As the knife-scarred man was about to turn and leave, Deng Qingjiang called him back, "Scar, listen carefully, be cautious, donāt let her find out, donāt startle the snake. Otherwise, if you ruin my plans, donāt expect to get a penny."
"Got it, Brother Deng, donāt worry. Weāll just make sure to keep our distance."
The knife-scarred man pushed open the door and left. Only then did Chen Kaijin come in holding a cup of tea, having been making red tea in the living room.
Deng Qingjiang looked up at her and gave a disdainful smirk, but immediately hid it when she glanced over.
"Qingjiang, youāre always hanging out with these people. Arenāt you worried something might happen? That knife-scarred guy looks like a money-grubber, definitely no good."
Chen Kaijin placed the tea in front of him and sat down across from him in a chair.
"What do you know? Weāve just arrived in the Capital City and are unfamiliar with the place; we have to find a local to help us. Itās good heās money-hungry because as long as we pay, itās not a problem. Whatās really frightening are those who donāt even care about money." Deng Qingjiang said indifferently, picking up the tea with his left hand and taking a small sip.
He immediately frowned.
"This tea is too astringent." He put the teacup down and frowned again, saying, "Didnāt I tell you to buy Ye Guangqu?"
"I wanted to buy it, but I have no idea where to find it. Iāve been to many tea shops, and they all said they canāt source that kind of tea. This tea is actually quite good, eight yuan for a tael, not cheap. Whatās so good about that Ye Guangqu? Itās over a thousand for a tael. How much would it cost to drink it every day?"
Deng Qingjiang glanced at her, somewhat disdainfully.
When he was pursuing her, he found Chen Kaijin beautiful, a city girl whose family owned a lumber store. Marrying her was a rare opportunity.
But over the years, he had been making progress and aiming higher while Chen Kaijin hadnāt improved at all. Instead, as she aged, she seemed more rustic and nagging, short-sighted, fussing about money like an old woman.
She was far less alluring than Ye Wanqing, who brightened up at the sight of clothes, shoes, and jewelry he bought her.
Girls like that were vibrant and charming, and he was willing to spend money on them.
The net had been cast long enough, and it was time to reel it in. But he hadnāt managed to win her over yet, despite all the investment.
Deng Qingjiang wasnāt interested in saying more to Chen Kaijin and merely said, "Money is never about saving; itās about earning."
Otherwise, what was he doing in the Capital?
"Thatās easy to say, but spending recklessly isnāt good, is it? Look, how long have we been in the Capital? Renting factories, renting storefronts, renovating, hiring workers, buying materials, even buying this houseāall of this has cost a fortune. Watching the money flow away like water every day, arenāt you even a little bit worried?"
"Arenāt these investments? Theyāll pay off in the future. You canāt expect to make money without giving anything. Where would you find such an easy path?"
"Qingjiang, tell me, hadnāt we agreed to go to City M before? Why did you suddenly change your mind and decide to come to the Capital?"
This was something Chen Kaijin just couldnāt understand.
"Think about it, even though we missed the chance for that house in City M, our parents certainly have ways to make money there."