Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System
Chapter 43: It really was you!

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: It really was you!

Although Father Lin wasn’t exactly obsessed with tea, he did have some understanding of its taste.

As that sip of tea entered his mouth, Father Lin immediately noticed something amiss; this tea didn’t seem like the one he bought yesterday!

Coupled with the slight difference he noticed when packing the tea leaves in the morning, Father Lin’s doubts intensified. But he had another suspicion: could the reason be that the tea had cooled down?

Thinking about this, Father Lin got up and walked to the sink, poured out the cup of tea he’d just brewed in the morning, then turned around and, under the bewildered eyes of everyone, reached into the tea bucket in front of Boss Zhuang, grabbed over a dozen tea leaves, and tossed them into his teacup.

This scene made Boss Zhuang couldn’t help but grit his teeth; never mind anything else, just the thought of brewing such good tea in a big cup... this was a crime against tea!

He wanted to stop him, but opened his mouth and said nothing; after all, the tea belonged to him, and he could drink it however he wishes.

Never mind brewing it in a big ceramic cup; even if he used it to make tea eggs, it would still be his right. Of course, Boss Zhuang believed that unless someone was out of their mind, they wouldn’t use tea worth at least three million per tael to make tea eggs.

Knitting his brows, Father Lin brewed another cup, but this time he didn’t cover it. A moment later, a refreshing tea aroma filled everyone’s nostrils.

Boss Zhuang took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication.

Looking at Father Lin, who sipped from the edge of the cup, his frown became even deeper; this tea was indeed fishy!

But what on earth was going on? Was it swapped by someone? However, that seemed impossible; not only because who would do something so stupid, but since he’d bought the tea yesterday, it hadn’t left his sight!

Suddenly, Father Lin froze, and then thought of someone—Lin Yi!

Yes, last night the tea was kept in that brat’s room all night! And considering that brat had just earned five million and spent four million on a car, maybe he used the remaining money to buy the tea!

Of course, this was the most reasonable explanation Father Lin could come up with for now.

Taking a deep breath, glancing at everyone who was eagerly watching him, Father Lin helplessly forced a smile and said with some resignation:

"This isn’t the tea I bought yesterday; maybe my son swapped it. Everyone, please sit for a while; I’ll make a phone call to ask..."

With that, Father Lin got up and walked out of the office. As he walked, he took out his phone and called his wife.

Meanwhile, at home, the Empress Dowager Ye was sitting on a small stool in front of Lin Yi’s desk, watching him do a simulated exam paper.

On the other hand, Lin Yi looked thoroughly frustrated. He had thought that since tomorrow was the college entrance exam, his mom would let him relax for a day, but unexpectedly, she had confined him with, "Sharpening your sword right before battle might not make it fast, but it will still shine."

’Sigh, if I’d known, I wouldn’t have told you today was a day off...’

The Empress Dowager, who was staring intently at the exam paper in front of Lin Yi, immediately glared when she heard him muttering:

"What are you mumbling, kid? Looking for a beating?"

One sentence scared Lin Yi into hunching his shoulders; he quickly focused on the exam paper in front of him. Of course, although his eyes were on the paper, his mind was long gone...

At that moment, the Empress Dowager Ye’s phone suddenly rang. Afraid it would disturb her son, she told Lin Yi to concentrate and went out to take the call.

Once the Empress Dowager left the room, Lin Yi let out a long sigh of relief and casually tossed his pen on the table.

Thinking she wouldn’t be back soon, he took out his phone, found a contact labeled ’Silly Girl,’ opened it, and sent a message:

"What are you up to?"

However, as soon as he sent the message, the Empress Dowager suddenly returned.

Upon seeing her son holding his phone, the Empress Dowager was momentarily stunned. Realizing this, Lin Yi quickly put his phone away with an awkward smile on his face.

But instead of the expected scenario of the Empress Dowager snatching his phone, she simply rolled her eyes at him and handed him her own phone:

"Your dad’s on the phone for you!"

Why is dad calling? Lin Yi wondered as he reached for the phone:

"What’s up, Lao Lin? Missing your son already?"

On the other side, Father Lin didn’t entertain his jokes and directly asked:

"I ask you, who told you to change my tea?"

Father Lin knew his son well; if he asked him if he swapped the tea, the boy surely wouldn’t admit it, so he used a direct tone.

Sure enough, hearing Father Lin’s tone, it was clear dad already knew, so Lin Yi could only chuckle:

"Oh, it’s just a small thing. Yesterday on my way back, I came across someone selling tea, thought it looked good, so I swapped some for you. Haha, no need to thank me, your son is just that filial."

Hearing it was indeed his son’s doing, Father Lin confirmed his previous suspicion, but now he had another question, which was how much the tea actually cost!

As for Lin Yi saying he got it on the roadside, he didn’t buy it; who sells tea for three hundred fifty thousand per tael on the roadside?

"So it was you! Now tell me honestly, how much did this tea cost?"

To this question, Lin Yi obviously couldn’t tell the truth, especially with his mother listening. If he revealed the true value of the tea, the mother who had just boiled it for eggs would surely lose it!

"Oh, it wasn’t much, just a bit over thirty."

But no sooner had he spoken than his father’s stern voice came through the receiver: "Speak the truth!"

"Uh, three hundred?"

"The truth!"

"Uh, then three thousand?"

Hearing Lin Yi dodging the truth, Father Lin realized he wouldn’t get the real price from him, so he straightforwardly said:

"Alright, I won’t ask the price anymore. Let me put it this way, someone here wants to buy this tea,"

Without waiting for him to finish, Lin Yi quickly interrupted:

"No selling, no matter the price! Dad, I worked hard to get this for you."

What a joke, he used a precious opportunity to recreate for his dad’s tea; he couldn’t just let it go!

"The offer is three hundred fifty thousand! Per tael!"