The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official-Chapter 1237

Chapter 1237: Chapter 1237
As night fell, Lin Yifan drove the land tank and stopped at the entrance of the grand hotel.
The smaller sedan parked next to it looked especially low.
This extraordinarily tall and large pickup truck naturally drew the attention of those around.
When Lin Yifan jumped out of the car and went to the passenger side to help Shen Shiyao sit down.
The stylish couple attracted even more envy.
"This outfit looks great, I feel it truly matches your temperament."
Shen Shiyao reached out and adjusted the collar of Lin Yifan’s T-shirt.
This was the outfit she had just prepared for Lin Yifan.
"I thought you might like wearing a suit."
Lin Yifan smiled and stomped his military boots, paired with black-patterned camouflage pants, his whole demeanor was especially energetic.
"Whatever you wear, I find it handsome. I guess you wouldn’t like the sense of constraint."
Shen Shiyao extended her slender jade hand to Lin Yifan.
His vigor and charisma became even more appealing.
"To be honest, I now feel like a kept man, driving such a nice car, and you even prepared a fuel card for me."
Lin Yifan remarked with a wry smile.
Just now, Shen Shiyao discreetly slipped a fuel card into the car.
It was obvious that the balance on this card was certainly not low.
"There’s no one who mooches as you do."
Shen Shiyao rolled her eyes full of affection at him.
That playboy isn’t enjoying the beauty beside him and has so many rosy friends around.
"Then I’ll strive to enjoy it well in the future."
Lin Yifan smiled and led Shen Shiyao into the restaurant.
The waiter who had been waiting there took the two upstairs to a private room.
Upon opening the door, Li Fengnian and Li Fengrun were not there waiting this time.
The two of them chose seats inside, leaving the main seat open for them.
"Yifan, tell me, how much money have you made now?"
Shen Shiyao felt a bit anxious at this moment.
After all, even if he lost this bet, it wouldn’t stop her from being infatuated with him.
But the question was, why was Lin Yifan always so calm and composed.
"This morning I paid back part of the neighbor’s money, now I have more than twenty thousand left, otherwise why would I need to earn money through alchemy?"
Lin Yifan smiled.
"So you planned to use me, huh? You’re really something."
Shen Shiyao pouted, took out a bank card from her bag, and slammed it on the table.
"What do you mean by this?"
Lin Yifan looked puzzled at the bank card, wondering what that move was for.
"You knew I wouldn’t let you lose, yet you deliberately played mysterious."
"Are you saying I intentionally waited for you to bring out money to compete with your third uncle in wealth?"
"Of course, otherwise, do you think you could compete with my third uncle’s assets? Don’t worry, this money was borrowed from my best friend, totaling twelve million. Although it may not be as much as my third uncle’s, at least it will make them look at us differently."
Shen Shiyao’s seemingly insightful gaze rendered Lin Yifan speechless.
"Quickly return the money. I don’t need to use these tactics to win against him."
Lin Yifan pushed the bank card back to Shen Shiyao.
With a plan in mind, he had no need for such means.
"Then what are you going to use to win me over?"
The door was pushed open, and Li Fengrun walked in with a cold smile.
He looked at Lin Yifan with utter disdain.
"The three days are up, but counting on the twelve million borrowed by Shiyao to match asset levels won’t do."
Big Uncle Li Fengnian followed in.
Smiling, he scanned the two with cunning eyes like an old fox.
But Lin Yifan’s attention was on the imposing man who came in last.
Dressed in a suit, the brutish man examined Lin Yifan revealing his fierce nature.
His indifferent gaze carried a chill of hostility.
"Is winning or losing really that important?"
Lin Yifan withdrew his gaze and leaned back in the chair with a smile.
His eyes playful, no one could tell what he was truly thinking.
"The winner doesn’t mind, but the loser must keep their promise. After all, our Li Family is not to be trifled with."
Li Fengnian smiled, lighting a cigarette.
This meal, now seemed more like a Feast at Hongmen.
"Kid, three days ago you said your net worth was only forty thousand. Today, if you can show a huge sum, you have to explain its origin. Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because Shiyao has feelings for you, her money has nothing to do with you."
Li Fengrun snorted coldly.
"Third Uncle..."
Shen Shiting wanted to speak but was interrupted by Li Fengnian.
"Shiyao, today’s matter is between your third uncle and Lin Yifan, it’s best if neither of us say a word. Don’t forget, if we can’t even pass this level, it will be harder to explain to your second uncle."
Bringing up the second uncle’s name, Shen Shiting immediately shut her mouth.
Li Fengchun was not like Big Uncle or Third Uncle, he has been working alongside their father for years.
He can be considered a trusted confidant of their father.
And as an uncle, he has been exceptionally strict with her since childhood.
"Since you have to make it so awkward, then as you wish."
Lin Yifan took out a bank card and placed it on the table.
"Let me confirm the bet again. If my net worth doesn’t exceed Li Fengrun’s, I will never see Shen Shiyao again. But if I win..."
"If you win, forget just the construction at Red Earth Town, you can have a hand in all future projects of the Li Family."
Li Fengnian spoke up first.
He had held back for three days; he was really eager to see the result.
"Okay, then it’s decided. Tomorrow morning, someone will come to coordinate with you."
Lin Yifan moved his hand off the bank card and leaned back on the chair.
He provocatively put an arm around Shen Shiyao.
"Kid, what’s this bluff about? Tell me, how much money is on this card?"
Li Fengrun clenched his fist, glaring fiercely at Lin Yifan.
"Didn’t I tell you before? There are a total of forty thousand on the card. I’ve spent some over the past days, so there should still be over twenty thousand. I’ll round it off for you, let’s say twenty thousand."
Lin Yifan’s words made Li Fengrun laugh heartily.
He pulled a Golden Card out of his pocket and slapped it on the table.
"You are rounding for me? What a joke, even if it’s three hundred thousand, it’s still nothing to me. Alright, from now on, if you dare to see her again, I’ll break your legs."
"Does that card count as winning? I don’t even know how much is on it."
Lin Yifan said dismissively.
"I don’t even have to compare assets with you; just this card alone has five million in cash. Is that enough?"
Li Fengrun sneered, not counting his many fixed assets.
"Five million might indeed not be enough; you’d have to sell your car, sell your house, including not just you, but perhaps the entire Li Family won’t escape this time."
Lin Yifan shook his head, with an expression of regret.
That look seemed as if he knew something was going to happen.
Li Fengrun wanted to retort when unexpectedly Li Fengnian’s phone rang inopportunely.
Pushing the answer button, his face changed drastically as he listened.
"The Red Earth Tunnel has collapsed!"