Happy Little Farmer -
Chapter 597
Chapter 597: Chapter 597
Yang Fan quickly waved his hands, "That position is too high for me, I really can’t handle it, and besides, I didn’t actually do anything."
He did not want to play any role in the relationship between these two people.
He was genuinely quite wary about this matter and did not want to get involved at all.
No matter how you look at it, having a bit of the matchmaker reputation is not necessarily a good thing.
"If it wasn’t for you, the two of us would not have come this far," Duan Linlin said, her eyes full of tenderness as she glanced at Old Zhou.
At least at this moment, she was particularly serious.
Yang Fan shook his head, "No, no."
"Old Zhou paid a price of two hundred thousand, you can’t just shove everything onto me, an unrelated person. That would be too unfair to Old Zhou. If we really need to discuss who is right and who is wrong about this matter, I think it’s firstly Old Zhou’s attitude and sincerity, and secondly, the genuine compatibility between you two. I’m more like an extra stirring up trouble."
"It’s not that exaggerated as you said," Duan Linlin said with a demure smile.
But due to Yang Fan’s words, she did not dwell on the matchmaker matter anymore.
Yang Fan also quietly sighed in relief.
It’s a good thing he was quick-witted.
Several people waited outside for a while, and a car arrived.
After the car stopped, Fan Sisi and Mr. Fan got out of the car together.
"You cheeky kid, your ability to handle clients is impressive, starting right off in such a high-end place. I, this old timer, have barely dealt with such high-level business even after a lifetime," Mr. Fan started teasing Yang Fan as soon as he got out of the car.
Yang Fan was instantly speechless, you’re a great master, don’t you feel embarrassed saying these things?
"Mr. Fan, whether it’s high-end or not doesn’t really make a difference to our job, does it?" Yang Fan said with a smile, "My elder brother here is planning to buy this house. I just detected some issues, and that’s all there is to it."
"Is that so, I was just about to praise you, kid, for having good financial luck," Mr. Fan laughed.
In such places, the earnings are generally not too low, that’s inevitable.
Even if those in this profession start with low prices, employers often pay a premium to foster good karma.
Of course, those are just some people.
There are plenty of stingy ones who absolutely refuse to pay as well.
Fan Sisi, with a look of deep concern on her face, walked over and grabbed Yang Fan’s arm, scrutinizing him up and down before asking softly, "Are you alright?"
Yang Fan quickly glanced at Mr. Fan and coughed softly.
Fan Sisi immediately stood up straight, squeezed out a sentence through her teeth and whispered to Yang Fan, "As your friend, it’s only right for me to be concerned about you, right? This isn’t overstepping, is it?"
Yang Fan silently nodded, "I think so, but it doesn’t mean your Mr. Fan thinks the same."
"No worries, I won’t admit it," Fan Sisi said softly with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth.
Yang Fan smiled.
Whether one admits it or not, it seems quite different from being noticed.
Mr. Fan, with a scrutinizing look, glanced over Yang Fan and Fan Sisi, and asked in a stern voice, "What are you two whispering about? Why are you standing so close to each other?"
"Let me check if Fanzi has lost a piece of flesh or been possessed by something inside." Fan Sisi calmly said.
She appeared very composed; it really seemed like that was the case.
"So, did you see anything?" Mr. Fan asked with a hint of skepticism in his eyes, dragging out his words.
Fan Sisi patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and said nonchalantly, "I saw it, really, he’s alive."
"Then stand a bit farther away, you’re so close it’s as if you’re already a couple," Mr. Fan muttered.
"...Okay," Fan Sisi reluctantly took a half step to the right, slightly distancing herself from Yang Fan.
Across from her, Yun Shan eyed Fan Sisi a few times and quietly moved to stand next to Duan Linlin.
"Kid, go!" Mr. Fan glared at Yang Fan and shouted loudly, "If you don’t bring some Maozi for tonight’s midnight snack, you won’t be able to get away with it here, or else I’ll break your legs."
Obviously, the old man had noticed the unusual relationship between Yang Fan and Fan Sisi, but just hadn’t said it aloud.
Yang Fan smiled openly, "You’re being so serious; I definitely have to get you some Maozi tonight."
"That’s more like it," Mr. Fan’s face lightened up with a smile.
He walked towards the villa with his hands behind his back and suddenly said lightly, "If Maozi becomes my staple drink, the old man here will absolutely hold his peace no matter what he sees."
"You better let one rip every now and then," Yang Fan muttered softly, "With my small income, how can I afford your daily dose of one or two pints? Selling myself wouldn’t even cover the cost of your drinks."
Mr. Fan turned around and glanced at Yang Fan, "Actually, a few bottles a month would also do, I’m pretty easygoing about these things."
"I can’t afford that either; that stuff is expensive!" Yang Fan exclaimed.
Mr. Fan gave Yang Fan an annoyed look: "Two or three bottles a month, you must be able to handle that, right?"
Yang Fan’s eyes brightened, "That’s actually doable. But you have to keep your word, not letting one rip no matter what you see? As a revered elder, you should definitely be trustworthy, right?"
"You little rascal, I’m not you. When I say something, it’s as firm as spit on a nail, I definitely won’t deceive you," Mr. Fan said.
Yang Fan was reassured and grinned, "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of your booze from now on; anything else is up to you, but at least two Maozi, deal?"
Although the price was high, Yang Fan felt it was worth it.
If he could settle Mr. Fan this way, it was definitely the simplest method for his relationship with Fan Sisi.
It was inevitable that he would have to deal with the old man sooner or later.
If he hesitated now, it would certainly be even more difficult later.
"Alright, you know how to talk. You know how to handle things," Mr. Fan laughed contentedly.
Following behind, Fan Sisi suddenly muttered unhappily, "Grandpa, are you saying you’re selling me out for a few bottles of booze?"
"You’re not happy?" Mr. Fan countered, "If you’re not happy, then I’ll take back what I just said."
"Since you’re not happy, whatever I say to this brat is meaningless anyway."
Fan Sisi paused and muttered weakly, "I... you’ve already sold me, can I say I’m not happy? You’re my only grandfather and I’m your only granddaughter; I definitely can’t let you be a man who doesn’t keep his word."
"Truly a dutiful child and grandchild," Mr. Fan shook his head and muttered under his breath, "Wait here. Don’t follow us inside."
"Okay, Grandpa, you’re really amazing!" Fan Sisi said cheerfully.
Although the old man had figured it out, she was still very happy with the outcome.
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