Reborn as a capitalist's young master in the 1970s, he starts his life by being blocked at the

"We ordinary people are truly happy today."

Having avenged his great grudge, Chen Jianming was in high spirits, humming a song from his past life.

It was already late, and he couldn't go back to the old house for the time being, so he went straight to find the best guesthouse.

There's nothing else to it, I'm just not short of money!

As for the guesthouse that Chen Weiguo arranged for him, he already knew that the other party had tampered with it and wanted to set it on fire to burn him to death.

These two are truly vicious, their hearts are black, and they will stop at nothing for a little bit of profit!

Now that they've been dealt with, their parents, if they could know this in the afterlife, could finally rest in peace.

Welcome!

As soon as I entered the guesthouse, two waiters tactfully opened the door.

Chen Jianming had only one word in his mind: Awesome!

Having been cooped up in the mountains for so long, he was feeling really stifled. All he wanted to do today was spend money.

"I want your best room!"

He walked up to the counter, took out a wad of banknotes, and slapped them on the counter—a classic nouveau riche act.

"Okay...okay, I'll process it for you right away."

The female clerks behind the counter were stunned.

She had never seen such a young and wealthy customer before.

I glanced at the stack of banknotes; it must have been at least a thousand yuan.

You have to understand, these days a worker's monthly salary is only a few dozen yuan.

"Hello, this is your key. It's the third room on the left on the second floor."

The female clerk quickly registered the information and handed over a room key.

I took the keys and was about to go upstairs to rest.

A waiter approached and said with a smile, "Sir, we also have a restaurant here. The chefs are all top-notch, and we offer a wide variety of delicious food. Would you like to have something to eat before you go to rest?"

Chen Jianming rubbed his stomach; he was indeed a little hungry.

Since getting off the train, I've only eaten some snacks all day and haven't had a proper meal yet.

"Lead the way."

"Okay, this way please."

He was led to the restaurant inside the guesthouse by the waiter.

The restaurant was large and decorated in a magnificent style, very characteristic of that era.

"Here's the menu. What would you like to order?"

As soon as I found an empty seat, the waiter very attentively handed me the menu and even wiped it on the table with his sleeve.

"Let's have some hot pot with lamb, and some roast duck, Kung Pao chicken..."

Chen Jianming took the menu and ordered several dishes in one go.

The prices here are significantly higher than outside, but the environment is correspondingly much better.

Even at this hour, there were hardly any people in the restaurant. In the corner, there was a piano, and someone was sitting in front of it, playing quietly.

The chef was busy in the kitchen, and soon the food was served to the table by several waiters.

Chen Jianming picked up a slice of meat with his chopsticks, dipped it in the copper pot a few times, and put it in his mouth. The moment he put it in his mouth, he felt that the fatigue from the train journey over the past few days had been swept away.

This is what life is all about!

Having stayed in the mountains for so long, eating roasted animal meat every day, he's almost become a wild man.

He leisurely savored the food while listening to piano music, and only after he was full and burped did he put down his chopsticks and go upstairs to rest.

"This kind of life is so comfortable!"

Chen Jianming lay on the bed, looking completely at ease.

This is actually a suite, and the mattress is so soft and comfortable. Compared to the environment in the mountains, it's like heaven and hell.

He lay down on it and quickly fell asleep.

In my dream, it seemed I had returned to my past life, surrounded by a dozen or so wealthy women, huddled in a corner, looking so weak and helpless...

The next morning.

"What kind of dreams are these!"

He shook his head, went downstairs and headed straight to the restaurant, planning to have breakfast before going to the neighborhood office and try the famous local fermented soybean juice in the capital.

However, after only one sip, he vomited it all up!

That's really authentic, it stinks!

This thing truly lives up to its reputation; it's definitely not something an ordinary person can enjoy.

The restaurant staff chuckled to themselves, clearly having witnessed this reaction more than once.

Chen Jianming was both amused and exasperated. He ate a simple breakfast and then slowly made his way back to the street office.

Chen Weiguo didn't go home all night, and it's estimated that he'll be discovered soon.

However, that has nothing to do with him.

Even without Chen Weiguo, this cancerous tumor, the world will still keep turning, and there will naturally be people in the office who can help him with his affairs.

I walked into the office, went to a window, and handed over a document: "Hello, this is my return-to-city certificate. I just returned to the city yesterday and would like to apply for the return of my old house. Please help me with the process."

The female clerk at the window, sipping her soy milk, glanced at the documents, then looked up at him in surprise and asked, "You're Director Chen Weiguo's cousin who was demoted?"

"That's right. What, you know me?" Chen Jianming asked in surprise.

That's strange, he just returned to the city yesterday.

"Director Chen has mentioned you quite a bit." The female clerk took another sip of soy milk.

"Oh? What did he say about me?"

The woman chattered on and on: "Director Chen is such a good person. He always thinks about you and is concerned about your return to the city. He even said he would keep the old house for you and has been taking good care of it. He also sends people to clean it from time to time."

"A good person?" Chen Jianming smiled.

If that grandson is a good person, then there are probably no bad people in this world.

The female clerk was flipping through the documents when she glanced toward Chen Weiguo's office. "It's really strange today. Director Chen is never late; he's always the first one here. I don't know why he hasn't arrived yet."

"I guess something came up at home that kept him from going," he said casually.

The other person probably won't be able to come in this lifetime; maybe in the next!

Without Chen Weiguo as an obstacle, the female clerk worked very efficiently, handing over a document after stamping it with a few official seals.

"Okay, you can just sign here and go back? Do you need someone to take you with you?"

"No need, I can go back by myself."

He signed his name on the documents, then pulled a handful of candy from his pocket and handed it over: "Thank you, comrade. You've worked hard. Here, have some candy."

He understands these basic social skills; when he takes back the property in the future, he'll probably still have to deal with these people quite a bit.

"Oh? Thank you so much." The female clerk was flattered.

"I'm leaving, goodbye."

Chen Jianming smiled, waved, and left the office.

"I never expected Director Chen's cousin to be so handsome and polite."

Watching his departing figure, the female clerk, clutching a candy in her hand, became infatuated.

I took a tricycle outside.

"Master, to No. 17 Longxu Lane, Dongcheng."

"Alright, sit tight, we're off now!"

The tricycle traveled through the streets, heading in the direction he remembered.

Along both sides of the street, there are breakfast stalls everywhere, and many people are eating there, making a lot of noise and creating a lively atmosphere.

Half an hour later, the tricycle stopped in front of a house.

"Hello, the fare is seven cents."

Chen Jianming got out of the car, paid the fare, and stood in front of the old house, grinning from ear to ear.

"Wow, my family really is rich!"