Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 310 Feeling proud
"Okay, you guys should hurry up and go to bed." Chu Yue'e held the passbook in her hand, her voice trembling.

This is two million?
She had never seen so much money in her life.

She held the passbook and for a moment she didn't know where to hide it.

Cheng Jian came back, so Cheng Yi's room became a double bed with bunk beds.

Cheng Jian was lying on the upper bunk, playing with his bank card, and said to Cheng Yi on the lower bunk: "Half a million, I shouldn't be so low-key, right?"

"Whatever you say." Cheng Yi turned over and said, "I'm so tired today. I have to go to bed first."

"What the hell are you doing? I have something to ask you." Cheng Jian clung to the edge of the bed and said, "Do you still remember Juanzi from our village?"

"Remember, your ex-girlfriend." Cheng Yi yawned.

Cheng Jian said, "She broke up with me after I was expelled from university. What do you think? Should I buy a Santana and then drive around her house a few times to show off?"

"Whatever." Cheng Yi muttered, "It would be better to add 'You ignored me before, but now you can't afford me', that would be more appropriate."

"Huh? That's a good sentence. I'll make a note of it." Cheng Jian took out his phone and wrote it down in a text message. He then asked, "That's not right. What if their family doesn't see me? I also want to keep a low profile so that everyone in our village knows that I'm a millionaire. You're more cunning than me. Teach me how to do it."

"Brother, I'm so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes. Can we talk about it tomorrow?" Cheng Yi said helplessly.

"That won't work. I just became a millionaire and I'm so excited I can't sleep." Cheng Jian shook the bed and said, "Tell me how to appear low-key."

Cheng Yi sighed and said, "First, buy a few packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, then drive the car into the ditch at the entrance of the village, and then ask someone to help tow the car. You will give a box of Zhonghua to anyone who comes to help. Within three days, the whole village will know about it."

"Damn, you can even think of this method, you're amazing." Cheng Jian said in surprise, "That's why they say the younger the child, the smarter it is. You sold me out, and I'm helping you count the money."

"Just forget it." Cheng Yi said unhappily, "Now I'm the one making money for you to count."

"Go to sleep, I have to get up tomorrow morning to celebrate the New Year." Cheng Yi covered his head with the quilt.

"Half a thousand, do you think I should buy another set of foreign clothes?" Cheng Jian poked his head out again.

"No need. Just speak to them in a mix of Chinese and English, one Chinese followed by one English. No one will be confused. Then you will be like a cow sitting on a high-voltage wire in the wind, awesome and lightning." Cheng Yi said, "If you disturb my sleep again, I will take the card back. Your dream of becoming a millionaire has affected my sleep."

"Okay, okay, go to sleep and I'll think about it."

When he woke up the next day, it was already past nine o'clock, and his brother was no longer on the upper bunk. He knew without hesitation that he must have gone out to buy a car.

In fact, it’s a good idea for the eldest brother to buy a car. When he goes abroad, the car can be given to my father to drive without being conspicuous.

Cheng Yi got up and grabbed a handful of longan from the New Year's gift plate on the bedside table. After drinking two of them, he put the red envelope from the New Year's gift plate into his pocket and then walked out of the bedroom.

The New Year's Eve plate is a tradition in Lanling City. Before going to bed on New Year's Eve, the elders will put a "New Year's Eve plate" at the bedside of the younger ones. The plate is filled with melon seeds, longan and New Year's money. When the younger ones wake up on the morning of the first day of the New Year, they will eat some of the food in the New Year's Eve plate, which means peace and prosperity for the whole year.

Lanling City is located at the junction of Donglu Province and Handong Province. The customs of celebrating the New Year are a combination of the customs of the north and the south, and there are many rules. When they go out on the first day of the new year, they have to follow the direction specified in the almanac, which is called the "God of Joy Direction". After that, they have to burn incense in the temples of the City God, the Land God, etc., and they have to burn incense in ten temples in a row, which is also called "burning incense in ten temples."

"Wake up, eat something first. Go burn incense in the ten temples later. Your elder brother went there early in the morning." Seeing Cheng Yi walk out of the room, Chu Yue'e put a bowl of steaming shredded pork noodles on the dining table.

"Okay." After Cheng Yi finished washing up, he went to get some pickles and started eating them.

I was halfway through eating the noodles when I heard the sound of a car engine outside.

Not long after, Cheng Jian walked in wearing a jacket, jeans, and leather shoes. He took off his cowboy hat and said with a smile, "Oh~ My good little brother is up."

"Can you speak normally?" Chu Yue'e glared at Cheng Jian.

Cheng Jian shuddered with fear and immediately pointed at Cheng Yi who was drinking noodles and said, "Ban Wan taught me this."

"Could you please stop talking so much? As a brother, aren't you ashamed?" Chu Yue'e scolded.

When Cheng Yi was born, he was fined 5000 yuan. This matter was widely circulated in the village. Cheng Jian was just 6 years old that year, which was the age when he could remember things, so he privately gave Cheng Yi a nickname.

Half a thousand.

"Okay, okay, I'll try not to yell anymore next time." Cheng Jian chuckled, ran to Cheng Yi, shook the car keys in his hand, and urged him, "Brother, hurry up and eat, we have to go back to the village to celebrate the New Year soon."

Cheng Yi looked up at Cheng Jian and felt that Cheng Jian's inner desire to show off was almost uncontrollable.

He took two mouthfuls of noodles and said, "It's getting late, let's go."

"Let's go, let's go." Cheng Jian rushed out of the store in a few steps. Seeing Cheng Jian take out the keys and open the car door, the owner of the sesame oil shop next door said in surprise: "Hey, Cheng Jian, this Santana 2000 is yours?"

Cheng Jian smiled modestly and said, "It's too inconvenient to travel during the New Year, so I went to pick up a car."

"Isn't this car cheap?"

"It's not much money, just over 190,000." Cheng Jian answered very impressively.

Amid the sesame oil shop owner's repeated surprise, Cheng Yi got into the car with an expressionless face.

He kind of regretted teaching his elder brother this kind of Chinese-English pronunciation. It was a bit too social...

Cheng Jian started the car, accelerated instantly, and rushed out of the street.

Although Cheng Jian does not have a driver's license, his driving skills are very good. He works as a translator in an electronics factory and often needs to act as a driver.

Cheng Yi and his family’s hometown is located in Yuquan Village, Maoming Town, a very nice name.

There used to be a Jade Spring in Yuquan Village. Legend has it that as long as you worship sincerely, the things you need will gush out of the Jade Spring. When he was a child, Cheng Jian took Cheng Yi to worship beside the Jade Spring several times, expecting some money to gush out, but the result was disappointing.

The Yuquan Village in my memory was really poor, but in recent years, the village has built a village-run brick factory, and the villagers' lives have become prosperous. Not only did they build cement roads, but at the end of each year, each household could also get a few hundred yuan.

Cheng Jian drove the car onto the cement road that was barely wide enough for two cars to pass. There were two wheat fields on both sides of the cement road. At the end, one could vaguely see the stone tablet with the words "Yuquan Village" engraved on it.

When they were almost at the stone tablet, Cheng Jian gave Cheng Yi a look and said, "Banwan, sit tight."

"No, are you serious?" Cheng Yi exclaimed, and watched Cheng Jian drive the car into the wheat field on the side of the road.

The violent vibration almost shook out the noodles that Cheng Yi had just swallowed.

"what happened?"

"What's going on here?"

"A car has overturned into the ditch." Many villagers gathered at the village entrance saw this scene and exclaimed in surprise.

Word spread quickly from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. In less than ten minutes, the entire cement road was filled with onlookers.

Cheng Yi sat in the passenger seat, grabbing his hair, his face full of regret. At this moment, he wished he could slap himself twice.

Feeling that the number of onlookers was about right, Cheng Jian got out of the car.

"Oh, isn't this the boss of the Jianshu family?"

"It seems so, but it doesn't look like it. It's too Western."

"It's Xiaojian. He became quite famous a while ago. Handong Foreign Languages ​​University even made the news and apologized to him."

"It seems the rumors are true. He really has become famous in Shenxia City and even bought a sedan."

"That's called the Santana 2000, and it costs nearly two hundred thousand."

"Two hundred thousand? My goodness, that's enough to buy our brick factory, right?"

People around immediately started talking.

Cheng Jian pretended to be shy and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to have made fun of you uncles. I'm not very good at driving and I accidentally drove into a ditch. Could you please help me push it?"

"no problem."

"Go, go, go and help."

The enthusiasm of the villagers was fully demonstrated at this moment, and soon nearly twenty people surrounded the car.

"Hey, there's another person in the car."

"It's Xiaoyi, right?"

"Our college students are back too." The people outside the car saw Cheng Yi and started to cheer again.

Cheng Yi sighed, opened the car door and got out.

No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't bear it at this moment.

Thinking from the perspective of 2024, this is really fucking embarrassing. What's the difference between this and running into the middle of a concrete road to take a shit?

But looking at it from the perspective of 2001, there is nothing shameful about it.

Everyone worked together to help Cheng Jian push the cart onto the cement road. Cheng Jian pulled out a large pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, unpacked them, and handed them to each of the villagers who helped push the cart. He repeatedly said, "Uncles, thank you so much for troubling you."

Fortunately, Cheng Jian did not use the Chinese and English pronunciations at this moment.

When the folks who helped push the cart saw that Cheng Jian was actually distributing Zhonghua cigarettes, they were all delighted.

These cigarettes cost dozens of dollars a box. Xiao Jian is really generous.

Cheng Yi stood beside Cheng Jian, trying to help him by smiling, his face almost numb from smiling.

He could understand his elder brother's current thoughts. He said that he wanted to provoke his ex-girlfriend, but to put it bluntly, he just wanted to wash away the grievances in his heart over the past few years.

From the time he was expelled until now, the villagers have been talking about him behind his back, to the point that the eldest brother didn't even dare to go home for the New Year, for fear that he would be criticized behind his back and affect his parents.

Strictly speaking, this kind of criticism is not purely malicious, it is simply the villagers having nothing to do.

After dinner, people would gather in groups of three or four and talk about Cheng Jian and other things.

If Yuquan Village is regarded as a small Douyin, then Cheng Jian’s topic is definitely a hot topic in the past decade.

A prestigious university student was expelled. Is there any hot topic more explosive than this?
But at this moment, Cheng Jian was completely proud of himself.

He stuffed the remaining Zhonghua cigarettes into the trunk and drove the car to the most conspicuous square at the entrance of the village.

"Happy New Year, Uncle. You look so good, Uncle Liu. Are you here too? Hello, Aunt Zhao. Aunt Wang, you look younger again..."

Cheng Yi gritted his teeth and walked through the crowd, greeting people as he went. He felt his scalp tingling along the way.

He, who could chat and laugh with business leaders, felt that he was completely unable to cope with the situation before him.

Back home, etiquette is paramount. If you cross without asking anyone to, it won't take long for the whole village to be talking about you, with stories like "arrogant and impolite" and "getting into a prestigious university is such a big deal."

Cheng Yi and Cheng Jian first went to the village City God Temple to burn incense, and then began to visit every household to wish them a happy new year according to their seniority.

After we finished all the worship, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Arriving at the threshing ground on the mountain behind the village, Cheng Jian sat down on the slope, lit a cigarette, and then looked at the mountains before him and sighed, "It feels like a dream."

Cheng Yi glanced at Cheng Jian with a sidelong glance, waiting for Cheng Jian's next sentence, "Hit me and I'll see if I'm dreaming."

As long as Cheng Jian said this, he released all the emotions he had experienced today.

Unfortunately, Cheng Jian didn't express such a request. He slowly said, "Banwan, what exactly do you want to do with all this trouble?"

Cheng Yi didn't want to put too much pressure on his elder brother, so he said with a relaxed smile: "Actually, I don't know what I want to do. I just want to have fun. I'll play as long as I can."

"Play? Ha, you're almost turning me into a Korean Oppa." Cheng Jian said, "A few days ago I saw you shut down all the internet cafes. Are you in trouble?"

"No, I just played with a kid for a few days." Cheng Yi said: "Brother, don't feel any psychological pressure. I sent you out so that you can go out and have fun. If you can do what I asked you to do, then do it. If you can't, then it doesn't matter."

"Tell me, what's going on?" Cheng Jian asked.

Cheng Yi organized his words and said, "I heard that many overseas countries will block all high-tech technologies from us next year. I want you to start a technology company and use the identity of a Korean company to help me get some of the technology I need."

"That's no problem." Cheng Jian smiled and said, "Those foreigners actually have some problems with their brains. When it comes to intrigue and calculating people's hearts, they are far behind."

Cheng Jian finished speaking and then sighed, "Hey, this doesn't seem like something to be proud of. If there were less intrigue and calculations in China, why would I need to pretend to be Korean to get into technology?"

"Brother, there is a company in the Netherlands that produces lithography machines. You should try your best to find a way to get in. I have arranged a person in the Netherlands a year ago. You will meet up with him after you get there. He will ensure your personal safety there." Cheng Yi said.

"As long as the boss of the lithography machine company has a daughter, I am sure I can help you get her." Cheng Jian blew out a smoke ring and said confidently.

(End of this chapter)