Chapter 150 : Sketching—A Three-Year-Old Draws the Old
Chapter 150: Sketching—A Three-Year-Old Draws the Old
What the hell do you mean by “monthly subscription”? You think this is like booking a computer at an internet café or getting a gym membership card? “Monthly subscription” my ass—makes it sound like I’m selling both body and art.
To be honest, if it hadn’t been for his mentor, Professor Li, standing by to vouch for him today, he wouldn’t have had the chance to even make a move.
Before leaving, Jiang Jianguo specifically added both him and Pan Limin on WeChat, planning to contact them whenever the old man needed a massage in the future.
But Professor Li immediately spoke up, saying that on ordinary occasions, they could just contact Pan Limin.
After getting in the car, the professor even sent him a message to remind him: since he wasn’t around, Lin Mo shouldn’t casually give massages to others—especially in formal settings.
Of course, among friends in private, it didn’t matter much. But if it was for patients, that was absolutely not allowed.
It wasn’t an issue of skill, but of qualification. He didn’t have a medical license. If something went wrong, it wouldn’t be a small matter. Professor Li, as an experienced traditional Chinese physician, naturally understood the gravity of the issue—he was doing it for Lin Mo’s own protection.
When Mrs. Jiang returned from the community gate, she saw Jiang Jianguo sitting in the living room, smoking.
“Brother, don’t worry anymore. Dad’s fine now, didn’t Doctor Li already say so?” Mrs. Jiang spoke softly.
Jiang Jianguo nodded slightly. What Doctor Li had said was undoubtedly the best news.
“Brother, you’re about to retire soon, aren’t you? Don’t put so much pressure on yourself,” Mrs. Jiang continued.
Jiang Jianguo took a long drag of his cigarette, pressed the butt into the ashtray, and said, “I’m not feeling pressured, really. I know I can’t move up any further at this stage. I just want to pave the way for my boy before I step down. If the old man stays healthy, things will go much smoother.”
Don’t underestimate the old man just because he’s been retired for years—so long as he’s still around, he remains a great asset to the family.
After all, the old connections and networks still exist. As long as the old man is there, the family still carries a spark of influence—something invaluable.
Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang nodded. Though her family wasn’t in politics, over the years, they had indeed benefited from the Jiang family’s support. Not to mention the preferential policies, they had also avoided plenty of trouble.
So if her family could advance further, she’d be more than happy to see it.
On the other side, Miss Yuan and Lin Mo drove rapidly toward the school and soon parked downstairs at Chengyue Community.
“Yuan Jie, come with me to the city tomorrow to see Sister Rushuang,” Lin Mo said as they entered the elevator.
Miss Yuan blinked. “Why? Missed her after just a couple of days?”
“No, I just want to pay you two back,” Lin Mo said with a grin.
“Huh? It’s only been two days—done already? How much did you make?” Miss Yuan looked surprised, but when she saw the smile on his face, she knew he must have earned something.
“Ah, not much, just a little,” Lin Mo said, scratching his head awkwardly.
Miss Yuan frowned. “I really hate vague men. ‘A little’—how much exactly?”
Lin Mo: “Just a few tens of thousands.”
Miss Yuan: “Tens of thousands, or over a hundred thousand? Or a few hundred thousand?”
To her, with an initial capital of over five million, earning just a few tens of thousands would mean losing money—she didn’t buy it for a second.
“For Yuan Jie, that’s just pocket change,” Lin Mo said with a laugh.
Less than two million really was pocket change for Miss Yuan.
Seeing that he didn’t want to elaborate, she snorted but didn’t press further.
Lin Mo finally sighed in relief. To be honest, if he had invested the money in a business, that would’ve been fine—but since he’d made it through stock trading, he felt a bit embarrassed to say it aloud.
He knew he was guaranteed to win, but to others, it still looked like gambling.
Soon, the elevator doors opened. Instead of heading to Miss Yuan’s secret base, they went straight to Sichuan Girl’s place downstairs.
The moment they pushed the door open, they saw Sichuan Girl and Wang Chu each holding a wine glass filled with dark liquid, elegantly toasting each other.
Several dishes sat on the table—chives, oysters, lamb kidneys, and more.
For a moment, the four of them locked eyes. Lin Mo saw awkwardness and unease flash in Wang Chu’s gaze.
Two minutes later, Miss Yuan was laughing so hard she slapped the couch cushion.
“No, seriously—are all of you from the same dorm this weak? What have you two been up to at night behind my back? Or did Sichuan Girl turn into Li Shiya and drain you both dry? I’ve never seen such a bunch of weaklings—ha ha ha!”
The three: “...”
What kind of brain circuit was that? How did she even come up with that?
“There’s nothing like that, Yuan Jie, don’t imagine things. The two of them are—uh—one Yin-deficient, one Yang—mmph!” Lin Mo tried to explain but got his mouth covered by the two immediately.
Sichuan Girl said, “That’s right! We’re all just a bit weak. You know what they say—nine out of ten men are weak!”
Wang Chu added, “Actually, the two of us are fine. It’s Old Mo—he’s been weak for ages. He’s already on his second treatment cycle.”
Hearing that, Miss Yuan stopped laughing and pointed at the table. “Got it, makes sense. The whole table’s kidney tonics—I can understand that. But why are you two drinking herbal medicine from wine glasses?”
Sichuan Girl said, “Uh—elegant! Timeless style!”
The three: “...”
Soon, Lin Mo joined the medicine-drinking army. After finishing their kidney-tonic feast, the four went upstairs to Miss Yuan’s secret base to unwind.
Meanwhile, at a café, Liu Rushuang sat gracefully, her long, fair fingers stirring her coffee slowly. A faint smile hung on her lips, though a closer look revealed a trace of helplessness.
Across from her sat a short-haired woman dressed sharply, watching her with a scrutinizing gaze.
“You’ve been back in Jiangning for so long and didn’t tell me? I only found out from someone else.”
The woman’s voice was clear, her looks impressive, her figure even better than Liu Rushuang’s. Though she wore no makeup and her skin was slightly tanned, it only added a touch of heroic charm to her beauty.
“I only came back recently. Work’s been busy,” Liu Rushuang replied.
The woman frowned slightly. “You’re not avoiding me, are you?”
“Of course not. We’ve got no bad blood—why would I avoid you? I just haven’t been feeling well lately. Otherwise, I’d have invited you for dinner. We haven’t seen each other in ages, right?” Liu Rushuang sighed helplessly.
“Not feeling well? What’s wrong? Have you seen a doctor?” the woman asked, her voice tinged with worry.
Liu Rushuang smiled. “I have. The doctor said it’s hormonal imbalance and told me to find a boyfriend soon.”
The woman’s brows furrowed. “Men aren’t any good. I’m definitely not getting one. Don’t let yourself get fooled. I—”
“Alright, alright. What’s wrong with finding a boyfriend? We’re not that young anymore. Anyway, I’ve got something to do, so I’ll head off. You should go home early too. Let’s catch up some other time.” Liu Rushuang waved her hand, stood up, and left before the woman could respond.
From their interaction, it was clear Liu Rushuang wanted to avoid this woman.
Time passed quickly. Lin Mo stayed at Miss Yuan’s secret base until ten that night.
Later, he returned home with Wang Chu, who was being unusually attentive—fetching foot bath water, cleaning the room—no doubt trying to make up for losing at billiards.
Finally, around midnight, the shopping page refreshed, and Lin Mo’s drowsiness vanished instantly.
【Type 88 Hanyang Rifle; 30 bullets; ￥1.58】
【Seven Wolves Belt; made to deal with rebellious sons, guaranteed quality; ￥2.36】
【Children’s Bicycle; Crayon Shin-chan Edition, won’t fall; ￥4.21】
【Sketch: A Three-Year-Old Draws the Old; can draw 1314 Peppa Pigs, and by looking at a person once, sketch what they looked like as a child or will look like as an adult; ￥12.5】
Seeing that, Lin Mo immediately sat up straight. Finally, a new skill! That “13-in-1 shampoo” was absolute trash.
And this one looked advanced—it had tough prerequisites and was a practical everyday skill. Way better than that excavator nonsense.
He just wondered what would happen once he chose it.
Sorry everyone, went out today and got back late—my apologies.