Chapter 324: Clingy Little Brother, Pancake Rich Man (Part 2)
Soon, Jiang Da and Han Yunru also noticed that their daughter had arrived and hurried forward.
"Dad, Mom."
Jiang Da's expression was filled with emotion, but he was at a loss as to what to do. He wanted to go forward, but felt hesitant. He could only keep repeating, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."
Han Yunru immediately took her daughter, whom she hadn't seen for half a month, into her arms.
"Finally back..."
Jiang Fuyue felt the softness and warmth from the embrace, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
"Let's go, let's go home and talk."
The group left the hall. Jiang Xiaodi held Jiang Fuyue's hand all the way and refused to let go, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
"Sister! Sister! Is Country E fun?"
Han Yunru: "Sister, we are going to participate in the competition, not to have fun."
"……oh."
Jiang Fuyue: "It's fun, but a little cold."
"Is it colder than Harbin?" He had read in his elementary school geography textbook that Harbin is the coldest place in China in winter.
"Yes. Because Country E is further north of Harbin."
"Is it snowing?"
"It hasn't happened where I went, but Country E is huge, so other high-altitude areas should have seen some rain."
Jiang Xiaodi's eyes were filled with longing: "That must be very beautiful."
"When you grow up, go and see for yourself."
"Can I? Then when will I grow up?"
The couple walked in front, and the brother and sister followed behind, all the way to the parking lot diagonally opposite.
Wu Qian drove out the company car today. It is a domestically produced Volkswagen. It is not expensive, but it has enough power and is relatively fuel-efficient. It is considered a cost-effective model.
After speeding all the way, the car stopped in front of the gate of Yutianhua Mansion and was stopped by the guard.
Jiang Da rolled down the car window and tapped the pass.
"It's Brother Jiang. It's rare to see you at this time!" The guard greeted him warmly when he saw him.
Jiang Da is the only owner who gives cigarettes to the doormen and security guards. He usually goes in and out by electric car and is very low-key. He will greet them when he sees them and has no airs at all.
Compared with other owners who are too ambitious, Jiang Da is simply a breath of fresh air.
So I quickly became familiar with the security guards here.
Because they usually have to open the shop and go out early and come back late, you rarely see the couple in the community at this time.
Today is rare...
Jiang Da grinned and passed a cigarette to the passenger seat: "My daughter is coming back from the capital today. I'm going to pick her up at the airport."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
The horizontal bar had already been raised. Jiang Da waved his hand and said, "Go in first. We'll talk another day."
"Okay!"
The car drove deeper into the community, and the security guard lowered the horizontal bar and sat back in the pavilion to enjoy the air conditioning.
The colleague who came to relieve the shift had just put on his work clothes and was buttoning them when he asked casually, "Who is it? Are you here to deliver water or a package?"
It’s no wonder my colleagues think so. A Volkswagen can’t really do anything else except delivering water and express deliveries to the owners of this community.
Other nannies drive Mercedes-Benz when they go out to buy groceries.
The guard, cigarette in hand, shushed him after listening. "Don't talk nonsense! He's the owner! He lives in the most expensive single-family home. It's said to be one of the most expensive properties ever built. Because the price was so high, it sat there for a long time without anyone buying it, and they bought it a while ago."
"What?!" My colleague's eyes widened in surprise, and he didn't even button his shirt. "Is this true?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"No...you live in a single-family house and drive a Volkswagen? What's going on? Am I seeing right? That's a regular Volkswagen, not a Phaeton?"
"You know shit! Is there any light? I can't find my lighter..."
"Yes, yes, yes!" The colleague quickly handed it over, and the other people came forward. "Hey, tell me more about it. There are actually such..." He tried to find a suitable adjective, "simple owner?"
"The public is pretty good. The couple always rides an electric bike when they go out, the kind provided by the property management company."
"Holy crap—this is weird!"
The guard lit a cigarette, took a puff, and sat on a chair, looking very happy: "Not only that, he also opened a shop and did business, the kind of small business."
"Shop? That's called a company, right? I don't believe you're uneducated..."
"Get lost! Who's uneducated? You're the only one! I have a bachelor's degree, don't you think I don't know what a company is? But it's just a small shop, at the back door of No. 1 Middle School, pretty close to here."
"The back door of No. 1 Middle School? I remember that street was full of breakfast shops, except for a liquor store?"
"right."
My colleague frowned and thought for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "What are they selling?"
“Pancakes.”
"What?!"
"Pancakes! Have you never had them? You're just a fool."
My colleague was completely dumbfounded. "Tell me again, what does his family do?"
The guard was amused by his old friend's reaction, but when he thought about it, he probably wasn't in a good mood when he first found out.
"Hey! Listen carefully, I'll just say it once. The couple both sell pancakes. It's an internet-famous shop, and it's been popular for about half a year. Many netizens on Weibo have checked in there."
"No... no matter how famous you are, you can't afford a single-family house in our neighborhood, right? It costs tens of millions!"
Are small vendors so awesome these days?
"Then I don't know. Maybe selling pancakes is just a hobby for him, something he does to kill time. Let me tell you, the truly wealthy are often hidden. Especially those guys on the street wearing a sweatshirt, shorts, and a pair of flip-flops. Be careful, they might be the hidden millionaire!"
“…I’ve learned my lesson, brother.”
"Sure, sure."
Second update, 2,000 words.
There won’t be three updates, but there will be four updates on the 25th.
Jiang Da: No...I'm really poor!
Doorman: Brother, stop talking, we all understand.
(End of this chapter)
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