Chapter 20 Making money is as easy as breathing


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Chapter 20 Making money is as easy as breathing

The walls of the Salt Company’s family quarters are mottled, showing the vicissitudes of time.

"It has its advantages. At least you don't have to pay property management fees."

Chen Yansen looked up and made a few casual comments. He knew clearly why Old Chen suddenly became furious. It was probably because he found out that half of his savings of many years had been "taken away" by his son.

"At my age, I panic when things go wrong. Old Chen still needs to practice."

Chen Yansen hummed a little tune and walked home leisurely.

When I reached the fourth floor, I saw that the door of my house was wide open.

Through the crack in the door, you can see a stick as thick as a bowl, which is tightly held in Chen Guobin's hand.

Chen Yansen took a step back, turned around and left.

"Get in here!"

However, Chen Guobin spotted him at a glance, and when he saw him turning around and trying to run, he immediately rushed out with a stick in his hand.

The old father's eyes were filled with tears, full of grievance and disappointment.

He had been watching Chen Yansen's performance these days. He thought his son had grown up and become sensible, but he didn't expect that he would plant a bigger bomb for him.

"Old Chen, put down the stick first, and let's talk it over."

Not only did Chen Yansen not enter the door, but he continued to back away, with one foot on the stairs, ready to escape at any time.

"Did you take the bank card in the album?"

Chen Guobin gritted his teeth, his eyes reddened, and stared at Chen Yansen with fire in his eyes.

"That's right."

Chen Yansen answered with gritted teeth.

“How much is left now?”

Old Chen's lips trembled and he breathed heavily, fearing that Chen Yansen would say "It's all spent".

“Not a cent has been touched.”

Chen Yansen spread out his hands with a very serious expression, and it didn't look like he was joking at all.

"Hmph, a mouse fell into the granary, and didn't get the last bite?"

Chen Guobin was stunned, then snorted coldly, not believing his nonsense at all.

"There is an ATM machine at the entrance of the community, check it yourself!"

Chen Yansen took out the bank card from his pocket and carefully returned it to Chen Guobin.

"Don't try to play tricks, let's go together."

Chen Guobin's expression eased slightly, he let out a long sigh, and finally threw the stick in his hand to the ground.

With a loud bang, the wooden stick fell heavily and rolled to the side of a sack with a bundle of nylon ropes piled beside it.

"Old Chen, before you opened the bookstore, you were a gangster, right?"

Chen Yansen swallowed his saliva, looked at the 'three-piece set of loving son' that Chen Guobin had carefully prepared for him, pretended to be calm, and joked with a smile.

"If there's even a dime missing from your card, I'll hang you up and beat you!"

When Chen Guobin saw his playful look, he became furious and started cursing.

"If my mother were..."

Chen Yansen used the same old trick again and spoke without hesitation.

"If your mother were alive and knew you were such a good-for-nothing, she would beat you even harder than I did."

Chen Guobin interrupted him unhappily.

There was a total of 135,800 yuan on the card, which he had saved for 18 years. Even if Liang Huizhen was resurrected at this moment, it could not stop his determination to kill Chen Yansen.

"Let's go! But you are so old now, so be more cautious in the future and don't let me worry too much. Hey, hey, hey, don't take the rope. I won't run away! Do you really want to tie me up and take me to the bank?"

As Chen Yansen spoke, he greased his feet and ran away.

"Stop right there!"

Chen Guobin didn't even close the door and hurried after him.

One of them was running in front, and the other was chasing behind.

When passing by the ATM machine, Chen Yansen stopped on his own initiative, leaned against the glass wall at the door, and waited for Lao Chen with a fearless look on his face.

"You are smart, stay still."

Chen Guobin rolled his eyes at him, then took out his bank card and inserted it directly into the slot.

"The balance on your card is 135,800 yuan."

It was not until a long string of numbers appeared on the screen that Chen Guobin rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

He had imagined countless possibilities, but he had never expected this one.

"I have another one here, check it out as well."

Chen Yansen searched his pocket and handed over his own bank card.

"Whose card is it? Yours?"

Chen Guobin was full of doubts and asked repeatedly.

"Um."

Chen Yansen folded his arms with a faint smile on his face.

Although there was only 180,000 yuan in the card, which was nothing compared to the eight-digit balance before his rebirth, the money meant a lot to him.

First, it verified the authenticity of the system; second, it laid the foundation for his future business empire.

"One hundred and eighty thousand!? Where did you get the money?"

Chen Guobin was shocked again, his eyes widened as big as copper bells, and he looked at Chen Yansen eagerly, expecting a reasonable explanation from him.

"Are you questioning my talent?"

“Making money is as easy as breathing to me.”

"So, take the money on your card, buy a few tube-shaped buildings, and wait for the demolition money to arrive."

Chen Yansen patted Old Chen who was in a daze, and spoke in a serious tone.

"You made 180,000 in one summer vacation?"

Chen Guobin couldn't believe it.

"To be precise, it took about ten days!"

Chen Yansen's tone was flat, and he didn't think it was anything big.

Afterwards, he told Chen Guobin everything about the reselling of MP3 and MP4, which completely resolved Chen Guobin's confusion.

"If something like this happens again, remember to discuss it with me."

The look in Lao Chen's eyes was extremely complicated, showing relief, joy, and melancholy.

Given my son's ability to make money, I'm afraid he would look down on my savings.

"Telling you in advance, can you agree?"

Chen Yansen agreed readily on the surface, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.

The two men walked home, each with their own thoughts. When the familiar neighbors saw this scene, they could not help but marvel at it.

Just now the father and son were chasing and fighting each other out of the community, but now they are returning home together in harmony, leaving everyone confused.

living room.

Chen Guobin picked up the sticks, nylon ropes and sacks on the ground, turned around and stuffed them under the bed. Then he took out two EMS mails and gently placed them on the coffee table.

"Teacher Zhang sent it personally. One is for you and the other is for Zihao."

Chen Guobin sat on the sofa, picked up the herbal tea and took a big gulp, and the anger in his heart finally subsided.

"Xucheng College, 2010 Admission Notice, Student Chen Yansen, you have been admitted to our school's journalism major..."

Chen Yansen tore it open directly, and the contents were exactly the same as in his previous life.

In fact, his and Wang Zihao’s admission letters had been sent to the school a long time ago, but the two were busy taking driving tests and making money, so it was delayed for more than ten days.

"If you want to repeat a year, I have no objection."

Chen Guobin took a quick glance, thought for a long time, and spoke seriously.

"Forget it. There is no difference between first-tier and second-tier universities to me. The ultimate goal is to make money. Why should I take an extra year to complete the detour?"

Chen Yansen smiled and didn't care at all.

"Just think it through and don't regret it. Also, grandpa and grandma heard that you were admitted to university and asked you to come over."

Chen Guobin's face paused, he laughed silently, then waved his hands and sighed, obviously knowing that he couldn't force it.

"I'm not going!"

Chen Yansen refused immediately. He didn't want to go through the experience of his previous life again.

In this world, there are grandparents who love their grandchildren, and there are also grandparents who hate their grandchildren.

"Okay, I get it."

Chen Guobin wanted to persuade him again, but when he saw his son's determined eyes, he gave up instantly.

"I'll send it to Zihao. I won't have dinner with you."

The two were silent for a moment, and Chen Yansen spoke first. He stood up, holding Wang Zihao's admission letter, and said to Lao Chen.

"Come back early, don't be too late."

Chen Guobin gave a symbolic reminder.

"I understand."

Chen Yansen waved his hand and walked out slowly. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Mengjie.

"You have to be honest. You probably received your acceptance letter a long time ago. Where are the white stockings photos I want to see?"

The other side.

Meng Jie, who was alone, was standing in the lingerie section of Sanfu Department Store, choosing items stealthily.

"This one has too much lace, it looks indecent."

"This one is too transparent. It's like wearing nothing at all."

"This one doesn't work either. Why is there a heart pattern on it?"

Mengjie muttered to herself as she picked.

Her short hair, which was originally at ear level, has grown more than an inch longer than before. The black-framed glasses on her nose have been changed to frameless glasses that better suit her face shape. Her pink lips are crystal clear and obviously covered with a layer of lip gloss.

“Ding ding ding—”

Hearing the notification tone of her cell phone, Meng Jie quickly picked it up and took a look at the words on the screen, which made her heart tighten and her cheeks turn even redder.

(End of this chapter)

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