Chapter 114

"You bastard, you tricked me! You never went to the Xicheng!"

The pain on Song Jianshe's face couldn't compare to the pain in his heart. He gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze towards Gu Jinshui was filled with resentment.

Gu Jinshui was stunned for a moment, then guessed the general outline of what had happened. This grandson had probably been tricked by his daughter.

No wonder he didn't run into that bastard in the suburbs; it turns out his daughter used a trick to lure him away.

As expected of his daughter, she's so smart!

Gu Jinshui felt incredibly proud. He glanced at Song Jianshe with pity in his eyes, then released his grip. "What business is it of yours whether I went to Xicheng or not? What's wrong with us? We're not neighbors anymore, yet you're still watching my every move? What are you trying to do?"

Gu Jinshui's eyes were scrutinizing, and his fingers cracked as he pinched them.

Song Jianshe was all bark and no bite. That was almost the bravest moment of his life, but now that his enthusiasm had faded, he didn't dare to really go against Gu Jinshui.

He mumbled, "Who's watching you? Don't accuse me of something unjustly. Who do you think you are?!"

"That's good."

Gu Jinshui patted Song Jianshe's face, leaned forward, and his sharp eyes flashed with hostility. "Song Jianshe, we've been neighbors for years. I know a lot about your dirty laundry. You'd better behave yourself and not push me too far, or else..."

He saw a piece of trash on the ground, picked it up, and slammed it against the wall with a loud bang. Song Jianshe shuddered and turned pale.

Gu Jinshui gave him a half-smile, threw down the brick, and turned to leave.

Song Jianshe quickly learned from others that Top-Grade Imperial Green Jade had been unearthed at a jadeite gambling site in the suburbs, and that someone was willing to pay three million yuan to buy it, but they couldn't find the person who had unearthed the Imperial Green jadeite.

He felt a mixture of hatred and jealousy, suspecting that he had been tricked by Gu Yousi, but he also felt that Gu Yousi wasn't that smart, and that Gu Jinshui had probably outsmarted him.

The only thing to do is to remember this grudge and wait for the day to take revenge.

I'm turning thirty in the blink of an eye.

Gu Jinshui went to the shop early that day, planning to open it for half a day and then close it.

He was taking inventory of the store's stock when someone knocked on the door. Gu Jinshui answered and came out of the warehouse, wiping his hands with a cloth. But when he saw the customer at the door, he slowed down, wondering to himself, "What do these Japan want with me?"

"Mr. Gu Jinshui"

The translator quickly replied, "Mr. Yamamoto has come specifically to visit you."

"Visiting me?" Gu Jinshui walked behind the counter, sat down lazily in a chair, and said, "I don't recall having any connection with you. If you want to buy art, there are plenty outside. You're not welcome in our shop."

The translator looked somewhat taken aback.

Clearly, he was used to the polite and courteous attitude others showed when working for the Japan, and even if they had opinions, they wouldn't express them directly.

Gu Jinshui's blunt and impolite manner left him somewhat at a loss.

He hesitantly translated the words to Yamamoto.

Professor Yamamoto looked at him and said a few words to the translator.

The translator looked at Gu Jinshui and hesitated, then said, "Mr. Yamamoto said he doesn't want to buy antiques, he wants to buy jadeite. He heard that you found Top-Grade Imperial Green Jade jadeite and is willing to pay five million for your material."

Five million?!

Gu Jinshui's face showed surprise.

He sat up straight, sizing Yamamoto up as if he were an alien. He neither said anything good nor bad, but instead said, "Ask him, are all Japan professors this rich?"

The translator also wanted to ask this question.

He asked Yamamoto, but Yamamoto just smiled and shook his head, clearly unwilling to answer.

Gu Jinshui immediately lost interest and didn't bother to ask how the Japan knew he was the one who found the Imperial Green jade. It wasn't hard to find information about him, but anyone who wanted to mess with him would have to think twice. Gu Jinshui hadn't been wasting his years in the underworld. He wasn't really involved in the criminal world anymore, but he had helped many of his brothers find legitimate businesses, and people owed him a lot of favors.

Seeing that Gu Jinshui ignored them, the translator looked a little embarrassed, glanced at Yamamoto, and muttered a few words. Gu Jinshui guessed that he probably meant to leave.

But Yamamoto shook his head, glanced at Gu Jinshui instead, and said a few words to the translator.

Gu Jinshui secretly glanced at the translator out of the corner of his eye and saw a troubled look on his face. He couldn't help but wonder what the Japan had said.

"Gu Xian, Mr. Yamamoto has a favor to ask."

The translator coughed and said somewhat awkwardly, "It's almost China New Year, and Mr. Yamamoto is far away in China and misses home very much. He doesn't want to spend the New Year alone in a hotel, so he was wondering if he could spend it with you. He'll give you 1,000 yuan for each night he stays at your place."

A thousand yuan for just one night's stay?!

Even though Gu Jinshui was wealthy, he was still shocked by how rich this Japan man was.

He couldn't help but sit up, frown, and beckon to the translator, signaling for him to come over.

The translator glanced at Yamamoto with an embarrassed expression.

Yamamoto seemed to understand Gu Jinshui's meaning and nodded directly.

The translator then slowly walked to Gu Jinshui's side.

Gu Jinshui pulled him aside and asked in a low voice, "You're China, right?"

The translator blushed instantly. "I'm translating for the Japan, but you can't insult me, I..."

"Who insulted you? I just want to ask if you know anything about this Japan? Why does he suddenly want to spend the New Year at our house? A thousand yuan is enough for him to spend the New Year however he wants in Beijing."

Gu Jinshui said irritably.

The translator grunted, glanced at Professor Yamamoto, who looked composed, leaning on his cane, and with a refined air, and scratched his head. "Actually, I don't know him very well either. He's actually quite easy to get along with, and he's donated a lot of money to Orphanage. I think if you don't want to, you should just refuse."

Gu Jinshui's eyes darted around, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Tell him that I need to discuss this with my family, and ask him to wait."

The translator immediately agreed and translated it for Yamamoto.

Yamamoto nodded.

Gu Jinshui then called home.

He Chunlian was memorizing her lines at home when the phone rang. When she answered, this was the situation. The old lady, very composed, said without hesitation, "Let him come. We have nothing to hide in our family. If that old devil is up to something, we'll turn the tables on him, lure him into a trap, and then hand him over to the Public Security!"

The old lady had a loud and clear voice; you could hear it clearly even from a distance over the phone.

The translator looked embarrassed.

A barely perceptible smile flickered across Professor Yamamoto's lips.

Gu Jinshui hung up the phone and said to them, "Okay, my mom said she warmly welcomes international friends. Please wait a moment while I pack my things, and then we'll go to my house."

"No need, please leave your home address. Professor Yamamoto has something to do later."

After consulting with Yamamoto, the translator spoke to Gu Jinshui.

Gu Jinshui thought it was a good idea.

After all, when guests come to visit, you have to go back and make some arrangements.

After watching Yamamoto and his group leave, he quickly tidied up the shop and closed it. By the time he got home, his whole family already knew that a Japan would be spending the New Year with them this year.

Gu Yinxing, while wrapping dumplings, said, "Brother, what are you doing? Inviting the Japan to celebrate the New Year with us, are you planning to double-cross us?"

"Yin Xing, how can you talk like that during the New Year!" He Chunlian glared at her daughter.

Gu Yinxing stuck out her tongue, He Chunlian turned to Gu Jinshui, "Jin Shui, are these Japan planning some kind of trick? How about we prepare a code? If something's wrong, we'll immediately use the code to call the police?"

Gu Jinshui was speechless.

Gu Yinxing protested, "Mom, what you're saying is pretty much the same as what I'm saying. How dare you say that to me?"

"How can this be the same? Your mother means we should punish the wicked and uphold justice!"

He Chunlian said in a strong voice, "Xiao Yan, don't you think what Mom said is right?"

Under the Yan Ren eyes of his wife and mother-in-law, Yan Ren could only bury himself in making dumplings.

Liang Ying pulled Gu Jinshui to tidy up the guest room, asking as she did so, "Why exactly did these Japan come to our house? Mom's been talking about it in a rather mysterious way, and I'm a little worried."

"Mom's still caught up in the last movie," Gu Jinshui said, spreading out the sheets. "That Japan probably just wanted to see something new. He doesn't care about our stuff; he's got plenty of money. Just assume he's got nothing better to do."

Liang Ying breathed a sigh of relief, "If that's the case, I'm relieved. I really didn't believe a Japan with ulterior motives had come."

Gu Jinshui smiled, but he was somewhat puzzled.

That Yamamoto is indeed a bit strange, and he can't quite figure him out!

Chapter 105 The 105th Day of Being Eavesdropped On =SiTu Online Reading=

Professor Yamamoto arrived in the afternoon, and he brought a translator with him.

The translator was a little embarrassed, clearly aware that it wasn't appropriate for the two of them to come to someone else's house for dinner on New Year's Eve.

He Chunlian was very generous. "Sit down, please sit down, don't be shy. We've already made the dumplings, and I'll fry some meatballs later, then we can start eating."

"Auntie, Happy New Year!"

The translator, Li Xing, took the gift he had bought and gave it to He Chunlian.

He Chunlian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and waved her hand, saying, "No need to be so polite. Everyone who comes in is a guest. There's no need to bring gifts."

"This is also Mr. Yamamoto's idea," Li Xing quickly explained.

Yamamoto nodded slightly and said something, which Li Xing translated. "Mr. Yamamoto said you must accept it; it's a small token of his appreciation."

Since they've gone this far, it wouldn't be appropriate to refuse.

He Chunlian smiled and put it away, then asked Gu Jinshui to greet them. She went to the kitchen to fry some meatballs, and Liang Ying and Gu Yinxing went in to help. Gu Yousi was watching TV, showing no interest in Yamamoto's arrival.

Gu Yinxing peered through the kitchen doorway toward the living room, then turned back to gossip, "Mom, this Japan seems pretty friendly, and at first glance, you really can't tell he's Japan."

"How can you tell anything with your eyes?" He Chunlian asked, deftly squeezing out meatballs and frying them in oil.

"You can't say that."

Gu Yinxing chuckled and secretly ate a meatball, saying, "I have a good eye; I can tell these meatballs Mom fried are especially delicious."

There was laughter and chatter in the kitchen.

Gu Jinshui had nothing to say to Yamamoto outside. When He Chunlian finally called him to deliver dumplings and vegetables to the Old Master, he almost stood up impatiently, agreed, and hurriedly took the New Year's Eve dishes and went out.

Lunar New Year's Eve.

Smoke rose from every household in the alley, filling the air with a delicious aroma, and the occasional sound of children's laughter drifted through the air. Gu Jinshui carried a lunchbox into the Old Master's courtyard.

Old Master Xi's yard was thoroughly cleaned a few days ago, decorated with big red lanterns and red decorations, and even Old Master himself was dressed in red.

As soon as Gu Jinshui entered the courtyard, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Master, you look quite festive today."

If it weren't for the fact that it was New Year's Eve, Xi Han would have wanted to beat up this disciple who dared to laugh at his master. "What's so festive about this? This isn't your achievement."

The Old Master was easily embarrassed; wearing such red at his age made him feel awkward.

Gu Jinshui chuckled as he carried the lunchbox into the living room and laid out the food: pork and cabbage dumplings, braised fish, smashed cucumber, fried meatballs, and egg dumplings.

Although the Old Master was eating alone, the dishes were not simple.

He went to the kitchen and brought out bowls and chopsticks, saying, "Master, how about I have New Year's Eve dinner with you? There are so many dishes, how can you finish them all by yourself?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Why aren't you home for dinner on New Year's Eve? What are you doing here?"

Xi Han said decisively, "I'll just put the leftovers in the fridge; you don't need to worry about it."

Hearing the Old Master's resolute tone, Gu Jinshui knew that changing Old Master mind would be extremely difficult. He had no choice but to swallow his words of persuasion, for once the Old Master got stubborn, not even nine oxen could pull him back.

"Master, when would be a good time for us to come and wish you a Happy New Year?"

"Anytime is fine. Niuniu is on vacation now, so bring her over when she gets up."

Xi Han's eyes softened when he mentioned Gu Yousi.

Gu Jinshui felt a pang of sadness. The Old Master had such a bad temper when he was teaching him, but he gave his daughter whatever she wanted.