Chapter 335: Chapter 260: Fondness for Lin Lu_3 Chapter 335: Chapter 260: Fondness for Lin Lu_3 Cheng Zhu only found it funny.

After leaving the milk tea shop, Lin Lu suggested, “Cheng Zhu, Cheng Zhu! Should we go upstairs and buy a few more lottery tickets?”

“How come? Just because you won some money last time, you think you can win every time and get rich off this?” he chuckled.

Last time they watched a movie together, they bought lottery tickets afterward. Lin Lu made a small profit, while Cheng Zhu lost terribly.

The girl, holding her lottery ticket, arrogantly stated, “My financial luck is just better than yours. This is the symbol of my fortune.”

Annoyed, Cheng Zhu threw his ticket away and casually remarked, “Makes sense. I shouldn’t let this crappy thing block my fortune.”

Lin Lu accused him of being superstitious; he replied that anyone in business must be a little.

Consequently, she gave him her lottery ticket.

Cheng Zhu still remembered that day’s conversation.

“Why?” Just after looking displeased, he threw away his own lottery ticket and asked.

“Since I’m not doing business, I’ll lend you all my financial luck!” The girl handed him her ticket as she responded.

At that moment, Cheng Zhu recalled the scene and smiled, “But what if my luck is still bad today? Wouldn’t that be unlucky?”

“Then I’ll lend you my luck again!”

“Laughable, do you think you can win every time?” Cheng Zhu felt an inexplicable urge to poke her forehead forcefully.

“Then let’s keep scratching! I am a little rich girl, come on! I’ll treat you!”

“Nutcase, you really think you can conquer fate, huh?”

“I don’t care! Your game business seems to be doing quite well for now, my efforts are in there too!” She insisted.

“Alright, alright. The store is on the fifth floor. Let’s take the express elevator.”

“Go! Go! Go!” The girl was full of zest.

Lin Lu, holding a coffee with both hands, strode forward enthusiastically, looking like a war-ready female general, determined to scratch a good fortune for Cheng Zhu!

Cheng Zhu looked at her figure and a smile emerged on his face for the umpteenth time. It was endearing.

He had huge ambitions for the milk tea project.

After all, a successful milk tea project, with venture capital involvement, usually involves top-tier venture firms and financing amounts in the billions!

Cheng Zhu wasn’t overly nervous about the future, so he didn’t really need to rely on external forces for psychological support, like seeking good fortune.

But, the Chinese are somewhat superstitious, especially concerning… financial luck!

Nobody frequents the temple of marriage, but queues form at the temple of wealth.

I sneer at feudal superstitions, but I kneel indefinitely in front of the temple of wealth.

–Dear God of Wealth, looking forward to your favor this year!

It’s rare for someone to joke about their own financial luck, very rare.

He simply couldn’t refuse a girl willing to lend him all her financial luck.

The two reached the fifth floor, and before scratching her ticket, Lin Lu even solemnly closed her eyes.

The little rich girl doesn’t care about the meager amount from a winning lottery ticket; she genuinely just wanted to bring some luck to a self-proclaimed superstitious businessman.

Cheng Zhu watched the girl with her eyes closed, noticing her dense and long eyelashes.

Her serious and solemn expression also revealed a hint of adorable naivety.

He, inexplicably, hoped that she would scratch off something good.

Yes, he had great ambitions for the milk tea shop, a massive project involving billions, and technically, the small fortune from a lottery ticket–what could it really account for?

–It counts!

This girl, always frank and passionate toward him, says it counts; so it does.

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–“I have both a fierce tiger and a ‘Little Lu’ in my heart.”

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(P.S. Second update, a large chapter of 4400 words, seeking monthly tickets!)