With global currency devaluation, I'll wear these back and take my whole family flying!

Qu Yang looked at Shen Ci, his eyes exceptionally bright, with the burning light unique to a young man.

“I just wanted to say goodbye to you, I…” Qu Yang lowered his eyes slightly to avoid looking directly at Shen Ci, licked his lips as if he was somewhat uncontrollably nervous, and after a long while said, “I just felt that I should say goodbye to you properly.”

His feelings seemed subtle, but Shen Ci could actually sense them completely.

She was very touched and grateful.

"I wish you a bright future and smooth sailing in your future career." Shen Ci sincerely gave the other party his sincerest blessings.

Qu Yang looked at her again and smiled: "Thank you, and I hope you get what you want."

Goodbye.

Shen Ci turned around and walked across the street. Qu Yang watched her back, and the expression on his face unconsciously changed.

Seeing her about to cross the road, Qu Yang, who had been suppressing his feelings for Shen Ci for so long, finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Shen Ci!"

He called out to her loudly, afraid that if he turned around and missed her, he would never have another chance to speak.

Shen Ci stopped and turned to look at him.

Qu Yang looked slightly nervous, but his eyes were full of impulse. He gritted his teeth and said, "I like you, you know that, right?"

Shen Ci looked at him and smiled brightly, then nodded gently: "I know, thank you for your liking, I am honored."

In an instant, Qu Yang felt an unprecedented sense of liberation in his mind and body. He had spoken his mind, and now he had no regrets.

Goodbye.

On the way back, the two sat in the back seat of the car, and Pili couldn't help but ask, "I'm just curious, you know Qu Yang likes you, so if he had confessed to you before and wanted to be with you, would you have agreed?"

Shen Ci glanced at Pili, blinked, and gently shook her head: "I don't answer hypothetical questions."

Pili nodded, seemingly understanding Shen Ci's way of thinking.

Since nothing has happened, what's the point of making "what ifs"?

"By the way, I wanted to ask you something." Shen Ci looked at Pili and suddenly asked, "You've been quite well-behaved lately; I haven't seen you go to the boxing ring anymore."

Pili frowned and said, "You're really forgetful. You forgot what I told them the other day: no more calls this month."

Shen Ci frowned and thought for a moment, as if she had some recollection of it.

"So you still want to go in the future? Aren't you afraid your master will be angry?"

Upon hearing this, Pili composed himself and said in a low voice, "I don't want to make him angry either, but I'm more afraid of losing my master's wife than my master being angry."

“He has already listed the ancestral home with a real estate agency. If someone actually takes it over, the money issue can be resolved. Although I wanted to stop him, it was no use.”

Shen Ci nodded in understanding and gently patted Pili's hand, saying, "Don't get upset. No matter what, your master is worried about you. I can help you with the ancestral home issue."

"You'll help me?" Pili exclaimed in surprise, "How can you help me?"

Shen Ci raised an eyebrow and casually said, "Just throw money at it. Aren't you short of cash?"

Pili soon found out what Shen Ci meant by "sprinkling money".

"Baolin Martial Arts School" is a "courtyard house" in an excellent location. In Longcheng, the value of a "courtyard house" is self-evident. Its market price is probably comparable to that of the best-equipped villas in "Wanjia Denghuo".

However, in order to sell the property and cash out as soon as possible, Master Pili listed it for only "9500" yuan. This attracted many people to come and view the property. When they learned that the owner urgently needed money, these people were shrewd enough to try to lower the price even further and make more profit.

The highest bidder offered only "8800", saying that the number was for good luck.

It should be noted that "9500" is already below market price. If this price is offered, Baolin Martial Arts School will likely face a lot of criticism from other homeowners in the area. If the deal goes through, the prices of all the courtyard houses in the area will be affected to some extent.

Unexpectedly, these people continued to exploit others, taking advantage of their vulnerability to drive down prices again and again.

"8600? Wasn't it supposed to be 8800? Why the change?"

Today, the same potential buyer came back again, and his first request was to lower the price by another 200 yuan.

Chen Baolin naturally disagreed: "8800 is already much lower than my target price, 8600 is absolutely impossible. You can't go back on your word like this! You've tried to lower the price once or twice. If you're not going to buy, then don't bother us!"

The buyer was a portly man from Linjiang. He wore Buddhist prayer beads and sunglasses and spoke with a Linjiang accent: "Master Chen, buying and selling is all about negotiating the price back and forth, especially with houses. There's no such thing as a fixed price. I've made so many trips these days, and I'm the one who's suffering. If I wasn't sincere about buying, would I have gone through all this trouble?"

Chen Sheng snorted coldly upon hearing this: "You're going to put down 200 after all this trouble? I think you should just give up. Last time you said you wanted to put down 8800 for good luck, and now you want to put down 200 again? Do you really think we have no buyers besides you?"

Upon hearing this, the fat man chuckled and looked at Chen Sheng: "Young man, don't be so hot-tempered. 8600 is also an auspicious number, it means good fortune and smooth sailing. In Linjiang, 8 and 6 are both good numbers."

Chen Baolin had grown accustomed to this man's smooth talk and no longer believed him at all. He immediately waved his hand impatiently, "Go away, we won't sell to you."

Then she looked at the smiling real estate agent next to her and said, "You guys shouldn't bring just anyone. None of the previous ones were reliable either. Do you think my house is hard to sell? I know exactly what you agents are up to. I don't need you anymore!"

"Master Chen, please don't be angry. We can still discuss it." The agent panicked when he heard this. If he messed up such an expensive agency deal, his manager would definitely fire him when he got back.

He quickly shook his head at the fat man, indicating that it was okay.

This price was already very low; you probably won't find another courtyard house in Manlong City where you can negotiate the price down to this level.

Seeing this, the fat man knew that the other party was really anxious, so he quickly relented: "Hey Master Chen, I was just kidding. 8800 is 8800. Let's sign the contract today."

Chen Baolin glared at him, his temper flaring: "I won't sell it for 8800, it's 9500. Take it or leave it, if you don't want to buy it, then get out of here!"

At this point, both the agent and the fat man panicked.

"No, Master Chen, we've already agreed on everything. You're not keeping your word."

Upon hearing this, Chen Baolin snorted coldly and said irritably, "There's no point in talking to someone like you."

The agent chimed in, "Master Chen, the market isn't doing well right now. If you don't sell it today, who knows when the next buyer will appear? After all, aren't you... in urgent need of the money?"