chapter 38 The face of the fake rich man was swollen

However, Travis Lin had yet to give up on Dinah Yang completely. Dinah Yang was wearing a tank top with a denim skirt, her long legs exposed, fair and straight, which had already caught Travis Lin’s gaze, and he couldn't look away. Dinah Yang had already noticed Travis Lin's less-than-honorable gaze, which she found rather displeasing. "Stanley Du, what do your parents do?" Travis Lin casually asked. "They've been gone for a long time." "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. So, how do you manage your school expenses?" "Of course, I handle them myself." "But you're still studying. Where does the income come from?" "From working during the winter and summer holidays." "Where do you work?" This question again. Many people, especially men, would ask Stanley Du this upon learning that he was Dinah Yang's fiancé. "Currently, I'm working at the Yang family hospital, with a base salary of 1500." "With the little you earn from working, how can it be enough for your school fees? The Yang family must have subsidized you. I just don't understand. You have nothing. Why would Dinah Yang fancy you?" Travis Lin was crossing the line with such remarks. But Stanley Du wasn't upset. In Stanley Du's eyes, Travis Lin was just someone who liked to show off a sense of superiority in front of those he deemed inferior. Stanley Du didn't bother to engage with such people; it wasn't worth his time. "Ahem, Stanley, go to the kitchen and cook. Dinah, go and help Stanley." Elen Zeng also heard the conversation between Travis Lin and Stanley Du. She was worried that Travis Lin would provoke Stanley Du and couldn't help but argue back. So she sent Stanley Du to the kitchen. "So he even cooks for the Yang family. Isn't he just like a son-in-law who has married into the Yang family?" Travis Lin laughed. The faces of Roy Yang and Elen Zeng looked unhappy. Indeed, at first, they only considered Stanley Du as one of several backups for Dinah Yang. But over time, they had come to see Stanley Du's abilities and character. They really liked Stanley Du and had come to regard him as almost their own son. Travis Lin's mockery of Stanley Du in front of them was like a slap in their face. "Travis, what are you saying? You've upset your Uncle Yang and Auntie Zeng. Quickly make them some tea to cool down." Seeing that Roy Yang and Elen Zeng were unhappy, Lesley Lin hurried to smooth things over. "Uncle, Auntie, I spoke without thinking. I didn't mean it." Travis Lin quickly took a can of tea leaves from a gift box and said, "This is genuine pre-rain Longjing tea. Let me brew some for you to try." "Hehe, pre-rain Longjing. That's quite an expensive tea. You shouldn't have." Roy Yang responded politely but inwardly cursed, "Damn it, what are you showing off for, boy? My son-in-law earns 80 million from selling one painting. If I ask him, he'd surely buy a hundred pounds of pre-rain Longjing for me to drink every day!" At that moment, the doorbell rang again. Roy Yang went to open the door. A man in his thirties or forties, dressed in branded clothes, stood at the door with a gift box and a pair of Moutai liquor, greeting cheerfully, "Hello brother, you must be Sister Zeng's husband, right? My name is Chris Qi. I spoke with Sister Zeng on the phone at noon, and we agreed to meet at your place to discuss some matters." "It's Chris, right? Please come in, come right in." "Sister Zeng, do you have guests? I hope I'm not interrupting." "Not at all, not at all." Elen Zeng smiled and said, "Roy, Sister Lin, let me introduce you. This is a friend I met at the Vintage Grace Antiques auction the other day, the owner of Jolly Gems Antiques, Chris Qi." "Chris, this is my husband Roy Yang, my old classmate Lesley Lin, and her son Travis Lin." Chris Qi exchanged pleasantries with them and handed the Moutai to Roy Yang, saying with a smile, "Sister Zeng told me that Brother Yang loves liquor. This pair of Moutai is a small gift from me." "Boss Qi, you've gone to quite some expense. There's an old saying that one shouldn't accept rewards without having done any work. What exactly did you want to see my spouse about?" Roy Yang said. Chris Qi didn't get into that but instead handed the gift box to Elen Zeng, "This is a bird's nest from Java I asked a friend to buy. It's for Sister Zeng to maintain your health." "Oh, bird's nest from Java, I've heard that's quite pricey." "Not too pricey, just about five thousand for an ounce, fifty thousand for a pound." Fifty thousand for a pound? Travis Lin and Lesley Lin felt a mix of shock and embarrassment heating their faces. Just a moment ago, they were showing off their Longjing tea, which cost maybe two thousand a pound, in front of Roy Yang and Elen Zeng. Now here was Boss Qi, gifting Java bird's nest worth fifty thousand a pound to Elen Zeng without batting an eyelid. Last year, the Yang family was just getting by. But now, how had the Yang family become so wealthy? "Stanley Du, come over here. Let me introduce you to an uncle." Elen Zeng called Stanley Du over and introduced him, "This is a friend I met at the Vintage Grace Antiques auction. Chris Qi, the boss of Jolly Gems Antiques, Boss Qi." "Hello, Uncle Qi." "I dare not assume such a title. Master Du, I've personally witnessed your expertise at the Vintage Grace Antiques auction. It was very impressive!" "Uncle Qi, what did you want to see my mother-in-law for?" "Hehe, actually, I was here to seek your help." "Me?" Stanley Du was a bit puzzled. "Stanley Du, here's the situation." Elen Zeng explained, "Chris would like you to give a few lessons on antique appraisal to his shop assistants. He was afraid you would refuse, so he asked me to intercede. I've already agreed on your behalf." Great, so my mother-in-law had sold me out. She acted first and reported later. Mother-in-law's strategy was quite something. "Mother-in-law, as you know, I don't work for anyone but the Yang family." "Chris isn't asking you to work for him, just to teach a class." Elen Zeng urged kindly, "Of course, they wouldn't want you to be at a disadvantage. You would only teach one class per week, and each class won't last more than an hour. And for each class, your compensation will be fifty thousand. Right, Chris?" "Yes, yes, my Jolly Gems Antiques has just opened, and we urgently need big shots like Master Du in the antique world to give us some prestige." Chris Qi was almost begging Stanley Du, "Master Du, after the Vintage Grace Antiques auction, your reputation in the antique circle has skyrocketed. Just by making an appearance at my shop, Jolly Gems Antiques will surely attract a crowd, and business will boom." Lesley Lin and Travis Lin inhaled sharply. One class a week, four classes a month. Each class lasts no more than an hour. Fifty thousand for a class, two hundred thousand for a month. And the total time Stanley Du would spend teaching was no more than four hours. This kind of treatment would make those working 9-9-6 jobs green with envy! And Travis Lin, who just now was mocking Stanley Du as a poor, freeloading son-in-law? This was the ultimate irony. With Stanley Du's earning ability, how could he possibly be considered marrying into the Yang family? It was clear the Yang family was courting Stanley Du, using him! Travis Lin's face was figuratively swollen. Not by Stanley Du's hand, but by Chris Qi's, completely unwittingly.