Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 309 Is He Talking About Wan?
"Brother, how did you make our mother angry?" Cheng Yi hurried to support Cheng Jian.

Chu Yue'e picked up the feather duster and angrily shouted at Cheng Yi: "I'm talking about you!"

"I've been kneeling like a conditioned reflex these days. It's all your fault." Cheng Jian pushed away Cheng Yi's hypocritical support and sat back on the mat.

Cheng Yi quickly ran over and held the feather duster in Chu Yue'e's hand, his face full of flattering smiles, and said: "Mom~Mom~Don't be like this, can't we just talk it out nicely if we have something to say."

Cheng Jianshu, who was clearly drunk at the table, shouted, "Wife, if you have anything to say, come to me and Xiaojian. Xiaoyi is a graduate of a prestigious university, and he might even be promoted to a higher position in the future. You're asking him to kneel? Isn't that ridiculous?"

"Mom, just come after my dad, don't include me. I support you unconditionally." Cheng Jian quickly distanced himself from the drunken and cowardly Cheng Jianshu.

"Come at me if you want. Today is New Year's Eve! Who should I be afraid of?" Cheng Jianshu stared with his eyes, looking fearless.

Cheng Jian lowered his voice and said, "Dad, New Year's Eve is only one day, why bother?"

"I'll deal with you on the second day of the New Year." Chu Yue'e glared at Cheng Jianshu.

With the interruption of Cheng Jianshu and Cheng Jian, Chu Yue'e's anger subsided a lot.

Considering that today was New Year's Eve, Chu Yue'e knew that getting angry was wrong. She suppressed her anger and glared at Cheng Yi and said, "Look at you, you got into Handong University but you didn't study hard. Why did you open an internet cafe? Is that kind of business something a good person can do? Aren't you afraid of being criticized?"

Cheng Yi quickly explained: "Mom, I opened the Internet cafe not to make money, I opened the Internet cafe to rectify the industry."

"That's a nice thing to say!" Chu Yue'e snorted. "When our shantytown was demolished, the developers said it was to improve our living environment and quality of life. But what happened? They replaced our 140-square-meter bungalow with a yard with this 75-square-meter pigeon coop. We still have to pay property management fees and management fees every month! It seems all crows are the same!"

Cheng Yi stood beside Chu Yue'e with some embarrassment and did not explain.

His mother is very sharp in both thoughts and thinking. This son takes after his mother. He and his elder brother Cheng Jian inherited Chu Yue'e's intellectual talent.

Chu Yue'e grumbled, "Look at your second uncle's cousin. He didn't even get into university because he was addicted to the internet cafe. And your third uncle's younger uncle was also addicted to the internet cafe and was eventually fired from the factory."

Cheng Yi asked in confusion, "When there were no internet cafes in our county, wasn't my cousin ranked last in the class? And my uncle was expelled because he had a love triangle with the factory director's niece."

"You're still arguing with me?" Chu Yue'e said angrily, "If there weren't internet cafes, your cousin might have studied hard during his senior year of high school and gotten into a junior college without any problems, right? And your uncle, it was chatting in an internet cafe that led to him finding a mistress. If there hadn't been that internet cafe chat, would he have gotten into this love triangle? He's already the factory director's nephew-in-law."

"This..." Cheng Yi was speechless. After all, Chu Yue'e was his mother, and whatever her mother said was right.

At this time, Cheng Yi's uncle Cheng Jianmin, also drunkenly said, "Sister-in-law, I think it's no big deal for Xiaoyi to open an Internet cafe. It's a profitable industry, and everyone can do it. Even if he doesn't do this, how can there be no Internet cafe? Nowadays, young people like surfing and so on. It's a trend. I think it's okay as long as he doesn't play those games."

"Right, right, right." Third Uncle Cheng Jianlin also said, "I've read the newspapers too. They say those computer games are like online opium. The newspapers say there's a game called Legend that's harming a lot of teenagers. I think those game developers are the real deal."

"Uncle San is right." Cheng Yi nodded in agreement and said righteously, "Don't worry, online games and I have an irreconcilable relationship."

Third uncle Cheng Jianlin immediately smiled and said, "Xiaoyi, don't stand there. Come and sit down and eat something first. If I had known you were coming back, I would have brought you a chicken."

Cheng Jian looked at his uncle with some sadness and sighed, "Uncle, the relationship between us uncle and nephew has really faded. Am I not worthy of eating a chicken?"

"You're so arrogant! You come to my house three times a day, and you didn't even spare my laying hens." Uncle San glared at me and cursed, "Now those hens don't dare to come back all night long when they hear your footsteps."

"Uncle San, you're exaggerating. At most, I only ate two of your chickens." Cheng Jian said.

"Two chickens? Are you counting according to the weight that went into your stomach? You ate six chicken heads alone, and countless chicken wings. Do the chickens you raise have three heads and six arms?" Uncle San said unhappily.

After Uncle San and Cheng Jian had such a mess, Chu Yue'e no longer had the mood to lecture Cheng Yi. She said helplessly, "Go wash your hands and hurry up to eat."

"Okay." Cheng Yi was temporarily relieved. He quickly threw down his bag, pulled a stool and sat at the square table, concentrating on eating.

As soon as Cheng Yi sat down, Cheng Jianlin asked, "Xiao Yi, is this internet cafe profitable?"

Cheng Yi thought for a moment and said, "It's not bad. I don't get paid during the week, but the year-end bonus is over 2,000."

"There's no salary, and the year-end bonus is so low?" Cheng Jianlin lamented, "It's really hard to do anything right now."

"More than 2,000 is not a small amount. The construction site I worked at only gave me 600 yuan at the end of the year." Cheng Jianmin also sighed: "Next year I'll still follow Mr. Jiang to work in building materials."

"Yes, Mr. Jiang is making a killing now." Cheng Jianlin also said, "His building materials store must have made 200,000 or 300,000 in the past six months, right?"

"At least 400,000 yuan," Cheng Jianmin said. "Most of the hardware and building materials used in the county's old city renovation project came from Mr. Jiang, and it was all paid in cash."

When Jiang Aiguo was mentioned, everyone started talking and chatting with each other.

The dinner lasted until after ten o'clock in the evening. After the meal, Cheng Jianmin, Cheng Jianshu and Cheng Jianlin began to burn scriptures to worship their ancestors. This year it was Cheng Jianshu's family's turn to invite their ancestors. Because they lived in the urban area and their houses were small, the specifications were lowered a lot.

After Cheng Jianmin and Cheng Jianlin offered sacrifices to their ancestors, they hurried home to send off the Kitchen God.

After sending his uncle and third uncle out, Cheng Yi and his eldest brother strolled to the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Cheng Yi sat next to Cheng Jian and said, "Brother, when are you planning to leave?"

"It's up to you to decide. I can do anything." Cheng Jian said while eating sunflower seeds, "Leiden University is a famous school. Can I really get in?"

"Handong University of Foreign Studies has cooperation with them, so it won't be a big problem." Cheng Yi grabbed a piece of peanut candy and peeled it while asking, "Brother, are you willing to immigrate? If you do, the success rate will be much higher. We can go directly to Leiden University through the Korean route."

"Immigration?" Cheng Jian was stunned and said, "You're not going to move me out so you can take over Dad's 75-square-meter house, are you? If I immigrate, this house will be in your name from now on."

"That's impossible." Cheng Yi said with a smile: "You are the eldest brother, you should at least score 75 out of the 40 square meters."

"Hey, could you two please not let me hear you two plotting against me?" Cheng Jianshu, who was packing up the tributes, looked over with dissatisfaction and was furious.

"Dad, our house is so small that even a fart can make a loud noise. It's hard not to let you hear it." Cheng Jian said, "Let's try to be quiet."

Cheng Jian lowered his voice and said, "Seriously, why do you want me to immigrate?"

"There are several reasons." Cheng Yi also lowered his voice and said, "You are fluent in Korean. If you immigrate to South Korea, everything will be much easier. And if you cause any trouble overseas, it will not bring shame to our great motherland."

Cheng Jian looked at Cheng Yi dissatisfiedly and said, "I've been doing good for a long time." "Another reason is that many overseas countries have open technologies and policies to South Korea. The Netherlands is also South Korea's largest source of investment. Their cooperation in the semiconductor field is the closest in the world. If you go to the Netherlands as a Korean, you might be able to get some useful technology for me." Cheng Yi said, "And the most important thing is that Koreans are very popular in the Netherlands. Those beautiful women will jump on you as soon as they hear the word 'smecta'."

"Why do I feel like you are fooling me?" Cheng Jian looked at Cheng Yi with a frown.

"That's impossible. You're my brother, how could I fool you?" Cheng Yi said, "I've made a very clear plan for you. You'll first immigrate to Thailand. It only takes a month to complete the immigration process, and you can pay to have a resident record in Thailand, so you'll be a native Thai. Then wait another three months, and then you can immigrate from Thailand to South Korea."

"What's the matter? Is my Chinese identity so shabby? Do I have to cover it up?" Cheng Jian said dissatisfiedly.

"Isn't this just to get the technology?" Cheng Yi chuckled and said, "After we complete our great task, you can change your nationality back."

"Can it be changed back?" Cheng Jian asked doubtfully.

"Of course it can." Cheng Yi said nonsense.

"Why do I always feel like you are fooling me?" Cheng Jian asked suspiciously.

"That's impossible." Cheng Yi said with a smile: "You are my brother, who would deceive his brother? Wouldn't your conscience hurt?"

At this time, the Spring Festival Gala program was performing Zhao Benshan's classic sketch "Selling Cars".

Chef Fan: [You keep on fooling me! Do you want me to take another step?]

Zhao Benshan: [Did you limp when you took two steps last year?]

Chef Fan: [Lame.]

Zhao Benshan: [Are your feet numb from stomping twice?]

Chef Fan: [It’s numb.]

Zhao Benshan: [Why?]

Chef Fan: [You're kidding me.]

Cheng Jian watched the skit and was amused. He laughed for a while and said to Cheng Yi, "Don't I look a lot like this chef?"

"Brother, you are much smarter than him." Cheng Yi flattered him quickly.

Cheng Jian acted nonchalant and said with a smile, "Just do as you say. I also want to go out and have a look. Who knows, maybe I can really pick up a foreign girl? I heard that mixed-race children are very smart and good-looking. If I'm lucky, I can marry a princess from a small country..."

Seeing that his elder brother's fantasy was becoming more and more unrealistic, Cheng Yi kept silent.

As long as you have a dream, what if it comes true?

After watching the skit, Cheng Yi and Cheng Jian helped clean up the room.

In fact, this small house of 75 square meters does not require any cleaning at all. If everyone puts in a little effort, it can be cleaned up very neatly.

Cheng Yi looked at the small house and said, "Dad, how about we move to another house? I heard that a Western-style apartment complex has recently opened, and it's pretty good."

"Where can I get the money to buy it? It's the best villa in the county," said Cheng Jianshu.

Chu Yue'e also laughed and said, "It's nearly three thousand per square meter."

Cheng Yi took out a passbook, handed it to Chu Yue'e, and said with a smile: "I made a lot of money from the year-end bonus, this is to honor you two elders."

"What's the point of giving filial piety with just over two thousand in dividends?" Chu Yue'e took the passbook with a smile and said, "I'll use it to give you two New Year's money tomorrow."

Chu Yue'e opened the passbook while speaking. After just one glance, the smile on her face disappeared instantly. She looked at Cheng Yi in shock and said, "Where did you get so much money?"

Cheng Jianshu also leaned over to take a look. Seeing the string of 2000000 on the passbook, Cheng Jianshu was also surprised and said, "Two million? How can it be so much?"

Chu Yue'e looked at Cheng Yi with a serious expression and said, "Tell me, where did it come from?"

Cheng Jian lay on the sofa, acting as if he was not surprised, and said, "Didn't you say half a thousand just now? He made more than two thousand."

"More than two thousand?" Cheng Jianshu was surprised. "He said ten thousand, not one yuan?"

Since both his parents knew about it, Cheng Yi didn't plan to hide it anymore. Nowadays, the only people most people can fully trust are their biological parents.

Cheng Yi said: "Our group's year-end dividend was over 20 million yuan. You two elders can spend these 2 million yuan first."

Cheng Yi took out another bank card and threw it to Cheng Jian.

Cheng Jian grabbed the bank card and said with a smile, "Do you have two hundred?"

"One hundred." Cheng Yi said unhappily, "Two hundred is too many. I'm afraid you can't handle it."

Cheng Jianshu quickly ran to the door, closed it, and drew the curtains. He asked nervously, "Is it really that profitable to open an Internet cafe now?"

Chu Yue'e looked at the passbook in her hand and suddenly felt less averse to Cheng Yi opening an Internet cafe.

If you think about it carefully, opening an Internet cafe is actually a good idea. Her son opened the Internet cafe in order to rectify the Internet cafe industry, not just to make money.

Chu Yue'e suppressed her excitement and said, "Xiao Yi, you must not tell anyone that you are rich. The situation is too chaotic now. It is very dangerous for you to have so much money at your age. If someone spots you, it will be troublesome."

"Yes, wealth should not be shown off." Cheng Jianshu also said.

"I know." Cheng Yi smiled and said, "I'm not the kind of person who shows off. I haven't even bought a car yet."

Chu Yue'e felt a little relieved and said, "We can't buy that villa either. It's too eye-catching. We can just buy an ordinary house on the first floor with a yard. It's only 800 to 900 yuan per square meter."

(End of this chapter)