good old days

Chen Yi donated 600,000 US dollars and sent a large amount of money to his family. Chen Jinhua didn't know how much he sent home, and he didn't care about his money, but he knew that his son was very capable.

"There's no need to go there to buy it. I'll find someone to help you go through the formalities and settle in. Don't bother running back and forth."

Wang Sumei refused: "The manager said it's much cheaper to pick up the car at customs and you can save a lot, so I won't bother you this time."

Seeing her insistence, he no longer objected and said he would take care of the air tickets.

Manager Fan left, and Jiang Xinyu opened the suitcase at home.

When Wang Sumei came back, she saw a pile of things. She took the bill that Jiang Xinyu put aside, saw a bunch of letters followed by numbers, and asked Jiang Xinyu, "Is this the amount of money?"

Jiang Xinyu nodded: "Two thousand nine hundred and eighty."

Wang Sumei covered her heart, "What is so expensive?"

Jiang Xinyu picked up the classic black handbag of a certain brand that she had just seen, "This is it."

Wang Sumei couldn't believe it, "Why does it cost 3,000 yuan for just such a leather bag?"

Manager Fan asked his niece to buy these things. Wei Ming only told him to buy a lot of things that young women and children could use, but he didn't say anything about his preferences or requirements.

Although Manager Fan's niece is a young girl, she is not someone who often buys luxury goods. Her monthly salary is only 1,200 Hong Kong dollars. She has to live frugally for several months to buy a bag worth several thousand dollars. Because of this Psychologically, she didn't use the money to buy a very expensive bag worth tens of thousands of yuan. She thought that a few thousand yuan would be good enough. The style she picked was also a classic style recommended by the store clerk that was easy to give away and would be easy to deal with.

Seeing the perfume bottle that Jiang Xinyu had just opened and taken out, Wang Sumei didn't know what it was, so she held it in front of her eyes and shook it, "What is this? Is it for a drink? How much does it cost?"

There is nothing cheap on that bill. The water in this small bottle is light pink. What kind of soda is it? Why is soda so expensive?

Jiang Xinyu took it and sprayed it, "Smell the perfume."

Wang Sumei sniffed, "How much is this?"

Jiang Xinyu took the bill: "More than one hundred yuan."

Wang Sumei took a deep breath of the smell of money.

Jiang Xinyu gave her the black bag: "From now on, you will carry this when you go out. It can hold keys and some small things."

Wang Sumei was a bit disgusted with this bag. She disliked it because it was expensive and didn't have much space. It was not as good as the cloth bag she sewed herself.

But when I actually took it, I touched it for a while and said with a smile on my face: "This leather feels really good. I think it won't be worn out even if I wear it for ten years. There are also separate layers inside, what do you think?" What do I usually pack in?"

Jiang Xinyu: "I want to wear it as I want, but I'm afraid it won't be safe, so I put on a long strap and wear it cross-body."

Even a simple person like her mother-in-law couldn't put it down such as bags and clothes. Jiang Xinyu thought to herself that no woman could refuse these things.

There are four bags, and the price is between 2,000 and 3,000. The rest are clothes, shoes and children's toys. The price is not very expensive, and the style can be worn daily, without any exaggerated elements.

The more Jiang Xinyu rummaged through the things, the more she felt something was wrong. The bill was more than thirty-nine thousand, but the contents of the suitcase already exceeded what was on the bill.

The package of dry goods and seafood were not on the bill. There was also a diamond brooch and a pair of pearl earrings, which were not recorded on the bill.

She picked out the things and prepared to ask again when she saw Manager Fan tomorrow.

She guessed it was a gift from Wei Ming.

At night, all the children fell asleep. Jiang Xinyu, who had stayed up until ten o'clock, went out from the study and saw her mother-in-law lying on the recliner in front of the small garden, humming a light tune softly.

Jiang Xinyu stretched her waist and went to wash her hands in front of the sink: "Mom, why aren't you sleeping yet?" She heard her mother-in-law chuckle and say cheerfully, "I can't sleep."

She walked up to Jiang Xinyu and lowered her voice and said, "I can't sleep when I think of so much money and good things in the cabinet."

"Why is my son so promising?"

"He's so promising!"

"I don't want to do anything with him."

"Even if we don't make a penny in the future, the money will be enough for our family."

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "If you want to rest, you can worry less about things in the store in the future."

Wang Sumei hadn't finished expressing her emotion of "Why is my son so promising?" She sniffed her eyes and curled her lips: "That's not possible. Our shop is a profitable business. Once you start doing it, you have to do it well. Outsiders don't do it." We worry about it ourselves, and we have to take care of everything ourselves.”

She didn't even give Jiang Xinyu a chance to continue speaking. She grinned and said, "I don't know what good things I did in my last life, but with a promising son like Chen Yi."

Seeing that her daughter-in-law had no time to talk while she was brushing her teeth, she added: "Not only is my son promising, my daughter-in-law is also good, and my grandson is handsome, smart and sensible. What good things did I do in my previous life?"

Jiang Xinyu: "..."

Was her mother-in-law's praise of her too perfunctory?

She was sure that her mother-in-law would be too excited to sleep tonight!

The next day, Jiang Xinyu asked Manager Fan on the plane to confirm the source of the extra gifts. As expected, it was Wei Ming who had told them.

"I forgot to tell you yesterday. Those were indeed given to you specially by the Second Young Master. The Second Young Master said that he owed Mr. Chen a big favor. Whenever he comes to the mainland, he will come to your home as a guest."

During the conversation, Jiang Xinyu asked Manager Fan about the situation in Hong Kong City.

After some inquiries, she no longer had any hope.

She and Chen Yi's former family should not exist in this world.

If it existed, Chen Yi would have contacted her long ago.

When she arrived at the customs to look at the cars, Jiang Xinyu was dazzled by the sight of the many cars "detained" here, all of which had their own styles.

There are very few men who don't love cars, and Manager Fan talks about these cars with great enthusiasm.

He highly recommended the Nissan Duke, which was the representative of Japanese cars at this time. The car body looked low-key and luxurious. Jiang Xinyu knew about this car. Her grandfather had one in his garage. In this era, driving this car was a sign of wealth and nobility. represent.

"how much is it?"

Manager Fan gestured, with excitement in his eyes: "The market price can be sold for more than 60, and we can get a half discount here."

Jiang Xinyu didn't want to buy it in the first place, but after hearing this, she refused even more.

If it were the nineties now, she might consider this car.

But forget it now. At a time when bicycles are everywhere on the streets, cars are already attracting attention, so it shouldn’t be so high-profile.

Moreover, she doesn’t like cars. She bought a car just for the convenience of the door, so she doesn’t have to transfer back and forth or wait for the bus when she goes out.

There was nothing to worry about. In the end, she chose a Bluebird worth 30,000 yuan. The model was unassuming, simple but very attractive. Compared with other cars in terms of fuel consumption, the operating cost was relatively low.