Chapter 800 — Is There Really Anyone?
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With Mama Tang going, though, and without Tang Zhi there as a link between them, Wei Zhao did feel rather awkward. It was not that he disliked Mama Tang as a person — only that she was, frankly, a little too mercenary, and Wei Zhao had never quite grown used to it.
Still, he understood her. Papa Tang's legs were broken, and Mama Tang had single-handedly raised a family for all these years. A deep-rooted, money-first set of values had taken hold in her heart. To change her was hardly realistic, and Wei Zhao had no intention of trying.
What Wei Zhao liked was Tang Zhi, not Mama Tang. If Mama Tang liked money, then give her some money — to Wei Zhao it was no more than a drop from a bucket.
Gu Mengyao's Audi S5 clearly could not seat so many people, so Wei Zhao asked Fatty Lai to send a car over to pick up Mama Tang and Tang Zhi. He had not expected Fatty Lai to drive over himself, first to collect Tang Zhi, then to collect Mama Tang.
Wei Zhao smiled wryly. Fatty Lai was being far too eager — there was no guaranteeing sharp-eyed Mama Tang would not spot something off.
When Xiaofen's mother saw Fatty Lai, the boss, she grew somewhat stiff and ill at ease. Kang *** and Xiaofen, however, had met Fatty Lai before — had even seen him groveling and weeping at Wei Zhao's feet — and so held no particular awe of him.
"What sort of apartment are you looking for?" Fatty Lai greeted Kang *** and Xiaofen warmly, then asked Xiaofen's mother.
"I... I was just wondering if there's anything a little cheaper — even a bad spot at the tail end of the block would do..." Xiaofen's mother spoke rather stiffly. She had assumed that once she arrived she would have to plead and pull strings and impose on someone before she could buy this kind of cut-rate housing, yet to her surprise the man sent to receive her had been so courteous and generous.
"This... is there?" Fatty Lai turned his head to look at Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao was so furious he nearly kicked Fatty Lai. "Whether there is or not, what are you looking at me for?"
"Uh... so this one can be arranged, then?" Wei Zhao had not explained things very clearly before, and Fatty Lai was not quite certain whether Wei Zhao wanted to help Xiaofen's mother or not. To Fatty Lai's way of thinking, a single apartment was a small enough matter, but souring Wei Zhao's mood over it would be a real disaster.
Fatty Lai knew that Wei Zhao was not someone who much liked helping others. Back then, for all his weeping and pleading, Wei Zhao had refused to help him; if not for his own perseverance, how could he ever have become Wei Zhao's underling?
So now that Xiaofen's mother was angling for an apartment, Fatty Lai had to seek Wei Zhao's opinion first.
Xiaofen's mother, however, was left dumbfounded by Fatty Lai. "Ah? Mr. Lai, is there or isn't there..."
"There is, isn't there?" Tang Zhi, seeing Fatty Lai's put-upon look, could not help covering her mouth and giggling.
"There is, of course there is!" Seeing that even Tang Zhi said there was, Fatty Lai concluded there must be, and gave a hearty laugh. "I was just trying to think whether there was or not, wasn't I? I've got too much on my plate these days — I can't keep it all straight."
"That's wonderful!" Xiaofen's mother, hearing that there were still discount apartments to be had, was overjoyed at once and asked eagerly, "Where are they? Could you take me to have a look?"
"Of course, let's go — we'll head over right now!" Fatty Lai nodded and agreed.
Mother Tang looked at Fatty Lai with a thoughtful air, then at Wei Zhao and her daughter. There was something going on here! There most certainly was! She had already sensed something off back when the apartment was being bought, and today she felt it even more strongly.