Chapter 71 If I suddenly had 20 million, how would I spend it?
When she got home and opened the door, the living room was bright and cheerful, as if the house was welcoming her back.
Ji Mingxiu changed his shoes and poured her a glass of warm water. "It's late. Wash up and get some rest. Remember to take your medicine. Check on your injury tomorrow morning and see if you need to go to the hospital."
Bo Wei noticed that his mood was a little off, but she didn't know what was wrong. She was already very tired and didn't have the energy to think about it anymore.
Everything that happened today seems like a dream, and she hasn't fully processed it yet.
She took the water glass and nodded. "Okay, you should get some rest too."
Back in her room, Bo Wei put down her bag and the first thing she did was go to the bathroom to take a shower and wash her hair.
The warm water washing over my body felt like it washed away all the bad luck, leaving me feeling completely refreshed.
I changed into clean, comfortable pajamas and dried my hair.
I cleaned up the bathroom before returning to my room.
I took the phone with the cracked screen, wrapped in tissue paper, out of my bag and placed it on the table.
He took the new phone box out of the bag, held it in his hand for a long time, and finally put it down without opening it.
Instead, she opened the drawer and pulled out a very old cell phone from the very back; it was her old cell phone from college.
Use the pin of the earring to pry open the SIM card slots of both phones and insert the SIM card into the old phone.
When I turned the phone back on, the familiar screen saver reappeared, and it felt like I had returned to a bygone era.
I logged into WeChat using the verification code and topped up my account balance by 100 yuan. The bank card I used for the top-up was the same one that had been deposited into my account today.
Bo Wei's chest heaved as she entered her payment password; she was very nervous.
The password was entered in less than two seconds.
"Bon! Go!" A text message notification sounded, and the phone vibrated a few times.
Bo Wei's heart nearly leaped out of her throat from the vibration. Her hand trembled, and the phone fell onto the table with a clatter, startling her again. She quickly picked it up.
My eyes saw a text message icon in the status bar at the top of the phone.
Upon opening the message, the text message immediately appeared: expenditure amount 100.00 yuan, balance 20,012,459.89 yuan.
One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million! Ten million!
Bo Wei gasped. What a long string of numbers!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
In the quiet night, Bo Wei could hear every beat of her own heart clearly.
More than 20 million!
This money is enough to change her life!
So, what is she going to do with this money?
Even if this money were simply kept in a bank account, the annual interest would be enough for her...
She quickly searched on her phone for 'how much interest can you get annually if you deposit 20 million in a bank'.
When the results came out... Bo Wei's eyes widened in surprise; the annual interest was a staggering several hundred thousand!
No wonder the rich get richer! It turns out that as long as you do nothing, your money will keep making you more money!
At that moment, when she truly realized that she possessed twenty million, she was surprised to find that the long-standing gloom and resentment in her heart gradually dissipated.
In that instant, she seemed to have forgiven many things, and felt a sense of clarity and ease in her heart.
No, it shouldn't be called forgiveness, but rather indifference.
Because she has money, she is no longer afraid of many things, even getting sick!
If she had had 20 million when she was sick, she wouldn't have been so helpless, wouldn't have gone to her parents to talk about it, and wouldn't have owed so many favors that are hard to repay.
Her illness can either be cured with money, or if it can't be cured, she'll just die.
Money can buy her dignity, confidence, and fearlessness!
It turns out that money has such a powerful effect on ordinary people!
It took a long time before I finally came to my senses.
At this moment, her expression remained calm, but her eyes, which had always been lowered, seemed to open up, and a light appeared in them, as if her entire appearance had changed.
After reading the text message several times, Bo Wei finally put down her phone.
Like a robot without expression or emotion, I started tidying up the room, putting the unopened new phone in the cabinet, then putting the broken phone deep in the drawer, and finally giving the room a quick tidy up.
After completing all of this methodically, she sat back down on the bed.
I stared blankly for a while before getting into bed and turning off the light.
In the dark room, she opened her eyes and looked up at the sky.
Everything that happened today flashed before my eyes like a fleeting glimpse: I went to work with Ji Mingxiu in the morning, had lunch together to celebrate Zhou Yang's birthday, went to Yaoxiang Pavilion together, was then harassed by Zhao Peng, was finally rescued by President Li, received 20 million, and finally returned home.
The final image shows the remaining balance of 20 million.
She never thought about how she would spend 20 million if she suddenly had it.
Now, she can think about it.
To pay off the debt, 500,000.
Buying a house... Forget it, 20 million to buy a house in City A, I'd probably lose most of it. I'd rather put it in the bank and earn interest first, and then buy the house I like when I have enough.
She likes big, well-lit, and nice houses, preferably detached houses without neighbors. The things her neighbors leave at their front doors give her a headache.
The more money she has, the greater her ambition becomes. She never dared to dream of buying a house before, but now she's thinking about buying a nice one.
Buy a car, 500,000.
Give Ji Mingxiu five million.
I bought gifts for my friends, one million.
In this way, she still has more than 13 million yuan left. She can keep 3 million yuan in a savings account to spend, and put 10 million yuan in a fixed deposit account to make the money work hard to generate more money for her!
As she thought about it, Bo Wei smiled.
This feeling of fantasy is so joyful, so relaxing, so fulfilling.
This kind of happiness comes so easily.
But she really does have 20 million now!
...
The darkness in the room was gradually driven out and taken over by the light, and Bo Wei woke up.
I was stunned for a moment when I saw the old cell phone on the bedside table.
He then checked his phone for a text message; the message was still there, unchanged.
But at this moment, Bo Wei's mood was no longer as excited as it had been the night before, and she calmly put down her phone.
There was even a hint of unease in this otherwise uneventful situation, as the money might be quietly transferred away at any moment.
She needs to be mentally prepared to lose everything.
I put down my phone, got out of bed, and immediately noticed the discomfort in my throat.
Pain, dryness.
She coughed lightly, and the pain intensified.
She hurriedly got up to look in the mirror and saw bruises all around her neck where she had been pinched.
It looks somewhat frightening; any outsider who glances at it can't help but focus their gaze on her neck and look suspicious.
After washing up, she tried to cover up her blemishes with foundation while putting on makeup. I hadn't noticed before, but now I realize that her foundation's concealing effect is surprisingly poor.
She wiped off the foundation from her neck and pulled out a navy blue, minimalist, fitted, knee-length dress from her wardrobe. The fabric was high-quality and lustrous, and it accentuated her beautiful curves, giving her a professional and capable look.
Bo Wei tied a silk scarf around her neck, which perfectly covered the bruises and also served as a wonderful embellishment to her minimalist outfit, adding a touch of sophistication and elegance.
She put on stockings, tied her hair up in a bun, wore a pair of matching earrings, grabbed her bag and phone, and opened the door.
Ji Mingxiu's eyes lit up, but a sense of helplessness flashed through his heart.
Even if you spend every day with her, you'll still be amazed by her beauty, let alone other men.
Seeing the scarf around her neck, he couldn't see what was wrong, so he could only ask with concern, "How are you today? Are you alright?"
Bo Wei shook her head. "It hurts a little, but it's okay. I brought my medicine with me and I'll take it in the office."
Her voice was hoarse, and her throat was a little sore.
Upon hearing her voice, Ji Mingxiu frowned. "Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital to get checked out?"
"No need, let's go." She didn't want to say another word; swallowing or twisting her neck was painful.
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