Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1148 - 537: Barehanded Heart Plucking, Sports Car Lin!_4

Chapter 1148: Chapter 537: Barehanded Heart Plucking, Sports Car Lin!_4

First, lock in the other party with the property.

"Sorry, I’ve been on a business trip recently, my phone was off!"

Lin Baici apologized, "I won’t be available until the day after tomorrow at the earliest, will that work for you?"

Today, having returned to Haijing, it’s time to rest, go to school tomorrow to cancel my leave, and must attend class for at least one day; I can’t always skip.

"It’s fine. These two properties are really hot right now, but I’ll try to reserve them for you!"

After saying this, Feng Ting realized she had used her sales tactics again and wished she could slap herself.

With a college student like this, the approach has to be different.

"Oh, it’s fine if they’re gone!"

Lin Baici didn’t want to make it difficult for anyone.

Feng Ting immediately sensed Lin Baici’s indifference and hurriedly tried to make amends, "If these two are gone, I’ll run my legs off across Haijing to find you an even better one!"

"If you can’t find one, you’ll have to eat me!"

Feng Ting purposefully emphasized the word "eat" with a heavy tone.

That way, some people would surely wonder if the "eat" implied something improper.

"Then thank you for the trouble!"

Lin Baici’s voice was neutral.

Feng Ting picked up on Lin Baici’s disinterest in small talk, and not wanting to seem too cheap for hanging up the call herself, she ended the conversation appropriately.

"Alright, the day after tomorrow, I’ll call you. Bye!"

Feng Ting hung up the phone and took a deep breath.

This client is tough!

But that’s normal; if this college student were easy to win over, would it still be my turn?

Should I go buy some new clothes?

Feng Ting looked down at her down jacket, which she had been wearing for two years now.

Ding Dong!

A WeChat notification sounded.

Feng Ting thought it was a work message, but upon glancing down, she saw it was a transfer notification.

The sender was Lin Da Hungry Man.

That college student from Haijing Polytechnic that Feng Ting had nicknamed Speedy Lin.

What does this mean?

Feng Ting didn’t understand and unlocked her phone to check WeChat, then she was shocked.

A full one thousand yuan.

What’s this about?

Feng Ting instinctively went to accept it, but as her finger was about to touch the screen, she hesitated.

If it had been a red packet from a boyfriend or a dating prospect, Feng Ting would’ve accepted it, but this time...

Star Romance: Mr. Lin, I don’t accept unearned wealth, what is this???

She sent it with a cute question mark emoticon.

Send.

Soon, a reply came in.

Speedy Lin: You’ve gone to some trouble, please have a bubble tea on me!

Lin Baici plainly wanted Feng Ting to take some care with his request.

As for sending one thousand yuan, he did it casually.

For him, now earning an annual salary of over a hundred million, one thousand yuan was as insignificant as a few coins, hardly worth calculating.

Star Romance: Rest assured, Mr. Lin, until I find you a villa that satisfies you, you can boss me around as much as you want, I’ll be completely obliging and without complaint.

Feng Ting declared her determination, and it wasn’t just talk.

After all, it was one thousand yuan!

She had hardly done anything, just made a phone call, and got it in hand.

Generosity!

Feng Ting stood by the roadside, waiting for over ten minutes and didn’t receive a response from Lin Baici, guessing there was no hope.

She debated with herself, initially wanting to send a message saying she’d accept the red packet after helping him find a property, but...

The wallet doesn’t allow for that!

This month’s rent was due soon, the bills needed to be paid, and a couple of days ago, Mom even called to ask if I could send a few hundred yuan more home each month?

Damn it!

What am I being prudish for?

If I don’t take this one thousand yuan, would Speedy Lin think any higher of me?

Click!

One thousand yuan deposited.

Looking at the increased amount in her petty cash, Feng Ting felt great.

Decided.

Off to the market to buy some good-looking clothes, but what kind of dress style does Lin Baici like?

Wear stockings?

Men should all like that!

But it’s not summer now!

And with his wealth, I’m afraid he’s probably tired of that already, right?

Feng Ting was reluctant to take a taxi, so she went to the roadside and scanned for a Hello-Bike scooter, rode not too far when her phone rang.

Was it Speedy Lin?

Feng Ting hurriedly took out her phone, but it turned out to be her boyfriend.

"Where are you?"

"Showing properties to a client!"

"Your birthday is coming up, what gift would you like?"

Usually, Feng Ting would reply with something like, "Anything, as you wish," but this time, for some reason, she had absolutely no interest in that topic.

"I don’t want a gift!"

Feng Ting responded and hung up the phone.

Given her boyfriend’s habits, the gift wouldn’t exceed five hundred yuan at best. Then looking at Speedy Lin, a casual transfer, one thousand yuan!

Sigh.

This early spring breeze is really fucking cold!