My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1352 - 1353: Liu Dasuan, Who Likes Gambling on Stones

Chapter 1352: Chapter 1353: Liu Dasuan, Who Likes Gambling on Stones

Professor Fang was quite emotional.

It had been ten years.

Back then, he was only forty years old.

Those materials included video and audio recordings.

Later, he analyzed those sounds.

Today, he finally found that person.

The financial god of Dragon Country!

An economic genius!

The benefactor of his life!

Xiao Chen returned home to find Jiang Meng, who had obviously finished dealing with company affairs. She was in good spirits, her face positively glowing.

Flora wasn’t at home; no one knew where she had gone.

"Honey, I want to eat your cooking again!"

Jiang Meng said, wrapping her arm around Xiao Chen’s.

"Alright, alright, I’ll cook for you. For my dearest wife, I’ll do anything!"

Xiao Chen chuckled.

Then he headed straight to the kitchen.

The weekend passed quickly.

Come Monday, Xiao Chen finally went to work.

At the very least, he had to show some effort.

He had promised his mother he’d work at Qingyu Company, after all.

Arriving at the office, he expected Shang Qingyu to give him a relentless scolding, but it didn’t happen.

At the time, Zhang Luo, Shang Qingyu, and Han Fei’er all wore worried expressions, as if they were facing a tough problem.

"What’s troubling you, leaders? Speak up—maybe I can lend a hand,"

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Just don’t stir up trouble. What help could you possibly offer?"

Shang Qingyu glared at Xiao Chen and said, "Shoo, go handle your own stuff. Since you’re here, stop wandering around aimlessly."

Xiao Chen shrugged, said nothing more, and returned to his desk to continue playing games.

In Zhang Luo’s office.

Han Fei’er looked at Shang Qingyu and said, "Why don’t we ask the chairman of Xinmeng Group? After all, she’s Mr. Xiao’s wife.

She’s also Qingcheng Manager’s daughter-in-law; surely she’d help us out, right?"

She was really at wit’s end and thought of this last resort.

"Sigh, I’m reluctant to trouble her. Xiao Chen’s really just a live-in son-in-law with no real standing. If we ask her this favor, wouldn’t that make Xiao Chen lose even more face?"

Shang Qingyu sighed and said.

"Let’s think of another way. Roads are dead ends, but people are alive—we’ll find a solution somehow."

"Alright then!"

Han Fei’er nodded and dropped the matter.

"Alright, get back to work and think of ideas. If this deal goes through, we’ll have our own farm.

When the time comes, we can strictly control many fruits and vegetables."

Zhang Luo was also feeling stressed.

Although failing to secure the deal wouldn’t cause significant losses, success would greatly benefit Qingyu Company’s growth.

After the meeting, Zhang Luo still went to find Xiao Chen to explain the situation.

"Your second aunt was worried it might affect your relationship with Jiang Meng, so she didn’t bring up asking for your help. But this is crucial for our company.

That’s why I decided to tell you. If it’s too difficult, forget about it."

Xiao Chen chuckled and said, "Such a minor issue doesn’t require my wife to step in. I’ll handle it myself; three days tops, guaranteed!"

"Don’t talk big and end up giving me false hope."

Zhang Luo said.

"When have I ever made empty promises? Don’t worry. I’ll take Han Fei’er to see Chief Liu right now."

Xiao Chen said, "But this can’t count as me slacking off—I’m doing it for work!"

"No problem!"

Zhang Luo nodded and agreed.

Xiao Chen got up and left, waving to Han Fei’er to follow.

They arrived at a breakfast shop in Tonghua. Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Looking at you, I’d guess you haven’t eaten yet. A girl must have breakfast—it’s bad for your health otherwise."

"Assistant Xiao, aren’t we here to talk business? Is this really okay?"

Han Fei’er chuckled wryly.

"Relax—we’ll go see Chief Liu after eating."

Of course, Xiao Chen wasn’t randomly stopping for food.

He needed comprehensive information about Chief Liu, and this was part of the investigation.

About ten minutes later, Xiao Chen got a link on his phone.

Opening it, all of Chief Liu’s, or rather Liu Dasuan’s, information was displayed.

"I see, so this old guy likes betting on stones. It’s perfect timing since Tonghua is hosting a jadeite betting event soon with many raw stones brought from abroad.

He’s surely going to attend, right?"

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Done eating, Han Chief?"

"Mm!"

Han Fei’er nodded.

"Alright, let’s go find this Liu Dasuan—oh, wait, I mean Chief Liu!"

Xiao Chen chuckled.

"Shouldn’t we prepare some gifts? Chief Liu’s modernized farm is highly sought after, with at least ten parties submitting intentions.

Our Qingyu Company’s bid is the smallest one—surely the others are offering lavish gifts. If we bring nothing, isn’t that inappropriate?"

Han Fei’er chuckled wryly.

"No need. Let’s meet him first—I’ve got it under control. Just watch and learn."

Xiao Chen rarely handled negotiations personally, and it reminded him of his past self.

He decided to treat this like a game—just for fun.

In Dragon Country, jadeite is a particularly well-known gem.

Most jadeite raw stones come from Mianmar.

But to obtain jadeite, one must cut open raw stones.

Thus, the betting stone industry was born.

Raw stones are relatively cheap, while quality jadeite commands sky-high prices.

Many wealthy people enjoy taking their chances.

The saying goes: a single cut can bring poverty, or it can bring wealth.

Betting on stones is incredibly thrilling—more so than the stock market.

Some lose everything they have, while others strike rich overnight.

Liu Dasuan, born a farmer, became wealthy overnight through betting on stones, later investing in modern agriculture. He is well-known in Tonghua.

He owns several thousand-acre modernized farms.

As he aged, his ambition dwindled, and he now wishes to sell off some of his farms and enjoy life as an investor.

He has extensive connections, making investment particularly lucrative.

Liu Dasuan is sixty-seven years old but robust; he maintains a good diet, exercises regularly, and is generally hard to come by.

Tonghua City Public Plate.

Numerous raw stones are being continuously transported here, with the betting event happening in one day.

Liu Dasuan arrived early.

Betting on stones brought him his first windfall, so he remains fond of it.

Luxury cars lined the streets outside.

Many attendees were there to bet on stones, but more came to court Liu Dasuan, hoping to buy his farm.

Liu Dasuan is biding his time. His farms are truly rare treasures, so he has no fear they’ll remain unsold.

Even the government is interested.

"Flora!"

"Fei’er!"

At the public plate’s entrance, an unusual scene unfolded.

Xiao Chen had never imagined how coincidental things could be.

Not only was Flora a friend of Jiang Meng, but she was also Han Fei’er’s classmate.

Han Fei’er had studied abroad and even stayed at Flora’s house for a while.

Strictly speaking, Han Fei’er had a closer relationship with Flora than Jiang Meng did.

After hearing the accounts of the two women, Xiao Chen was speechless.

"Fei’er, why are you with him?"

Flora glanced at Xiao Chen, then at Han Fei’er, and asked.