Reborn as a heiress, she transforms into a ruthless vengeful woman.

Chapter 189 Trading

Mother Ye said dismissively, "That's all in the past. Your Aunt Chen explained it to me. Besides, Xing Fei is getting married soon, what can she do to your second brother?"

Ye Xinghe muttered to herself, "That mentally ill person is hard to say."

"Second brother, don't dress up too much that day. Just wear whatever you like and don't stand out."

Ye Xingchen rolled his eyes at her and said lazily, "With my looks and figure, what wouldn't I stand out?! Even if I wore a burlap sack, I'd still be a crane among chickens!"

"Of course!" Ye Xinghe looked him up and down. "We were all wearing formal attire that day, and you were wearing a burlap sack. Who else should I look at if not you?!"

Ye Xingchen picked up a cushion and was about to throw it at Ye Xinghe, but she dodged it and it landed on Ye's father instead.

"Ye! Xing! Chen! Are you asking for trouble again?!"

"Dad! I was going to hit her!" Ye Xingchen pointed innocently in Ye Xinghe's direction. "She dodged it, that's why it hit you. Dad, your daughter didn't protect you at all."

Mr. Ye said, "Hitting her is even worse."

"Dad, she provoked me first! Don't you have any sense of reason?"

Ye's father glanced at him and said, "I won't tell."

Ye Xingchen put his hands on his hips and said, "I really can't stay in this house anymore! The favoritism towards girls is too severe. I'm running away from home!"

Ye's father didn't even lift his eyelids. "Goodbye."

Ye Xingchen stood there dumbfounded for a long time before turning to Ye Xingyu and saying, "Brother, are you coming with me?"

Ye Xingyu smiled and shook his head.

Ye Xingchen was so angry that she couldn't stay in the living room any longer and was about to go upstairs to her room when her mother added from behind, "Xingchen, are you packing your luggage? Do you need my help?"

Immediately afterwards, a burst of laughter erupted in the living room, but this laughter was based on Ye Xingchen's pain.

At this moment, Ye Xinghe saw Qiao Lin looking in her direction, so she walked over.

"Miss, we received a message from the alternate account. Ye Mingqi is asking if we have any stock."

After Ye Xinghe started working, she handed over her WeChat side account to Qiao Lin to manage, and all she had to do was post a few updates on Moments every day.

It seems that the fire a few days ago may have destroyed the goods that Ye Mingqi was trying to trade.

Ye Xinghe thought to herself, since Ye Mingqi could find her, it must mean that the situation was very urgent, otherwise he would never have made a deal with a complete stranger.

She lowered her voice and said, "Tell him you have it, and then quote a higher price, three times the market price."

Qiao Lin hesitated for a moment, "Won't this scare him away?"

Ye Xinghe said casually, "What are you worried about? Let them run away, we didn't have any goods anyway."

"Don't be too enthusiastic towards him. Just adopt the attitude that 'take it or leave it, my goods will sell well.'"

“I know Ye Mingqi. The more indifferent you are to him, the more he might trust you.”

Qiao Lin continued, "What if he agrees to this price and wants to buy it? What will happen to the goods then?"

"Then have him transfer the money first, and we'll talk after we get it." Ye Xinghe winked and smiled slyly. "If all else fails, we'll block him as soon as the money arrives!"

"Anyway, this money is all yours, so you can do whatever you want with it."

Following Ye Xinghe's advice, Qiao Lin quoted 50 yuan, which was five times the market price.

Ye Mingqi indeed felt the price was too high and started bargaining with Qiao Lin.

Ye Xinghe sneered, "Ignore him, don't reply. Two hours later, post on your WeChat Moments that it's sold. If he really needs it urgently, he'll definitely contact you again."

Two hours later, Qiao Lin found a photo of "Little Devil" on the forum, photoshopped it, added a mosaic, and posted it on her WeChat Moments.

Just as Ye Xinghe had predicted, Ye Mingqi came to find Qiao Lin again and agreed to the price of 50, but the transaction had to be done in person.

While fiddling with her phone, Ye Xinghe replied, "Tell him that you don't accept face-to-face transactions. For the first transaction, he can pay half the money upfront and the other half upon receiving the goods."

If he doesn't agree, then forget it. There's no need to waste time talking to him.

She was texting Hua Qingmeng, asking if he could give her a lifelike little ghost to bring to work tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, Hua Qingmeng called immediately.

"What do you want that for?"

Ye Xinghe turned on speakerphone and recounted how she had tricked her second uncle.

Hua Qingmeng replied, "No, Ye Mingqi has been in this business for many years. A fake shouldn't fool him. If an investigation finds out and it leads back to you, things will get complicated."

Ye Xinghe joked, "I thought your skills were so superb that you could pass for the real thing, creating a one-to-one replica, and you could enter and leave Siamese temples without any problem!"

At this moment, Qiao Lin said from the side, "Ye Mingqi agreed. He asked me for his bank card number."

Ye Xinghe frowned. "Did you hear that? What are we going to do now? I'm a reputable seller, and I have to ship the goods to him tomorrow."

Hua Qingmeng's tone carried a hint of amusement, "Did you transfer the money? You're still not happy about getting 25 for free? If you really don't like it, just block me."

Qiao Lin sighed and smiled wryly. These two were exactly the same; their solution to the problem was to block each other.

"Be on time for work tomorrow, don't be late. There will be a solution."

Ye Xinghe hung up the phone and saw Qiao Lin still standing there, dumbfounded. "What are you still standing here for? Hasn't the money arrived yet?"

Qiao Lin's expression showed no joy at receiving 25 yuan; instead, he looked rather worried. "Su Nanqing also messaged me. She asked me to have lunch with her tomorrow."

Ye Xinghe, on the other hand, was excited. "Great news! Qiao Lin! You're going to be rich! Money is practically being delivered to your door!"

“But…” Qiao Lin stammered, “She asked me to bring one of your undergarments.”

"What? My underwear?" Ye Xinghe exclaimed in shock, "Why would she want my underwear? Is she a pervert?!"

Qiao Lin handed her the phone so she could see their conversation. "She said she wanted to give you a gift and wanted to know what size you wear. But I don't think it's that simple."

"That's for sure. If she could poison me, she certainly wouldn't be so kind as to give me a gift." Ye Xinghe looked at her phone thoughtfully. She vaguely felt that Su Nanqing was definitely related to that Siamese ghost object.

"Go as usual tomorrow. Don't bring anything, just tell her the size. If she asks, just say it's hard to carry and you only peeked at the size."

Qiao Lin nodded, took back his phone, but didn't leave, staring intently at Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe felt uncomfortable under her gaze. "Qiao Lin, what's wrong with you today? Where did your usual quick wit go?"

Qiao Lin glanced sideways at Ye Xinghe's chest. "I was just wondering what size she was talking about."

Ye Xinghe covered her chest with her hands, "Just tell her 32D."