My son is a reincarnated soul; I overheard his inner thoughts and became the richest man.

Li Zhicheng arrived very quickly.

This man was 1.85 meters tall, with muscles all over his body, and he stood there like an iron tower.

Because he works on construction sites year-round, his skin is dark, and he has a fierce and unapproachable aura.

"Brother, I'm here!"

Li Zhicheng scratched his head sheepishly, looking at the room full of high-tech gadgets that kept beeping, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.

"It's good that you're here."

Chen Feng patted his cousin's sturdy shoulder. "The job is simple. It's just collecting money, turning on the machines, and selling instant noodles. If anyone causes trouble, you just need to show off your muscles."

"Don't worry, bro! Anyone who dares to cause trouble in our shop, I'll beat the shit out of them!" Li Zhicheng thumped his chest loudly.

With this guardian deity protecting the place, Chen Feng was finally able to go home and get a good night's sleep.

......

In the following week, Chen Feng truly witnessed what it meant to "pick up money".

Five computers, running around the clock, with almost no downtime.

After a week, after deducting electricity costs and the advance payment of wages to Li Zhicheng, Chen Feng's net profit reached a staggering 3,200 yuan!

Three thousand two!

Chen Feng's hands trembled as he looked at the thick stack of banknotes.

That used to be more than half a year's salary for him! And now it's just a week's!

But soon, Chen Feng was no longer satisfied.

"Boss, are there no more machines?"

"Oh dear, I've been waiting for two hours!"

"Boss, you don't have enough machines, can you add some more?"

Every day, watching wave after wave of disappointed guests leave, Chen Feng felt a pang of heartache.

expansion!

We must expand!

However, the three thousand yuan I had wasn't even enough to buy half a computer.

Chen Feng sat on the sofa, stroking the red property certificate in his hand, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

Chen Xiaotian, who was watching TV nearby, seemed to sense his father's thoughts and narrowed his eyes slightly.

[Is Dad thinking about money? Seeing so much cash going unearned must be making him incredibly anxious.]

Internet cafes are incredibly profitable these days; the bigger the investment, the faster the return. That's when you need to be bold!

No money? You have a house! Even though this dilapidated house isn't worth much, you can still mortgage it to the bank and get a loan of tens of thousands of yuan.

[Once you invest this money and add a dozen or so computers, you can break even in a month!]

[Dad, don't hesitate, go all in! If you win, you'll get a hot model at a club; if you lose... it's impossible to lose! This is a guaranteed win!]

Upon hearing the words "all in," the hesitation in Chen Feng's eyes vanished instantly.

It's a game we're guaranteed to win, what's there to be afraid of!

He suddenly stood up, grabbed the property certificate, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Xiao Tian, ​​you stay home and watch TV obediently. Dad has some errands to run!"

......

Although loan approvals are slow these days, Chen Feng managed to pull some strings—the old accountant from the factory back then now works at the credit union.

With two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes and the property certificate as collateral, the loan of 50,000 yuan was quickly approved.

With the three thousand yuan he already had, plus the little he had saved up before, Chen Feng now held a huge sum of nearly sixty thousand yuan!

Chen Feng didn't stop for a moment and headed straight for the computer mall.

Stepping back into the same store, Sun Qian, the sales assistant in black stockings, was idly manicuring her nails.

Upon seeing Chen Feng, her eyes lit up instantly, and she rushed out from behind the counter.

"Oh, Brother Chen! It's been quite a while since you've come!"

Sun Qian is dressed even more daringly today than last time.

She wore a tight-fitting, low-cut tank top, with a semi-transparent sun-protective shirt over it, and a black bodycon mini skirt underneath.

As she ran, the two sizable mounds of soft flesh on her chest bounced violently up and down, a white expanse that made one dizzy.

She grabbed Chen Feng's arm and pressed herself against him.

"Brother Chen, what brings you here this time...?" Sun Qian looked up, her eyes watery, her voice sickeningly sweet.

Chen Feng felt the warmth coming from his arm, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he extended seven fingers.

"Give me seven more! Same configuration as before!"

"Seven stations?!"

Sun Qian gasped, her mouth forming an "O" shape, before a surge of joy flooded her face.

If this deal goes through, her commission this month will be enough to buy several beautiful outfits!

"Brother Chen, you're truly my lucky charm!"

Overjoyed, Sun Qian ignored the other people in the shop and pulled Chen Feng towards the lounge inside. "It's too noisy here. Let's go inside and sit down. I'll make you some tea, and we can talk about the price slowly."

Once inside the lounge, the door closed, shutting out the noise from outside.

Sun Qian pressed Chen Feng down onto the leather sofa, then turned to pour water.

She deliberately walked very slowly, her waist twisting like a water snake.

When she bent over to pour water, she turned her back to Chen Feng, presenting her pert and round buttocks directly to his line of sight.

Chen Feng lit a cigarette and admired the scenery before him.

That's the power of money.

Sun Qian turned around with the water in her hand. When she saw Chen Feng's gaze, she didn't flinch but instead walked over with cat-like steps.

She didn't sit in the chair opposite Chen Feng, but instead sat directly on the armrest of the sofa next to him.

As she sat down, her thighs were almost touching Chen Feng's shoulders, and the strong scent of perfume wafted into Chen Feng's nose.

"Brother Chen, your business is really booming. If you ever have another good opportunity like this, you have to remember your sister!"

Chen Feng exhaled a smoke ring and casually patted Sun Qian's thigh, which was covered in black stockings. It felt smooth and firm to the touch.

"Don't worry, as long as the machine is good, you'll definitely get your share of the benefits in the future."

Sun Qian trembled slightly, and her smile became even more alluring.

"Then... I'll treat Brother Chen to dinner tonight? You can't refuse this time, okay?"

Chen Feng looked at her alluring peach blossom eyes and felt the amazing elasticity in his palm, and smiled.

"Alright, then I'll let you spend the money."

......

Chen Feng felt refreshed as he left the computer mall.

Seven computers, plus the previous five, make a total of twelve.

Once all twelve machines are running, the daily turnover will exceed one thousand!

Back at the internet cafe, Chen Xiaotian looked at his father's smug expression and smelled the strong perfume on him, then pouted.

[Tsk tsk, that smell...it's still that saleswoman in black stockings, right? Dad's efficient, looks like he's not far from finding me a stepmother.]

[However, only seven machines? That's too conservative!]

Opening an internet cafe is like rolling a snowball; it just keeps getting bigger. Once these twelve machines make money, we'll have to keep investing! Even if it means taking over the shop next door!

These days, the bold get rich, the timid starve. Dad, you need to be even more ambitious!

As Chen Feng listened to his son's heartfelt words and watched the workers busily installing the new computer, his eyes grew even more determined.

Ambition?

Son, don't worry, your dad's appetite has only just been whetted!