Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

Fu Qingnian gritted his teeth, his mind in turmoil.

Five hundred thousand is just the threshold; if you invest too little, the old man won't even notice. You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub; as long as you can get on this big ship, you can earn back dozens or even hundreds of times more later.

"Honghong, don't be angry. Let's go transfer the house first. After that, I'll put the one under my name up for sale, and then we'll figure out how to raise the money. What I lack is opportunity. You'll see how capable I am later."

Yao Hong stopped crying and started laughing.

"I knew I hadn't misjudged you. This afternoon I'll go home and beg my dad to see if he'll agree to give me some living expenses to invest with. I'll also sound you out and try to get closer to you."

"In my eyes, you are much better than my brother-in-law."

Fu Qingnian readily agreed.

He desperately wanted Yao Hong to go back and speak well of him, to appease the old man.

The two went to the housing management bureau and completed the formalities.

Seeing that the name on the property deed had changed to Yao Hong's, Fu Qingnian felt his heart bleed.

But when I thought about the original shares held by insiders, I immediately felt it was worth it.

After seeing Yao Hong into a taxi, Fu Qingnian found a public phone booth and dialed his old classmate's brother's number.

This student's older brother works for the municipal government.

"Hey, Brother Zhou. This is Fu Qingnian, Feng Wei's classmate. Could you please ask me something?" Fu Qingnian lowered his voice, "Is the mayor hosting a banquet for some overseas Chinese tonight?"

The sound of documents being flipped through came from the other end of the phone.

"That's the arrangement. We can't disclose the overseas Chinese family's exact surname, but they said they brought their daughter and son-in-law. They're super-rich and have made a significant investment. What's up?"

"No, just asking."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Qingnian breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything matches up.

He then checked the information of that mining company and found that it was indeed registered with the Administration for Industry and Commerce.

Fu Qingnian felt his blood boiling.

He went back to his parents' house and locked the door as soon as he entered.

"Dad, Mom, we have a windfall opportunity! It all depends on whether we dare to make money!" Fu Qingnian's eyes were red with excitement. "How much money do we have left?"

The elderly couple were startled.

"What are you doing? What do you need money for?"

"Don't ask anymore. This is a huge deal. I've got an inside connection that allows me to buy pre-IPO shares. In just a couple of months, they can increase in value dozens or even hundreds of times, and our family will be able to join the ranks of the wealthy."

Fu Qingnian recounted the story of Yao Hong's father.

"Hurry up and mortgage the extra houses to raise the money. If we miss this opportunity, we won't get another one. I plan to marry Yao Hong in the next few days."

The old house was in complete chaos.

Mrs. Fu's head was buzzing. "Is this reliable?"

"My classmate's older brother works in the government sector; I've already inquired about it. He's definitely reliable."

"But how did this opportunity fall into our family's lap?" It's too unreal.

Fu Qingnian felt that his mother had become timid.

"Mom, you know how our family got rich. If Dad had been more hesitant back then, we wouldn't have this house. I got this opportunity by repeatedly begging in hotels."

Fu Qingnian felt he had made a huge sacrifice.

Is it easy for him to support this family?

Fu's father understood his son, saying, "The bold get rich while the timid starve. You're just a woman, don't talk nonsense."

"I just don't feel at ease," Fu's mother said in a low voice.

"Fu Qingnian, are you trying to wreck the house?" Fu Huanian, with a toothpick in his mouth, swaggered out of the inner room and leaned against the door frame.

"What did you just say? I overheard someone bragging about it the other day while drinking. They said some city leaders' families were involved in some kind of mining company's internal shareholding scheme. Did you find out which company it was?"

Fu Qingnian stopped what he was doing.

She glanced at her older brother with disdain.

"Stop asking around. Where did your drinking buddies hear about this mining company?" Fu Qingnian stuffed the passbook into his pocket. "All you do all day is go out drinking and causing trouble. Can't you do anything productive?"

"You've already filtered out all the ways to make money."

Fu Huanian spat out the toothpick.

"Fu Lao Er, who are you trying to act all high and mighty with? Do you see me drinking today?"

The two brothers were about to start fighting.

Fu's father quickly pressed Fu Huanian's hand down.

"Alright, what time is it and you're still arguing?"

Fu's mother had painted her nails bright red, and with her little finger raised, she picked up a piece of apple, looking at Fu Qingnian as if he were a money tree.

"Second son, tell me honestly, can you marry that rich woman? You're at that age, not quite there yet, and if you wait a few more years, you'll be out of luck. These days, all those rich women are eyeing young men in their early twenties."

Fu Qingnian snorted coldly.

"Youth is useless. Besides their looks, what else do they have to offer? I graduated from a reputable university. My confidence comes from the solid knowledge I have."

Fu Huanian rolled his eyes dramatically and said sarcastically:

"Don't bring up your lousy diploma. There are plenty of educated people out there, and none of them flaunt it like you do."

"I'm capable. I'm not afraid to tell you, my fiancée's father is an overseas Chinese who returned from abroad."

The whole family was stunned.

"The old man brought a huge sum of money back to China, planning to make long-term investments here." Fu Qingnian looked at his family's expressions and felt very pleased. "He acquired hundreds of acres of land in Shanghai with ease. From now on, he will hand over all his businesses in China to his daughter to manage."

Fu Huanian's facial muscles twitched, and acid reflux gushed out.

"There are rumors that a group of overseas Chinese have returned to invest. They say they're acquiring land like people from Northeast China are buying cabbages."

The eyes of the elderly Fu couple were frighteningly bright.

"The second son is trying to marry into a wealthy family. If you get married, can our family buy a Mercedes too?"

"Mom, just wait and enjoy the good life with me. Let's take this opportunity to make more money and buy a few hundred acres of land."

"Hahaha... I've also dreamed of the lives of wealthy socialites in Hong Kong that I see on TV."

Fu Huanian's mind started to wander.

He had to get involved in this sure-fire business.

He turned and ran into his room.

His wife was sitting on the edge of the bed knitting a sweater.

"Go back to your parents' house right away and borrow some money from them. Borrow as much as you can, and we can discuss the interest rate."

His wife rolled her eyes at him.

"You know my family is dirt poor. My brother is about to be laid off from the factory, and they're counting on me to help them out. How can I lend you any money?"

"You're fucking useless!" Fu Huanian cursed angrily. "I was blind to have chosen a poor beggar like you."

Outside, the elderly Fu couple were holding a phone book and starting to make plans.

"I can't rely on poor relatives. I'll borrow from my old girlfriends. They have some spare money, so I'll treat it as an investment opportunity for them."

Father Fu also chimed in:

"I'll go talk to Old Wang and the others and give them a chance to make money."

Before long, Fu Huanian was left alone at home.

Why should the second son be able to make a fortune while he has to just watch?

Fu Huanian's gaze suddenly fell on the locked cabinet in his father's room.

antique.

If you use it as collateral, you can immediately convert it into cash.

Fu Huanian went out and made a phone call to Gu Qingping.

"Qingping, I need your help urgently. Do you know if you can find someone to buy my few antiques? Or maybe use them as collateral? Could Ninth Master accept them as collateral?"

Gu Qingping paused on the other end of the phone.

"Hua Nian, didn't you say you weren't selling them before?"

"The situation is different now; we urgently need money to save a life," Fu Huanian urged. "Just tell me if it's okay or not?"

"Since we're true brothers, I'll definitely help you with this." Gu Qingping coughed. "Bring it to me. I'll call Ninth Master over to take a look. Even if Ninth Master doesn't accept it, I'll pay for it for you. You can pay me back when you have the money."

"Good brother, I'm coming right away."

Fu Huanian hung up the phone.

He went home and pried open the cupboard.

There were several wooden boxes in the cabinet.

He stuffed four or five antiques into a black canvas bag and sneaked out the door like a thief.

At Gu Qingping's home.

When Fu Huanian pushed open the door, Master Tan was already sitting on the mahogany sofa.

"Ninth Master, thank you for making this trip." Fu Huanian bowed and smiled apologetically, placing the canvas bag on the coffee table.

Just as they were about to untie it, someone suddenly started banging on the door.

"Boss Gu, your goods have arrived. Come out and lend a hand, they're too heavy," someone outside called out.

Gu Qingping stood up.

He patted Fu Huanian on the shoulder.

"Hua Nian, lend a hand, it'll only take a few minutes. Let Ninth Master rest for a while."

Fu Huanian, unsuspecting, followed Gu Qingping out the door. There were indeed several large cardboard boxes piled up at the end of the corridor. The two of them huffed and puffed as they carried the boxes inside.

It only took three or four minutes in total.

When Fu Huanian returned to the house, brushing the dust off his hands, Master Tan was slowly blowing away the foam from his teacup.

Fu Huanian then opened the canvas bag.

Open one of the boxes to reveal a blue and white porcelain vase.

"Ninth Master, please take a look. This is one of my father's most prized possessions. How much do you think it's worth?"