"You want Evan Lin to transfer back to Brightsea City?"
As soon as Linda Guan spoke, Lucy Lu and Charles Chen were both taken aback.
Quentin Yu, sitting nearby, was also stunned by this condition. He had met Evan Lin before, but never thought that kid was worth so much.
"That cocky little guy? I think he belongs in a small place like that." Helen Qi nodded repeatedly, her eyes lighting up.
Eric Yu was secretly delighted when he heard this. He didn’t know why Linda Guan made such a request, but from any angle, it was extremely tempting.
A hundred million yuan—just send a high schooler back to Brightsea City and you’d get a hundred million.
Who would turn down a deal like that?
The key point was, Eric Yu was even more convinced that if Evan Lin transferred back to Brightsea, he’d have a chance to win over Lynn Chen completely.
Lately, Lynn Chen’s attitude toward him had cooled off a lot, and at the end of the day, it was all because of Evan Lin.
"Yes, it’s really that simple. And Ms. Ling said, as long as he agrees to leave Jinnan and never set foot in Oceanport City again, she’ll give him even more money—enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life."
Linda Guan spoke calmly, quietly watching Lucy Lu and Charles Chen in front of her as she talked.
"Uh..."
Lucy Lu paused at those words. "Can I ask why?"
"Sorry," Linda Guan shook her head.
Charles Chen took several sips of tea to calm himself down.
A hundred million isn’t a small sum.
"Evan Lin should be here soon. Should we ask what he thinks?" Charles Chen turned to Lucy Lu, hesitated, and finally spoke up.
Lucy Lu took a deep breath and shook her head. "We can ask Xiao Yi what he wants. If he doesn’t want to stay in Jinnan and wants to go back to Brightsea, I can help him transfer. But we can’t take the money, and we absolutely won’t agree to Xuan Ling’s condition."
"No one can force Xiao Yi to do anything just for money. That’s a matter of principle."
As Lucy Lu finished, Charles Chen wanted to interrupt, but Lucy swiftly kicked him under the table. Charles grimaced and swallowed his words.
Hearing Lucy Lu’s words, Quentin Yu, Helen Qi, and Eric Yu all looked confused, secretly thinking Lucy was just putting on airs.
Not taking the money? That’s just dumb. And it’s easy money, too—she’s not being asked to do anything evil.
Linda Guan, on the other hand, paused and studied Lucy Lu’s serious face, her eyes showing rare admiration.
"Ms. Ling told me about you and your character. From this, I can see my suggestion was a bit presumptuous. Sorry about that." Linda Guan smiled slightly, put away the contract, and quietly waited again.
Charles Chen and Lucy Lu weren’t the main targets of her visit.
The atmosphere at the table suddenly turned strange.
Soon after, the door to the Bamboo Room was pushed open from the outside.
"Mom, Dad, Evan Lin is here."
Lynn Chen walked in and headed over.
Her expression had returned to normal. She sat down beside Lucy Lu and Charles Chen, pulling over a chair.
"Aunt Lu, Uncle Chen."
Evan Lin walked up and nodded slightly to Lucy Lu and Charles Chen in greeting.
"Xiao Yi, you’re here. Come, sit over here."
Lucy Lu beamed and helped pull out the chair next to Lynn Chen for him.
This scene didn’t sit well with Quentin Yu and the others across the table.
Helen Qi looked at Evan Lin, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Tsk tsk, long time no see. You look pretty lively for a kid your age. The college entrance exam’s coming up, and you’re not at home studying?"
Eric Yu glared at Evan Lin, but didn’t dare go too far. He’d been beaten before and learned his lesson—now he was a bit timid.
From the moment Evan Lin walked in, Linda Guan’s eyes never left him. When he sat down, she finally spoke: "Hello, let me introduce myself. I’m Linda Guan."
"Evan Lin."
Evan Lin glanced at her, his tone flat.
"Ms. Ling has mentioned you before. I’ve wanted to meet you for a while, and now that I have, you really do look clean-cut and energetic." Linda Guan smiled.
"Xuan Ling sent you to find me?"
Evan Lin kept his tone even as he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.
"Who do you think you are, calling Xuan Ling by name? Where are your manners? Do you even know what Ms. Ling does in Oceanport City!"
Hearing Evan Lin call Xuan Ling by her name, Quentin Yu immediately jumped in, full of disapproval. "Kid, you’re still young, but as an elder, I have to say something."
"Respect for elders is important, always has been. You call Lucy Lu ‘Aunt Lu,’ but Ms. Ling—even if you don’t have the right to call her ‘Aunt,’ you shouldn’t just call her by her name! Didn’t your parents teach you about proper manners?"
Quentin Yu spoke with authority, pressing hard.
"Exactly! Even though Ms. Ling isn’t here, if you mention her, you should call her ‘Ms. Ling!’ How can you just say her name? That’s outrageous!" Helen Qi chimed in, clearly upset.
The two of them were putting on a show for Evan Lin, but also for Charles Chen, Lucy Lu, and especially Linda Guan.
In Jinnan, Xuan Ling doesn’t actually hold much power, but behind her stands Fang Qiuji—the business shark who stirs up all of Oceanport City.
Quentin Yu usually had no access to that level of power, but if he could make a good impression now, maybe he’d get connected.
After all, the market size of Oceanport City and Jinnan are worlds apart. For someone like Xuan Ling, tossing out a hundred million yuan was nothing. People with that kind of wealth and boldness are rare.
Hearing them talk like that...
Linda Guan didn’t speak right away; her gaze was still fixed on Evan Lin.
Lucy Lu looked a bit angry, while Charles Chen just felt awkward.
Eric Yu couldn’t help but smirk, waiting to see how Evan Lin would respond. With Linda Guan here, she represented Xuan Ling—and even Fang Qiuji.
With such powerful backers, no matter how Evan Lin acted up, what could he really do?
Lynn Chen glanced at Evan Lin, gathered her courage, and turned to Linda Guan. "How’s Aunt Ling been lately? And how’s Fang You doing—has she gotten used to Oceanport City yet?"
Lynn Chen was clearly trying to steer the conversation away from Evan Lin.
"Ms. Ling is doing well, and Miss Fang is in good spirits too. Life in Oceanport City suits her, especially now that she isn’t bothered by unrelated people. Every day is fulfilling for her."