Chapter 28: “me, Lin Xiuyuan, Sending Money”
Afternoon.
Fine rain continued, as if the heavens and earth were draped in a layer of grayish-white gauze curtain.
Raindrops lightly tapped the umbrella surface, making faint sounds, like whispering those old memories unwilling to be awakened.
In the silent cemetery, there were only the rustling sounds of wind passing through branches, and the light sounds of footsteps on the damp soil.
In front of one of the tombstones stood two figures quietly.
The young man held a black umbrella, its canopy barely covering two people; he slightly turned his body, tilting the umbrella more toward the woman beside him.
The two stood side by side, gazing at the name on the stone tablet that had been washed glossy by the rain, surrounded by flowers and photos.
It was only then that Lin Xiuyuan finally somewhat understood why Krystal had been so agitated upon hearing they could see her again.
Because even though he knew very clearly that in the past time-space, she was still living happily, this scene was merely some kind of “future” in a parallel world.
But when standing here, the surrounding environment and the scene before his eyes were enough to shock his brain, immersing his emotions deeply, unable to extricate himself.
It was an indescribable emotion that made one silent and heavy.
Not to mention Krystal, who had personally experienced that parting in life and death.
As the tapping sounds on the umbrella above grew louder and the rain curtain in the sky intensified, soon unable to shelter the two, Lin Xiuyuan said softly, “Let’s go, we’ve come and seen enough.”
“Mm.”
Actually, before coming, Yoo Jimin had thought about what to say.
But when truly standing here, she suddenly found she couldn’t say anything.
The solemnity of the cemetery left her mind blank; her brain automatically brought up bits and pieces of memories about that senior.
Although the two had almost no interactions, as pursuers of the same company and the same dream, in the same cruel game of rules, at this moment Yoo Jimin couldn’t help but feel a sorrow like “the hare dies and the fox grieves.”
Returning to the car again, the atmosphere on the way back was no longer the relaxed comfort of the trip there, only silence all the way.
After dropping Yoo Jimin off at the restaurant doorway, Lin Xiuyuan turned back to the villa, opened the time-space door, and returned to 2013.
Young people still weren’t used to “parting in life and death.”
Even just this simple cemetery visit was enough to leave a deep impression in his heart, lingering for a long time.
That evening, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Finally, in the middle of the night, he sat up, passed through the time-space door back to 2025, and sat at the computer desk.
He sat there the entire night until dawn, staying up all night.
And the next morning, returning to 2013, he plopped down on the sofa and picked up that old Apple to call Jung Soo Yeon.
As soon as the phone connected, he got straight to the point, “It’s me, Lin Xiuyuan, transfer money.”
Jung Soo Yeon, who had just gotten up not long ago over in Tokyo, wondered if her ears had misheard.
No, had this guy lost his mind? Speaking like this right off the bat.
But though inwardly complaining, what she said was, “How much? Give me the card number.”
“Preliminary estimate, let’s start with 80 million.”
Lin Xiuyuan’s answer surprised Jung Soo Yeon a bit, “Wait, let me explain first: I can transfer the money to you right now, I don’t care about this amount, but can you tell me what it’s for?”
“We talked about it before, opening a small bar. I calculated, the cost is about 80 million.”
Hearing it was for “opening a bar,” Jung Soo Yeon felt a bit happy.
This meant as long as he had a business here, he wouldn’t go far, and she could use the time-space door anytime.
Compared to that, 80 million? Not worth mentioning.
“Okay, I’ll transfer it to you shortly. But I have one more question: how did you calculate this 80 million cost?”
When Lin Xiuyuan thought Jung Soo Yeon was worried about him squandering it, she added,
“Is it enough? Want me to send more?”
This made Lin Xiuyuan chuckle, and he told her all the preparations he’d done last night, “No need for that much; 80 million is enough for the early stage through opening.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, look: first, renting the space, usually need to pay 1-2 years’ rent as deposit, about 60 square meters, roughly 30 million.”
“Mm.”
Completely absorbed in the topic, Jung Soo Yeon didn’t even brush her teeth, coming straight out of the restroom to sit by the window, listening quietly.
Making Im Yoon Ah, sharing the room with her, stare in shock from the bed, watching her older sister.
And Jung Soo Yeon listened intently to the voice on the phone, “Then monthly rent, a few million like that, paid quarterly, let’s say 5 million first.”
“Fine.”
“Next is decoration and equipment, including audio equipment, air conditioner, lighting, refrigerator, wine cabinet, etc., totaling about 30 million.”
“Finally, procurement and administrative expenses, calculated about 10 million.”
After hearing it, Jung Soo Yeon immediately calculated for Lin Xiuyuan, “30, 5, 30, 10, total 65; you said 80, the rest as reserve funds, right?”
“Yes.”
At this, Jung Soo Yeon pondered quietly for a moment, then asked, “Wait, Lin Xiuyuan, you’ve had nothing to do these days, you weren’t just calculating these numbers all along, were you?”
“No, I couldn’t sleep last night, got up to calculate them.”
At Lin Xiuyuan’s answer, Jung Soo Yeon was stunned, “Wait, all these things, you figured out in one night?”
Then the next second, Lin Xiuyuan’s response made her even more exasperated, “Don’t you know there are geniuses in this world? The time to open a door, estimating a bar’s budget—piece of cake.”
After using the two major AIs from 2025 last night, Lin Xiuyuan was completely conquered by the new things from that side.
DeepSeek was indeed great, but ChatGPT was more thoughtful, even drawing blueprints for the decoration—extremely convenient.
Likewise, the clever Jung Soo Yeon on the other end of the phone instantly caught the key point in Lin Xiuyuan’s words.
That was the time to open the door.
So obviously, something from 2025 had helped him a lot, allowing him to calculate the entire budget overnight.
Thinking of this, she looked forward even more to returning to Seoul and personally seeing that future world, seeing her future self and them.
So she said to Lin Xiuyuan on the phone, “Give me the account, I’ll transfer it to you shortly.”
“OK.”
After hanging up, Jung Soo Yeon waited a bit, then looking at the bank account Lin Xiuyuan sent, she lowered her head and started operating.
When she finished and looked up, she saw Im Yoon Ah staring at her in shock and disbelief, “Older sister, did you fall for a scumbag scam?”
Meanwhile.
Having handled Jung Soo Yeon, Lin Xiuyuan returned to 2025 that side, to perpetrate the ‘scam’ on her younger sister.
“Hey, Krystal, it’s me, Lin Xiuyuan, transfer money.”
