“Uncle Chen, I brought over a customer for you.” Su Xiaoyuan reverently bowed with hands held in front of him. He had a differential expression; his eyes were clear and pure.
Old Chen’s sharp eyes were like the point of a knife launched towards Su Luo, in just that straightforward way, staring at Su Luo.
Su Luo hardly took it lying down and returned the stare. Her back was straight and her gaze was chilly without a single ripple. Her imposing manner was not in the least going to back down.
Both of them stared at each other face-to-face for a long time, neither sides willing to give way.
Finally, it was still Old Chen who lost the staring contest first.
Only, Old Chen neither nodded nor shook his head. He turned around and with hands behind his back, went in. He softly spit out merely three words: “Open the door.”
With this, she had passed the test? Su Luo, with a somewhat speechless expression, looked at Su Xiaoyuan.
Up until now, Su Xiaoyuan had been holding his breath, and he was finally able to let it out. He patted his stomach and took a breath, but his smile was radiant: “Let’s go, Uncle Chen agreed to let us go in.”
“This place would actually drive customers away?” Su Luo felt that this was somewhat unfathomable.
Xiaoyuan proudly raised his little head and said to Su Luo: “Of course, Uncle Chen’s temper is eccentric. Normally, he doesn’t like to see strangers, that’s why he is not fond of being bothered by strangers. People who can come here normally are people who had done business with him for a few times and the collaboration was a pleasant one. People like Miss, who is coming here for the first time and is welcomed to go inside are very few, very few.”
“Isn’t it because I relied on your fortune?” Su Luo smilingly replied.
“It’s not, I also brought clients here a few times before, but without exception, they were all driven away by Uncle Chen.” Xiaoyuan’s expression was serious as he continued: “There are three types of people that could enter this courtyard. One type is the business people that had pleasant collaborations with him. Another type is people Uncle Chen say that brought them together through fate. And the last kind is…”
“What is it?” Su Luo curiously asked.
“Foolish spendthrift.” Xiaoyuan covered his mouth as he smilingly responded.
“Foolish spendthrift?” Su Luo had a hard-to-accept expression: “Then you tell me. Do I belong to the second type or the third type?”