

Most of them wore waist bags strapped around their hips—the kind favored by business people because it's convenient for storing small change and mobile phones.

The reason Bai Lu bought a cross-body shoulder bag was because she collected too much money, making the waist-mounted ones a bit too small.

This group definitely had a strong vocational look to them!

Lu Fan's gaze swept over the crowd, and pointing casually at a middle-aged man, he asked, "Why didn't you bring a waist bag?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then looked left and right with a blank expression. "I didn't know we were supposed to bring waist bags!"

A pretty girl standing beside him immediately chimed in, "We brought backpacks! Are these big enough?"

At this moment, Jiang Ermei stepped forward holding ten thousand yuan in cash. "President Lu, this big brother is an outsider. He squatted by our stall last night, listened to us make phone calls for a while, and decided this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity he couldn't pass up. This is his ten-thousand-yuan deposit for inventory."

"Look at this, everyone—this is the genuine article. Does anyone still think I'm tricking you?"

"When an opportunity comes, you have to seize it. Once you miss this village, you won't find this shop anywhere else..."

Lu Fan interrupted Jiang Ermei's impassioned performance. That was not how you urged people to close a sale.

You hadn't explained anything to them yet, nor had you shown them the actual site, so how could you possibly push for orders?

Lu Fan glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Let me make this clear first: we are running a legitimate business, and we don't force anyone to pay for inventory. Furthermore, our company has a return policy; if you genuinely cannot sell the goods, the company will buy them back at the original price."

"However, there is one exception where returns are not allowed: if you take the goods back and neither set up a stall nor sell according to our marketing methods, then we are sorry, but those goods cannot be returned!"

"Since we've all come here, we're aiming to do business and make big money, not to play around. Do you all agree?"

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