The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official-Chapter 1207

Chapter 1207: Chapter 1207
The night fell, and the County town returned to silence once again.
Still the largest room on the second floor.
Shen Shiyao walked arm in arm with Lin Yifan and pushed the door open.
Li Fengnian and Li Fengrun were already sitting inside.
"Uncle, you’re here too!"
Shen Shiyao didn’t hide things in her heart, and after hearing about Li Fengrun bullying Xizhu, she became even more furious.
She glared at him coldly and unhappily.
"Why, so unhappy to see me? You got yourself a boyfriend and forgot your own uncle, didn’t you? All the love for nothing."
Li Fengrun spoke with his eyes constantly scrutinizing Lin Yifan.
Lin Yifan merely smiled at him and then sat down.
Shen Shiyao naturally didn’t bother saying anything more to him.
She turned her head aside, no longer looking at him.
Seeing the atmosphere become awkward, Li Fengnian spoke up first.
"Since everyone is here, let’s serve the food. You must be tired from this afternoon; eat up and rest early."
Upon his order, the waiters came streaming in.
One after another, dishes full of color, aroma, and taste piled up on the large table.
Li Fengrun was constantly looking for an opportunity to criticize Lin Yifan.
He couldn’t help but smile when he saw one dish.
"Shiyao, try this, frog stewed with a chicken, a local specialty. Know why we stew it with chicken?"
"Why?"
Shen Shiyao asked instinctively, completely confused.
"Because both are from the countryside. It’s called finding similarities, like fish seeking fish and shrimp seeking shrimp, turtle seeking tortoise, that’s compatibility. If a frog stewed a swan, that would be rare."
Li Fengrun’s words had underlying meanings, and none present were fools.
Everyone quickly understood what he meant.
"Uncle, eat without being mouthy, okay? Fifty years ago, everyone was from a rural background. Didn’t you just move from the village a few years ago? Suddenly you’re a city person?"
Shen Shiyao hurriedly spoke up to protect Lin Yifan.
Li Fengrun, despite being rebutted, remained unbothered.
He took a bite of the dish with his chopsticks and smiled towards Lin Yifan on the opposite.
"Indeed, I haven’t been out for long, but at least I know to strive for improvement. What they call ’Heaven rewards diligence,’ it’s important to know oneself, wear the right-sized hat for one’s head, and the right-sized shoes for one’s feet. Not everyone can fit into crocodile-skin shoes."
Seeing Li Fengrun becoming increasingly excessive, Shen Shiyao looked to Li Fengnian for help.
"Uncle, aren’t you going to manage him? What’s the point of his nonsense at dinner? If it continues, we will leave."
But Li Fengnian merely smiled and looked at Lin Yifan.
Clearly, he was participating in this dinner with the intention of observing.
Perceiving this, Lin Yifan smiled and poured himself a cup of wine.
"I’m calling you Uncle just like Shiyao does; those admonitions were truly resonant. However, there’s one statement I’d slightly disagree with."
"Which statement?"
Li Fengrun squinted and asked.
"That ’Heaven rewards diligence,’ because often, in this world, effort doesn’t necessarily bring reward. I think there’s a saying that’s quite apt: even pigs can fly if they stand at the wind’s mouth."
Lin Yifan downed his drink in one go.
Clearly, tonight this was no feast for friendly gathering.
Given it was so, he took the opportunity to express further.
"Kid, you’re right, but standing at that wind’s mouth isn’t something anyone can just do, like all mice, those in the toilet fight hard to eat feces, while those in the granary can easily have fragrant rice—this is called platform and opportunity."
Li Fengrun retorted coldly.
Having likened Yifan to a frog craving swan meat, now Yifan likened himself to a pig.
"Indeed, so background counts as an opportunity. But it doesn’t mean from humble beginnings one can’t rise."
Lin Yifan countered, meeting his gaze directly.
"Humble beginnings? You should know, even those are fallen nobles unattainable for ordinary people, so don’t use ’humble ones’ lightly as too many aren’t worthy of it."
Li Fengrun’s words were undeniably sharp.
Otherwise, in the County, individuals from all walks know of this Mr. Li.
"The world changes unpredictably; sometimes even rich families fall lower than commoners."
Lin Yifan replied with a faint smile.
"Young man, you’re still naive. Those so-called comforting thoughts are for those who’ve been thoroughly worn down by life, the so-called spiritual nourishment. In the dictionary of a true strong-man, ’ordinary’ doesn’t exist, only opportunity and perseverance do. Don’t dream of instant success or of eating swan flesh; after all, a frog in a well sees only a small patch of sky."
The argument escalated, with Li Fengrun showing increasingly no restraints targeting Lin Yifan directly.
Shen Shiyao tried to interrupt multiple times but was calmed by Lin Yifan under the table.
"Uncle, a question from this frog in the well: do you mean to say that your wealth is something I can never match in my life?"
Lin Yifan put down his chopsticks and asked with a smile.
"Indeed, it’s not underrating you. My wealth now, let alone one lifetime, even in ten lifetimes, you’d never catch up."
Li Fengrun responded without hesitation, leaning back in his seat with a complacent demeanor.
"Then if one day, my wealth surpasses yours, what will you do about it?"
Lin Yifan’s smile carried immense self-confidence.
This intensified Li Fengnian’s curiosity from across the table.
Yet he restrained his curiosity and continued listening.
"Ridiculous. Forget my wealth; do you think, just from your current stance, you’ll ever earn a million in any life?"
Li Fengrun lit a cigarette, blowing smoke smugly.
"Then why don’t we wager on our wealth?"
Lin Yifan smiled, watching Li Fengrun’s face.
His appearance showed dried cheeks, narrow forehead, high brow, flat nose, and thin lips.
Clearly a person fond of leisure over work.
Meanwhile, hostility clouded his brow, destined for bankruptcy within three days.
"How do you propose to wager?"
Li Fengnian smirked, watching Lin Yifan for his play.
"I’ll bet that in three days, your wealth won’t surpass mine; selling the ginseng for eighty thousand was all my wealth. I owe seventy-six thousand, leaving me with four thousand."
Lin Yifan looked Li Fengrun straight in the eye, his words sounding like sheer absurdity.
Even Shen Shiyao was bewildered.
"Fine, I’ll bet with you; state your terms."
Li Fengrun retorted with a scoff.
With a few million in wealth now, even trying to streamline a bankruptcy wouldn’t be easy.
"If I win, I will handle the tunnel construction in Red Earth Town; not too demanding, right?"
Lin Yifan’s words slightly shifted Li Fengrun’s expression.
A hint of malice showed in his eyes.
"Then if you lose, you must leave my niece, never to appear again."
"Uncle, it’s none of your business!"
Shen Shiyao stood up, shouting.
This clearly was meant to split them apart.
"Shiyao, shut up; he initiated this. If he lacks the guts, what kind of man is he?"
Li Fengrun intentionally provoked.
Yet Lin Yifan unexpectedly smiled, holding Shen Shiyao’s hand.
"I’ll bet with you; if I lose, I won’t see Shen Shiyao ever again!"