Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 102 The Young Woman Runs Away
After Ding Changshou left, Zeng Xiangdong looked at Zeng Wenjie in confusion.

He never said that he wanted to take over the gold mine on Yangmapo in Shizhu County, because the gold mine had been mined out and had no value.

But Zeng Wenjie just had a completely different explanation, so he could only suppress his doubts and cooperate.

Zeng Xiangdong asked, "Tell me, what's your idea? Why do you have to buy this mine?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "It's not a fancy idea, I just really want that mine."

Zeng Xiangdong was surprised and said, "Do you have money to burn? The elephant's foot of that mine has been dug out, and there's nothing left in the branch veins. Buy it and use it as a cellar!"

Zeng Wenjie shook his head and said, "I know the secret sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui technique! To find the dragon and divide the gold, look at the winding mountains. Each layer of winding is a new level of difficulty... There are still big treasures in that mine."

Zeng Xiangdong slapped Zeng Wenjie on the back of the head and cursed, "Speak human language!"

Zeng Wenjie grinned and said, "Anyway, if you trust me, that mine will make us rich. Taking it will only bring us benefits and no harm!"

Zeng Xiangdong asked, "Reason?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "I can't tell you yet. I have an expert to guide me on this matter. I'll tell you when the time comes. Just trust me!"

"Besides, we talked about this last time! We agreed that the money would be returned and I would control half of it."

"You want to regret it?"

He hasn't figured out a reason to deal with this matter yet.

The idea of ​​rebirth is too absurd, how can I even say it out loud.

Fortunately, after a summer, Zeng Wenjie had established trust with his father. In addition, the planning of the cross-provincial kidnapping made Zeng Xiangdong, the father, very convinced.

"If Ding Changshou can negotiate the price down to 300,000, we will just pay for it," said Zeng Wenjie.

"What if not?" Zeng Xiangdong frowned.

"Then stop your current business and buy the mine first!" Zeng Wenjie said gritting his teeth.

Zeng Xiangdong couldn't help but light a cigarette and fell into deep thought. Buying a gold mine whose main vein had been obviously dug out for 300,000 yuan was not a trivial matter.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a waste mine!
If such a mine is sold, the buyer can only bet that the remaining branches can make a profit.

But some experts who know about mining have seen that the mine has almost been mined out by Zhu Jian. It might be worth a gamble of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of yuan, but any higher price would be inappropriate.

Buying this kind of gold mine that has been opened by someone else is actually similar to gambling on stones in Xiannan Province.

"Are you really buying it?" Zeng Xiangdong couldn't help but ask. The price of at least 300,000 still made him feel uneasy.

"Really?" Zeng Wenjie nodded seriously. "We started with a capital of fifty or sixty thousand yuan. Don't worry too much. Besides, I guarantee you'll make money."

Zeng Xiangdong took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I believe you!"

Zeng Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and he felt completely relaxed. All his efforts this summer were not in vain!
He helped his father accumulate wealth from nothing, unified Baishui Town to fight short-term tourists, and then kidnapped people across provinces to extort money.

Trust is built up bit by bit, and it's not easy.

"Wenjie is back, come and have dinner." At this time, grandma came into the main room wearing an apron, with a smile on her face, and shouted.

"Come on!" Zeng Wenjie agreed quickly.

Zeng Wenjie just went back home during the National Day holiday, and he came back not long after that, but it was far from the point where he was hated by his family.

Grandma also specially prepared a sumptuous dinner, almost all of which were Zeng Wenjie's favorite dishes.

"Grandpa, please make me some more whistles so I can take them to school," said Zeng Wenjie.

"Are you eating so fast?" Grandpa asked.

"Yes, the food in the cafeteria is terrible. I have to take it with me every meal and it is finished very quickly." Zeng Wenjie said helplessly.

Grandpa nodded and said he would fry two more cans for him to take back to school.

It was no easy task for a man like Grandpa who rarely went into the kitchen to stir-fry whistles. What made Zeng Wenjie feel most relieved was that Grandpa had not been drinking during this period and had persisted in practicing martial arts. His complexion looked much better, and his spirit was completely different from that in the summer.

"My mother is watching over Feng Xiao at the ancestral house, right?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"Well, I'll bring her food later." Zeng Xiangdong said.

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Is that woman honest?"

Zeng Xiangdong said: "She's quite obedient and even does some housework."

Zeng Wenjie actually admired Feng Xiao very much. Bringing 200,000 yuan in cash to a foreign country to exchange hostages was something that not only a woman but also a man could not do without courage.

After dinner, Zeng Wenjie packed up the food and went to the ancestral home, where his mother was knitting winter items such as scarves and sweaters.

Feng Xiao was sitting on a chair, holding a copy of Yilin in his hand.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but find it funny when he saw this magazine. It was all written by banana people and it exaggeratedly praised Western countries.

The absurd examples such as not swiping your card to enter the subway station to avoid fare fare will be counted into your credit score and you will not be able to find a job in the future are very funny, but countless people believe them.

On the table next to him, there was a stack of "Story Club" copies, which were probably read by Feng Xiao who was bored during this period.

"Mom, I'm back!" Zeng Wenjie said.

"Just be glad you get home safely. I'll knit this scarf and you can take it to school," said Mom.

In fact, Zeng Wenjie was tired of all turtleneck outfits and didn't like scarves, but he would not refuse his mother's kindness.

Feng Xiao put down the book and glanced at Zeng Wenjie. A look of ease and comfort etched itself across his fair face. He smiled and said, "Are you so worried? You won't feel at ease until you get the money?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "There are other things to do."

"My dad should send the money tomorrow at noon, and we won't see each other again." Feng Xiao said with a smile.

"It's best not to meet him. Let your father do less immoral things, so that he won't die at the hands of a ruthless person." Zeng Wenjie sneered.

Feng Xiao nodded, and then had dinner with Zeng Wenjie's mother.

Around nine o'clock, Zeng Wenjie returned from his ancestral home.

As soon as he got home, he received a call from Mu Qingyang, who asked, "Are you home?"

Zeng Wenjie said: "Yes, we set out early this morning."

Mu Qingyang was a little disappointed that he didn't come to say goodbye to him.

However, Zeng Wenjie had his own plans.

But women should not be allowed to get used to men actively reporting their whereabouts, otherwise, it will easily lead to disaster in the future.

Zeng Wenjie wanted to act like he was not willing to reveal his whereabouts, so that when the relationship progressed further, it would not be too easy to fail.

——Just think about it, no matter where you are, a video call pops up at any time. How terrifying is that! Would you answer it or not?

It was okay in the past few years, but it became a headache when smartphones became popular.

"I'll come back and bring you a whistle and a gift," said Zeng Wenjie.

"Okay." Mu Qingyang agreed gently.

Neither of them talked much. Zeng Wenjie was a little tired after sitting in the car all day and didn't have the energy anymore.

Zeng Wenjie was already very satisfied that Mu Qingyang took the initiative to call and say hello.

He had just opened his eyes in the morning when he heard his father's wailing: "When did the person run away?!"

Hearing this, Zeng Wenjie's sleepiness disappeared instantly. He ran out and saw his mother with a grim expression at the door.

(End of this chapter)