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

"Are you Lin Wuqing's father?" Duan Xiu stammered.

For the past half month, Mingyue Tower has swept through the entire Yingtian Prefecture. Every wealthy merchant would go to learn his ways of making money. How could the two of them not know Lin Fugui?

Furthermore, Lin Fugui's simple attire, without any trace of a wealthy tycoon, made him even more memorable.

If a hundred people in splendid clothes stand together, it's hard to tell whose clothes are more luxurious. But if someone in a simple blue robe suddenly appears, they will immediately become the center of attention.

Hearing the two men address Lin Ping in this new way, Lin Fugui was somewhat puzzled. He immediately got the answer from Lin Ping's eyes and nodded, saying, "How could this be fake? Could it be that I am your father?"

"Dear Father, from now on, we are your sons." The two answered subconsciously, about to kneel down and kowtow.

"Hmph, you think you're worthy to be my sons?" Lin Fugui said coldly, his kindness and warmth completely gone.

As the president of the Jiangcheng Chamber of Commerce, he had seen many scenes, big and small, which created an invisible pressure on him. Only in front of Lin Ping would he be joking and even act disrespectfully.

"Manager Jin, I wonder if I have the means to buy these shops?" Lin Ping's voice was full of mockery.

Manager Jin felt the surrounding air condense into a tangible hand, patting him on the face.

At first, people said that the salt merchant Tang Gongzi was a dragon among men, but it turned out that Tang Wunao was just a servant of Lin Ping's family.

Later, it was revealed that Mr. Lin, the owner of Mingyue Tower, was a wealthy and powerful businessman, and now it has been learned that he is Lin Ping's father.

Therefore, Lin Ping was the real business tycoon, controlling the two vital industries of Yingtian Prefecture.

"Hmph, just a nouveau riche. Who knows, one day the common people won't like your food anymore. Boss Wang of Zhou Family Garment Shop is the real business genius and a heroine among women!" Manager Jin said unconvinced, refusing to bow down to Lin Ping.

This is not just a matter of kowtowing and admitting fault; you might even be expelled from Bafang Money Shop.

"The owner of Zhou Family Clothing Shop, Mr. Wang? How did you even come up with that?" Lin Ping sneered. "If it's Zhou Family Clothing Shop, why is the owner surnamed Wang?"

This was a very sharp question, and Manager Jin was speechless for a moment.

He had secretly investigated the Zhou family's clothing workshop and was shocked to find that the owner of the huge workshop was actually a young girl surnamed Wang.

From that moment on, his views on women changed. If his woman were half as shrewd and capable as Boss Wang, he wouldn't have to be subservient to others all the time, or even be treated like dirt.

“Boss Wang is a woman, so maybe her husband is surnamed Zhou?” Manager Jin retorted.

That makes sense. Although Boss Wang is shrewd and capable, she is, after all, a woman and it is inconvenient for her to show her face in public. Some things still need to be handled by men, which is why her husband, surnamed Zhou, was able to rise to power.

"Is she the Boss Wang you mentioned?" Lin Ping smiled faintly and gestured for Wang Xiao'e to come in.

"It really is Boss Wang, so young and beautiful!" Manager Jin and Duan Xiu stared in disbelief, their lewd eyes betraying their thoughts.

Wang Xiao'e was already beautiful with delicate features, and with the experience she had gained these past few days, she exuded a heroic spirit. Her words and actions were all plus points, and even seasoned men who had been through many romantic encounters were captivated by her.

Not only the two of them, but even Ma Yun, who had been silent all along, was somewhat tempted. It wasn't because he coveted her beauty, but because he wanted to learn about the ways of doing business.

From the opening of Zhou Family Garment Shop to its booming success, it only took a little over a month, which is simply a business miracle.

Wang Xiao'e didn't even glance at them. First, she bowed slightly to Lin Pingzhi, then respectfully said to Zhou Xiyin, "Xiao'e greets Miss."

That's the truth.

Wang Xiao'e was merely a maidservant in Zhou Xiyin's household. The so-called Zhou Family Clothing Shop was actually Zhou Xiyin's business, and also her husband Lin Ping's business.

By this calculation, the three most prosperous industries in Yingtian Prefecture have all come under Lin Ping's control.

Manager Jin's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground like a noodle, filled with remorse, slapping himself repeatedly.

"Serves you right for being blind, for offending people, for having such a foul mouth..."

The series of sounds was full of rhythm.

"Manager Jin, why are you doing this? Don't rush to kneel!" Lin Ping said with a smile, seemingly intending to help him up.

Manager Jin was overjoyed, secretly believing that Lin Ping had forgiven him.

"Young Master Lin's magnanimity is truly admirable," Manager Jin said respectfully.

"Magnanimous? Who said that? I'll break his legs!" Lin Ping said angrily. He hated the word "magnanimous" more than anything else in his life, and even considered it an insult.

"Did I say I would let you go? It's just that the crisis at Bafang Bank isn't completely over yet, and I haven't won." Lin Ping smiled coldly, not bothering with someone who was about to lose a leg.

"Young Master Lin, I was blind to your greatness. You are so magnanimous... Bah! You are so vindictive. Please spare my life. All these shops together are only worth 600,000 taels of silver," Duan Xiu said obsequiously, his bent knees about to kneel on the ground.

"Six hundred thousand taels is a bit expensive, isn't it? Fifty thousand taels would be more reasonable. We can't expect Bafang Money House to pay you out of their own pockets, can we?" Lin Ping's eyes remained calm and still.

He knew that 600,000 taels was Duan Xiu's break-even price, and even now, the other party was still thinking of getting away unscathed.

He borrowed 500,000 taels of silver from Bafang Money Shop, and added it to his own 100,000 taels, making a total of 600,000 taels.

"Five hundred thousand taels is fine too!" Duan Xiu said through gritted teeth.

That's 100,000 taels of silver, gone in an instant. Duan Xiu's heart was bleeding, but he had no choice. It was better than having his legs broken by the Eight Directions Bank.

"Mr. Ma, what do you think?" Lin Ping turned around and asked.

Clearly, Lin Ping intends to leverage the power of Bafang Money House to acquire these shops. He doesn't have much cash on hand right now, and even if he did, he would use it wisely rather than limiting his focus to just a few shops.

"I'll do as Young Master Lin instructs," Ma Dayun said with a fawning smile.

After entering the room, his feelings underwent many changes, from initial disheartenedness to later raging anger, and now to extreme excitement.

The appearance of Tang Wunao and others perfectly demonstrated Lin Ping's abilities. He was absolutely capable of taking over all the shops. The reason he gave the opportunity to Bafang Money House was so that they could make a fortune.

Ma Dayun's ability to become the head of Bafang Money Shop fully demonstrates his competence. He is well-versed in business and understands Lin Ping's current situation.

Behind the booming development of several major industries is the support of huge funds. In other words, Lin Ping has run out of cash. He wants Bafang Money House to acquire the shops on his behalf, and he will buy them back little by little when he has enough funds in the future.

Ma Dayun wasn't worried at all that Lin Ping lacked the ability; he was only concerned that the Bafang Money Shop's vault wouldn't be able to hold that much money.

With 500,000 taels of silver, you can acquire dozens of shops and several houses, and then resell them for double the price. Why not?

"I don't think it's enough!" Lin Ping smiled coldly, as if he wanted to devour Duan Xiusheng alive.