Renting a young, attractive woman to take home for the Chinese New Year infuriates the entire villag

On the M9 car.

It wasn't until we left the village that Dad came to his senses.

My son actually bought five million worth of fireworks?

Those truckloads, even if they don't amount to five million, must be at least that much.

Moreover, it seems that was the first batch?

If you can really afford five million worth of fireworks, then a ten million house is just a piece of cake.

Thinking about this, Dad completely lost his composure, feeling a sticky sensation in his mouth and his voice becoming hoarse.

"Chenchen, tell Dad the truth, do you really want to buy a ten million yuan house? Can you really afford a ten million yuan house?"

Jiang Chen nodded: "Yes, they're all in the card. I'll show you the balance now if you don't believe me."

Dad took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly became shrewd, a stark contrast to his usual honest and simple farmer image.

It was as if he suddenly stood up.

Even his voice carried a hint of confidence.

"There's no need to check the balance. Since we really want to buy a house worth ten million, then we can't buy it in Jiangcheng."

"What kind of place is Jiangcheng? I can't even say what tier city it is. What kind of decent house can you buy in Jiangcheng with ten million? Buy a whole building and become a landlord?"

"The housing prices in this lousy place have already peaked and are only going to keep falling. Buying there is a sure way to lose money."

"Since you have the money, why not go to the provincial capital to buy it?"

"It's much better there than Jiangcheng. There are good hospitals and good schools, so it will be convenient for the children to go to school in the future. And it's not far from our home. It only takes a little over an hour to drive there on the highway, so it will be convenient for you to come back and visit us in the future."

"Dad doesn't know how much money you have, or where it came from. You bought five million worth of fireworks, and that's it, there's nothing we can do about it now."

"But buying a house is for living in, so we have to think long-term."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but give his father a thumbs up.

Old ginger is spicier!

It's a waste to leave ten million in Jiangcheng. Buying a large apartment or villa in the provincial capital would be the best choice.

Of course, whether it's Jiangcheng or the provincial capital Jeju, housing prices are falling, it's just a matter of how fast or slow.

If you really intend to preserve the value of your assets, or if you're looking for a convenient way to sell them, you can cash out some money from the system.

The best solution would be to buy ten houses worth one million each in Jiangcheng or Jeju.

It makes it easy to sell and cash out.

But since he had the opportunity to live in a large apartment or villa, Jiang Chen didn't want to let it go.

Anyway, there are plenty of chances to win prizes.

Therefore, Jiang Chen turned the car around and drove onto the highway leading to the provincial capital.

……

at the same time.

Jeju, the provincial capital, is more than 100 kilometers away.

The atmosphere in the 60-square-meter rented room was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The ground was piled high with bags and suitcases, as well as several boxes of New Year's goods to be taken back to the hometown.

Jiang Chen's cousin, the promising Qiangzi whom his uncle had mentioned, was sitting on the sofa, frowning and looking worried as he smoked a cigarette.

In the adjacent bedroom, his girlfriend, Zhang Li, was tidying up her cosmetics. She was making a lot of noise, smashing bottles and jars with a loud clatter; she was clearly angry.

Qiangzi was suffering.

Just half an hour ago, he received a call from his father.

On the phone, my dad gave Jiang Chen's family a thorough dressing down, saying that he had a falling out with my grandparents and that they had now been taken to live with Jiang Chen.

And he was repeatedly told that he must come back by himself first, and that he must bring his grandparents home no matter what.

The eldest uncle's exact words were: "Qiangzi, you have to come back and save the day."

Jiang Chen, that brat,'s got his wings now. He even has a sharp-tongued wild wife. Your mother and I can't beat him in a fight or argue with him. Your grandparents ran off with Jiang Chen's family because they were after his wealth and status.

They both love you the most, and only you can bring them back.

If you don't bring them back, then don't come back either.

You can just let your wife and the villagers see that your grandparents aren't coming home for the Chinese New Year.

Your grandparents are the most senior members of the family in the village; everyone will come to pay their respects during the New Year. You're going to be humiliated.

Qiangzi wasn't afraid to confront Jiang Chen, but he was afraid Zhang Li would find out that his parents had driven his grandparents away.

Zhang Li already looked down on his family for being poor, for not owning a house, and for not earning money.

If she went back and saw her home in complete chaos, with her parents not even taking care of her grandparents anymore.

Then what's the point of getting married?

They might break up right away.

Therefore, he is in a great hurry.

I need to find an excuse to keep Zhang Li in the provincial capital for now. I'll let her go back after I go back and bring her grandparents back.

Then we'll be a loving family again.

But we had already agreed to leave together this afternoon, and now that the luggage is packed, what should I say?

He truly regretted it.

I should have let her go back to her own home.

After begging for more than ten days, he finally got the chance to let her come home with him.

I was just arguing with myself, complaining that I spent all my money on New Year's goods and trying to look rich.

If I were to say I wanted to go back early now, I'm afraid we'd break up on the spot.

Forget about bringing my wife home for the New Year in style; I'd probably be laughed at by the whole village.

……

In the bedroom, Zhang Li's mind was actually more confused than Qiangzi's.

She's a real estate agent, and she's thirty-one this year.

She wasn't particularly beautiful, but among a bunch of real estate agents, she was considered quite attractive.

However, the real estate market has been sluggish in recent years, declining year after year.

Having worked in this industry for so many years, I'm stuck in a rut, not good enough for high-end jobs but not good enough for low-end ones. I haven't saved much money to begin with, and to make matters worse, my boyfriend is also unambitious.

He couldn't afford a house, so he took out a loan to buy a car, and now he expects her to help pay off the loan.

What's most upsetting is that in order to go home for the Chinese New Year, the two of them maxed out their credit cards and only managed to scrape together 3,000 yuan. They bought a bunch of New Year's goods, but couldn't bear to buy anything valuable before it was all gone.

What upset her even more was that she finally met a big client who was interested in buying a house worth more than four million yuan, but he turned out to be a lecherous old man in his fifties.

These past few days I've been hinting to her that if she wants to sign a contract, she has to sleep with me.

Just now, that old man sent me a message:

"Hey Li, wanna have dinner with me tonight? If you keep me happy, I'll buy this house. And we won't go through an agent; you can keep all the agent's fees. How about it?"

Upon seeing this message, Zhang Li's heart pounded.

If you give her the whole house for four million without going through an agent, it would cost at least 100,000 to 200,000.

Even if you ask for less, it'll still be around 50,000 or 60,000.

At her current rate of earning money, that's two years' salary for her!

With this money, she finally had a means to make a living.

As for Qiangzi?

She never expected it.

They're colleagues, and they even sleep in the same bed every day. How could she not know his true colors?

Despite being called a top salesperson, the base salary is only 1,500 yuan, and the company hasn't closed a deal in several months.

They think renting a house isn't profitable, and they can't sell it. They categorize everyone into different classes, and they ignore anyone who seems poor.

A few years ago it was a little better, but in recent years, with the real estate market downturn, we've really been struggling to make ends meet.

Especially in the last six months, she has been paying the rent and car loan herself.

Every month when I get my salary, it's all gone before I even see a glimpse of it.

I usually only dare to eat the best food I can find.

She'd really had enough of this life.

I originally planned to grit my teeth and spend the rest of the day with the old man, and then go home with Qiangzi tomorrow, but Qiangzi insisted on leaving this afternoon.

She was actually quite hesitant.

Three years ago, she would never have agreed to such a condition.

A year ago, she probably wouldn't have agreed.

But now, she really has no other choice.

Zhang Li bit her lip, engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

But if I don't leave, how am I supposed to explain it to Qiangzi?

Even if we eventually reach an agreement, we'll leave tomorrow.

If I don't leave, he won't leave either. Neither of us has to go to work, so what excuse can I use to go out?

Should we have a big fight or just use this opportunity to break up?

Just then, her phone suddenly vibrated.

It's a message that popped up on a real estate app.

A user named "Mr. Jiang" inquired: "Hello, I'm interested in this large apartment priced at 888 million yuan. Can I view it this afternoon? Full payment required, urgent."

Zhang Li glanced at it and sneered inwardly.

"Which bored loser is daydreaming online again?"

"It's almost Lunar New Year's Eve, and the administrative hall is already closed. Are you still trying to fool us?"

"You want to buy an 888 million yuan house in full? Why don't you just say you want to buy the entire planet Earth?"

She's seen plenty of clients like this; most of them just talk the talk but never actually look at the house.

In the past, she would have told the other person to talk about it after the new year.

And then, that was basically it.

But now, isn't this a ready-made excuse?

An eight-million-dollar house—if this deal goes through, I'll make a fortune!

If Qiangzi tries to stop her, they'll argue.

If I just slam the door and leave, I can go see that old slut, right?

Even if this Mr. Jiang is fake, that old perverted customer is real.

Thinking of this, Zhang Li took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, and decided to tell Qiangzi that she wouldn't be going back to Jiangcheng that afternoon.

……

In the living room.

Qiangzi stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray with a thud, as if he had made up his mind.

do not care!

Let's make up a reason to keep her calm first.

Just as Zhang Li pushed open the bedroom door, before she could even open her mouth...

Qiangzi stood up first, his face heavy with sorrow, and said, "Lily, there's something I need to tell you. Why don't you not come back with me today?"

Zhang Li was stunned. The words she was about to say were swallowed back instantly, and she almost burst out laughing.

After working for a while, she finally calmed down, frowned, and pretended to be angry as she questioned, "Why? You were the one who told me to go back this afternoon, and you're the one who said I shouldn't go back. What exactly do you want?!"

Qiangzi rubbed his hands, looking embarrassed. "My dad just called and said that a distant relative has passed away and they're having a funeral. I have to go back for the funeral."

"I think it's unlucky for someone to die during the Lunar New Year. You've already had a rough year, and it would be bad if you offended something unclean."

"Why don't you take a taxi or the high-speed train back tomorrow?"

"If it really doesn't work, I'll come back to pick you up in the afternoon after I've finished dealing with this."

After saying that, Qiangzi looked at Zhang Li cautiously, afraid that she would be angry.

However, Zhang Li was not angry at all; in fact, she almost burst out laughing.

What a coincidence!

Which living Buddha relative died at such a crucial time? It's like someone just handed you a pillow when you're about to fall asleep.

I was just looking for a reason to stay, and I even dumped you, but you came right to my doorstep?

This is simply divine intervention!

Since you've left me all alone, don't blame me.