Become a rich girl

Chapter 2 Do you need to learn how to spend money first?

Lin's Manor.

This manor located at the southernmost tip of the wealthy area of ​​Tianhua City can be said to be the place that all citizens yearn for.

And in the central hall of this manor villa complex.

At this moment, Lin Yiyi was nervous and excited.

"Yiyi, I've already heard what Zhihe said."

Lin Wancheng!
The thin, fair-skinned middle-aged man in front of her is her father in this life.

Lin Yiyi was dazzled by the handmade Armani suit on his body and the limited handmade Vacheron Constantin watch.

Looking at her rich and elegant father, Lin Yiyi fell silent.

From memory, Lin Yiyi found all the records about this father.

This is a headache guy!

This is how the original owner of this body evaluated him.

Lin Yiyi.

The original owner of the body can be regarded as an obedient and rebellious little guy. After his mother died in a car accident, he began to hate a rich and restrained life.He even started to want to be independent.

Cook your own food and take care of yourself.

This also caused Steward Chen and Lin Wancheng a lot of headaches. Seeing their daughter washing clothes and cooking, they felt extremely distressed.

Therefore, Lin Yiyi and Lin Wancheng got into a fight, and invited Liu Di, a teacher, to train and brainwash her.

The Zhihe that Lin Wancheng spoke of was Steward Chen's full name, Chen Zhihe.

"Yiyi, do you know what I make money for?"

Lit a valuable Cuban cigar, Lin Wancheng showed a kind smile.As if the little angel in front of him was everything to him.

Who knows what you are making money for!
Even though she thought so, Lin Yiyi nodded lightly.

"I"

"It's for you! My dear baby girl, I want to give you the best thing in this world! Make you the happiest princess!"

When Lin Yiyi wanted to speak, the damn guy suddenly stood up and raised his hands with pride.Lin Yiyi was taken aback.

"Mercedes-Benz S-Class? BMW 7-Series? Dear daughter, isn't the limited edition Ferrari handmade by our family, Rolls-Royce bad?"

What the hell!

madman!The madman!
Lin Yiyi felt dizzy when she heard the limited edition handmade Ferrari.

Seeing Lin Yiyi lower her head, Lin Wancheng seemed to feel that her daughter realized her mistake, so she sat down.

He handed the cigar that had just burned a third to Butler Chen: "Zhihe, get a new one! This Cuban cigar only tastes good in the first few puffs!"

What the hell?

What kind of Cuban cigar is worth at least five hundred yuan, and this guy just threw it away?Only the first few sips!

This was my living expenses for one month in college!
Looking at the cigar that was taken away by Butler Chen and thrown away, Lin Yiyi's watery eyes kept staring at the cigar.

"Yiyi, I know that Wei'er's death has hurt you a lot. I admit that I have not fulfilled my husband's responsibilities. But you can't deny the life I provided for you because of this."

Seeing his daughter's staring eyes, Lin Wancheng thought that his daughter's stubborn temper had broken out again.

Since her wife Dong Wei passed away two years ago, this daughter hated herself very much.Blame myself for not protecting her mother well.

I had a big fight with myself, saying that this kind of thing would not happen if I went to pick her up at that time.

Since then, my daughter has become frugal and hated this kind of easy life. She even learned to cook and clean the room by herself!
Lin Wancheng's favorite child does chores by herself every day like a servant. If word of this gets out, where will the face of the huge Lin family be put?
Dong Wei?own mother?

After Lin Yiyi heard Lin Wancheng's words, she recalled the accident of her own mother.

From his point of view, Lin Wancheng cannot be blamed for this matter.The original owner of this body is still young, and his thinking is not comprehensive.

"Dad, I don't think you need to worry, I just do these things myself."

"Hey, what are you doing? You!"

Just when Lin Yiyi said words of comfort.

Suddenly he stood up like a ghost and stepped back.

Lin Wanxiang stood up again as if he was bumping into evil, with tears in his eyes.

Housekeeper Chen on the side also choked with sobs: "Master, it seems that the eldest lady finally sees it! Congratulations!"

"Yiyi, you haven't called me daddy for two years. Dad? I like this name better! Haha, very kind!"

"Ah! Dad, don't! I'm almost out of breath!"

Is this damn guy crazy?

Taking advantage of Lin Yiyi's inattention, this damn guy actually hugged him tightly in his arms and burst into tears.

In memory, Lin Yiyi has indeed not called Lin Wan his father for a long time.

Feeling the warm embrace and Lin Wancheng's trembling body, Lin Yiyi gave up resistance.

Tears, crystal tears fell silently.

She recalled her parents in her previous life, the parents she could never see again, because she and her best friends made a boring wish, which led to her eternal separation from them.

"Okay, good girl. You have to learn how to spend money. There is 1000 million in this card. If you spend it within a week, you will be considered a pass!"

"puff!"

After reorganizing her emotions, Lin Yiyi, who had just taken a sip of water, suddenly squirted out the water.

She looked at her father in this life, and said lightly, "Dad, isn't it! 1000 million will cost me a week?"

"What? Do you still hate Dad? It's only 1000 million, and you spend it if you just play around, don't you?"

1000 million, just play around?
Young master, I never used so much money in my previous life!

Looking at the black gold card that Lin Wancheng was talking about, Lin Yiyi was really convinced of this rich father.

After stretching her white arm like a lotus root to take the bank card, Lin Yiyi smiled and said, "Yes, yes, my dear dad."

"Well, that's right. My Lin Wancheng's daughter must first learn how to spend money before she can achieve great things!"

"Why? Isn't spending money prodigal?"

"Prodigal? Yiyi, I'm not talking about you, don't you understand such a simple truth? Now you want to be prodigal? You don't have the strength yet!"

What the hell?Don't you have the strength to be a prodigal?
Seeing the doubtful appearance of his angelic daughter, Lin Wancheng cleared his throat: "Ahem, Yiyi. With your current strength, it's really hard to be a prodigal. Do you want to succeed? You must first learn how to spend money."

"What I want you to do now is to use the money in moderation, and use the money that suits your status. Over time, you will develop a habit. When you are an adult, you will still spend money like this, which will force you to earn enough for yourself. The money used. This starting point is very high! Do you understand?"

"At the same time, it will improve your horizons. After graduating from university, at least you won't set up a stall, right? Right? A low-level business like setting up a stall will not allow you to support your own life!"

Fuck, what kind of nonsense is this?
Let me spend money lavishly and make this a habit?Will the starting point be very high when I become an adult?This theory is too nonsense!

Learn to spend money to achieve great things!
Lin Yiyi finally knows what is called real force today!
ah!I surrendered, isn't it just spending money?
Seeing Lin Yiyi accepting the black card obediently, Lin Wancheng grinned, not looking like a top rich entrepreneur at all.

Then he took a serious look at Chen Zhihe, the housekeeper, and said sharply, "Let's send the miss to meet with friends next. Respect that the miss needs a low-key opinion. Just drive the broken car that Mr. Li sent a few days ago."

"Good sir. I see!"

"Yiyi!"

"Ok?"

Lin Yiyi who was about to leave was stopped by Lin Wancheng.

Looking back, he saw Lin Wancheng who was smiling, but a bit naughty.

He took a sip of the martini in his hand, and said with a smirk: "Don't use this 1000 million to buy real estate to fool me. I ask you to only use this 1000 million to buy things you can use or spend it reasonably. I will track the whereabouts of this card, understand?"

What the hell!

What a wonderful flower!
Nodding her head, Lin Yiyi finally bid farewell to this strange rich father.

(End of this chapter)