CHAPTER 513: 511, NO MORE! NO MORE!

The two of them, naturally, hadn’t moved into the ninety-million-yuan Large Flat. They probably wouldn’t move in before the New Year.

Evening time. It was, naturally, Daoist Luo’s time for Demons Elimination, featuring various professional-level and semi-professional-level acts, with ever-changing scenarios.

The shooting the next day went very smoothly. Master Wang had a bit of the drama queen in him and was humorous and amusing in front of the camera.

At 6:00 p.m. on the 21st, Luofeng and Xiao Huli were checking the performance of Master Wang’s cooking video on YouTube. Six hours after being uploaded, it had already reached six million views. The likes were as high as 1.2 million. The clicks on P Station were also impressive, reaching around 2 million in those six hours.

At 8:00 p.m., Liu Hanyan rolled her eyes at Luofeng and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

Luofeng chuckled. Too bad Prop Cards couldn’t be used. Otherwise, the reward would have been tens of millions again.

"Little Fairy, I’m going back home tomorrow."

After all, the day after tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, isn’t it? And Luofeng planned to visit Tangya and Bai Ningbing to give them both some cosmetics.

Little Fairy came over and, after carefully cleaning Luofeng up, said, "No problem, Big King. I wish you a happy New Year’s Eve in advance!"

Liu Hanyan was indeed sweet. Little Fairy was the one who understood things the most. Perhaps it was because they had already gone up twice and down thrice today; otherwise, Luofeng certainly wouldn’t have let Little Fairy off the hook.

「The next morning.」

It was 10:30 a.m. The two of them had actually woken up at 8:00 a.m. As for what they did for those two hours? Don’t ask. If you did, the answer would be that Little Fairy was having breakfast—a very nutritious one. It had to be said, Little Fairy really knew her stuff.

At this moment, Liu Hanyan was leaning in Luofeng’s arms, lazily yawning, "Big King."

"Hmm? What’s up?" Luofeng turned his head to look at her.

He didn’t want her to lean over. She hadn’t even cleaned up yet. Kissing? Forget it. Disgusting.

Liu Hanyan leaned on Luofeng’s chest. "Nothing, I just wanted to call out ’Big King’."

This Little Fairy, wasn’t she just too adorable?

Luofeng grinned mischievously. "You think just calling out is enough?"

"Hmm?"

Liu Hanyan was puzzled. Does Saint Mode not have a cooldown? Could it be it doesn’t require mana?

Turns out, it really didn’t.

Liu Hanyan was speechless.

Half an hour later, Liu Hanyan went to the bathroom to freshen up, grumbling all the way.

"It’s my dad’s phone call!" Luofeng made a "shush" gesture just as Liu Hanyan came out of the bathroom.

Little Fairy nodded obediently, indicating she wouldn’t speak.

Luofeng answered the phone, "Dad, what’s up?"

"Didn’t you say you’d come back for lunch today?" Luo Lin inquired.

"I’m on my way. I’ve already reached Shanghai. I’ll be back in a bit. Oh, and I’ve brought gifts for you and Mom," Luofeng said with a smile.

"Alright, hurry back. Your Uncle Li is coming over for a drink at noon, and I can’t handle him alone," Luo Lin said.

This? Alright then. He really is my own father.

After hanging up, Luofeng patted Little Fairy. "I’ll head back first. You should also go home for the New Year soon. After you come back, Big King will spoil you some more!"

"I don’t want to!" Liu Hanyan pouted, somewhat dissatisfied with Luofeng today.

But it was just coquetry. Her true inner feeling was that as long as Luofeng was happy, she was happy. If Luofeng wasn’t happy, then she would be sad too.

"Hahaha, I’ll control myself next time. It’s your fault for always provoking me!" Luofeng chuckled.

"Hmm!" Little Fairy hummed coquettishly but said nothing more.

"Happy New Year!"

"You too!"

Having said goodbye to Liu Hanyan, Luofeng returned home.

「When he returned home.」

Li Jincai had already arrived as a guest.

"Uncle Li, Happy New Year!" Luofeng greeted politely.

"Little Luo, Happy New Year!" Li Jincai said.

Luofeng greeted his parents and then went to his bedroom first. He took out a La Prairie set and two Patek Philippe watches from his backpack. These were gifts prepared for his parents. However, since there was a guest, he naturally couldn’t give the gifts immediately.

When he came out of his bedroom, Luofeng joined Luo Lin and their guest’s conversation, which was mainly about the worsening real estate market and how challenging it had become to make strides in the field, especially for small and medium-sized real estate companies.

Just past 12:00 p.m., Xu Zhenzhu called out, "Son, come help set the table and get the bowls and chopsticks."

"Alright!" Luofeng nodded.

Outside, Luofeng was a god of wealth, but at home, he needed to respect the family hierarchy, right? With a guest present, Luo Lin, the eternally third-ranked in the family, saw his status suddenly soar. Luofeng felt aggrieved, demoted from second-in-command to third.

Li Jincai looked at Luofeng with a somewhat strange expression. A dragon abroad, a worm at home? But it’s often such men who are truly capable. Those who are Awesome at home but turn into cowards outside are generally incompetent; they only know how to throw their weight around with their own family.

"Old Luo, how about a drink?" Li Jincai asked.

"Sure, let’s have a drink. We’ll be one team, and you with the little assistant you brought will be the other?" Luo Lin inquired.

"Hahaha, a father-son team, like the Chens, right?" Li Jincai joked. "But it seems your son Luofeng doesn’t hold his liquor too well. Old Luo, are you sure you want to team up like this?"

Hahaha. Luofeng laughed. He seemed to recall attending a gathering once before, right? But he’d used his poor tolerance for alcohol as an excuse and hadn’t drunk much. So? Li Jincai thought Luofeng couldn’t hold his liquor?

"Old Li, I always feel like there’s something going on between you and my son," Luo Lin finally said at the dinner table, unable to hold back any longer. After all, it was clear that Li Jincai respected his son even more than he respected him. There was no problem with that.

"Hahaha!" Li Jincai chuckled, looking towards Luofeng.

Luofeng nodded slightly; this was a good opportunity to let his family know about the matter, using Li Jincai to bring it up.

"Old Luo, it’s like this," Li Jincai said slowly. "Previously, your son wanted to execute a plan targeting Honda and needed to recruit people, so I was chosen."

"Oh? Is that so?" Luo Lin said, suddenly enlightened. "Looks like this kid helped you earn quite a bit of money? How much exactly?"

Li Jincai smiled slightly and made a V-sign with his fingers.

Luo Lin smiled. "Not bad, Old Li, earned 20 million, huh?"

Luofeng couldn’t help but laugh. "Dad, considering the level we’re talking about, Uncle Li would be too embarrassed to even mention a mere 20 million, right? It’s 200 million!"

"What? How much?" Luo Lin exclaimed in surprise.

"200 million. To be precise, it’s 227.5 million!" Li Jincai added.

"This..." Luo Lin was a bit speechless. He looked at Luofeng. "Then how much did you make?"