My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 28 The Weight of Grandfather's Estate

Lu Yuan returned home before dinner.

"We're back! Time to eat!"

Chen Xiaomiao placed two dishes and a soup on the table, took off her apron and sat down: "The soup is quite delicious today, drink more of it."

"okay."

Lu Yuan had just picked up his chopsticks when he suddenly sensed a subtle tension in the atmosphere.

He noticed that Chen Xiaomiao would glance at him from time to time, and besides her usual shyness, there seemed to be a hint of...strangeness in her eyes.

Lu Yuan himself couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong with it.

After dinner, Lu Yuan helped clear the dishes: "I have to go to school again tomorrow, Monday. Take care of yourself at home. As always, if anything happens, call me immediately."

"Yes, I know!"

While washing the dishes, Chen Xiaomiao asked curiously, "What did Lu Yuan study at school?"

"Ugh!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan sighed, his face filled with utter despair – “Civil Engineering.”

"Civil engineering?"

Chen Xiaomiao pressed further, "Is it for building houses for people?"

Lu Yuan gave a wry smile: "I would like to build a house, but these days it's a problem whether there are even houses left for me to build."

"So your school teaches people how to build houses?"

"No, not really... seeing patients and being a doctor, doing accounting and managing money, as well as writing articles, painting, singing and dancing... all sorts of things, there are many more."

Over the next few minutes, Lu Yuan tried his best to explain to Chen Xiaomiao the concept of a modern comprehensive university, as well as the difference between the college entrance examination and the ancient imperial examination.

Chen Xiaomiao listened intently, her mouth slightly open, her face full of longing.

Although her master was a Taoist priest, he was a scholar who had passed the imperial examinations, so he inevitably instilled in Chen Xiaomiao the idea that "all other professions are inferior, only studying is superior."

"Can I go and take a look at your university?"

Lu Yuan scratched his head with a troubled expression: "This is a bit troublesome. Outsiders need to make an appointment on their mobile phones to enter the school and can only enter by swiping their ID cards..."

"Oh……"

Chen Xiaomiao lowered her head listlessly.

It's that same card again.

According to Lu Yuan, without the card, she will have problems with everything from taking a bus and staying in a hotel to getting medical treatment. Right now, she can't even go to school to visit anyone...

Lu Yuan comforted him, "Don't worry, it can be resolved eventually, there's no rush."

But he himself was also struggling with how to resolve Chen Xiaomiao's identity issue.

We can't let her stay at home as an unregistered resident for the rest of her life...

As night deepened, Chen Xiaomiao had already washed up and gone to bed, while Lu Yuan was still in the study doing accounts.

After lending out 20,000 yuan, coupled with the pressing mortgage payment, I suddenly found myself in a tight spot.

With two mouths to feed, the various living expenses are considerable, so we need to carefully plan for the next two months.

For some reason, Lu Yuan felt that he could make do with whatever he wanted, but he didn't want to shortchange Chen Xiaomiao on her quality of life.

If all else fails, cash out some of Mom's funds...

Just as Lu Yuan was scrimping and saving for money, his phone screen suddenly lit up; it was an unknown number.

Lu Yuan glanced at it, then pressed the speakerphone button to answer: "Hello, who is this?"

"Hello, Mr. Lu Yuan, this is Lin Ling. I contacted you a few days ago."

A familiar female voice came from the other end of the phone, still maintaining a respectful and polite tone.

Lu Yuan frowned: "Why is it you again?"

"Mr. Lu Yuan, I hope I can take a little of your valuable time to tell you about the general situation of Mr. Chen Shu's estate."

“I have no interest in my grandfather’s estate. Do whatever you want with it. If you really can’t handle it, just donate it.”

"Donated?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a long, helpless sigh.

Then Lin Ling began to explain to Lu Yuan in a calm and unhurried manner.

"Mr. Lu, you may not have a clear understanding of the scale of the assets left by Mr. Chen. This is not something that can be easily resolved by simply saying 'donated'."

"Donating such a large sum of assets involves complicated procedures, a high level of public scrutiny, and ongoing management and oversight issues, all of which will bring you far more trouble than you can imagine and will continue to cause." She paused, seemingly organizing her thoughts for more precise language.

"First of all, my country has a very clear Charity Law. With such a large donation, how should it be donated, and to whom? How can we ensure that the funds are used effectively? How can we establish a long-term supervision mechanism?"
These responsibilities and obligations will ultimately fall on your shoulders as the legal heir, and cannot be shirked by simply saying "it was donated".

Moreover, some of Mr. Chen's assets are overseas, making the legal and tax issues involved in cross-border donations even more complex!

Finally, Lin Ling took a deep breath and pleaded almost humbly.

“Mr. Lu, I sincerely admire your noble character! But properly handling this legacy and allowing it to play a greater social role may be the more responsible choice for all parties.”

A barrage of technical terms and logical chains came crashing down on Lu Yuan, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

Good grief, does not inheriting an estate mean being irresponsible to society?

Lu Yuan scratched his head in frustration: "You rich people's world is too complicated. I don't understand it, and I don't want to understand it! Anyway, I just have one thing to say—I'm not interested!"

The sword of Damocles, which says he will be punished by heaven and bring disaster to his descendants, is still hanging over his head. No matter how much money he has, he has to be alive to spend it!

“Mr. Lu, I am not a rich man.”

Lin Ling's tone remained humble: "I worked for Mr. Chen in the past, and if possible, I, or rather our entire team, hope to continue working for you in the future."

"Work for me?"

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant: "I understand now. If I don't inherit the estate, your whole team will lose their jobs?"

This time, Lin Ling chose to remain silent instead of answering.

"Can I ask how much my grandfather pays you per month?"

"If you are asking me personally, the basic monthly salary is 35,000 RMB, with outsourced social insurance and housing fund contributions. However, the working conditions require me to keep my communication channels open 24 hours a day, outside of holidays, and be available to respond at any time."

Lin Ling's answer was official and quick: "Currently, our team has a total of nine people, and my salary is the lowest."

Lu Yuan clicked his tongue twice and laughed, "I thought you were your leader."

"If you would like to speak with our team leader, I can transfer you to them immediately."

"No need... Could you ask your team leader how much he earns?"

"The base annual salary is five million RMB."

"hiss--"

Lu Yuan gasped, feeling a sharp pain in his back teeth.

A five million annual salary?!

This was the first time Lu Yuan had directly experienced the weight of his maternal grandfather's wealth.

This is a completely different concept from the old man he used to remember who had "some assets"!

The time he spent most of his time with his grandfather was in the days before the old man passed away.

At that time, Chen Shu had already gone mad, and there was no one else around him except for his caregiver. Lu Yuan couldn't believe that a crazy old man could offer someone a million-dollar annual salary.

What kind of almost superhuman life did my grandfather, who lived for over a hundred years, have, relying on his extraordinary Taoist skills?

While surprised, Lu Yuan's thoughts also wavered, and the impulse to ignore the risks and continue the installation began to emerge in his mind.

Damn it, who wouldn't want to live the carefree life of a super-rich character in a fantasy novel?

Lu Yuan maintained his last shred of composure, eager to hang up the phone: "Alright, that's all, goodbye."

"Mr. Lu, please wait!"

Lin Ling quickened her pace: "We don't expect to convince you in one go, but my task is to maintain at least ten minutes of effective communication with you, otherwise my bonus this month..."

Lu Yuan was both angry and amused: "Then let me ask you, since your salary is the lowest in your team, why did you even contact me?"

Lin Ling frankly stated, "Because I am beautiful and have a pleasant voice, from a data analysis perspective, I am the type of man your age group would most like to talk to."

"puff……"

Lu Yuan completely lost his composure.

Good heavens, there's even a honey trap involved!?

He took one last look at the call duration on his phone screen.

It was exactly nine minutes and fifty-five seconds.

hang up the phone!

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(End of this chapter)