Daily Intelligence System: Financial Independence-Chapter 180 - 128: Patek Philippe Steps In, Pickle Jar Secured!

Old Lü’s face instantly brightened after hearing Jiang Tao’s dinner invite.

He had just been pretending to be angry a moment ago.

"Alright, it’s settled then. Tomorrow evening at 6, Bai Gezhuang New Village District, Building 28, Apartment 1601."

"Forget it, tomorrow I’ll drive over myself to pick you and Aunt Ma up. How’s that for sincerity?"

"Haha, kid, you learned the ropes fast! In that case, I won’t be polite—I’ll wait at home with Xiao Mei for you to pick us up!"

Lü Qian wasn’t shy with Jiang Tao at all. If there’s a free car ride, who would choose to grab a taxi!

"Sounds good! It’s settled then. I’ll run upstairs to grab a couple things and get ready to head out. Rooster is great for health, eat as much as you can!"

Jiang Tao shot Lü Qian a look only men would understand, then turned and walked in smiling.

"Damn brat, your brother has no idea why rooster is supposed to be so nourishing."

Lü Qian laughed and cursed at Jiang Tao’s disappearing figure, getting back to his chicken. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Jiang Tao headed upstairs and unlocked the door to his rented room.

He pulled out a jar of Daughter Red Wine from under the bed, stuck it in a paper shopping bag, and headed back downstairs with it.

"Brother Lü, I’m really taking away this pickle jar, just so you know. Don’t go regretting it."

Jiang Tao stopped in front of the pickle jar, cracking a joke to Lü Qian.

Lü Qian laughed and cursed, "Hurry up and get out with it, I’m sick of seeing you."

"Thanks! I won’t be polite then."

Jiang Tao thanked Lü Qian again, bent down, and lifted the pickle jar off the ground.

This thing looks pretty big, but since it’s hollow inside, it probably weighs only fifty or sixty pounds at most.

For a young guy like Jiang Tao, that’s nothing.

He strutted down the narrow lanes of the city village carrying the pickle jar like he owned the place.

He drew plenty of curious glances along the way.

These old-style pickle jars are almost never seen nowadays.

Jiang Tao ignored all the staring and lugged the jar to where his car was parked.

He opened the trunk, carefully set the jar on an old curtain inside.

"Man, haven’t done any manual labor in ages, and just this got me a bit tired."

Jiang Tao rubbed his shoulder, sore from carrying the jar, finally feeling some relief.

He pulled out his phone to check the time—already 6:10.

Less than two hours left till dinner with Du Enan.

Out here with everyone watching, Jiang Tao didn’t want to fuss with the pickle jar too much.

He shut the trunk and drove back to Bai Gezhuang District to pick up Xu Li and the others.

On the way home, Jiang Tao called Xu Li and told her about Du Enan inviting them for dinner.

When Jiang Tao got home, Xu Li was still in the bedroom fretting over what to wear.

"Daddy~ you’re back! Mama says you’re taking us out for a fancy dinner tonight, right?"

Jiang Xue spotted Jiang Tao coming in, ran over and grabbed his big hand, eyes sparkling with excitement.

Jiang Tao reached out to ruffle Jiang Xue’s little head, saying:

"Yep, tonight Aunt Du is treating us, giving us a welcome dinner. When you see Aunt Du later, you have to remember your manners, okay?"

"Got it, got it! Teacher Jiang always tells us to be polite and behave."

"Mama said this Aunt Du is a big beauty, is that true, Daddy?"

"She’s pretty alright, but no one’s as beautiful as your mom. Your mom’s the prettiest woman for miles and miles."

Jiang Xue frowned, "Why does that sound kind of familiar?"

"Oh~ I remember now, that’s Lady Shi Ji’s line from Nezha, right?"

"Mama, Mama, Daddy says you’re Lady Shi Ji from Nezha~"

Watching his little leakproof cotton jacket waddle off with her short legs to snitch on him, Old Jiang was speechless.

What good is this tiny traitor, really!