Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

At 8 p.m., Lin Ting, who had spent the whole day playing with her parents, slipped out of her room and wandered around before finally arriving at the coffee shop.

There aren't many people drinking coffee late at night; in fact, the baristas have all gone home.

There was only one person sitting at the table in the huge coffee shop. It was a man, who looked to be under thirty. He wasn't very tall, and he had a scar on his left eyebrow. He didn't look like the owner; he looked more like a truck driver.

Lin Ting looked at the person from afar and realized that he did look somewhat familiar.

She walked over slowly, looking at him with a slight smile: "Boss, you wanted to see me?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Lin Ting herself felt awkward.

It feels... a bit unserious...

The man extended his hand to Lin Ting, grinning, "Mr. Lin, I've heard so much about you. My name is Wu Tang, and I do some real estate business in Hai Province."

Lin Ting: "..."

What a nice name!

Lin Ting gently squeezed his fingers; the rough fingertips prickled her palm slightly.

"Mr. Wu."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the two took their seats.

Wu Tang cut to the chase: "Is Mr. Lin interested in real estate?"

Lin Ting lowered her eyes and chuckled softly, taking a sip of water before saying, "I'm frail, and real estate deals often cost hundreds of millions; I can't afford that."

"Mr. Lin is joking," Wu Tang said with a smile, looking at Lin Ting. "Who doesn't know that Mr. Lin is backed by the Jiang family? He'll never lack money."

Lin Ting raised her eyes and scrutinized him: "Mr. Wu, do you want to talk business with me, or with my master?"

“Of course it’s Boss Lin.” Wu Tang said without hesitation. “I think Boss Lin needs this business more.”

"Oh?"

Wu Tang held up a hand: "You should know about housing prices in Hai Province. They've doubled in a year. That's more than you can make selling clothes."

Lin Ting listened with her eyes lowered.

She really wanted to know how he was trying to fool her.

After all, it's been a long time since we've encountered a warrior like this.

Seeing that Lin Ting remained silent, Wu Tang continued, "We have a project that will be topped out next month. If you invest five million, you'll get ten million back in six months at most! It'll be like picking up money from a sack, Mr. Lin!"

Lin Ting: "..."

I want to call the police.

Someone is committing fraud.

Lin Ting's expression was far too calm, which made Wu Tang a little flustered.

He took a deep breath, forced a slightly ingratiating smile, and rubbed his hands together, saying, "Boss Lin, I know what you're worried about. To be honest, it's not that the project lacks funds. Right now, there are countless people with huge sums of money but no way to get involved!"

"I came to you mainly to get in touch with the Jiang family... You know, it's really not easy for a nobody like us to catch the eye of the Jiang family..."

Lin Ting finally raised her eyes.

She looked at Wu Tang and smiled faintly: "So that's how it is. Then why didn't you go directly to my master? You were able to attend the Jiang family's funeral, so why couldn't you go directly to him?"

Wu Tang's face stiffened.

He was able to go because it was a funeral held by the Jiang family. As long as people came to pay their respects, there was no reason to leave them out.

In reality, he didn't know Chiang's father at all, and even if he wanted to, he wouldn't have had the chance.

Lin Ting blinked and considerately offered him an excuse: "You didn't lose your phone number because you got a new cell phone, did you?"

Wu Tang's eyes lit up.

This girl is such a kind and good person!

He gave an awkward smirk and said, "I was out at sea the other day, and my cell phone fell into the sea..."

Lin Ting looked at him, smiled slightly, and also extended her hand.

“I don’t want your five million, nor do I want five hundred thousand. I’ll sell you my master’s phone number for fifty thousand.”

Wu Tang: "...?"

Is it worth spending 50,000 yuan to buy Jiang Bingguo's phone number?

For those who have great projects in hand and are in urgent need of investment, this is simply too good to pass up!

Lin Ting looked at the dumbfounded Wu Tang and continued, "I don't have five million, I have no intention of doing real estate business, and I will not ask my master for money, so if you want to find an investment to sell, it's no use coming to me."

She stood up and smiled slightly at him: "Think about it. You can contact me if you want to buy a phone number."

After saying that, Lin Ting turned around and wanted to leave.

Just as Lin Ting was about to leave the coffee shop, Wu Tang suddenly called out to her, "Ms. Lin, wait a moment."

Lin Ting stopped and turned to look at him.

Wu Tang's smile vanished. He scrutinized Lin Ting, a hint of threat in his voice: "Mr. Lin, are you unwilling to give me face?"

Lin Ting thought about it seriously for three seconds, then nodded with utmost sincerity: "Yes, I don't want to give it."

Wu Tang was taken aback by her directness. After a moment of stunned silence, he narrowed his eyes, all his previous flattery and fawning vanishing.

“I heard that Boss Lin was almost killed a while ago,” Wu Tang said, walking towards Lin Ting. “Young man, remember this beating, so you can learn to assess situations in the future.”

Lin Ting tilted her head and looked at him: "You want to hit me?"

Wu Tang didn't answer, but said meaningfully, "Do you know what it's like when we demolish houses and build new ones? If we encounter those who are stubborn and refuse to leave, we just burn them down and save on compensation."

He looked at Lin Ting as if he were looking at another blind fool.

After listening attentively, Lin Ting gave a truthful evaluation: "Your lightning rod is of good quality."

Seeing that Lin Ting was unmoved, Wu Tang sneered, picked up his cell phone, dialed a number, and said directly, "Come in."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Lin Ting looked at him with a smile, completely unfazed.

Shortly after, three people entered.

Two of them were dragged in.

Badalkin grabbed one person's ankle with each hand, and dragged them along quickly, regardless of whether there were steps or not.

Wu Tang stared dumbfounded at the burly man who looked like a door panel.

Lin Ting was somewhat bewildered.

She only knew that Badalkin was fierce, but she didn't expect him to be this fierce.

They were two adult men, but in Badalkin's hands they were like chicks.

She was afraid that Badalkin might accidentally crush them both to death.

From the moment Huang Mao approached her, Lin Ting felt that her boss definitely had ill intentions.

Would a normal person start doing business by surveillance?

This offensive start left Lin with no choice but to think twice, so he had Badalkin keep watch outside the hotel.

After confirming that Wu Tang had come to see her, Badalkin restrained the two henchmen he had brought with him.

The reason this went so smoothly was mainly because Wu Tang didn't think much of Lin Ting.

In his view, Lin Ting was just a woman, and bringing two people was enough to subdue her.

Badalkin casually tossed the two men to the ground and said kindly, "They can't walk by themselves, so I brought them in for you."

Wu Tang stared at him blankly, unable to react.

Lin Ting was the first to come to his senses, and gave him a disdainful look: "It seems that Mr. Wu called them in because he has something to discuss. Badalkin, why don't you help Mr. Wu out?"

As a warm-hearted man, Badalkin stepped forward, rubbing his hands together: "What do you need?"

Wu Tang: "..."

he……

Should I say, "Do you dare?"