The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

The dream was over, but the dream was over.

Even when they were still more than 20 miles away from Old Chen's house, Chen Jia still felt like she was in a dream.

She thought Lin Ming had become the jerk he was before.

She thought Lin Ming had given up on her for Zhao Yijin.

She thought that everything in the previous month was just Lin Ming's fake...

And now, she is surrounded by dozens of packaged luxury Chanel bags.

It seems that since Lin Ming changed, Chen Jia has been particularly fond of dreaming.

And these dreams are always so real that she is immersed in them and cannot extricate herself.

Chen Jia suddenly pinched the back of her hand hard.

"Ah!"

The piercing pain made her scream.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Ming was startled.

It was obvious that a bruise had appeared on the back of Chen Jia's jade-white hand.

He quickly grabbed Chen Jia's hand: "How much strength did you use? I think you are crazy!"

Chen Jia turned her head and looked at Lin Ming's anxious face, and felt that she was completely overwhelmed by the atmosphere of happiness.

Just because she pinched the back of her hand, he felt so distressed?

In the past four years, she accidentally cut her hand and bled profusely, but Lin Ming didn't even look at it!

"You care about me so much?" Chen Jia said with a smile.

Lin Ming rolled his eyes.

Not long ago, this woman was still tearful and heartbroken.

Now, she looks so happy.

Lin Ming really doesn't understand what Chen Jia is thinking!

"Chanel bags... tens of thousands of dollars each, you bought dozens of them at once, you really can't bear to spend money."

Chen Jia didn't care about Lin Ming's silence, opened a package, and caressed the exquisite bag lovingly.

Which woman doesn't like bags?

Which woman doesn't like branded bags?

For them, handbags are a must-have and the best thing to show to others.

Although many people don't know branded brands, they don't even know the Chanel logo.

But as long as they know it themselves, they are confident!

Perhaps this kind of vanity is not desirable, but if you think about it carefully, why do all people work so hard to make money?

"In the future, we will build a wardrobe, bag cabinet, and watch cabinet specifically for you in our house, and then buy you a lot of beautiful bags, nice clothes, and expensive watches."

Lin Ming said slowly: "In this way, you can change different things every day when you go to work in the future!"

Chen Jia rolled her eyes at Lin Ming: "How much will it cost? I don't want to be so extravagant."

"It's worth spending any money on you. You've been through a hard life for too long, and it's time to enjoy yourself."

Lin Ming raised his eyebrows and said: "Besides, your husband now makes money in seconds, right? Just reselling seafood can make more than 10 million a day. Can't he afford these things?"

"Look at you!" Chen Jia spat.

But her face was full of happiness.

In Chen Jia's heart, there should be no woman in the world happier than herself.

Lin Ming can make money, treat her so well, and his family is healthy.

What else can be better than this kind of life?

"Then I will give one of these bags to Shen Yue. She is the best to me in the company." Chen Jia said again.

"This is originally yours. You can give it to whoever you want." Lin Ming said.

Chen Jia immediately showed a bright smile.

She tapped her chin with her jade fingers like a child.

"I want to give one to Lin Chu too."

"And Chen Sheng's girlfriend Pingping. She likes bags the most, but she can't bear to buy such an expensive one."

"Your mother and I are old. This kind of bag is not suitable for them. I will buy them one they can use later."

Listening to the self-talking voice in his ear, Lin Ming felt mixed emotions.

In front of Xuanxuan, Chen Jia is a strong mother.

In front of him, isn't she also a little girl?

After marriage, all the tenacity and perseverance from Chen Jia are only based on the fact that he, Lin Ming, is useless!

All women have only one fantasy about marriage.

That is to leave the arms of their parents and join a new warm harbor that they can rely on.

But Chen Jia had experienced four extremely dark years!

At this moment, a piercing cell phone ring suddenly sounded.

Lin Ming's thoughts were interrupted.

He looked at the car screen, which showed an unfamiliar caller number.

"Hello." Lin Ming answered.

"Is that Brother Lin?" A middle-aged man's voice came from the other side.

Lin Ming looked puzzled: "Who are you?"

"I am Zhou Chong's third uncle, Zhou Mingzong."

Lin Ming suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the third uncle."

"Brother Lin, I called you mainly to thank you. This is why I can't go back. If I can go back, I will definitely invite you to the best hotel in Landao City for a meal!" Zhou Mingli said.

Lin Ming smiled bitterly and said: "Third uncle, you can just call me 'Xiao Lin' or 'Lin Ming'. You are Zhou Chong's third uncle, and Zhou Chong and I are brothers. It always feels weird for you to call me 'Brother Lin'."

"Haha, just because you asked Zhou Chong to remind me of this, I have to become your sworn brother!"

Lin Ming: "..."

It can be heard that Zhou Mingzong is in a very good mood now.

It's not like what Zhou Chong said before, that he looked a little unhappy.

"Brother Lin has great magical powers, he is truly a god, I, Zhou Mingzong, have seen this."

Zhou Mingzong seemed to be smoking.

He vomited for a long time and then said: "To be honest, I am doing very well in the sea cucumber market in Daxing. Last year, I made nearly 30 million yuan by breeding sea cucumbers!"

"30 million yuan, what does that mean? It's money that many people can't make in their lifetime!"

"That's why if Brother Lin hadn't reminded me this time, I would definitely use all my assets to breed sea cucumbers, and I would also borrow money from the bank, because everyone thinks that the sea cucumber market will be better next year!"

Lin Ming smiled: "The market will indeed be good, and it's the kind that is so good, the key is that those sea cucumbers can't survive, so what's the use of a good market?"

Zhou Mingzong pondered for a while: "Everyone has their own strength, I won't ask more about other things, anyway, thank Brother Lin this time, otherwise, I'm afraid I will go bankrupt this time!"

"Uncle San, we are family, so I have to go through your channels for the sea cucumber seedlings here." Lin Ming said.

Zhou Mingzong immediately said, "When are you going to sell the seedlings and dried sea cucumbers? Just tell me! Given the current situation in Daxing City, I'll take as many as you can!"

Lin Ming thought for a while and said, "If you want to sell them, you'll have to wait a little while. But if Daxing City has developed a drug for white nematodes, then Uncle San doesn't have to worry anymore. Just continue breeding."

Hearing this, Zhou Mingzong was ecstatic.

He was still worried about when he could continue breeding sea cucumbers. After all, even if the white nematodes were really eliminated, there would be a high probability that 'red nematodes' and 'black nematodes' would appear.

The water quality in Daxing City is a big problem!

But since Lin Ming said so, Zhou Mingzong was naturally relieved.

And with the news in advance, Zhou Mingzong could get benefits that many people couldn't get.

This is the importance of channels!