Rebirth of a low-key rich man

Chapter 1 Dream?
The sun was shining brightly, and it was August, the hottest summer sun.Just returning to his office from the construction site, He Yun drank all the water in the teacup on the table.

"Damn! I'm so hot! I'm an architectural designer after all, but he actually asked me to go to the construction site every day. What a fancy name for exercising myself, I am! It's just that I just graduated and is an intern, so I'm a bully !"

He Yun cursed secretly while wondering if he would still go to the construction site in the afternoon.At this time, a familiar but annoying voice came into his ears: "He Yazi, go to the construction site early in the afternoon so that the construction party won't wait for you. Remember, don't let the construction party say that our design institute is irresponsible. You have to know that our Design Institute is a public institution, which represents..."

The speaker was Chen Guangdong, the master He Yun worshiped after entering the Design Institute. In the field of architectural design, as a new entrant, without a master to guide you, it can be said that it is difficult to move forward, especially He Yun, who graduated from a second-rate university majoring in architecture. For an experienced master, there is nothing wrong with this.

Of course, He Yun knew this very well, so when he entered the design institute, he studied hard, and if there was something he didn't understand, he took the trouble to ask his master Chen Guangdong for advice humbly.

But I don't know what's going on, his master always treats him perfunctorily, and sometimes arranges him to work on the construction site. You say, you are an architectural designer, and you can feel happy when you go to the construction site to work as a construction worker?
But I thought this kind of life was just temporary, but He Yun didn't expect that half a year had passed in a flash, and the architectural design didn't make much progress, but he became a qualified construction worker.

And after half a year of "bathing" in the sun, He Yun has already turned into an African, making him afraid to flirt with girls seriously.

"No, this day can't just go on like this, I have to think of a way!... Uh, yes, everyone said that my master likes to smoke, another day, no, tomorrow I will buy a good cigarette for him, Treat him to a good meal again, and ask him to arrange a few good projects for me to design!" Thinking of this, He Yun's eyes lit up immediately, as if he saw a glimmer of light.

On the second day, when he found a time, He Yun asked his master Chen Guangdong out, specially ordered a table of delicious dishes, and then he was cruel, and spent two red grandpas to buy a bottle of fine wine to treat him.After eating and drinking well, He Yun gave Chen Guangdong a piece of Harmony Prosperity that he had prepared a long time ago.

At ten o'clock in the evening, He Yun, who had been busy all day, finally returned to his residence, a rented house that cost 150 yuan a month.

The rental house is not big, about [-] square meters, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. It is considered the cheapest house in the county where He Yun is located.

In fact, He Yun didn't need to find a house at first, but if He Yun had no acquaintances in the work unit, and he didn't know how to please his master, he would lose his share in the work unit.

Lying on the bed, creaking, a broken bedside fan was working desperately, the summer night, even though it was approaching midnight, was still hot, He Yun secretly calculated the money spent today, and couldn't help but feel heartbroken. It cost him a month's salary!

"Damn it, in this damned society, without gifts, it's really hard to move an inch. My salary! This month, it's all for nothing!"

Even though he was cursing in his heart, He Yun couldn't help looking forward to the bright future. Today, he gave a gift and got the promise from his master Chen Guangdong. His future work will definitely change.

With good expectations in mind, He Yun fell asleep in a daze.At the head of the bed, the fan was still blowing hot air. Outside the window, the summer night sky was full of stars.

In the Architecture Office of the Design Institute, at eight o'clock in the morning, most people hadn't come yet. He Yun sat in front of the computer, leisurely browsing the news on the Internet, and chatting with his college classmates on QQ from time to time.

Suddenly, with a bang, the door was opened by gravity, Master Chen Guangdong walked in, and said to He Yun: "He Yazi, there is a project to be checked and accepted, you come out with me!"

Upon hearing this, He Yun was secretly delighted. He was very clear about the unspoken rules in the acceptance of this project. There were red envelopes to accept. Although it was only a few hundred yuan, it was of great use to him.

Project acceptance, as the designer, has the right to require the construction party to rework the building. Although most of the buildings have no problems, because the construction party is afraid of the designer's criticism, they choose to use money to block the designer's mouth, and the designer In this regard, usually they will not refuse. As long as there are no major problems in the new building, the designers will turn a blind eye to some minor problems and sign their names on the acceptance report.

This time, He Yun was lucky enough to go with him. He is 1 willing, nonsense, who would not be happy if he had money to take it!
Seeing the back of Master Chen Guangdong leaving, He Yun couldn't help feeling very satisfied with yesterday's gift giving.

Taking the counterfeit smart phone that was charging on the table, He Yun immediately got up and followed.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to step out of the room, a figure slammed into him head-on!
"Who the **** is so short-sighted!...Damn, my..."

With a bang, before He Yun could say anything, he was knocked flying, the back of his head hit the corner of the table by accident, and he passed out in an instant, and He Yun never woke up from this coma. Come.

At the same time, the person at the door also seemed to realize that he had caused a catastrophe, so he hurried forward to check on He Yun's injury...

He Yun had a dream, a long, long dream.In his dream, He Yun dreamed that he became a generation of master architects. The buildings he designed won numerous awards in the world, and the design fees he earned increased steadily. Soon, he became a billionaire.

But just when he was about to marry a rich and beautiful woman and reach the pinnacle of his life, everything in front of him disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, a dazzling white light flashed past his eyes, and he suddenly opened his eyes. eyes.

"Do not……!"

"Feng Yazi, Feng Yazi, what's wrong, did you have a nightmare... Don't be afraid! Mom is here, don't be afraid, your grandma passed away, but she won't scare you! You are his baby Grandson, how could she have the heart to scare you..." A middle-aged woman who appeared to be in her forties, wearing a white filial piety, hugged a child in her teens, and kept comforting her.

"Damn it...! What's going on with this shit? Why is everything in front of me so familiar!" He Yun looked around, lying in the middle-aged woman's arms, with a dazed expression on his face.

In the small hall, there is a coffin, and a table is placed in front of the coffin. On the table, besides a black and white photo, there are many offerings in front of the photo.

And just outside the hall, a large group of people, also wearing white filial piety, knelt there, some weeping, some sad, only a thin figure knelt alone at the end, his face full of doubts, looking at the person in front of him. People, don't know what to do.

"This is... the mourning hall! Why am I here? Also, isn't this my home in the country? I don't remember being hit by that damn guy. Then... I seemed to hit something on the back of my head, and then... ..." He Yun carefully recalled what happened before he passed out, but for a while he couldn't remember who hit him before he passed out.

(End of this chapter)