649. Chapter 649: If you don't make money, you are a bastard



Listening to Pei Wenping's indignant muttering, Shen Mingzhu jokingly added some hot tea to her cup and said, "Drink some tea to cool down."

After talking for a long time, Pei Wenping felt a little thirsty, so she picked up the cup to moisten her throat.

While Pei Wenping was drinking tea, Shen Mingzhu explained: "I invested this money not because of her, but because I am optimistic about Brother Zhao's project and ability."

When it comes to Zhao Dafa's ability, Pei Wenping has no doubts about it.

"Can you really make money from real estate development? How much can you make?"

Shen Mingzhu pondered and said, "If the project development goes smoothly, the profit will be conservatively not less than 50%."

Pei Wenping took a breath and said, "You're not bragging about making so much money, are you?"

Shen Mingzhu waved to Pei Wenping, and when Pei Wenping came closer, she said a few words in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Pei Wenping's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"… Once this policy becomes popular, the number of people buying houses will surge in the next few years. By then, there will only be houses that cannot be bought, not houses that cannot be sold."

The policy that Shen Mingzhu mentioned is housing loans.

So far, housing loans have only started on a small scale and are being promoted on a pilot basis in some cities.

In another one or two years, housing loan business and various housing loan policies will be popularized nationwide. By then, the demand for housing will surge, and those who want to buy a house will have to queue up.

This is also the reason why Shen Mingzhu was willing to invest five million in Zhao Dafa.

"Then I'll invest some money too. How much money did Zhao Dafa need?"

Shen Mingzhu made a two gesture.

Pei Wenping drank the tea in the cup in one gulp and slammed the table, "Then I'll invest two million!"

Shen Mingzhu said in a gloomy tone: "Didn't you just say that you didn't care whether Hongmei lived or died?"

"You're a bastard if you don't make money. If I can't get along with her, how can I get along with money?"

Seeing that Pei Wenping was serious, Shen Mingzhu advised, "Sister, you should reconsider it. Any investment is risky. If something unexpected happens in the middle of the process, you may not be able to get the money back."

"What should I be afraid of? Even if the sky falls, won't you, a tall guy, be there to support it?"

Some truth, but not much.

Pei Wenping has always been decisive in her work. After dinner, she called Zhao Dafa to arrange a meeting time.

The talks went smoothly and the contract was signed that evening. The next day, Pei Wenping transferred two million to the Dafa Company account.

After doing all this, Pei Wenping remembered to call Chen Yi to ask about the situation.

The two million was the money that Chen Yi earned from stock trading.

"I hate you guys!"

Seeing her daughter angrily throwing away her chopsticks and running upstairs, Shen Mingzhu subconsciously glared at the man.

It's all your fault, you bastard. You insisted on traveling alone. Now you're in trouble.

Pei Yang put down his unfinished bowl of rice, feeling guilty, and said, "I'll go and comfort her."

After Pei Yang left, only Shen Mingzhu and Pei Ziheng were left at the table.

"Son."

"Son?"

After calling her twice, Pei Ziheng raised his eyes and said, "So mom still remembers me. I thought you only had your dear husband in your heart, not your cheap son like me."

The sour tone is comparable to that of century-old vinegar.

"Mom can explain..."

"An explanation is a cover-up."

"...Okay, Mom and Dad are playful and want to go out alone. Mom and Dad have never gone out alone in all the years they have been married."

"You are still young and will have many opportunities in the future, but mom and dad are getting older year by year. We also want to experience some different life experiences while we are still young."

After she said this, Pei Ziheng's resistance obviously disappeared for the most part.

"Mom, you and Dad can go out without worry. I will take good care of the house and my sister."

"Um."

upstairs.

Pei Yang quickly coaxed Pei Tang into submission with a birthday party, and then took him downstairs to continue having dinner.

"Mom, you have to remember to buy me a gift."

"Yes, buy it."

"I want double!" Pei Tang pointed out two white and tender fingers.

Shen Mingzhu put the peeled shrimp meat into her daughter's bowl and asked curiously, "Why is it double?"

"One is an ordinary gift, and the other is my birthday present!"

"But mom has already prepared a birthday present for you in advance."

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Upon hearing this, Pei Tang's eyes suddenly sparkled, "Mom, what birthday present did you prepare for me?"

"Keep it a secret for now, you'll know on your birthday."

Pei Tang stopped eating and hugged her arm and acted like a spoiled child, "Mom, tell me what birthday present you prepared for me. I know now."

Shen Mingzhu pinched her daughter's soft face and said, "Are you sure you want me to tell you now? If you know now, there won't be any surprise on your birthday, right?"

Pei Tang's mind worked very quickly, and he made the second best choice: "Then I want to choose the gift you bring me this time."

"Okay, what do you want?"

"I want a pair of skates!"

Shen Mingzhu was a little surprised, "Can you skate?"

"If I don't know how to do it, I can learn."

Shen Mingzhu readily agreed to her daughter's request, and in order to treat them equally, she also asked Pei Ziheng what gift he wanted.

Pei Ziheng also asked for a pair of ice skates, probably because he wanted to learn ice skating with his sister.

The next day is the day of departure.

The couple deliberately told their children about the trip the day before departure, and they were a little scheming. This way, even if the two children wanted to go together, they would not have the chance, after all, passports and air tickets need to be processed in advance.

After checking the luggage and documents, Shen Mingzhu gave her mobile phone to Pei Ziheng and told him to carry it with him when he went out and to call him as soon as he had any questions.

Afterwards, he asked his daughter to recite the phone numbers of Pei Wenping, Pei Ke and Pei Yang.

Pei Tang had been memorizing the addresses and phone numbers of his own home and his elders' homes since he was four years old, and he already knew them by heart.

After she finished reciting, Shen Mingzhu gave her a kiss on the face as a reward, "Great! You should listen to your aunt and brother at home, don't run around alone, and don't trust strangers."

"Got it, Mom."

After giving instructions to the two children, Shen Mingzhu and Pei Yang got in a taxi and headed for the airport.

As the taxi drove away, Zhao Yun teased Pei Tang deliberately, "Guoguo, your mother doesn't love you anymore. She won't even take you with her when she goes out to play."

Pei Tang rolled his eyes and asked, "When will you pay me back?"

"I'll return it to you tomorrow. Come to the gym with your brother tomorrow to cheer him on."

After saying that, he left in a hurry under the pretext of practicing basketball.

It was the first time in his life that Zhao Yun was asked to pay off his debt, and it was a little girl of only a few years old. Even though he had a thick face, he still felt a little embarrassed.

After leaving the Pei family, he did not go directly to the court to practice, but went to the place where Ren Jingshu practiced dancing.

"Jingshu, don't forget to come to the gymnasium to watch me play basketball at 9:30 tomorrow morning."

Facing Zhao Yun's brilliant smile, Ren Jingshu said slowly, "I have something to do tomorrow."

The smile on Zhao Yun's face suddenly collapsed.

After pestering for a long time and making sure that Ren Jingshu really couldn't go to watch him play basketball tomorrow, Zhao Yun walked away as listless as an eggplant hit by frost.

Ren Jingshu stared at his back for a while, then turned around and continued to practice dancing. (End of this chapter)


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