Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 394 Guaranteed to be Right

Geng Hui said, "Xia Xia told me about this, saying she was planning to buy a house." She laughed and said, "I told her that as long as I have a place to live, that's enough. What's the point of buying those houses? Am I just not destined to make money?"

Chen Xiao reached out and hugged Xiao Hong, saying, "Hold on to this family. Even if you don't have the luck, you can still make money. Xiao Wei is a money-making beast. My father-in-law said that whatever Xiao Wei says to do, you do; whatever Xiao Wei says to do, you do. He'll never go wrong."

Xiao Hong said, "I've always found it amazing too. It really seems like he can make money no matter what he does. I've never seen anything like it before in the county. So I think it's because Xiao Wei, Lao Xia, and Xiao Hui are making money together. Look at how the three of them have been together until now, right? They were all pretty normal before, but the three of them getting together has led to this situation."

Chen Xiao thought for a moment and said, "Yeah, that's true. It seems that making money isn't a one-person job. The key is whether you have the right people."

Xiao Hong said, "All you do all day is think about useless things. Let's just let the three of us work together and move forward. What's the point of thinking about other things?"

Chen Xiao put one arm around Xiao Hong and the other around Geng Hui, saying, "Yes, we're family, who cares about anything else? Geng Hui, you never used to come out. Xiao Hong and I have been living together for almost half a year, and we go out together too. You need to change that. Come out and play with us more often. Aren't you bored staying at home all the time?"

Geng Hui looked at Chen Xiao, then at Xiao Hong, nodded, and said, "Yeah, I'll come out to see you guys more often from now on. I don't have many friends, and I used to be a bit introverted."

On the other side, Xiaowei, Chen Hui, and Xia Maosheng were also chatting together.

Xiao Wei said, "My brother has now become a volunteer soldier and is working in the army. They're currently selling off entire buildings, and I'm planning to buy one. Are you two interested?"

Xia Maosheng said, "Isn't it too far? What would we buy it for?"

Chen Hui said, "Who cares what we do with it? A building like this isn't going anywhere. Even if we do nothing, renting it out will still make money. Buy one, I'll buy one too. Do we have that many?"

Xiao Wei said, "They say there are quite a few. I'll call and ask tonight. I think if the military wants to sell, but private individuals generally can't afford it, they'll definitely be happy if we buy. If we buy a lot, we might be able to negotiate a better price."

Chen Hui said, "Buying a house is definitely a good investment. As long as there are no problems with the paperwork, everything will be fine. What are you afraid of with Brother Xiaowei there? Go for it."

Xia Maosheng said, "Xiaowei, ask around if there are any three buildings next to each other. We can buy them and build a big one, wouldn't that be cool? Let's call it the Brothers Building, and build it to be twenty stories high."

Xiao Wei stared blankly at Xia Maosheng for a moment and said, "A building that occupies several acres of land? How are you going to build it?"

Chen Hui said, "It can be built. Just leave two sun wells in the middle. I've seen it before."

Xia Maosheng gestured and said, "The main body is shaped like a tower, and it's gradually folded up. I remember reading about a building in a foreign country in a book. It was grand and very beautiful."

Xiao Wei laughed and said, "You guys are thinking really far ahead. Buying three buildings would cost over a million. How much would it cost to flip them? And they're twenty stories high. Let's buy them first and talk about it later." He raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "It's 10:30. What time are we going to the restaurant?" Geng Hui's parents and family were at the restaurant greeting guests. The people on this side of the courtyard were Geng Hui's friends and classmates, as well as a few friends and classmates from Xia Maosheng's hometown in Sichuan. Xia Maosheng's family couldn't come today; tomorrow would be their special day.

Xia Maosheng walked over to Geng Hui, Xiao Hong, and Chen Xiao. The three of them were chatting with Geng Hui's friends and classmates, huddled together near Xia Li. Xia Maosheng said, "Honey, when are we going to the restaurant?"

Geng Hui blushed visibly, glanced at the time, and said, "Let's wait a bit longer. There'll be nowhere to stay if we go. Isn't the banquet supposed to start at 11:30?"

Xiao Hong said, "You should go there sooner rather than later, just in case something happens. Today is your wedding, but it feels like you're going to someone else's house to give a gift."

Xiao Wei and Chen Hui also came over. Xiao Wei said, "Let's go over there. These people are all here for you two. What are you doing hiding here? Xiao Hui, go get the car and bring out that Grand Sedan. There aren't enough seats for all these people in a small car." He handed the prepared keys to Chen Hui.

The car had already been driven out and washed, and was parked at the gate of the courtyard. Xia Maosheng and Geng Hui called for everyone to come out and get in the car. This group of people were quite carefree; two of the girls had actually fallen asleep in the new house. It took them a while to call them before they finally came out, yawning and still half asleep. Xiao Wei laughed and said, "These two are really something, sleeping in Old Xia's new house. They don't even care where they're going to sleep."

Chen Hui said, "You're not thinking of warming Lao Xia's bed, are you? Lao Xia is quite handsome."

Xia Maosheng quickly turned his head and looked around, then punched Chen Hui and said, "Don't talk nonsense, if Geng Hui hears this, you're doomed." Xiao Wei and Chen Hui laughed together. It seemed that Xia Maosheng had been completely controlled by Geng Hui, and his bronchitis was already in its late stages.

Geng Hui and two other girls, along with a group of girls, chattered as they boarded the bus. Xiao Hong asked Xiao Wei, "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Wei's smile vanished, and after a moment's thought, he said, "What are you laughing at? What was it again? I forgot." He turned to Xia Maosheng and asked, "What were we laughing about just now?" Xia Maosheng scratched his head and said, "Did we laugh? I didn't laugh." Chen Hui, oblivious to everything, burst into laughter again.

Xiao Hong reached out and pinched Xiao Wei's arm, then helped Chen Xiao into the car. Xiao Wei stared at Xiao Hong, his mind blank. Oh no, she's learned how to pinch people now. How can we live like this anymore?

Chen Hui patted Xiao Wei on the shoulder and said, "What are you daydreaming about? Get in the car." Xia Maosheng had already gone up with his friend.

After getting into the car and closing the door, Chen Hui started the car and drove towards the restaurant.

The restaurant was quite lively at the moment. This was the first time the ballroom had been used for a private banquet. All the lights were on, music was playing, and twenty-five round tables were neatly arranged in five rows. Right at the entrance was the gift-writing table, where three elders of Geng Hui's family were sitting. One was in charge of keeping accounts, one was in charge of collecting money, and one was in charge of returning gifts, which was simply offering a cigarette and lighting it.

On the table was a gift canopy bound with red paper, along with fruit, melon seeds, peanuts, cigarettes, tea, and several plates of fried dough balls, meatballs, spring rolls, and sliced ​​sausages—this was for the accountants to have a light meal. The cigarettes were all unpacked and arranged on a plate, ready for anyone to smoke.

A few children, whose parents I don't know, dressed in crooked new clothes, stood around the gift table, drooling with their fingers on their lips. The people writing the gifts each stuffed a meatball into one of their hands, and the little ones, even after taking the meatball, didn't leave. They just stood there staring at the plates on the table and munching on them.

Those giving gifts would first go to the gift-writing area upon entering the house, hand over the money, and announce their names. The person collecting the money would half-raise their hands in mid-air, count the money, and loudly announce, "Tian Yuan's gift is two yuan and fifty cents!" Then they would put it into their slung bag. The person keeping the accounts would write it down with a brush in a flourish, and the person giving the return gift would immediately hand over a cigarette and light it with a snap, all in perfect coordination. In those days, keeping accounts wasn't something anyone could do; it felt like a real skill.

(End of this chapter)