Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

The city lord had a flash of inspiration and seemed to have a new idea.

The reason he chose Lin Ping, this spendthrift, as his son-in-law was to let him squander the family fortune and show others that the city lord's mansion was overflowing with money.

Maybe this guy can actually put on a good show in front of Qian Duoduo.

"Come in quickly!"

The city lord's face lit up with joy, his previous gloom gone.

Qian Duoduo had naturally heard of Lin Ping, the spendthrift, and he was curious as to why the City Lord's Mansion would bring back such a spendthrift son. He immediately became interested.

He wanted to see what the city lord was really up to.

Lin Ping was naturally pleased that his father-in-law treated him so well, and he walked in humming a little tune.

But he had only sung halfway when he saw Jiang Xiuwen's fierce expression and immediately stopped.

Seeing the chubby boy's gloating expression, Lin Ping understood. He turned and left, as if to say, "I've come to the wrong place, you guys continue."

Those leaden legs were almost too heavy to stand on, and he was even prepared to be beaten. However, Jiang Xiuwen, who was furious, did not make a move!

Is there another secret?

Lin Ping's panicked expression subsided somewhat, and he then noticed Qian Duoduo's presence.

"It seems there are important guests visiting; no wonder the gorilla didn't dare to go berserk!"

Lin Ping kept muttering to himself, even comparing Jiang Xiuwen's roaring manner to that of a gorilla.

"Greetings, Father!"

Lin Ping bowed deeply, his head almost hitting the ground, as if trying to gauge the situation with politeness.

"Ping'er, this is Manager Qian from Jinmanlou!"

The city lord's joyful introduction naturally gave Lin Ping a clear understanding of the situation.

Just as Lin Ping was about to bow and kowtow, he suddenly noticed that the other person had a stern face and seemed to have ill intentions.

Lin Ping is like a mule that's easily swayed; if you nod to me, I'll smile at you, but if you ignore me, sorry, Master Ping doesn't care.

So Lin Ping, with the same long face, said dismissively, "Oh!"

"End?"

The city lord's face showed utter surprise, and he kept giving Lin Ping meaningful glances.

The reason he introduced Qian Duoduo so formally was that he hoped Lin Ping would give him face, but the other party didn't even show basic courtesy.

"That's it! What else can I do? Should I still call him 'Dad'?"

Lin Ping said irritably, glancing at Qian Duoduo in the process.

Qian Duoduo wasn't angry at all. He sipped his tea with great interest, wanting to see what tricks the father-in-law and son-in-law could pull.

To avoid an awkward atmosphere, the city lord winked and said, "Ping'er, how was the two thousand taels of silver I gave you?"

Two thousand taels?

Isn't it a thousand taels?

Is the city lord trying to swindle him out of his money?

But the city lord has a kind face and doesn't seem like that kind of person.

Lin Ping observed secretly for a moment and immediately understood what was going on.

"Two thousand taels?"

Lin Ping opened his mouth wide, as if nothing had happened.

The city lord's heart sank. He knew there was no way to salvage the situation. It seemed that Lin Ping was truly useless except for squandering money. His forced spirits waned once again.

"Two thousand taels is not enough to buy all the timber in the city, so I withdrew ten thousand taels of silver from the warehouse."

Lin Ping spoke with a serious expression, as if it were a serious matter.

These words were like a shot in the arm, and the city lord was overjoyed. Although Lin Ping's words were somewhat exaggerated, his acting was superb and flawless.

"I left in a hurry this time, and only took five attendants, ten servants and two captains with me."

Lin Ping, already in character, said without batting an eye, "Seeing how clever they were, I rewarded them with five hundred taels of silver. After entering the city, they saw a beautiful girl, and then..."

"So what?"

The city lord, equally engrossed in the role, followed up with a question.

"It cost a thousand taels of silver to buy her as a maid. It's just that I left in a hurry and didn't have much money with me. A thousand taels of silver is a bit too little. But don't worry, Father, I have already sent someone to deliver another two thousand taels!"

Lin Ping spoke with righteous indignation and eloquence, his absorbed manner utterly outrageous…

Lin Ping killed two birds with one stone: he could both show off in front of Qian Duoduo and admit the mistakes he made on this trip, thus avoiding being whipped by Jiang Xiuwen.

"I came here to visit my family, so I spent three thousand taels to buy my father a jade horse. But he didn't like it, so I smashed it to pieces in a fit of anger."

At this point, Lin Ping revealed a hint of anger, gesturing dramatically, thankfully there were no objects on the table.

These things were all true. Jiang Xiuwen listened carefully, suppressing his anger.

Qian Duoduo naturally didn't believe it. He still squinted and took small sips of tea. The other party was obviously putting on a show for him. If he didn't have this kind of judgment, he wouldn't be worthy of being the manager of Jinmanlou.

"My son-in-law's family has fallen on hard times. There was no wine or food in the house, so I spent five hundred taels of silver out of my own pocket to have a simple meal. The next morning, I went out to the streets to buy up all the wood in the city."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiuwen flew into a rage, pointing his finger at Lin Ping and shouting, "Nonsense! You clearly took the money to the gambling den!"

"Gambling house?"

A shadow crossed Qian Duoduo's eyes, but it vanished in an instant. Jiang Xiuwen's so-called gambling den was probably Jin Manlou's business, after all, a batch of stones had just been transported from the south today.

Jiang Xiuwen seemed to realize he had been a bit too talkative, and awkwardly took two steps back, covering his mouth with both hands.

Lin Ping was not sad but happy. He did not expect Jiang Xiuwen to provide assistance. So he lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake and murmured, "Please punish me, Father. I used all five thousand taels to buy gambling stones."

Qian Duoduo knew the general situation of that batch of stones and secretly calculated that, apart from the treasure that was to be sold to Zhang Hongyuan, the other stones would only amount to five or six thousand taels.

So Lin Ping went to contribute to my gambling den. Thinking of this, Qian Duoduo was secretly pleased, but he still felt that Lin Ping was lying. Judging from the wealth of the city lord's mansion, it was almost impossible for him to give him 10,000 taels of silver to squander. 1,000 taels would be more like it.

“Lord City Lord, according to what I’ve heard, the City Lord’s Mansion doesn’t seem to have five thousand taels of silver, let alone enough to gamble on stones.”

Qian Duoduo couldn't bear to watch any longer and spoke up.

Upon hearing this, the city lord's face flushed red, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

He really disliked the feeling of being exposed to someone's face.

But now that the City Lord's Mansion needs Jin Manlou's help, he can't get angry and can only smile at him.

Just when the atmosphere was at its most awkward, Lin Ping shouted, "You dog, it's none of your business to meddle in the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion!"

Lin Ping's cursing surprised everyone.

Even though the city lord had a strong heart, it was pounding wildly at this moment.

This time, Jiang Xiuwen wasn't angry.

He had long disliked Qian Duoduo, but for the sake of the City Lord's Mansion, he couldn't afford to offend him.

Lin Ping's lifelong scolding made him feel completely relieved.

Qian Duoduo's face flushed with anger, but this was the city lord's mansion, and he couldn't just openly break off relations.

"I can't control what happens at the City Lord's Mansion, but I can control what happens at the gambling den. I can find out whether the Prince Consort spent five thousand taels of silver with a simple question!"

Qian Duoduo replied irritably.

"Fine, go ahead and ask. I'd be a fool to lie to you!"

Lin Ping stood with his hands in his pockets and said in a serious tone.

The city lord kept giving Lin Ping meaningful glances.

He knew exactly how much silver he had given Lin Ping.

There is absolutely no way they would go to a gambling den to buy a stone worth five thousand taels of silver.

In that case, Lin Ping would become the other party's grandson, and he would have to call the other party "uncle".

However, Lin Ping seemed completely unconcerned; he was determined to slap Qian Duoduo in the face with his actions.

He has lived several lifetimes and has seen all kinds of people.

Qian Duoduo's constant obstruction clearly indicates that he no longer wants to cooperate with the City Lord's Mansion.

If that's the case, then why spoil this grandson?

"Okay, I'll go ask right away!"

Qian Duoduo said through gritted teeth.

He felt ashamed to be verbally abused by a spendthrift.

"Manager Wan of the gambling den requests an audience!"

Just as Qian Duoduo was about to leave, the doorman called out the names again.

The gambling lord, whose real name is Wan Yi, is the second-in-command of Jin Manlou in Jiangcheng Prefecture. He is also the one who was frightened to tears by Lin Ping today.

After Lin Ping left, he panicked and rushed to find Qian Duoduo. Upon learning that she had come to the City Lord's Mansion, he chased after her all the way there.

It's illogical that Jin Manlou's second-in-command went to the city lord's mansion to find his own boss. Anyone with eyes can see that something big must have happened.

Logically speaking, Qian Duoduo and Wan Yi should go back and discuss it.

But this time, Qian Duoduo wanted to slap Lin Ping in the face, so he simply sat down again.

"Please trouble the city lord to let Wan Yi in."

Qian Duoduo squinted, looking like she had Lin Ping completely under her thumb.

The city lord was so anxious he was pacing around in circles. He didn't want Lin Ping to call the other party "grandpa" to his face.

But since Qian Duoduo had already spoken, he naturally couldn't refuse her request.

"Please invite Manager Wan in!"

Before the words had even finished, Wan Yi rushed in through the lattice door with a mournful face. Overwhelmed with grief and fear, he seemed to have forgotten that this was the City Lord's Mansion. He approached Qian Duoduo without looking to the side, and his knees slid two or three meters on the ground.

"Manager, it's terrible! All the stones in the gambling den have been bought up!"

Wan Yi knelt on the ground, crying and wailing, his whole body trembling like a leaf.

This is the City Lord's Mansion, not Jin Manlou. Wan Yi's actions would likely make him a laughingstock. Qian Duoduo nodded and lowered his head, coldly saying, "You bastard, tell me quickly... how many taels of silver did you sell in total?"

Yi was like an ant on a hot pan, so anxious that he almost spat out blood when he heard Qian Duoduo's words.

Yes, you, Qian Duoduo, are a businessman who prioritizes profit in everything, but please also pay attention to my expression of being worth trillions. This is not as simple as just selling a lot of money.

Wan Yi gasped and retorted, "Eleven thousand taels of silver!"

This is how businessmen talk; regardless of whether things are urgent or not, profit is always the top priority.

Qian Duoduo was secretly delighted. He had originally expected that the batch of stones could be sold for nine thousand taels of silver, but he did not expect there would be a surprise.

"Get up, you did a good job."

Qian Duoduo stroked his sparse beard, squinted his eyes, and said, clearly demonstrating his defiance towards the city lord.

This means that one of my Jinmanlou's branches can generate more than 10,000 taels of silver in transactions per day. If we consider the income of the entire bank, the city lord's mansion can only look up to it. Therefore, losing this business deal with the city lord's mansion is insignificant.

Wan Yi's two knees seemed to be glued to the ground, unable to lift them no matter what, and he kept winking at Qian Duoduo.

Jin Manlou didn't want the city lord to hear about some of his internal affairs, as they weren't exactly honorable.

Qian Duoduo thought that Wan Yi was afraid of offending the city lord, so he encouraged him, "Just tell me who bought these stones."