Yan Shule quickly took Xue Yang to check in.
Yan Luofei, who was filming in Liucheng, also received a call again.
"What did you say?" Yan Luofei exclaimed in disbelief, and the assistant beside her subconsciously glanced at her.
Yan Luofei realized that his reaction was a bit exaggerated. He smiled at the assistant soothingly and walked aside with his phone. "Are you sure they have moved into Hongsheng?"
After receiving a positive response from the other side, Yan Luofei bit her lip and frowned. After a while, she said, "Keep watching. Tell me if there is anything."
She hung up the phone, unable to understand how Yan Shule could have the money to live in Hongsheng.
This was completely beyond her expectations. She originally thought that Yan Shule must not have much money on her. Even with the money from Xue Yang, the two of them could at most find a small inn or a run-down hotel to stay in. Then she could use the same trick again and drive the people out no matter where they went.
But it was Hongsheng, and she couldn't get her hand in at all.
But what if I live in Hongsheng? These two people are unemployed now and can only live off their savings. They are both penniless. She wants to see how long they can stay in Hongsheng!
Yan Luofei thought bitterly. She didn't dare to act rashly now. She knew that Yan Shule avoided those small hotels and would rather spend more money to go to Hongsheng. She must have noticed something. For the time being, she could only lie low and wait and see what happened before taking any action.
She still has an ace in her hand that she hasn't played yet.
Yan Shule had a very good stay in the hotel these days. She went out to eat with Xue Yang every day and stayed in the hotel when she came back. Watching Lihua's stock soaring, she couldn't be in a better mood.
But she still couldn't figure out who was going to deal with her, but she also figured out one thing, that is, since she couldn't guess who was going to deal with her from her original body's memory and her experiences in the past few days, then the reason might not be that simple.
It's definitely not just because of the enmity, there must be other reasons.
After more than a week, Yan Shule only had a few thousand yuan left, so she decided to sell all the stocks she had bought for the first time, for $200,000.
Lihua's stock price has been hitting the daily limit almost every day recently, and has risen from more than two yuan to more than one hundred yuan. Not to mention the one million yuan she invested later, even the two hundred thousand yuan she invested before has risen to more than twenty million yuan.
She will still have more than half left after buying a house, so she can consider other investments.
But before Yan Shule could make any move, Xue Yang approached her first.
"This is my savings over the years. It's not much, just 30,000 yuan. It can keep us going for another week." Xue Yang handed over the bank card embarrassedly. "I think your stock still has a lot of room for growth. Don't rush to sell it."
So the two of them stayed in the hotel for another week relying on Xue Yang's savings, and the shares of Lihua Technology began to show a steady upward trend. Yan Shule saw that its color was much lighter than before. Although it would still rise, it would not be as crazy as before.
But Yan Shule still chose to sell only the 200,000 shares he had bought earlier, and the total value he received had turned into 36 million.
The one million she invested before has now become 180 million, and it can still increase.
Yan Shule became a wealthy woman with a net worth of hundreds of millions.
As soon as Yan Shule got the money from selling the stocks, he did not go to look for a house first, but transferred 1.8 million dividends to Xue Yang first.
"Just think of it as the 30,000 yuan you earned in the stock market." Yan Shule said.
This was the first time in Xue Yang's life that he saw so much money. His hands were shaking as he held the bank card. He swallowed hard, "Is this money really for me?"
Yan Shule nodded, "Of course it's true." If it weren't for the 30,000 yuan Xue Yang gave her for emergency, she wouldn't have been able to make the extra 10 million yuan. "Just consider the 30,000 yuan as my investment. The 1.8 million yuan is what you earned from the 30,000 yuan you spent on the stock market these days."
No wonder Xue Yang's aura suddenly became so red after he resigned, it seems like he made a fortune from her, Yan Shule muttered to herself.
Xue Yang didn't know what Yan Shule was thinking. He now felt that his choice to follow Yan Shule was indeed the right one. More than one million yuan! He had never seen so much money in his entire life.
On the afternoon of the day she received the money, Yan Shule took Xue Yang to the sales office of Desheng Real Estate in Anyi District and bought two 90-square-meter fully-furnished high-end apartments on the same floor with full payment. She lived in one apartment and used the other as a staff dormitory. Although it was called a staff dormitory, Xue Yang was actually the only one living there.
Originally, she wanted to buy a house to live together, but it is always inconvenient for a man and a woman to live together. She is not short of money now, so naturally she hopes to have her own independent space.
After receiving a red envelope of more than one million yuan and a free high-end apartment to live in, Xue Yang felt dazed the whole day and felt like he was living in heaven.
The two apartments cost more than 13 million yuan, and only half of the money Yan Shule had was used.
In the next few days, Yan Shule took Xue Yang shopping everywhere, and they bought all the missing items in the apartment, and they only spent more than one million yuan.
Yan Shule has been living a very comfortable life these days, but some people are not feeling so well.
Yan Shule was in a private room when she signed the contract to buy a house. Knowing that she had no money, the people Yan Luofei sent to investigate her were suspicious for a moment but did not dare to think about it. The employees of Desheng Real Estate are well-trained and will not disclose any information about the guests. Therefore, the private detective hired by Yan Luofei had no idea about Yan Shule's purchase of a house.
It was not until Yan Shule checked out of the hotel and swaggered into the community with his suitcase, and then went in and out several times to buy some furniture and pots and pans, that they finally confirmed that Yan Shule had actually bought a house in Jingxin Garden, which is owned by Desheng Real Estate.
However, the management of Jingxin Garden is very strict. They can't get in at all, nor can they investigate in more detail. They can only send the information they know temporarily to Yan Luofei.
After receiving the message, Yan Luofei read it five or six times and was unwilling to believe it. How could Yan Shule have so much money? Where did she get all this money? Why didn't the private detective she hired find anything?
Sure enough, these third-rate detective agencies outside are not reliable at all, but if she uses the connections around her...
No, you can't do that!
Yan Luofei frowned, his fingers pinching the flesh of his palm unconsciously.
She had to think of a way...
So the next day, Zhou Zhihao, who came to visit the crew, "accidentally" saw the provocative text message that "Yan Shule" sent anonymously to Yan Luofei.
It said that she had bought a house in Jingxin Garden with the money Zhou Zhihao gave her, and that Zhou Zhihao still had feelings for her. She was waiting for the day when Yan Luofei would be abandoned by Zhou Zhihao and get tired of him, so that she could return to Zhou Zhihao and so on...
The message was full of infatuation with Zhou Zhihao and hatred and provocation towards Yan Luofei.
"I know she is just unwilling to accept it. I already have you, so why should I care about what she says? I don't want you to cause trouble for her. I just hope you promise me not to see her again..." Yan Luofei acted very generous and understanding, and appropriately let Zhou Zhihao see that she cared about him.
While Zhou Zhihao was happy, he once again "accidentally" discovered that Yan Luofei was very sad secretly.
He couldn't get involved in Jingxin Garden, but that didn't mean he had no way out.
At night, in a villa somewhere in the capital, a gray-haired but still elegant man sat in the study. His originally gentle and elegant face was frowned, and the deepening fine lines made him look much more serious. His angry eyes further destroyed his gentle temperament. He grabbed the phone and gently scolded the other end, "How many times have I told you not to call me if you have nothing to do? I will naturally contact you and your son when I go on a business trip to Hai City."
I don't know what the other end of the phone said in reply, but he got even angrier, "Are you crazy? You called me just because of such a small matter. Just persuade your own woman, and don't meddle in other things!"
"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I haven't been hiding in this family for so many years just for such a small matter. Now that you've grown up, can you use some brains?"
After saying that, the man turned off his phone and took a few deep breaths.
About ten minutes later, he walked out of the study again, looking elegant and gentle as water. He walked slowly down the stairs.
The woman sitting on the sofa in the living room downstairs looks to be in her forties or fifties, but no one would know that she is already sixty-six years old. She has a beautiful face, delicate features, and her every move still carries the innocence of a young girl, which shows how gentle time has been to her.
She heard some noise on the stairs, turned around and waved happily to the man on the stairs, "Yaosheng, come down quickly, why did you take so long to make the call? Zhou Zhou and Xiao Shen will be back for dinner tonight, they're almost here, and the kitchen is almost ready."
Zhou Yaosheng walked down the stairs calmly with a smile on his face. Even after decades, his eyes were full of affection as he looked at the woman. He said in a doting tone, "I know, I know. You've been talking about it all day."
Qiao Yueyi acted coquettishly and refused to give in, "Are you dissatisfied with my age and my excessive talk?"
"How could that be? No matter how much you say, it's not too much." Zhou Yaosheng smiled and touched her hair. The faint smile lines made him look gentlemanly and gentle. Even at the age of over sixty, he was still full of charm.
"I can hear my parents being so affectionate from far away. They're still so corny after all these years." Following a hearty laugh, a middle-aged woman dressed smartly strode into the living room. Behind her followed a man with a rather serious temperament, holding the hand of a boy about ten years old.
This family is Zhou Yaosheng and Qiao Yueyi’s eldest daughter Qiao Zhou and eldest son-in-law Shan Zhe, as well as their love child, Shan An, who is ten years old this year.
The handsome and tall man following behind this family was Qiao Shen.
As soon as he entered the door, he glanced at Zhou Yaosheng obscurely, and then greeted him as usual, "Dad, Mom."
"Everyone is here, let's set the table first." Qiao Yueyi looked at her husband with a smile, waiting for him to speak.
Zhou Yaosheng smiled and patted her shoulder, "I'll go talk to the kitchen."
Qiao Shen watched his father leave, his brows slightly frowned.
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