He won 900 million in the lottery.

I gently patted her back and coaxed her softly, "It's alright, it's okay now. Look at your family's traditional liniment for bruises, it really works quite well."

Zhou Minyi was still sobbing, her tears falling like a broken string of pearls, showing no signs of stopping.

I sighed helplessly and teased her on purpose: "Alright, you beat me up like this and I didn't even complain. Anyone else would have made a scene. You should be secretly happy."

"snort!"

She let out a soft groan, her lips curving slightly upwards, but I managed to make her stop crying.

Her sofa was very wide, so I moved over a bit—she must have been exhausted from squatting on the floor for so long.

Sure enough, Zhou Minyi stood up and sat down next to me. Her hands were still covered in medicated wine, and she continued to gently rub my injured area.

As the pain gradually subsided, my mind began to wander.

Zhou Minyi was already extremely beautiful, with an air of haughtiness that kept strangers at bay. Now, sitting close to me, her faint fragrance lingered around my nose, making me feel a little distracted.

More importantly, I had nowhere to put my hands!

My arms had been numb from supporting my body for so long. I tried to move them around a bit, but I found that she was too close and I couldn't put them back in their original position.

After hesitating for a moment, I could only gently wrap my arms around her waist, resting my arms naturally on the sofa armrests, without daring to make any other movements.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was too ambiguous, the air became hot, and you could feel the people around you getting hotter.

"Behave yourself!" Zhou Minyi's voice carried a hint of coquettishness, but also a hint of warning.

Upon hearing this, I instinctively tightened my arms a little, but didn't dare to cross the line. Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but my mind completely relaxed, and the sweet fragrance lingering around my nose stirred something within me.

Unfortunately, one of my wounds was near my waist, and when she rubbed it there, I couldn't help but groan.

Zhou Minyi tried to stand up and change her position, but I gently wrapped my arms around her. She was probably afraid of touching my wound, so she made a symbolic struggle twice and then stopped moving.

"Hehe." I chuckled softly, my fingers lightly resting on her waist, not daring to move.

"Tianyi, don't do this." Her voice softened, carrying a hint of barely perceptible shyness.

The atmosphere was just right, and following the force of my hand, she leaned slightly against my shoulder, her hair gently brushing against my neck, tickling me.

Just then—

"hiss--!"

I accidentally moved, which aggravated my wound, and a sharp pain instantly shattered all the romance.

Zhou Minyi seemed to be startled awake by the cry of pain, instantly becoming alert. Seeing my grimacing expression, she couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Haha, serves you right for moving around!"

I was anxious and helpless, my cheeks burning, I didn't know if it was from the alcohol or from embarrassment. After all, I already had an injury, and now that it was being aggravated, it was like adding insult to injury.

Zhou Minyi curled the corners of her lips, her eyes carrying a hint of mockery: "Are you feeling unwell?"

I nodded honestly.

"If you know it hurts, don't move around." She reached out and gently pressed the skin around my wound, her movements becoming much gentler.

With a hint of grievance, I softly called out, "Nuonuo..."

Zhou Minyi's body trembled involuntarily, and her ears turned bright red instantly.

"Nuonuo" is her nickname, which only her parents and I know. During our years from high school to college, I always liked to call her that when we flirted.

My hand gently stroked her back, the movement tender and soothing. She followed my touch and slowly leaned into my arms, no longer struggling.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Minyi struggled to her feet, trying to sneak away, but I mischievously grabbed her hand and wouldn't let go.

She turned her head away in a huff, but eventually sighed helplessly and stopped struggling. She just sat down next to me with a flushed face and rubbed my arm.

"Haha." I laughed triumphantly.

"Hmph, I hate you so much." She said reproachfully, but there wasn't much anger in her voice.

As the night deepened, a wave of exhaustion washed over me. It was already past midnight, and I simply couldn't stay awake any longer.

Nuonuo helped me to bed to rest. My eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and I fell into a deep sleep the moment I lay down.

The next morning, I had a splitting headache—the red wine from last night was really strong, and my throat was parched.

Turning my head, I saw a glass of warm water on the bedside table. I picked it up and drank it all in one gulp before I had the energy to look around the bedroom.

The room was decorated exquisitely and warmly, clearly Zhou Minyi's boudoir, but she had already gone to work.

A gust of wind blew by, and I suddenly felt a little chilly. Looking down, I realized that I was wearing a clean set of cotton loungewear. I guess Zhou Minyi disliked my smell of alcohol and took my clothes to wash, and specially found a set that fit me to change into.

Looking at her injuries, they were much better than last night. Her family's ancestral liniment for treating injuries was indeed living up to its reputation.

Just then, my phone vibrated. It was a WeChat message from Liu Haitao: "They've notified us that we won the bid."

I replied "Okay" and put my phone away.

There's one more thing to do today—help Qiuya's mother get the payment back.

It's actually quite simple. The best way to deal with those liars who love to make empty promises is to offer them an even bigger one, so they'll willingly jump in.

Qiuya understands business administration, but when it comes to business maneuvering skills, she is still far from proficient.

Fortunately, I couldn't go out for the next three days anyway, so I could focus on dealing with this matter [my previous injury hadn't fully healed, and it hurt even to move].

I sent Qiuya a WeChat message: "Tell your mom not to reply to their messages or answer their calls. Let them ignore you for a day." [Take the initiative and seize control.]

The next morning, Qiuya sent a message: "I ignored them all day yesterday, but they sent me a WeChat message today, urging me to ship the goods."

I asked, "How much do they sell vermicelli and dried bean curd for per pound online now?"

Qiuya quickly replied: "The vermicelli is 7 yuan and the dried bean curd is 6 yuan. That's the price my mom gives them. Plus the 1.3 yuan shipping fee, they're actually losing money."

"That's good," I replied. "Tell them you've just received a large batch of raw materials. The cost of the vermicelli is about 5.5 yuan per liter, and the dried bean curd sticks are 4.5 yuan per liter, but you need 20 million yuan in cash to stock up. You're currently raising the money and hope they can settle part of the payment first." [Draw a small promise first, using a low price to pique their interest.]

Qiuya hesitated, "They won't even give two million, asking for twenty million seems a bit outrageous, doesn't it?"

"Don't worry, they'll definitely refuse," I reassured them. "After they refuse, don't reply; let it sit for another day."

I know perfectly well that e-commerce platforms have strict delivery deadlines; if goods are sold but not shipped, the platform will impose fines. My goal is to make them anxious, so that they not only fail to recoup their initial investment but also have to pay the fines.

On the morning of the third day, Qiuya sent another message: "The other party replied and is willing to pay 100 million yuan upfront."

"Not enough," I replied immediately. "Have someone film a video of purchasing raw materials, and have the person in the video say that these raw materials are cheap, that many people are scrambling to buy them, and that if they don't pay by this afternoon, this batch will be pre-ordered by someone else." [A common tactic—creating a sense of scarcity to force them to expedite the process]

Ten minutes later, Qiuya sent a message: "The other party said it's okay if they don't have any stock, they can send some goods to help us out first."

"Send them a video of the loading process, and tell them to send them three truckloads first, at the new supply price," I instructed. "Also, tell them that if they can't order the raw materials today, the subsequent 8 million worth of goods will still have to be supplied at the original price." [Create a psychological gap to disrupt their judgment]

One truckload of goods costs about 300,000, and three truckloads would cost exactly 900,000, which is just equivalent to the 1 million they just paid. This would reassure them and further whet their appetite.

Half an hour later, Qiuya sent another message: "The other party said they can only send another 100 million, saying that they don't have enough funds on their end either."

"Let them wait and see," I replied. "It's only 2 p.m., we have plenty of time to waste."

At 3:30 p.m., Qiuya sent a message with a hint of urgency: "They're getting anxious. They're asking how much it will cost before they'll supply the goods, otherwise they won't order from us anymore."

"The ultimate move." I replied with a smile, "Film another video saying that a minimum deposit of 400 million is required, with the remaining 1600 million to be paid within a month. Tell them to pay another 400 million, and the remaining 1600 million will be settled on time next month. We'll then ship them 2000 million worth of goods in one go, still at the new cost price." [Offering the ultimate bait, using a huge order and low price that they can't refuse.]

Fifteen minutes later, Qiuya sent a message, sounding somewhat incredulous: "They agreed! They've already transferred 4 million!"

I smiled and replied, "How could they possibly disagree?"

Originally, they wanted to swindle 1000 million yuan, but they would still have to bear the cost of the loss; now, 2000 million yuan worth of goods are being delivered to their door, and if they sell them at their prices, they can make a profit. They simply cannot refuse such a good deal.