Chapter 254 (Third Update) Tang Mingli silently counted from childhood...



Chapter 254 (Third Update) Tang Mingli silently counted from childhood...

How long has it been since you checked your bank account balance?

Faced with her husband's sudden question, Tang Mingli shook her head: "I don't remember."

She hadn't checked her bank account balance in a very, very long time.

In the first two years after she arrived at the Fu family, she would often check the numbers, and seeing them rise rapidly made her feel as happy as if she had been fed honey.

But gradually, this behavior decreased.

There's a saying that's true: when money has given you a great sense of security, so that you don't have to worry about survival for eight lifetimes, money is just a number to you.

She hasn't been to the bank much lately, so how could she possibly be checking her bank balance?

Fu Ci smiled, revealing a 'I knew it' smile.

He didn't say anything more, but silently made a decision in his heart.

Don't rush to the company next Monday morning. Take her to the bank first, so she can see it for herself.

After watching the show, the two stayed outside until it was almost dark before going home.

Fu Ci originally planned to have dinner out before returning home, but Tang Mingli was worried that not eating at home in the evening and indulging in lavish meals would be too obvious and she wouldn't be able to explain it to her daughter.

After dinner, while the family was watching TV on the sofa, Fu Ci told everyone about buying a house.

Although the elders were somewhat surprised, they remained relatively calm.

Fu Chengan asked, "Have you already made a decision?"

Fu Ci nodded: "It looks good. The contract has been signed. I'll pay the deposit within five days."

Fu Chengan nodded and said nothing more.

Fu's mother was more concerned about the size of the house.

Fu Ci smiled and said, "Two and a half floors, 380 square meters."

It's twice the size of where it is now, and Fu's mother is confident that it will be big enough for her this time.

She asked again, "How much?"

It was just a casual question, but when I heard the amount, I was completely shocked.

Not only her, but Fu Cheng'an and Madam Fu were also frightened.

This number is something they simply couldn't imagine.

Upon asking the question, Mrs. Fu stammered, "Isn't this the kind of wealth only capitalists possess?"

Although it was said unintentionally, it touched on Madam Fu's heart.

She knew, of course, that their family was much better off than the average person, but she hadn't expected it to be this good. She wondered if her husband were still alive and knew how wealthy they were, would he have the illusion that he had dedicated his life to revolutionary work, only to become a capitalist in his old age?

Madam Fu couldn't help but instruct her grandson: "Now that our family can afford such an expensive house, we should help those in need more in the future."

Fu Ci nodded.

He has been doing these things, and so has his wife.

Madam Fu only gave this one instruction, believing that her grandson was not someone who had forgotten his roots.

After watching TV, the young couple took a shower and lay in bed chatting.

When the topic turned to the elders' concerns about their family's current wealth, Tang Mingli laughed and said, "You probably didn't notice, but the moment you mentioned the house price, Dad looked at you like you were a capitalist from the enemy camp."

Fu Ci was amused by this exaggerated statement, but he really couldn't say whether he was a capitalist or not.

But one thing is certain: his heart will always belong to the socialist camp.

He responded half-jokingly and half-seriously, making it impossible for Tang Mingli to continue joking about such a question.

Growing up under the red flag, with impeccable revolutionary roots, their love for the country is something she, a soul decades later, cannot comprehend.

But she understood and followed.

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On Monday, Tang Mingli woke up precisely on time.

She just turned over, her eyes still closed, and the person sitting next to her sat up and said goodbye, letting her continue sleeping.

Tang Mingli muttered, "No, I have to take Xiaoyu to school today."

My mother-in-law hasn't been feeling well these past couple of days, so I told her to sleep in a little longer in the mornings and to take care of breakfast and taking the kids to school.

Fu Ci naturally knew this as well, and said with a smile, "I'll cook breakfast for the child and then take her to school."

Upon hearing this, Tang Mingli opened her eyes.

"Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"I'm not going to the office this morning."

"oh."

Tang Mingli closed her eyes again with a sense of relief.

She didn't ask why.

If a boss can't just go to work whenever they want and not go to work whenever they don't want to, how can they be called a boss?

They're not even as good as sheepdogs that herd sheep.

After she went back to sleep, Tang Mingli had no idea what happened.

All I know is that when I woke up again, I saw Fu Ci sitting in a chair in the room reading a book.

What time is it?

Fu Ci glanced at the time and smiled, "It's only a little past nine, you can sleep a little longer."

"I'm not going to sleep anymore." Tang Mingli sat up and stretched.

Once she was fully awake, she smiled at her husband.

"How could you bear to give yourself half a day off today?"

"Because I want to go somewhere with you."

This was an answer Tang Mingli hadn't expected, and without hesitation, she asked, "Where to?"

"bank."

What are you going to the bank for?

Fu Ci smiled and kept everyone in suspense: "You'll find out when you get there."

"Alright."

Tang Mingli didn't ask any more questions, assuming it was related to buying a house.

The main reason was that she trusted Fu Ci; he wasn't the kind of person who would joke around for no reason. If he was going to the bank, there must be a reason.

She didn't linger in bed any longer, quickly washed up and changed her clothes.

When the three elders heard that they had gone out to the bank together, they naturally asked if they would come back for lunch.

Tang Mingli looked at Fu Ci, who smiled and said, "We'll probably be back in an hour or two, but I won't be having lunch at home."

Hearing his hurried manner, Fu's mother asked with concern, "Why are you rushing to the bank? Is something the matter?"

"nothing."

Since her son was unwilling to elaborate, Mrs. Fu stopped asking.

At that time, there weren't many bank branches in Shenzhen.

The original plan was to complete the resignation process in about an hour. Who knew that just the journey there would take forty minutes?

Fortunately, there weren't many people coming to the bank at that time, and there were always available windows to serve them as soon as they arrived.

Fu Ci asked his wife to take out her ID card and bankbook, and after handing them to the bank staff, he said, "Please print out the latest balance for me."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The staff took the passbook and ID card, carefully checked them, and only placed the passbook on the printer after confirming that the person was the rightful owner.

After a series of operations, the balance has been updated.

The staff member glanced at it habitually, then suddenly froze.

Fortunately, she quickly regained her composure and respectfully handed her bankbook and ID card to Tang Mingli.

Whether it was her imagination or not, Tang Mingli felt that the bank staff looked at her differently when they looked at her.

However, she still politely said thank you, put away her passbook and ID card, and stood up to give her seat to the next person who needed to do something.

Leaving the counter, Tang Mingli glared at her husband, still determined to confirm, "Just to print the latest balance?"

Fu Ci nodded with a smile.

"Even if we don't update, the money won't disappear."

Despite her grumbling, she still opened the printed document and took a look.

The next thing she saw, she was completely stunned.

How many digits are there?

She had a vague idea in her mind, but she was too quick to believe it, so she silently started counting from the place before the decimal point.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million.

mega? !

So she's a millionaire now?

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Author's note: Something came up and I'll only be able to update a little lately.

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