"Hey, you dropped your ticket!"
Someone called Song Wanhua and he realized that the bus ticket he bought had fallen to the ground. He quickly picked it up and kept nodding and bowing to several people to express his gratitude.
Seeing that he was so honest, those people waved their hands and asked him to leave.
Song Wanhua quickly took a bus home. When he got home, he was sweating all over. He didn't care about anything else. He closed the door and counted the money with his wife at home. When he counted the money in the black bag, he found that there was actually 200,000 yuan in cash.
This is a huge sum of money.
He and his wife were stunned at the time, but tears flowed down their faces. He placed the God of Wealth that he had seen in his dream on the altar in his home and burned a stick of incense in the morning and evening.
Then he used the 200,000 yuan to buy fireworks from the firecracker and fireworks factory at the end of the year. Strangely enough, his business was surprisingly good. In just the twelfth month and the first month of the lunar year, he made hundreds of thousands of yuan from selling fireworks.
This was something he had never dared to think about before, so he simply stopped working and continued selling fireworks and firecrackers. Half a year later, his assets amounted to more than one million.
He set up a fireworks factory and his business became more and more prosperous. Then he bought a large piece of wasteland in the city, preparing to expand production. Who knew that the country was going to build a railway station there.
Song Wanhua's fireworks factory did not get off the ground, but he obtained the development rights for a large piece of land next to the train station and sold his own land to the state.
He built a hotel and a food court next to the train station, as well as some houses. Soon his assets exceeded 100 million yuan. His further development was so smooth and successful that it was unbelievable.
No matter what industry he is in, he makes huge profits, the kind that surprises everyone.
So in just less than twenty years, Song Wanhua went from a down-and-out worker who could only eat bread in the snow to the richest man in the country for three consecutive years.
Some people even say that if Song Wanhua had not been so low-key, he would have been the richest man in China five or twenty years ago, and his wealth would even have ranked among the top ten in the world.
That's pretty amazing.
To everyone, Song Wanhua is a legend, a man who is praised by many people and the richest man in the country whose words can become a hot topic.
But no one knew that he started his fortune as a God of Wealth in the Tiandi Pawnshop.
"I, it's been too long. I've moved several times, and I don't know where the God of Wealth has gone. How about this, I have money, I can give you this house, or a company, or 10 billion, really, I will never treat you unfairly..."
Song Wanhua, who had already sobered up at this time, did not have the aura of the richest man at all. Instead, he looked shameless and begged Hua Yueying in a low voice. The more he looked at this girl, the more familiar she looked.
Suddenly he remembered that the person who gave him the God of Wealth in the Pawnshop many years ago was this girl.
At first he was so overwhelmed with excitement that when he saw Hua Yueying for the first time, he just thought she was incredibly beautiful and reached out to take advantage of her. Only now did he realize that there are some people that you cannot touch even if you kill yourself.
At this time he begged, but only made the excuse that the God of Wealth had disappeared.
He is willing to pay compensation for this. A God of Wealth can give him this big house, or even tens of billions of money, and some of his companies, such as Wanhua Real Estate, are all acceptable.
"You still want to steal the things from the Tiandi Pawn Shop? Do you want to die? Or have you been the richest man for so long that you've forgotten where the money came from?"
Zhang Fan stood in front of Song Wanhua.
Such an important God of Wealth was lost?
Does Song Wanhua think they are easy to fool, or does he treat them as children? Doesn't he have any idea how he got his wealth?
If he knew that, he would not throw away the God of Wealth casually. Moreover, his business was going smoothly, which meant that the effect of the God of Wealth was still there and it was impossible for him to be thrown away!
"I, I, I haven't seen anyone come here for so many years. When we moved, I don't know where the people downstairs packed up. I looked for them back then, but I can't just kill them. That's against the law. I can't do that..."
Song Wanhua was still quibbling, hoping that his words would be believed by Zhang Fan or Hua Yueying.
It is possible to make compensation, but the God of Wealth cannot give it out because it is not in his hands.
"You won't give up until you reach the Yellow River..."
Hua Yueying frowned. Song Wanhua was so poor back then that he almost froze to death. That's why he came to the Tiandi Pawnshop and begged the God of Wealth for an 18-year lease. However, it has been overdue for three years today.
Because the Tiandi Pawnshop had no owner for these years and only Hua Yueying was the spirit of the pawnshop, many overdue debts had not been collected.
Especially for someone like Song Wanhua, a God of Wealth, he is really not a good thing for the Tiandi Pawnshop.
Things better than this were overdue and Tiandi Pawnshop didn't even try to take them back. This was because Zhang Fan, who had a good memory, remembered that when he saw Wanhua Real Estate was opened for sale, Song Wanhua seemed to have not returned the things he borrowed.
As Hua Yueying said this, she walked straight to Song Wanhua's study, and faced a wall of bookcases. She opened the bookcases and reached out to a cabinet. Her hand went through the wall as if it was tofu.
There was no resistance at all, and then he took out a palm-sized, smiling God of Wealth ornament.
When Song Wanhua saw the thing, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground again. He had put this thing in a safe and a bookcase outside. He hid it very secretly and didn't even tell his wife.
But this time Hua Yueying took out the God of Wealth accurately and directly. If he lost it, it would only fool children.
Song Wanhua naturally hid such an important thing in the place he thought was the safest.
Song Wanhua's study and safe both have alarm systems. The security personnel outside who were checking on today's guests suddenly heard the sound of a first-level alarm, which immediately alarmed all the one or two hundred people in charge of security in the villa!
This level one alarm sound is what the security personnel are trained to hear as soon as they start work. It means that Song Wanhua's life is under threat, and everyone must put down their work and protect Song Wanhua!
At this time, Song Wanhua was in the study. The security captain's first instinct was that the richest man Song Wanhua was kidnapped by gangsters in the study. It was important to save him and arrange some people to evacuate and comfort today's guests.
When the alarms sounded, they could not be heard in the study, but all the security guards in the entire villa could hear them through their headphones.
All the security guards took action. They were all retired special forces soldiers with very high quality. Even so, the careful Rong Zhikang still found something different.
These people are all rushing towards one place!
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