Xia Feng entered the villa first, and Du Labi De quickly followed.
Jiang Quanshui walked to Qie'e Ma and asked in a low voice, "Old Ma, we're all old friends. Tell me honestly, why are you in Young Master Xia's villa?"
Qie'e Ma looked disgusted upon hearing this, "Who is your friend?"
You kept saying on financial forums that you wanted to do real business, that only real business could make the country strong.
You also advocated for everyone to resist teenagers playing games and to spend less, lest they corrupt a generation. You also said not to be obsessed with live streaming, as those things are all scams.
Although you didn't name me, this clearly alludes to me.
The key point is that everything you said is what my company does.
"I live here," Qie'e Ma said, adjusting his glasses with a showy gesture.
"Live here?" Jiang Quanshui pointed at the villa with his finger, shocked.
"Are you guys doing this well?"
Jiang Quanshui felt troubled, realizing it would be hard to play this game in the future.
"That's right," Qie'e Ma smiled faintly.
"Heh heh... Old Ma, please take care of me in the future." Jiang Quanshui rubbed his hands, not feeling embarrassed at all.
"Old Jiang, it depends on how you perform."
Qie'e Ma deliberately lowered his voice, speaking as if it were difficult.
Jiang Quanshui understood; they were all too familiar with these tricks and quickly grasped Qie'e Ma's meaning.
Before Jiang Quanshui could make a move, Xia Lin walked out of the villa and called from the doorway, "Uncle Jiang, come in for a cup of tea."
"Alright!" Jiang Quanshui trotted in eagerly.
After Jiang Quanshui entered the villa, Du Labi De was making tea, while Xia Feng sat on the sofa with his eyes closed, resting.
After Du Labi De finished making the tea, he poured a cup for each person.
Qie'e Ma and Du Labi De looked at Jiang Quanshui with identical expressions, both waiting for him to make a fool of himself.
"Why are you two looking at me?"
Jiang Quanshui was completely bewildered, wondering if his face had sprouted flowers.
"It's nothing, drink up quickly. This tea won't be good if it gets cold," Qie'e Ma urged.
"Uncle Jiang, you should drink this tea slowly, don't rush," Xia Lin reminded Jiang Quanshui.
Jiang Quanshui, trusting Xia Lin's words implicitly, picked up his teacup and took a small sip. Suddenly, he felt a surge of energy rising from his abdomen.
"Damn."
"Fortunately, I only drank a little; otherwise, who could stand it after one gulp?"
At this moment, Jiang Quanshui understood why Qie'e Ma and Du Labi De were staring at him. They were waiting for him to make a fool of himself, weren't they?
"Indeed, they are quite despicable."
"Lin'er is still the best."
Seeing that Jiang Quanshui hadn't made a fool of himself, Qie'e Ma and Du Labi De felt disappointed.
"Old Peter, come upstairs with me," Xia Feng said to Du Labi De after taking a sip of tea.
"Yes, Master." Du Labi De quickly gulped down his tea and followed Xia Feng upstairs.
After Xia Feng went upstairs, Jiang Quanshui whispered to Qie'e Ma, "Old Ma, you shouldn't be so unkind."
Qie'e Ma chuckled, pretending not to hear. "Why should I tell you?"
A while later, the National King Xiao Wang and others returned. As soon as Ma Yuqin entered the door, she said to Qie'e Ma, "Dad, when are you leaving? You've taken my room, and now Lin'er and I can't sleep well at night."
"Heh heh... I'll leave tomorrow, I'll leave tomorrow." Qie'e Ma smiled awkwardly.
At this moment, Jiang Quanshui, as if discovering a new continent, glanced at Qie'e Ma and suddenly understood, "You were just showing off to me, weren't you?"
"As expected of someone who exclusively scams elementary school students' money, your words can't be trusted."
"Dad," Jiang Xin called out with a dejected expression.
"Come over and have a cup of tea to quench your thirst. There's no cup, so drink mine first. Drink it all in one go, it's very good." Jiang Quanshui voluntarily handed a cup of tea to his son.
After all, he had ruined his son's good deed today and needed to compensate him properly.
In fact, he just wanted to see what reaction his son would have after drinking the tea in one gulp.
Qie'e Ma: ???
National King Xiao Wang: ...
Everyone was speechless: --!
This father, who scams his own son, shows no mercy when he does.
Jiang Xin, not suspecting anything, took the tea from Jiang Quanshui and drank it in one gulp.
"En..."
"Ah..."
After a cup of tea, Jiang Xin couldn't hold back and exclaimed, accompanied by a series of hiccups.
Jiang Quanshui was stunned; it was indeed as he expected.
Seeing the way everyone was looking at him, Jiang Xin nervously explained, "I... I really didn't do it on purpose."
Jiang Xin was on the verge of tears. He had just had a cup of tea; how could he have known he would make such a fool of himself?
"Little Comrade Jiang, if you can change your dad, you should," Qie'e Ma said with a look of pity, trying to console Jiang Xin.
"Mm-hmm." Everyone unanimously agreed.
"En???"
"What's going on?"
Jiang Xin was bewildered.
Why did he feel like he was being toyed with like a monkey?
"Don't listen to Old Ma's nonsense. This tea tastes good, doesn't it? Dad still cares about you," Jiang Quanshui explained.
"Yes, it really tastes good," Jiang Xin nodded repeatedly, strongly agreeing with his father.
"Dad still treats me the best, keeping the best for me."
Father and son Jiang Quanshui stayed at the villa for the entire afternoon, their thick skin preventing them from leaving.
Since Qie'e Ma had shamelessly stayed there, if the conditions allowed, they would also want to stay.
Ring ring ring...
Just then, Jiang Quanshui's phone rang.
It was Guo Fugui calling. He had just met Jiang Quanshui after arriving from Hong Kong, and Jiang Quanshui had disappeared.
"Old Jiang, does it take this long to escort someone? I've been waiting for you for half an hour and still haven't seen you." Guo Fugui's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Ahem... Brother Guo, I have something to attend to, so I can't make it today. I'll treat you to a meal another day." Jiang Quanshui coughed lightly, feeling a bit embarrassed by Guo Fugui's words.
Alas, there was no choice. This was his first opportunity to visit Xia Feng's home, and no matter how big the matter, he wouldn't leave.
At least until they got acquainted, he would shamelessly stay.
"Alright then." Guo Fugui hung up the phone with a dejected tone.
"Old Jiang, you can go ahead and take care of your business," Qie'e Ma suggested.
"I'm fine. I'm bored to death all day. Unlike President Ma, who is so busy every day, you should return to Yucheng early."
Jiang Quanshui retorted, unwilling to be outdone.
Now he knew that Qie'e Ma, like him, was shamelessly staying at the villa. They were all the same, and neither should say anything about the other.
Earlier, he had thought Qie'e Ma had successfully attached himself to a powerful patron, which had made him furious.
"Yuqin, Dad might have to occupy your room for a few more days. There are always people who don't know their place." Qie'e Ma ignored Jiang Quanshui's words and turned to look at Ma Yuqin.
"Dad, Uncle Jiang, please stop quarreling," Ma Yuqin said, speechless.
"Uncle Ma, Uncle Jiang, say a few less words. Come, let's continue drinking tea."
The National King Xiao Wang also stepped forward to mediate.
If this continues, as more people get to know about it, more people will come, won't they crowd me out?
This is not acceptable.