Seeing Feng Ran on the video call, Feng Nangui frowned but still opened the door.
His mother said two days ago that Feng Ran wanted to come over, and he had refused, but his mother did not agree.
Feng Ran didn't come yesterday, and Feng Nangui thought she wasn't coming. Unexpectedly, she still came.
"Go back. I don't need anyone to take care of me."
The door had just opened when Feng Ran was wondering whether she should smile. Before she could even open her mouth, she was met with a cold remark.
Sitting in his electric wheelchair, Feng Nangui lacked his usual shrewdness; his entire aura seemed much gentler. He wore a white t-shirt and gray pajama bottoms. He looked rather frail.
"Brother... I've taken the money. I'll take care of you for two months and then leave."
"I'll pay your mother back the money for you. You can go back now." As Feng Nangui was about to close the door, Feng Ran stopped him with one hand.
"Brother, I've taken the money. And I really need it. It's only for two months; I'll leave after that. Otherwise, I really can't take the money."
It was unclear whether it was because Feng Ran's expression was too serious or for some other reason. In the end, Feng Nangui simply turned his wheelchair around silently, but did not close the door.
A breeze drifted into the living room, and he put down his suitcase, saying, "Brother, which room do I stay in?"
"...the last one on the right."
"Thank you, brother."
Fengran has always been quite capable with her hands. She has also already mastered excellent culinary skills.
After putting my luggage in the room, I came out to check what was in the refrigerator.
One has to admire the extravagance of capitalists.
The top floor of the building is all Fengnan Guijia, probably at least several hundred square meters.
The open-plan kitchen features three large double-door refrigerators placed side by side.
I opened them one by one and wow! All kinds of meat, seafood, vegetables, fruits, and even supplements.
Feng Ran was so overwhelmed by all the choices that she didn't know what to cook for lunch.
"Brother, what do you want to eat for lunch? It's already past ten o'clock, I need to start making lunch."
"Auntie will come to cook lunch."
The subtext is, "You don't need to do anything, can you hurry up and leave?" That won't do.
She should have done her job properly. If those two women knew she'd come all this way and done nothing... The auntie finished. And that 40,000 yuan...
Feng Ran shook her head. "Brother, call Auntie and tell her to come back in two months. I can do all these chores."
"No……"
"Brother! Can you help me? I still need to pay tuition and stuff for the second semester."
Feng Ran immediately put on a pitiful look, as if she were short of money.
If cannibalism starts happening all over the world in six months... then she needs to make money and stockpile inventory now!
She'd been coldly observing Feng Nangui for a long time. He was incredibly wealthy, and his older brother... didn't seem like a bad person either. She wanted to see if she could squeeze some more money out of him in the next two months.
Don't men all like innocent and vulnerable women? If she can make money by pretending to be like that, then it's worth it.
"what ever."
"Thank you, brother. ...You're so kind. I'll just make something simple for lunch. Remember to call and tell Auntie not to come, okay?"
Feng Ran first took out a piece of A5 Wagyu beef... The texture and the marbling were amazing—it would be delicious no matter how you pan-fried it.
Grab a few more asparagus spears. A packet of pasta and sauce.
Then I simply pan-fried a steak, added pasta, garnished with asparagus and cherry tomatoes, and fried an egg to go with it.
The color is perfect.
The aroma is perfect.
"Brother, dinner's ready."
Feng Ran placed two steak sets on the table. She also brought over some specially squeezed orange juice.
The person opposite me ate slowly and methodically without saying a word. They even finished their orange juice. Looks like they did a good job.
Feng Ran silently finished her meal, then put the plates, cutlery, and other utensils in the dishwasher before slipping back to her room to devise a stockpiling plan.
"She currently has over 108,500 yuan in her bank account. With Grandma Zhang's two apartments near the school, they should be worth over 2 million yuan."
Feng Ran muttered to himself as he calculated his current savings.
Since Grandma Zhang has given the house to herself, and thinking that it won't be worth much in six months, she might as well sell it all.
"If only we could make some more money."
Fengran opened her phone's notes app, trying to plan what to buy first.
In fact, after the sudden appearance of such a thing as space, Feng Ran believed that the nightmare was real.
If you're going to stock up on goods, you need a perfect plan.
One hundred acres...that's a lot.
Since it can freeze time and store things, there must be plenty of good stuff.
It's all black soil...
"Okay! Let's get some shelves and metal plates first! Otherwise, it'll get so dirty if we keep everything on the ground!"
Feng Ran directly opened the red software.
The items are cheap and there's a huge variety!
Anyway, she still has six months, so she has plenty of time to prepare.
After comparing prices from three different vendors, I found a 250cm x 120cm x 300cm x 3-tier shelving unit with a 2-ton load capacity. The original price was 1020 yuan. Contact customer service to find the owner. Discounts are available for bulk orders.
Feng Ran calculated the money she had and immediately ordered one hundred. The shop owner gave her a discount, rounding it up to a whole number, leaving her with just a few dollars. However, the owner offered free delivery, saving her a significant amount on shipping costs.
In the afternoon, Feng Ran took a car directly to the suburbs, knowing there were many abandoned factories there. Afraid of attracting attention, she wore a mask and hat, covering herself completely before setting off.
Following the rental advertisement on the factory gate, Feng Ran quickly found the owner and rented a dilapidated factory for six months at a price of one thousand yuan per month.
The shelf owner said they didn't have enough stock for at least a hundred units, so it would take a month to ship. Feng Ran paid half the deposit upfront, and now that the factory space was rented, they provided the address. She'll pick up the goods when they arrive.
It was almost 5 p.m. when I got home. Feng Nangui wasn't in the living room, and Feng Ran didn't ask why. She just had a drink and rested for a while before preparing dinner at 6 p.m. sharp.
...
For dinner, Fengran took shrimp, green beans, carrots, bok choy, and Cantonese sausage from the refrigerator to make a braised rice dish. Then she took out pork ribs and lotus root to make a soup in a clay pot.
Finally, after the rice was cooked, I stir-fried some shredded pork and celery, and braised a sea bass.
The vegetables were all very fresh; Feng Ran guessed they were delivered fresh every day.
To her surprise, Feng Nangui sat down at the dining table and handed her a check.
One hundred thousand yuan.
"This... Brother, why are you giving me money?"
"It's not that we're short of money."
"That's enough. We don't need this."
Feng Ran pretended to be understanding and pushed the check back, but in her heart she was extremely unwilling. It was 100,000 yuan!
"Take it."
Feng Nangui's voice was soft and indifferent. It brooked no refusal.
Very good!
Feng Ran pretended to be embarrassed and said, "It wouldn't be good if Auntie found out."
"What."
"Your mother knows..."
"It's alright. Take it, I won't tell her." As if afraid that Feng Ran would worry, Feng Nangui added at the end.
That's exactly what I wanted to hear.
"Thank you, brother. By the way, I'm here taking care of you now. Just call me if you need anything."
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