'What is wrong with you two...?'
'He cursed you out?'
'And you thanked him?'
'And after he cursed you out, it seems like... he's going to reward you?'
'He's even drinking with you?'
This wasn't just any ordinary treatment.
Normally, Uncle Nine rarely drank. He only did so for major events, like a birth or death in the family, a young person securing a good future, or an elder's birthday.
Lin Chu was now completely certain. 'Yep, this Uncle Nine is definitely a man of substance.'
It was just that Yang Huixian and the others probably didn't truly understand.
After all, they were from an urban village, families who'd been compensated for demolition. They had money, sure, but their perspective wasn't that broad.
And Uncle Nine couldn't possibly break everything down and explain it to her in crystal-clear detail.
That wouldn't align with his principles for how he lived and conducted himself.
But who in this world is completely without a bit of self-interest?
