Chapter 52 Dad Zhuang Wants to Get Rich

There was another moment of silence on the phone, and then I heard Zhuang's mother's crying voice: "Son, I'm sorry, your house flew away..."

"Ah?" Zhuang Buyuan was shocked. Can the house fly? What breed is this?

"You're not your dad yet. He went out and had a few drinks and now he doesn't know his last name. All the money he's saved so hard has been deceived into investing in some farmhouse. It's hundreds of thousands. That's ours. The down payment for my son’s house!” On the phone, Zhuang’s mother was furious and seemed to be trying her best to hit someone.

Listening to the thumping sound inside, Zhuang Buyuan felt pain for his father.

I could still vaguely hear Zhuang's father's defensive voice: "Don't I want to help my son earn more down payment while I still have some ability... The farmyard can appreciate in value, and I can make money in the future so that I can help my son buy a house." big house……"

"It's still appreciating. It's great if you can make back your money. No matter how fast the appreciation is, how fast can it catch up with the house price in Xucheng? Besides, it's been more than half a year. Has the value of this house appreciated? Have you made money? How dare you hide it? I have been with Zhuang Xuefu for half a year. If you can stand it, I will beat you to death!" Zhuang's mother was furiously hammering you again, "If your son can't buy a house, he won't be able to marry a wife. If he can't marry a wife, why don't you let your son become a leftover man? If you don’t have a wife, go give me a grandson!”

Mom, I have just graduated. I am not in a hurry to find a wife, and I asked my father to give you grandchildren. What a mistake!

If you can't find a wife, just live your life by yourself. People must have a conscience. The world is so fickle, and only "singles" will never leave you. As long as you don't abandon it, it will never abandon you. It's so loyal. , how can you bear to abandon it!

"I can't tell you clearly. I'll tell my son!" Over there, Zhuang's father endured Zhuang's mother's "punching her chest" and grabbed the phone. He said to Zhuang Buyuan with a little excitement and a little anxiety: "Son, you are about to become the second generation of rich people, hahahaha!"

"Really?" Zhuang Buyuan wanted to cheer. He wanted to be the second generation rich in his life.

How pleasant it is to spend money when you have nothing to do, to act cool, to brag, and to show off!

But what if it doesn’t sound like that at all?

Father Zhuang has been an ordinary person throughout his life, with no great achievements. Maybe I have been too repressed in my life. I am usually very reliable, but after drinking, I become a little bit fly and a bit wanton.

One day after drinking, he suddenly said to Zhuang Buyuan: "Son, your father and I are the greatest achievements in this life. I am proud of you!"

Not far from the village that day, I felt that my father had no ambition! It's hopeless!

On the phone, Zhuang's father said to Zhuang Buyuan: "Son, you have seen the world and come to advise me. The manor I invested in is actually in Xucheng, very close to your place, near Jiahu... …”

Zhuang Buyuan waved and asked Deng Yali to come over and listen together.

This is the expert.

When he heard about Jiahu, Deng Yali shook his head, spread out his palms, and wrote on it: "Behind Huanshan, transportation is inconvenient."

"There are many beautiful yards built in the village, right by the lake. They are more beautiful than small villas..."

Deng Yali also wrote: "Most illegal buildings have no property rights."

"I went to see them. There were a lot of tourists. The local folks said they could make tens of thousands of net profits every month..."

Deng Yali shook his head: "The local area has no supporting tourism resources and no development plan."

"I heard that Xucheng intends to build the Huanshan Tunnel. It will take at most an hour from the center of Xucheng to Jiahu, and the value will rise even faster..."

Deng Yali wrote: "The geology is bad and the construction is difficult, so the project has been put on hold."

"They are quite powerful. They put up a direct auction, and dozens of people were trying to grab it. Fortunately, I got it..."

This time, there was no need for Deng Yali to write anything. Zhuang Buyuan understood that this was a scam!

"Son, what do you think of dad's investment vision? Let me tell you, in a few years, the value will definitely appreciate, and I will be able to count the money every month until I feel weak. When dad makes enough money, he will invest in that farmhouse. The hospital will pass it on to you, and you can take your mother back to your hometown for retirement. You can sell it and buy a house in the city, or you can live in Jiahu. I don’t care."

Why does Zhuang Buyuan feel that it is easier to make money in Dad Zhuang's farmyard than in his own manor?

It's really full of flaws, and I don't know which one is better to make people complain about.

Zhuang Buyuan couldn't help but asked: "Dad, it's not bad according to what you said. Who introduced you to such a good opportunity to make a fortune?"

"Hearing you say that, I feel a little relieved." After receiving Zhuang Buyuan's support, Zhuang's father was very happy, "It's your Uncle Qi, remember? The one who often comes to our house for dinner."

Well, it turns out to be him, so it’s not surprising that he cheated on his father...

Zhuang Buyuan only has four words to describe this Uncle Qi, that is...

special! meeting! Pack! force!

He doesn't make much money, but spends a lot of money. He does big business outside all day long. When he comes back, he eats and drinks, drives a luxury car, and hugs beautiful women. When he asks his ten friends, eight of them have lent him money. He keeps talking about making big money all day long, trying to make investments in this and that, but when he comes back during the New Year and the holidays, he asks, "Hey, I lost everything."

However, there are still a group of middle-aged people who fantasize about getting rich all day long. They like to hang around him and regard him as their friends.

Recently, I also created a money-making group, where I post all kinds of money-making chicken soups all day long. Zhuang’s mother told Dad Zhuang several times that she must not invest with him. Who would have thought that Dad Zhuang would have been dragged into the water a long time ago, if not for it? Zhuang Ma checked the accounts for the past two days and didn't know.

Zhuang Buyuan didn't know what to say, but fortunately... I have money now, so I can afford to pay for it!

The manor's output now generates a daily income of at least tens of thousands of yuan, and Zhuang's father's hundreds of thousands of hard-earned money is only Zhuang's income for the past ten days.

"Son, we won't go to Xucheng to look for you. I think the peak tourist season for farmhouses has passed for more than half. I have to go and run my farmyard. I asked your mother to resign and watch over it. Your mother still can't. If I go, I have to go by myself.”

Zhuang Buyuan heard this and said quickly: "No! You and my mother should come to Xucheng to find me first. Stay here for two days, and then I will accompany you to see your farmyard."

Zhuang's father still didn't agree, so Zhuang Buyuan persuaded them to leave for Xucheng tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Buyuan rubbed his brow, not knowing what to say.

Deng Yali said: "Master of the Manor, if the old Manor Master likes it, just be happy and don't think too much about it."

Zhuang Buyuan thought about it and agreed. I like it, so I just bought it as a big toy for Zhuang's father to play with.

As for getting rich, forget it, Zhuang Buyuan should work hard to become a rich generation himself and let Zhuang's father become a rich generation.

"I'm afraid this toy won't last long." Feng Bin said suddenly next to him.

"How do you say that?" Zhuang Buyuan wondered.

"We received a promotional flyer for Jiahu. There is a magic mountain across Jiahu from Xucheng, and it has never developed. The locals have always followed this route. First, build a wave of illegal buildings and advertise everywhere, or Simply recruit a group of second-rate gangsters and trick them into selling to outsiders. When the government comes to regulate, the illegal buildings will be demolished. After two years, the news subsides, they will continue to build houses in the same place and trick outsiders into buying them," said Feng Bin. , "Jiahu is very willing to spend money on publicity. We grabbed the order from several big companies that time."

Speaking of his past work, Feng Bin felt a little emotional.

"We call this Jiahu's lawn mowing business."

Zhuang Buyuan was dumbfounded. Is this okay?