Chapter 7: Is This a Millionaire?

Xu Yun didn't know that Huang Mengyao had just been shopping with him in a mall and had seen him.

After buying clothes and coming out of the mall, he went straight home.

My mother had already prepared dinner for me at home, and I called her several times to remind her.

When Xu Yun returned home, his mother looked at her son, who looked brand new, and asked in confusion, "Did you just buy this outfit?"

"Ah."

Xu Yun smiled and nodded, "I bought it after get off work. How is it? Does it look good?"

"It looks good, but it shouldn't be cheap, right?"

"No, it's just a few hundred dollars."

Xu Yun lied, "The things in that place are pretty good. Next time I have time, I'll go there and buy you a few sets to wear."

"Mom, don't want it anymore."

Zhang Sujuan smiled and said, "You should save the money for marrying a wife in the future."

"I'm not going to think about it for the moment. I want to work hard."

In order to explain his money-spending habits in the future, he decided to tell a lie to cover it up.

"Mom, I got a promotion recently and my salary has increased a lot. Don't worry about me having no money. Our lives will only get better and better."

"Really? That's great!"

Zhang Sujuan said happily: "I'm happy to see you doing well. Come and eat."

During the meal, Zhang Sujuan, who usually doesn't drink much, drank some red wine with Xu Yun to celebrate her son's promotion and salary increase.

Maybe she was a little tipsy, and somehow, as we were chatting, my mother started talking about the past.

She talked about her father, his childhood, and the old house.

From his mother's tone, Xu Yun could sense how reluctant she was when she sold the old house.

There are all the memories of her, her father, and her own childhood.

It's all for myself.

Xu Yun listened and kept it in mind.

He calculated the money in his card in his mind and it was about 70.

After all, it is an old house, so when my mother sold it, she only sold it for 35 yuan.

If I buy it back now, even if the current owner asks for a huge sum, 70 should be enough.

If money can help my mother buy back the regret, then she shouldn't leave any regrets.

So he sent a message to Su Mu and asked for a day off.

The next day, I got up early in the morning.

Xu Yun hid it from his mother and went back to his hometown alone.

When he meets familiar neighbors in the community, he will greet them enthusiastically.

These uncles and aunts watched him grow up.

When everyone saw him, they all asked with concern: "Xiao Xu, when are you getting married?"

"I really envy your mom for following you to live in a big city."

"Well, after your mother left the community, square dancing lost a main force."

"Yeah, I'm a little uncomfortable."

Xu Yun dealt with them one by one with a smile, and walked all the way to his old house, knocking on the door.

The door opened and a middle-aged man came in.

When Xu Yun first explained his purpose, the other party directly refused.

But when he said he was willing to pay a high price, the other party began to hesitate.

He asked, "How much can you offer?"

"How much do you want?"

"45! If you want it, I'll sell it to you!"

"Okay, deal!"

Xu Yun didn't waste any time bargaining with the other party, so he agreed directly.

Anyway, making money is very easy for him now.

When you have no money, your concept of spending money is to consider cost-effectiveness, discounts, and whether it is cost-effective.

But when you have money, your concept of spending money is: money can’t buy me happiness.

As long as he can buy back the house and make his mother happy, he feels it is worth it and it doesn't matter if he has a little more money.

To give an analogy, it's like the hobby of collecting antiques.

If someone likes a painting, he may be willing to spend millions to buy it. But if someone doesn't like it, he will be disgusted even if he spends a few dozen dollars.

"Are you serious?"

The middle-aged man listened to Xu Yun's words and couldn't believe it.

Because of his initial psychological price, he would agree as long as the other party could offer 40.

But I didn't expect that the other party would not bargain and directly agreed to my price which was far higher than the market price.

"of course it's true."

Xu Yun smiled and said, "According to my understanding, the current housing price of new buildings in the county is about 5000 yuan per square meter.

I'll give you 45, which is enough for you to buy a new house of 100 square meters. You got a good deal."

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The man looked at the other person's indifferent expression and swallowed.

I don't quite understand.

My mother sold it for 35 yuan, and my son bought it back for 45 yuan.

He did nothing and lived there for a year for nothing, and still made 10 yuan in total!
How is this different from winning the lottery!
"Sell!"

Only idiots don't sell it.

After the two parties reached an agreement, they paid the full amount on the same day and went to the administrative approval hall in the afternoon to go through the transfer procedures, and the property was transferred to my mother Zhang Sujuan's name.

Although she did not come in person, Xu Yun, under the guidance of a kind-hearted person, went to a copy shop to get a power of attorney, signed it on behalf of his mother, and authorized himself to handle the matter.

The moment Xu Yun completed the transaction, the system prompt sounded.

[In order to fulfill his mother's regret, the host did what he wanted and traveled thousands of miles to buy back the old house. His filial piety is commendable and he is rewarded with 100 million yuan in cash. ]

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He actually gave a direct reward of one million!

Looking at the 120 million balance in my card, it feels a bit magical.

Does this make you a millionaire?

The money came fast, like a tornado.

After finishing my work, I returned home a little late in the evening.

But after my mother prepared the meal, she was still waiting for me to eat with her and didn't move.

This is the feeling of home.

As soon as Xu Yun entered the door, he placed the property certificate in front of his mother Zhang Sujuan.

"Mom, this is for you, open it and take a look."

"deed?"

Zhang Sujuan picked it up, opened it and looked at it curiously, then she was stunned.

"Is this our house?"

"Ah."

"Is this householder my name?"

"Ah."

Zhang Sujuan looked at Xu Yun in shock and asked, "What's going on?"

"I know you can't bear to leave the old house."

Xu Yun smiled and said, "So I secretly ran back today and bought it for you!"

"Ah? Where did you get the money?"

"I'm not going to get married."

Xu Yun had already thought of an excuse, and said, "I deposited the betrothal money with Huang Mengyao before, plus borrowed a little from friends, and then I went back and bought it back with more than 30 yuan."

"But you do this" Zhang Sujuan.

Xu Yun interrupted, "Mom, if I lose my money, I can earn it again, but you and Dad's house, as well as your memories, are gone forever. I don't want you to have any regrets."

Zhang Sujuan opened her mouth with emotion, wanting to say something but unable to utter anything.

Finally, she cursed Huang Mengyao for the first time.

She said a little aggrievedly, "She is so blind that she lost such a good son of mine. She will regret it in the future."

"Hahaha."

Xu Yun couldn't help but laugh: "Mom, you look so cute now!"

"You just know how to make fun of mom."

Zhang Sujuan glared at Xu Yun and smiled happily.

(End of this chapter)