The villagers gathered around Wei Lun's old home, all talking about the products of Jue Lun Technology Group.
They didn't really understand either, so they asked Wei Fan and Xia Wanru, leaving the couple completely baffled.
In fact, Wei Lun's parents didn't understand technology either. Although they only knew how to use holographic communication, the elderly people in the village all had basic mobile phones and couldn't use holographic communication.
As for micro-nano medical robots and firefighting robots, they see them as an even more unattainable technology.
Old Li sat in a chair, smoking a cigarette.
“I said, Wei Fan, look at us, we’re all getting old, and there are so many people living in our village, it’s so crowded, we have nowhere to exercise.”
Old Li has recently noticed a significant decline in his physical condition. His once strong and powerful limbs now leave him breathless after walking just a few steps.
Grandpa Sun, Grandma Wang, and the rest of the group were all marveling at how quickly time had passed, and they all agreed with what Old Li had said.
When Wei Lun was very young, during their prime, every household would visit each other's homes and alleys before the New Year, and the relationships between them were incredibly close.
With the development of various high technologies in recent years, children have left the village and gone to big cities.
Over time, people interacted less and less. Now that they're all getting older, they lament that they're all outdated.
Grandpa Sun looked very depressed.
"Hey Wei Fan, your kid is so outstanding, could you think of a way to get everyone together in the future? And maybe even get some exercise while you're at it?"
Grandpa Sun is particularly fond of health preservation, but unfortunately, the village is densely packed with houses and has nothing else but cement roads and rows of trees.
It's not that I'm being selfish; after all, there are so many elderly people in the village, and with no designated areas for activities, they interact very little.
The once deep friendship has gradually faded, and as people get older, they become even less inclined to visit each other.
Hearing everyone say this, Wei Fan's mind started to wander.
Now that Wei Lun owns such a large company, it's only right that he contributes something to the village.
However, as Wei Lun's father, he didn't know whether Wei Lun had any money, despite the exaggerated claims on television.
In Wei Fan's mind, Wei Lun had only made a little money and might not be able to help anyone.
"Everyone, we can figure out a way to handle this later. Our village really has too few places to operate, and the village committee doesn't have much money."
Wei Fan frowned slightly. Should he ask Wei Lun to donate some money to the village to build an activity center?
Xia Wanru brought out cups of green tea from inside the house and handed them to the villagers.
Everyone wore smiles, and their relationship with Wei Lun's parents became even closer.
Old Li took out a savings book.
“Wei Fan, how about we all chip in? I have 10,000 yuan left for retirement. Our village can’t go on like this. We don’t have many years left to live. It would be such a waste if we left with regrets.”
Old Li even wanted to take out his most treasured money. This 10,000 yuan was just a little bit of money he had saved up over the years, and he couldn't come up with any more.
Seeing that Old Li was serious, everyone started to tell him about the money they had saved.
They quoted out all sorts of amounts, like three thousand and five hundred.
But even adding up the total figures, it's only a mere fifty thousand yuan, and that's the number all these people mentioned.
Even if you take 50,000 yuan to develop it, you can't even build a plot of land, let alone an activity area.
Grandpa Sun looked rather unwell. Although he was willing to pay 5,000 yuan, he had a wayward child who frequently asked him for money.
"Sigh, Wei Fan, I'm afraid only your child can figure out a solution to this. It's really not feasible for us to raise money like this. Firstly, we don't have enough money, and secondly, this is everyone's retirement money. If it's spent, how will everyone live in the future?"
Grandpa Sun frowned deeply, looking very troubled.
The villagers thought to themselves, "Weilun is so successful, he should be able to easily come up with several hundred thousand."
Wei Fan could only smile and agree, not daring to directly agree on Wei Lun's behalf.
At that moment, a younger person said something that shocked everyone.
"Uncles and elders, Wei Lun's company can earn 3 billion a month!"
After the young man finished speaking, everyone was so shocked that they dared not utter a word.
This is such a distant goal. Even a hundred million is beyond their imagination, let alone three billion? And that's just a month's worth of money.
The entire house fell silent.
No one could believe that the Wei family was so wealthy; Wei Lun was truly terrifying.
If the Wei family were to become billionaires, they could easily build an activity area if they wanted to.
Building a fitness and entertainment area nowadays would only cost a few hundred thousand yuan, but I wonder if the Wei family would be bothered by the expense.
The greatest power still lies with Wei Lun, that child.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting awkward, Aunt Wang chuckled and spoke up.
"Hey, Xia Wanru, don't you guys know how much money Wei Lun has made?"
Aunt Wang's question left Xia Wanru speechless.
As Wei Lun's parents, they had no idea he was so rich.
Is it possible for a company to earn billions of dollars a month these days? Is that even true?
Wei Fan and Xia Wanru looked at each other, completely unable to believe it was true.
"Sister Wang, I don't know either. Maybe you're exaggerating? How could a child earn so much?"
Xia Wanru didn't dare to make any boastful claims.
However, Wei Lun's after-tax income did indeed exceed two billion, a fact he hadn't yet told his parents.
One reason is that if I say it, my parents won't believe it, and it might upset them.
Another issue is that Wei Lun is always busy in both the post-apocalyptic and modern worlds, with all sorts of things keeping him occupied. When he finally has a little free time, all he wants to do is lie in bed and sleep, and he doesn't want to talk to anyone.
Aunt Wang smiled and put down her teacup.
"Xia Wanru, what do you think about building an activity area in the village?"
Aunt Wang knew that Xia Wanru still needed to intervene in this matter, since a mother's influence could sometimes be more persuasive to her child.
In a child's eyes, a father is more like a stern mountain; his words sound like commands, making them hard to accept.
Xia Wanru thought about it. She usually stayed home except when buying groceries, and she also regretted that there wasn't any area for activities in the village.
"Yes, I also want there to be an activity area in the village so that everyone can get together and chat with each other so that we won't be so bored."
Xia Wanru also agreed with the idea of building an activity area in the village. It seems that she can only discuss this matter with Wei Lun.
Hearing Xia Wanru say that, Aunt Wang's face lit up with a smile.
"Call your child and ask. If he's willing, that's fine. If he's not, we won't force him."
On the contrary, Aunt Wang seemed very understanding, and the villagers all nodded in agreement.
—Thank you, Chen Liangyou, you're such a loyal fan!
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