Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Chapter 389: Making Money is Hard


Forget it, today I scrounged quite a bit of money from the Ouyang Family, so let's just consider this medicine a gift. Zhu Bufan comforted himself as best as he could, otherwise, he would seriously lose it on the spot.

A whole bunch of clever people got played by me, and in the end, I got tricked by this bimbo with nothing upstairs! Am I really less intelligent than her?

I must say, Shao Meiru has quite the patience. With all her hard work, she managed to count this big bundle of small bills, totaling 8888 yuan. Pretty auspicious that number. But Zhu Bufan is finding it more and more irksome to look at it now!

"Meiru, just keep this little sum of money, consider it that I bought some supplements for your mother!" Zhu Bufan is now throwing his weight around with his wealth, sounding much more arrogant than before. But this lad evidently overlooked a highly critical issue, and that is "Extreme joy turns to sorrow!"

"How could I possibly accept this..."

Shao Meiru didn't finish her sentence when Zhu Bufan's cellphone rang. He immediately pulled out his phone and saw that it was his master calling from hundreds of miles away.

Zhu Bufan motioned for Shao Meiru to keep quiet and answered the call with utmost respect: "Hello, master, what made you think of me? I was just preparing to visit you in a couple of days, heh."

"Cut the crap, how's the task I set for you? Send me 1 million by tonight, I need it urgently," came a rough male voice from the phone, its tone clearly annoyed.

"Master, please don't rush me, didn't you give me a year to make 1 million? It hasn't even been a month yet, why the hurry? I promise to earn it within a year!"

The voice on the phone shifted immediately: "Zhu Bufan, I've come across a treasure over here that could be hugely beneficial for both of our cultivations. If you can manage to get your hands on it, that would be fantastic. If you have the money, send some over to me; if not, never mind, must be my fate not to have it."

"Oh, really?" Zhu Bufan asked seriously: "Is this thing really that important to you, master?"

"It's more than just important. This thing could help me break through my bottleneck. If I obtain it, I could live another ten years at least. So, important or not?"

"Alright, how much do you need, master?"

"499,900 yuan. They're asking for 500,000, but I happen to have just 100 yuan on me, you see..."

"Wait for me, I'm heading to the bank to transfer 500,000 to you right away, it'll be in your account in two hours, just wait for me!"

"Really? You actually struck it rich? In that case, send me 1 million. Widow Zhao from the village head mentioned wanting a diamond ring, and I really am running short on..."

"Okay, okay, we'll talk about future matters in the future. When I have the money, I will definitely give it to you, rest assured, master. Gotta hang up now." Zhu Bufan was too lazy to listen to the old man's ramblings and quickly ended the call.

FAR away in a deep mountain, a bare-chested man around 50 years old flung his mobile phone onto the sofa and angrily said, "You've got some sense, kid, at least you know how to honor your master. Otherwise, I would have to disassemble your bones this time!"

At the other end of the sofa, a glamorous woman immediately retorted, "Shen Dayou, who are you planning to break the bones of? Little Yi hasn't been in Xiangshan City for over half a month and he's already made 500,000 for you, aren't you satisfied? You're really treating him like he works himself to death huh, you!"

"Hehe, Xiao Lan, you just don't understand. I raised Zhu Bufan with my own hands, and the relationship between us is not something you can fully grasp. Let's go, we're about to have money. I'll immediately go to the town to buy that house for you, and after that, we'll leave this poor ravine to become city folks, hahaha!"

"You, always not serious, even scamming Zhu Bufan! Humph." The glamorous woman playfully tapped the man's nose with annoyance, and chided him. Yet she habitually snuggled into the man's embrace once again.

"Haha, that's what you don't understand. Once we buy a house in the town, you would want to be with me every day. With such a good mood, my lifespan would naturally extend…perhaps for more than a decade. How did I ever bamboozle the kid?" The man rebutted without a blush or pant, as he didn't consider anything he said as a lie!

Zhu Bufan hurried down the stairs, at the savings office across the community, transferring all 500,000 from his account. From then on, Zhu Bufan once again plummeted from a "rich man" to a poor wretch.

Strictly speaking, he still had the 8,888 yuan given by Ouyang Feiyu, but he had already verbally promised to use it to buy supplements for Liu Ying, so that money didn't belong to him now.

Shao Meiru stubbornly followed Zhu Bufan to the savings office, watching with wide eyes as Zhu Bufan transferred away the 500,000 yuan, nearly bursting into tears in a hurry, yet too embarrassed to say more.

After all, the money belonged to Zhu Bufan, and he was in such a rush to transfer it because, it was said, to save his master's life. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so agitated.

While the money was gone, in Shao Meiru's heart, her respect for Zhu Bufan had risen considerably.

"Bufan, is everything okay with your uncle? If there's something wrong, I suggest…we should go see him together, what do you think?" Shao Meiru intended to say that Bufan should go back and check, but the words that came out unexpectedly changed to "we".

This greatly pleased Zhu Bufan; the girl clearly started treating him like a "man".

"No need, my master's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, he won't die from this little problem, let's go back."

The impetuous Shao Meiru couldn't help but stick out her tongue. How spiteful could this kid be? That's your master after all; couldn't you leave him some dignity without it killing you? As soon as they entered the house, Shao Meiru handed back the bag of cash on the sofa to Zhu Bufan, softly saying, "Bufan, you should take this money back for now, I haven't even finished spending the 400 yuan you gave me today, you can give me more when it's gone."

Shao Meiru's words undoubtedly boosted Zhu Bufan's ego a lot. Knowing Bufan was now penniless, as a man, it was inevitably crucial to have money in his pocket.

"No need, keep the money for your mother to buy supplements. I have my ways of making money, don't worry. In a few days, I'll have earned back that 500,000, just you wait and see!" Zhu Bufan's words were filled with bold promises, but unfortunately, they were somewhat lacking in confidence.

Whether it would be possible to encounter a business like the Ouyang family's again was indeed questionable. Once the medicine is returned, Ouyang Feiyu's illness would be cured, and there would be no way to extract money from Ouyang Feiyu afterwards. Might even have to go back to setting up a street stall.

"Sigh, earning money is for the future, but it's not okay to be without money in your pocket for now. Take it, and you can give it back to me when you have money later." Shao Meiru insisted on giving the money to Zhu Bufan.

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