The seller of the heavens

With a net worth of tens of millions, Jiang Chen was not as excited as he expected, but seemed calm instead.

Jiang Chen still remembered how he felt when he earned the first hundred thousand yuan, it seemed that he was more excited then than now.

Thinking of the emeralds and gold stored in my personal portable space, and the priceless heart of the ocean, comparing the two, the ten million seems not very eye-catching.

Jiang Chen felt that he was getting more and more drifting, and the wealth of 10 million was no longer in his eyes.

For him in the past, one million was already an unattainable dream.

"How should this money be spent?"

Jiang Chen thought about it.

...

two days later.

Yunzhou City, Industrial Zone.

In a garment factory, the machines roared and the environment was noisy.

A group of female workers sat behind the sewing machines to sew clothes, all with focused expressions and quick movements.

Because the wages are calculated on a piece-by-piece basis, and the more you do, the more you earn, so everyone is scrambling for time, thinking about making more clothes and earning more money.

Liao Rong is fifty years old this year, and she is considered the elder sister among many young female workers.

"It's half past eleven, let's go and eat."

"Sister Rong, let's go."

When it was lunch time, everyone got up and went to the cafeteria. Liao Rong also packed up her things and stood up.

As soon as she stood up, she felt a throbbing pain in her lower back.

Liao Rong was already used to this, she shook her hands into empty fists and tapped lightly on her lower back to relieve the pain.

Going downstairs to the packing area of ​​the factory, I saw my husband Jiang Feng chatting with a young man.

Seeing the young man's back, Liao Rong couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, surprised and delighted, and hurried forward to ask:

"Xiaochen, when did you come here? Why didn't you say anything?"

"mom."

After Jiang Chen called out, he said:

"I've just arrived too, so I came to see you.

Are you hungry, let's go out to eat first. "

Liao Rong and Jiang Feng never ate in restaurants outside, because the price of the food in the restaurant was more expensive than that in the canteen of the factory, but today when their son came over, they were just extravagant.

The three of them came to a restaurant outside the factory. After ordering some dishes and sitting down, Liao Rong asked:

"How's business in your store recently?"

After Jiang Chen's Malatang shop closed down, he did not inform his parents of the news.

Young people who are away from home seem to be like this. They just want to share the happiness with their parents, and leave the difficulties and pains for themselves to digest.

But this time, Jiang Chen didn't hide any more, and said honestly:

"The shop has closed down and lost some money."

Liao Rong couldn't help being anxious when she heard the words:

"My child, why didn't you tell us such a big thing?"

Jiang Feng patted her hand, motioned her not to get excited, and then said to Jiang Chen:

"Are you short of money now? How much do you need? Your mother and I have saved some money in the past two years."

"Don't worry, I'm not short of money now, and I'm not asking for money this time."

Jiang Chen comforted him, and then brought up another topic:

"Dad, Mom, I remember you said before that you wanted to open a grocery store in your hometown county, right?"

Although Jiang Feng didn't understand why Jiang Chen mentioned this, he still nodded:

"Yeah, now my mother is too old and I won't be able to work for a few years. If I can have a store, I can make money steadily in the future.

But you also know how exaggerated the housing prices in my hometown are. A house in a better location costs at least one or two million yuan. How can we afford it.

If you rent a store, the rent is expensive, and the money you earn is not as good as working in a factory. "

Jiang Chen nodded, took out a house purchase contract from the bag beside him and handed it over:

"This is a floor-to-ceiling house I bought in my hometown. It's just beside Bailu Square. You can open a shop on the first floor and houses on the upper floor. You can go back and open a small shop."

Jiang Chen and his family are not in Yunzhou, but in a county below Yunzhou.

Because the time is too short, Jiang Chen has not been able to get the real estate certificate.

Both Jiang Chen and Liao Rong were fooled by Jiang Chen's actions. Looking at the house purchase contract and the shocking transaction amount on it: 1.68 million, they didn't realize it for a while.

Jiang Feng asked strangely:

"Xiaochen, are you kidding us? Where did you get so much money? Could it be that your Malatang shop is so profitable, eh, no, didn't you say your shop closed down?"

Liao Rong was also at a loss:

"Yeah, Xiaochen, what's going on?"

"Don't worry, I heard that speak slowly."

Jiang Feng and Liao Rong stopped talking, looked at Jiang Chen with serious expressions, and waited for his explanation.

According to the draft prepared in advance, Jiang Chen said slowly:

"More than three months ago, my shop closed down, and I didn't know what to do, so I continued to go back to deliver food. Until more than ten days ago, I suddenly had a dream. I dreamed of my grandpa. He said to help me.

It is said that there is a broken box in the old house on the mountain, and there is some gold in it. After selling the gold, I can exchange it for some money, and then I can go to a store in Pingzhou to buy some stones. "

Jiang Chen paused as he spoke, seeing his parents listening intently, as if they didn't doubt the authenticity of the words at all, he couldn't help but feel certain.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother have always been superstitious, which is why he made this reason.

If Jiang Chen directly said that he won the lottery due to shit luck, the two would not necessarily believe it, but if he said that it was his deceased grandpa who dreamed of him, then they would definitely not doubt that he won the lottery.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother have also experienced or heard of some unexplainable things since they were young, so they have always been in awe of these mysterious realms of gods, ghosts and ghosts.

Jiang Chen continued:

"I didn't take it seriously at first, but I didn't go back for a long time, so I went back to the old house. I didn't expect to find gold jewelry. After selling the gold, I raised some money. Tian went to Pingzhou again to buy the rough jadeite, and then cut out a piece of jadeite and sold it for more than ten million yuan."

After listening to Jiang Chen's words, Liao Rong looked around vigilantly, seeing that no one in the restaurant noticed them, she relaxed a little, then lowered her voice, and asked in disbelief:

"How much did you say? Ten million? What kind of stone is so valuable?"

Jiang Chen nodded:

"More than ten million."

As he spoke, he briefly explained the stone betting.

Liao Rong grabbed Jiang Feng's arm, her face flushed with excitement, she opened her mouth but couldn't speak.

Jiang Feng also felt like a dream. He used to work in a factory and earn thousands of dollars every month. His biggest dream was to buy a house in the county town of his hometown so that his son could get a wife.

Unexpectedly, his son suddenly ran over and said that he had 10 million yuan. This kind of thing was outrageous, and he dared not even dream about it.

After being silent for a while, he said to Jiang Chen with great emotion:

"Your grandfather loved you since you were a child. He must have dreamed of you because he saw you had a hard life."

Jiang Chen nodded silently, his grandfather treated him very well since he was a child, but it's a pity that his grandfather passed away before he grew up. The old man has worked hard all his life and has never enjoyed a few days of happiness.

He didn't want his parents to be like his grandfather, so after he got a lot of money, he planned to settle his parents down first.

I can't make a fortune by myself, spend a lot of money outside, spend my life drinking, and then hide it from my parents, let them work in the factory, Jiang Chen can't do this kind of thing.

The three of them didn't speak for a while.