Chapter 86: If You Don't Speak, I'll Punch Your Chest with My Tiny Fist!

"Hey! I said, kid, why don't you want to get a proper job? All you do is cleaning! If you've got time, why don't we dig up a few graves?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to unearth some treasures and make a fortune?"

"I still don't understand what you're up to! If I didn't know you well, I'd think you were possessed by some evil spirit!"

Fatty Wang spoke while stuffing his mouth with food.

"Don't worry about it. I have my reasons, and I won't do anything to harm you," Angkor replied calmly.

"Of course, you wouldn't! We've been through life-and-death situations together!" Fatty Wang grinned, slapping Angkor's shoulder with his greasy hand.

Angkor's face darkened in disgust. "Get your greasy paws off me!"

"Ahh, what's the big deal? A little touch won't make you lose a piece of flesh!"

After finishing their meal, Angkor suddenly said, "Fatty, I need to talk to you about something."

"What is it? Spill it!"

"Tomorrow, I'll be bringing my company's boss here. When he arrives, you need to take out the best stuff from our shop."

"Haha! You found a buyer? Angkor, you're really something! You actually managed to get a deal!" Fatty Wang's eyes lit up. "I heard you're working at Lin's Investment Company. Right now, the prodigal son of the Lin family is in charge. That guy is loaded but not too bright. I should take this chance to rip him off!"

Hearing this, Angkor was shaken as memories from his past life flooded in.

He quickly warned, "Don't even think about selling him fake goods. He's sharp. You must use real antiques!"

"Fine, I'll bring out the real stuff, but I'm charging him sky-high prices!"

"No, sell them at a discount—act like you don't know their actual worth."

"Are you crazy?" Fatty Wang jumped up, staring at him in disbelief. "You want me to sell real antiques at a loss? Who in their right mind would do that? Are you out of your mind?"

Angkor forced a bitter smile. He knew Fatty Wang would scold him, but he had no choice.

Over 99.99% of the antiques sold on this old street were fakes, expertly crafted to deceive customers. Finding an actual treasure here was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Bringing Lin Beifan here wasn't just about making a quick buck—it was about proving his worth and gaining his trust.

If Lin Beifan managed to buy authentic antiques at a bargain, he'd feel like he'd won big, which would highlight Angkor's value.

But if Lin Beifan ended up buying fakes or found nothing worth purchasing, Angkor wouldn't be able to demonstrate his talent at all. That would make the whole trip meaningless.

So, after much thought, Angkor decided to sacrifice his own interests.

"I'm not crazy," he said seriously. "I'm thinking clearly. This is really important to me. Fatty, please do this for me. Once this deal is done, I'll dig up a few more tombs and make back whatever I lost. What do you say?"

Fatty Wang sighed and sat back down. "Alright, alright! You're my best buddy—who else would I help if not you? But let me be clear: I'm not selling my biggest treasures."

"That's fine. Just bring out some smaller items." Angkor nodded.

At most, it would cost him a few million, which he could afford.

If spending three million could bring him one step closer to Lin Beifan, it was a worthwhile investment.

"Also, you have to act like you don't know me. Understand?"

Fatty Wang frowned. "Angkor, what exactly are you up to?"

"Just do as I say! I promise it won't harm you."

Deep inside, Angkor thought to himself: Fatty, let me bear this alone. You just keep being the carefree guy you are.

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The next day, Angkor arrived at the entrance of the old street to meet Lin Beifan.

To his surprise, Lin Beifan wasn't alone—he was accompanied by a stunning beauty.

From a distance, they looked like a perfect couple.

"Mr. Lin, you're here early!"

"Brother Wu, you're early too. You're looking sharp!"

Lin Beifan smiled and introduced the woman beside him. "Let me introduce someone to you. This is my girlfriend, Song Yuqing, the president of Song's Hospital. She heard we were coming here and was really interested, so I brought her along!"

Angkor stared at the gorgeous woman before him.

In his past life, she had been engaged to a genius doctor, but Lin Beifan had stolen her away.

Among all the women around Lin Beifan, Song Yuqing was the least known and the most low-key. However, she was the one who quietly managed everything behind the scenes and was the most important woman in Lin Beifan's life.

"Ms. Song, nice to meet you! My name is Angkor, but you can just call me Xiao Wu. To be honest, you're so beautiful, like a fairy. You and Mr. Lin make a perfect couple!"

"Thank you! You have such a sweet tongue!" Song Yuqing laughed.

"Mr. Lin, everyone's here. Shall we go in?"

"Not yet—there's one more person coming!"

"Huh? Who else?"

At that moment, a familiar, cheerful voice rang out from a distance:

"President Lin! Xiao Wu! I'm here!"

Angkor turned his head and saw a plump, brightly dressed woman bounding toward them like an elephant on the run.

Lin Beifan grinned. "The person I was talking about is Mama Liu!"

Angkor's face twisted in horror. "Mr. Lin, why did you bring Mama Liu?!"

"My girlfriend and I came as a couple, so it wouldn't be fair to leave you alone. I thought I'd invite Mama Liu to keep you company. Isn't it a pleasant surprise?" Lin Beifan beamed.

Angkor: ...Surprise my ass!

This wasn't a surprise—this was pure terror!

"No need to thank me! We Gadas always strive to help others!" Lin Beifan continued.

Angkor: I'd rather you didn't!

By then, Mama Liu had already caught up to them.

"Good morning, Mr. Lin! Good morning, Ms. Song! And Xiao Wu... good morning to you too!" Mama Liu said shyly. "It's been 18 hours since we last saw each other. Did you miss me? Hee hee..."

Angkor: "Ugh..."

"I missed you too! Why don't we just live together? My son says he doesn't mind!"

Angkor: "Blegh..."

"Say something! If you don't, I'll punch your chest with my tiny fist!"

Angkor: "Ughhh..."

Lin Beifan waved his hand. "Mama Liu, we're off work now, so relax! Let's all act like friends!"

With that, Lin Beifan naturally took Song Yuqing's hand.

And Angkor… was grabbed by Mama Liu.

Two "couples" strolled into the old street together.