i'm really rich

Chapter 10 Birthday Present
After checking it carefully and confirming that there is no problem, He Yuan clicked to pay the bill.

After entering the password, seeing a series of zeros missing from the account in an instant, He Yuan slumped on the chair and touched a cigarette.

If you think about it carefully, 100 million is actually not that much, just spend it casually and it will be gone.

At this time, the most important thing to do is to use the remaining money to open a store, start a business or something.

Make money with money.

However, in the past few years, I have been in this state of life.

After working so hard for so many years, eating pig food for several years, and sleeping in a coffin room for several years.

It’s okay to pretend to be a grandson to customers and partners, but you have to humble yourself to colleagues and subordinates.

Apart from being sick all over, what else have you gained?
does it worth?
He Yuan doesn't know.

In fact, during this period of time, He Yuan has always felt unreal.

When he knew that he would die soon, He Yuan was very calm.

Death is not actually scary.

Once a person dies, he knows nothing.

Don't worry about earning money, don't worry about family, don't worry about responsibility.

Not to mention so many right and wrong.

However, when he got the 100 million and knew that he might recover.

Instead, he began to worry about gains and losses.

He is always worried that when he wakes up one day, everything in front of him will disappear.

He doesn't have 100 million, and he doesn't have many, many houses.

He is still the middle-aged post-[-]s generation who is poor, has failed in the workplace, has health problems, and can only wait for death quietly.

He Yuan doesn't really care about money.

When he was on the job before, in a year, the turnover on his hands was more than ten million.

If you really want to make money, you can just hook it with your hand and the money will come.

One million is really not a big number.

Sometimes He Yuan would be moved and wonder if I should do something.

The people around him, who entered the industry later than him, have bought a house, drove a car, and lived a life of debauchery every day.

And he has to calculate the rent and expenses every month, calculate how much money he can save this month, and how many zeros are still short of the down payment.

It is impossible to say that I am not envious.

But He Yuan didn't dare.

As a person who graduated from a junior college, I have no power or power, and I got to that position entirely by hard work.

If there is no accident, after a few more years, it will be possible to go up.

He can wait.

But if he did something and the matter was exposed, he wouldn't be able to mix in this circle anymore.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Everyone knows who has done what.

He Yuan has no ambitions.

He doesn't need to earn a lot of money, buy a lot of luxury cars, or a big house.

Compared to these, He Yuan has actually been thinking about some issues, such as why he is working so hard.

For the house?

Or for the car?

Or just to... live?

This question is too profound, and He Yuan can't figure it out.

Don't think about things you don't understand, anyway, you won't think about it tomorrow.

……

According to the timing, Mr. Zhang brought people over on time.

He Yuan got up early in the morning and printed out the list he had made.

Early in the morning, He Yuan made an appointment with Mr. Zhang to take the bus back to the old house and meet him.

Give the list to Mr. Zhang, and talk to him about which places should be reserved for some places. After the work is done, He Yuan will hand over the keys to them.

There is nothing valuable in the old house, but the dilapidated furniture, which can be used to clean up a lot.

Throwing away old furniture is not the same as it used to be.

In the past, if you threw such a large object, others would give you money.

Throwing waste now, if you don't post a little, no one will talk to you.

Before leaving, He Yuan looked and looked, but still did not find the figure of the senior sister.

After the renovation of the old house started, He Yuan's life began to enrich.

He would often buy cigarettes, mineral water, and visit the old house.

The refurbishment is going well.

The grooves have been drilled, the wiring has been re-drawn, and some places that should be repaired have been repaired.

The house is still the same house, but it doesn't look the same anymore.

According to this progress, He Yuan can move back as originally planned.

He Yuan was quite satisfied, chatted for a while, put down his cigarette and mineral water and left.

I met Mr. Tang on the road, and Mr. Tang told him again that he must come in a few days.

This reminded He Yuan that he had promised to attend Dodo's birthday.

Thinking of this, He Yuan wondered if he should prepare a gift.

After all, he was going to Tang's hometown as a guest, not to mention that Duo Duo was still his junior.

He Yuan had seen her when she was young.

But when it came to choosing a gift, He Yuan started to have difficulties.

The last time he gave a girl a gift was when he was in middle school.

At that time, it was popular to send music cards and red apples on Halloween and Christmas.

An apple that usually costs a few cents a piece, wrapped with a red ribbon, or packed in a small box, will suddenly increase in value.

An apple costs five or ten yuan, and some unscrupulous merchants directly mark it up to twenty.

Anyway, when you pass by with your girlfriend, you still have an empty box in your hand, so I'm not afraid that you won't buy it.

After growing up, He Yuan rarely had contact with the opposite sex except for work.

Not to mention gift giving.

What does the little girl like?
He Yuan thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of a suitable one, so he checked it online.

Search Taobao for "gifts that female high school students like", and what comes out are music boxes, answer books, cups, notebook necklaces, and even Barbie dolls.

It seems a little childish.

It is said that girls nowadays are very mature, and if they give this kind of thing, will they be disgusted by others?
He Yuan thought about it, and in order to be on the safe side, he finally went to a boutique in the county town and picked out a [-]m teddy bear doll for the store to pack.

Holding the teddy bear, He Yuan thought, girls have no resistance to dolls.

In a blink of an eye, the appointed time came.

He Yuan got up early in the morning, and went downstairs with a doll that was almost as tall as him.

Because the doll was too big, it was inconvenient for He Yuan to hold it, so he had to take a taxi.

Sitting in the back of the car, He Yuan felt for the first time that it was too inconvenient not to have a car.

The traffic in the small county is not very convenient, unlike in BJ, where there is basically a subway.

Especially He Yuan lives in the countryside, there is only one bus to get around, and he has to take a taxi to do some things.

Those fares are enough for He Yuan's food expenses.

Anyway, I have a driver's license, should I just buy a car?

When He Yuan arrived, the door of Tang's old house was open.

He carried his things and walked around the room, but he didn't see Elder Tang.

He Yuan put the doll on a chair and strolled to his old house.

The old house is scattered, only a few people are painting the wood.

He Yuan walked over and patted Zhang Gong on the shoulder.

"Thank you." Zhang Gong was taken aback, and when he looked back, it was He Yuan.

"Mr. Zhang, there are not many people here today." He Yuan said while giving Zhang Gong a cigarette.

"Oh, you mean those little bastards. It seems to be some festival today. They all asked for leave and went to accompany their girlfriends." Zhang Gong took the cigarette, shook his hand, and rejected the lighter He Yuan handed over, and He took out a lighter and lit the cigarette.

He Yuan also lit one himself, smoked a cigarette and smiled: "Young man, it's normal to be a bit playful."

"If you don't have a job, your brain is flooded. I don't even look at how difficult it is to find a job now." Mr. Zhang took a breath of smoke and let it out.

He Yuan understands a little better. Workers like them seem to be paid by the day, and they are paid for a day of work.If I ran out to play today, then today's wages will be gone.

Unlike He Yuan and the others, they can take time off or take annual leave.

"I heard from my senior sister that the market is not very good recently?" He Yuan asked.

"It's difficult, it's difficult for everyone. Now that housing prices are so high, after buying a house, how much money will there be for decoration, so just fool around." Mr. Zhang shook his head.

"It can't be, there are so many people who buy houses, there are always a few with ample money." He Yuan said.

"If you have a lot of money, you can directly find a big company. It's our turn."

"How many people can a big company have, and the final job is not to be outsourced to you."

"Don't look at the many people who buy houses, there are not many that are actually renovated. Most of them are bought and put aside, and then sold when the house price rises. Take the community I worked on last time, a building, Of the 24 households, all the houses were sold, but in the end there were only five decorations, and the rest were empty, with no one in sight."

"The vacancy rate is so high?"

"Look at the high-speed rail station. At night, there are no lights. It's like a ghost town. The houses over there are expensive, at [-] yuan per square meter. Only a fool will buy them if you fool the tourists."

"No matter what, there must be someone to decorate it."

He Yuan knew that the current vacancy rate was very high, but he didn't know exactly how high it was.

He can't afford a house anyway, so what's the use of knowing so much.

Not to mention this small county, even in BJ, there are a lot of vacant houses.

He Yuan couldn't understand the thoughts of rich people.

"Less, less. Now the cost of materials is also high, and the cost of labor is also high. Two years ago, 20 to [-] yuan could give you a beautiful decoration, but now the same price, I am afraid that even the pants will be paid for." Zhang Gongdao .

He Yuan smiled, hesitated for a moment, and said: "By the way, I don't think the senior sister has come these days, is there something wrong?"

Zhang Gong paused his smoking hand, then lowered his head after a while, and said in a muffled voice: "The boss is usually in the store and rarely comes out."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Gong threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and waved his big hand in the direction of the workers: "Work hard, work hard, I have to finish the work today."

He Yuan stood there for a while, and after smoking, he went to Tang's old house.

Mr. Tang was carrying a plastic bag and putting it on the table in the living room. When he saw He Yuan coming, he hurriedly greeted him, "Xiao Yuan, you are here."

"It's been a while, you're not at home." He Yuan entered the house, glanced at the plastic bag, and said, "I bought something good."

"I just remembered when I came back. I forgot to buy fruit, so I went to buy it again."

"Fruit, is this durian?" He Yuan looked through the gap in the plastic bag, and besides the usual apples and grapes, there was also a box of yellow pulp.

"That's right, that's the durian. Dodo likes to eat this the most. This is the durian. Hey, I'm old and I can't always remember it." Tang Lao patted his head and suddenly realized.

(End of this chapter)