Ai Zhaojiang's Humble Way Of Helping

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows suspiciously hearing the landlord and Ai Zhaojiang's explanation. "Really?"

The last time Ai Zhaojiang was questioned was at a teaching seminar. He stood on the stage and argued with the scholars and professors, making them speechless.

At this moment, facing a mere freshman like Luo Feng, he felt guilty and needed to ask the landlord for help.

How could he not want to tell the truth to Ai Tingya? How could he not want to wave his hand and point out the shop in a prime location to Ai Tingya?

Even though the Ai family was not super rich, they had been from a scholarly family for generations and had accumulated a considerable amount of wealth. Even though the shop that Luo Feng and Tingya had their eyes on was not under the Ai family's name, they could still afford the penalty.

The landlord was also quite polite on account of the professor.