Balance:
Fu Yongning's wife counted them carefully with her fingers.
It's definitely over 40,000.
The woman stammered, "This...this...this..."
Fu Yongning pulled out the payment confirmation message and said, "Didn't I tell you? I'm currently working at sea with my uncle's boss."
"They went out to sea and brought back so much money."
"To be honest, it is indeed a bit too much."
His wife shook her head: "Impossible, you're kidding me."
"You've only been at sea for three days, and you've already earned over 30,000?"
"Fu Yongning, tell me the truth!"
By the end, the daughter's voice was trembling with tears. It wasn't that she couldn't believe it, or that she was timid; it was just that it was too terrifying.
Earning over ten thousand a day?
How could there be such a job? Even if there were, it would definitely be illegal!
Fu Yongning was both amused and exasperated.
He quickly grabbed his phone and called Old Fu, explaining that his wife didn't believe he earned so much money and asking Old Fu to explain it to her.
Old Fu explained the situation.
After hearing what Old Fu had to say, his wife finally believed him: "God."
"Uncle, you're amazing! You managed to find such a great boss."
"If I had known you guys would make so much money on this trip, I should have stewed a chicken for you today."
Old Fu smiled and said, "Then let's stew it tomorrow."
Fu Yongning and his wife are quite good; whenever they cook something delicious at home, they remember to send some to their uncle.
The woman responded repeatedly.
My husband earns so much money. Even if he were to treat me well, like some people say online, cooking one chicken and throwing it away, it wouldn't be so bad, except for being a bit wasteful.
Hang up the phone.
Although tears still clung to the woman's face, she could no longer suppress her laughter, laughing and wiping away her tears at the same time.
Fu Yongning lit a cigarette with a satisfied smile and said, "If the weather is good, I can easily earn at least six figures this month!"
"This year, I might be able to make several hundred thousand!"
"Tsk tsk, what a pity, God isn't cooperating, I wonder when the weather will improve."
When the woman came to her senses, she suddenly punched him a few more times.
"Overjoyed?"
"Your boss gives you so much money, how come you catch all the fish on the boat and take it all home?"
"I did that during my break time, so I should have taken it home myself."
“You earn over ten thousand a day? How many hours a day is that? You could sell every single second of your life to someone and still not lose out!” The woman pointed at his head and said, “If you don’t rest during your rest time, how will you be able to work properly when it’s time to work?”
"I definitely won't let it interfere with my work."
"You'd better hold onto this great job and not try anything funny."
"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."
"That's more like it. Shall we go buy a study desk for our son tomorrow?"
"I'll buy it for my son, and I'll buy it for you too."
"I don't need it."
"You should take better care of your face."
"What, you believe this old hag now?"
"No, I just want to spend money on you."
"That's more like it. You haven't bought new clothes for several years. I'll get you two nice outfits tomorrow."
"Okay, okay."
In the past, Fu Yongning would definitely have shaken his head, unwilling to say that he had enough clothes to wear and could wear more, and that he would talk about it next year.
But now.
It seems there's really no need to be so frugal.
...
On the other side.
The Fan brothers couldn't sleep at night, so they found the fireworks they had bought for the New Year but hadn't been willing to set off, and ran to the front gate to set them off.
Fireworks were dazzling.
But not many people enjoyed it late at night; those who were already asleep were awakened and found it unusually noisy.
"Brother, the fireworks are so beautiful. Let's buy more for Chinese New Year this year."
"Okay, buy it. We'll put it away properly for the Chinese New Year this year."
"hey-hey."
Hehehe.
...
The next morning.
After getting up, Wu An didn't check his phone. Since he wasn't going out to sea, he was too lazy to keep an eye on the time.
After thinking about it, I realized there wasn't much to do that day, so I decided to spend it however I wanted.
My dad and older brother aren't home; they've both gone to work.
After Wu An finished eating, he went for a walk around the dock. The rain stopped, but the sky remained gloomy.
The storm is still raging, showing no signs of abating.
The convenience store was quite crowded.
Wu An also went over to join in the fun. He originally just wanted to hear some gossip, but he ended up being given the center position by accident.
no way.
His status and position are undeniable; no one dares to disrespect him.
However, he is not the focus of today's discussion.
It was Shen Nan.
"Shen Nan is dating a girl who's pretty. He even said that a man should settle down before building a career."
The speaker was Sister Duan, and her sarcastic little tune was perfectly executed.
Wu An listened for a while, but found it uninteresting. Just as he was about to leave, Lao Jiang called him into the house.
He said mysteriously, "I heard that Shen Nan's girlfriend knows you. Could it be your ex...?"
Wu An shook his head: "What are you thinking about?"
"I only had one before."
"They've all already gone far away."
Old Jiang nodded: "You're really something, you had the foresight to get those people away beforehand."
Wu An: "Get lost, what kind of talk is that?"
"If you can't chat, then don't chat."
Old Jiang shouted, "I was praising you for being so capable."
Wu An walked away without looking back, giving the middle finger.
Back home.
Then I realized I hadn't been using my phone. I picked it up and saw a ton of calls and texts, all from Liang Rong.
Call them.
"Ah An, what's going on? I've already sent people to your village to look for you."
"I wasn't on my phone." Wu An was a little speechless. He knew you were in a hurry, but there was no need to act like it.
With you doing this, I'd be doing you a favor by not paying a high price.
Are you home?
"Yes, you really sent someone?"
"Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it. I originally planned to come to you in person, but I saw that your breakfast was pretty good, so I sat down and had some."
"Alright, I'll give you the exact location. Send someone over."
I made a phone call, walked to my door, and greeted Lao Meng. Lao Meng was smoking, drinking tea, and listening to some music, looking incredibly relaxed.
He sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.
"Uncle, my friend has arranged for someone to pick me up and take me to town. I'll sit and wait for a while."
I waited for quite a while.
I drank half a pot of tea.
Old Meng's gaze towards him changed.
Wu An said irritably, "Uncle, I'm not that kind of person. I've never hidden my intentions if I wanted to mooch off your tea."
“Someone really came to pick me up.”
"It was just a bit too long-winded. I should have just driven to town directly."
They were complaining.
A Rolls-Royce turned out of the alley and drove to the entrance.
A burly man dressed in black and wearing white gloves got out of the car.
Damn it.
The people of Wu'an were dumbfounded.
TV dramas becoming reality?
It turns out that these short dramas aren't just awkward acting; they actually happen in real life...
"Hello, Mr. Wu."
"I am the Third Young Master's bodyguard. You can just call me Ah Qin."
Wu An stood up to greet him.
Look.
This is the kind of status a rich young master has.
Just as they were lost in thought, a commotion arose at the entrance of the alley; the villagers who had seen the Rolls-Royce were following them.
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