My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Chapter 15: Old Madam

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Lu Lingche sneered coldly, the truth was, he could have fixed the video himself.

However, it would have been a waste of his time, dealing with such a trivial matter didn’t warrant his personal attention, thus he delegated this task to his assistant to find a specialist for it.

He was well aware of the market price.

“One million for a video restoration? Thinking I’m a cash cow? Are all the specialists nowadays this shameless and greedy? Tell him, eighty thousand.”

Upon hearing the new price Yuanshan reported, Yan Xing felt as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to regain his senses for a good while.

Eighty thousand?

What kind of miser was he dealing with on the other side? His attempt to raise the price had backfired, resulting in a price reduction instead?!

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xing wore an uncomfortable look: “Qiao Yin, the client thinks we’re intentionally overpricing and has slashed the price down to eighty thousand.”

Qiao Yin was shocked: “What?”

Yan Xing sounded a bit resentful: “Why did you quote such a high price? We could have made a hundred thousand, now it’s merely eighty thousand.”

Qiao Yin knit her brows: “Manager Yan, you should know, a hundred thousand is already pretty cheap! This video is particularly challenging to restore, requiring a lot of time and high-level skills!”

“Enough said, don’t delve into these useless things. While the client is a shrewd businessman, they’re now only willing to pay eighty thousand, are you ok with it? Because if you’re not, we won’t even get that eighty thousand.”

Qiao Yin could only bite the bullet and say: “Fine!”

This wasn’t just about the money, even if she wasn’t paid for the video, she would still have to fix it because her own reputation was on the line.

A rueful smile crept into her thoughts, how could she forget Lu Lingche was a member of the Lu family? The family was born with a knack for business, otherwise, they wouldn’t have elevated their corporation to its present scale.

Lu Lingche’s business acumen was especially impressive, merely overshadowed by his older brother before.

More importantly, she never anticipated that Young Master Lu, CEO of Shengling Group, would actually haggle over twenty thousand, when he easily spent hundreds of thousands on a tailored suit.

Engulfed in a moment of confusion, Qiao Yin couldn’t help but understand that she didn’t truly know Lu Lingche after all.

She shook her head, chased away the thoughts about Lu Lingche, and immersed herself in work.

Time always flew by quickly whenever she was engrossed in work, unbeknownst to her, evening had arrived.

Just when she was preparing to go home after work, she received a call from Old Madam Lu.

The old lady invited her over for dinner.

Qiao Yin obliged.

Since marrying into the Lu family three months ago, the old madam was the only one who showed her warmth and support. It was only good manners that she ought to inform the old lady in person about her impending divorce with Lu Lingche.

However, to Qiao Yin’s surprise, Lu Lingche was also there when she arrived.

He was sitting next to the old madam, still retaining his handsome and exalted demeanor, peeling chestnuts with his slender fingers.

Qiao Yin took a moment to adjust her emotions before putting on a sweet smile: “Grandma, I’m here. It smells so delicious, what have you cooked?”

Old Madam Lu was overjoyed at Qiao Yin’s arrival: “Yinyin, come over here quickly! I’ve had the chef make roast pigeon, it’s about ready. Lingche’s even peeled some sugar roasted chestnuts for you. Come and eat!”

Qiao Yin was surprised, so they were being peeled for her.

However, judging from Lu Lingche’s appearance, he didn’t seem to have peeled them willingly. It was more likely that he was made to do so by the old madam.

She didn’t expose him but instead, wore a smile as she walked over and sat down by the old madam’s other side.

Old Madam Lu nudged Lu Lingche: “Go, sit next to your wife. It’ll be easier for her to reach the chestnuts.”

Lu Lingche cast an indifferent glance at Qiao Yin, noting her still cheerful demeanor as if the person who threw a file at him in outrage yesterday was not her.

He got to his feet, picked up the plate of chestnuts and moved over to Qiao Yin’s side.

Sitting so close to him, Qiao Yin could even smell his faint wooden scent..