Chapter 2 Come Here

Chapter 2 Come Here

Chapter 2 Come Here

Xu Mingyuan had a sour face and walked towards the familiar unit without saying a word.

Yang Zhi seemed to feel that the temperature around him had dropped, and he couldn't help but tighten the corners of his clothes, but he still kept up the pace.

How to become a third-generation rich?

The first condition is that the father of the rich second generation must be reliable.

The old man has been a factory director for at least 20 years, and his savings, if cut in half, would amount to 1.8 million.

These assets were accumulated in the 03s, and by , they would only grow.

Although the old man was a frugal person, and even Xu Mingyuan lived a tight life with no more than ten yuan in pocket money, in his previous life, when Xu Mingyuan discussed doing real estate with the old man, the old man emptied out all his family assets without saying a word, and even lowered his face to find all kinds of connections.

When the old man retired, he bought a piece of land in the eastern suburbs. He originally planned to build a bungalow and plant an orchard to live in during his retirement. Later, with the rapid development of real estate, the land in the eastern suburbs was divided into a development zone, and Xu Mingyuan took over the project to build commercial residences.

Taking advantage of the first plunge in the real estate market in 08, they took the opportunity to borrow money to acquire a large number of assets of developers whose capital chain had been cut off. When the real estate market soared the following year, they grew together with the real estate speculation groups disguised as hot money.

Fifteen years later, Xu Mingyuan had gained some fame in Nanxi City and was the richest man in Nanxi City for less than two years.

Although the title of this richest man is very inflated and is mainly used to create momentum to borrow money from banks, he does have real mortgage assets.

In fact, Xu Mingyuan didn't care even though all the money was squandered by Xu Jun.

With foresight, no matter how badly Xu Mingyuan does, it can't be worse than in his previous life.

What made Xu Mingyuan most uncomfortable was that his eldest son, whom the old man had missed all his life, was just such a stubborn person. It gave him a headache just thinking about it.

Walking absentmindedly to the third floor of Unit 2, Xu Mingyuan searched his pockets for a long time before he remembered that he didn't have his key.

"Why don't you go open the door? Why are you standing there like an idiot? What did Xu Jun teach you? Don't you have any sense at all? Damn it! You didn't bring your keys with you."

Seeing Xiao Yangzhi standing in a daze on the stairs a few meters away, Xu Mingyuan urged her.

"Oh, good."

Yang Zhi hurriedly took out the key from his backpack and opened the security door.

"How would I know that you weren't searching your pockets for your keys when you were at the door..."

Yang Zhi didn't dare to say it out loud. He shivered at the thought of it, so he lowered his head and stepped aside to let him go in first.

Seeing Yang Zhi standing at the door like a lucky cat, Xu Mingyuan sighed.

Xu Mingyuan was not very familiar with Yang Zhi. When Xu Jun brought this skinny little girl home, he chose to live in the school dormitory when he was still in junior high school. Even during holidays, he spent most of his time playing outside.

Moreover, Xu Mingyuan was a flamboyant person when he was young, and he had no good feelings for this little girl who suddenly appeared, let alone the child of Xu Jun's mistress.

Yang Zhi's mother must bear a large part of the responsibility for the Xu family's current state.

No matter how much he hated her, Xu Mingyuan still had to show some respect and would not bully a little girl. He just never gave her a good look.

On the contrary, the timid Yang Zhi wanted to please him from time to time, and her introverted personality would occasionally take the initiative to approach him and talk to him.

However, Xu Mingyuan seldom paid attention to her and basically acted cool and coldly violent. He thought she was just pretending in front of Xu Jun and that she was quite scheming despite her young age.

But now Xu Mingyuan thought again, Yang Zhi was not pretending. She was raised by an unreliable mother since she was a child. She finally met Xu Jun, this wronged man, who gave her a relatively stable home. She definitely didn't want to lose it.

The house was a staff housing building when the state-owned enterprise was still in operation. It is more than 90 square meters, with three bedrooms and two living rooms, and is very clean.

But it was too clean. The calligraphy and paintings on the walls and the ornaments on the shelves were all empty.

The old man doesn't have many hobbies. He likes to drink and write calligraphy. Half of the calligraphy and painting ornaments in his collection are authentic.

The price of antiques has been rising in recent years, and they must have been sold by the prodigal son Xu Jun.

Just sell it. Instead of doing anything useful with the money, he replaced all the electrical appliances in the house. The old man had used a Changhong TV for more than ten years, and he has replaced it with a Japanese LCD TV, which cost at least ten thousand yuan.

If Xu Jun had some money saved, he would not have done such a thing as stealing cables.

"Why doesn't he sell the TV? How come this big TV isn't worth just a few thousand dollars?"..."

Yang Zhi opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, pretended not to hear clearly, then squatted on the ground and started to change his slippers.

"I asked you a question, but you didn't hear me."

"Zhi..." Yang Zhi replied subconsciously, but felt that this answer was a bit stupid. After thinking for a while, she said, "Uncle said that if my mother came back suddenly, there would be no TV to watch."

After saying this, Yang Zhi didn't dare to look up again.

After a while, seeing that Xu Mingyuan didn't respond, Yang Zhi secretly raised her eyes through her fine bangs.

Xu Mingyuan opened his mouth with a blank expression on his face. He was stunned for a long time before he uttered two words: "Awesome!"

The house has been renovated. Most of the old furniture has been replaced, and even the dark red solid wood floor has been replaced with ceramic tiles.

After looking around, Xu Mingyuan no longer felt the familiarity he once had, and a feeling of being out of place emerged from the bottom of his heart.

There is a wooden photo frame on the TV cabinet, which contains a photo of a family of three.

The man was tall, thin and handsome, and the woman was slim and charming. They were holding the smiling Yangzhi together.

Xu Mingyuan has a handsome and delicate appearance, largely inherited from Xu Jun, but it still makes him feel unhappy.

"Good fellow! After all this time, it turns out that I am the outsider!"

Not only that, there really was no place for him in this house.

The master bedroom facing the sun was occupied by Xu Jun, and the second bedroom where Xu Mingyuan once lived quietly closed the door not long after Yang Zhi entered the room. There was no need to think about it, this room was already hers.

The small room that served as a study remained the same as usual, except that the pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table were gone, leaving only a bag of small pandas with only a few left.

Xu Mingyuan pulled out a chair and sat down, gently stroking the grain on the mahogany table.

The old man had two major regrets in his life. One was that his son died in an accident, and the other was that he did not see Xu Mingyuan get married and have children.

It is unclear in this life whether the old man chose a new path, allowing his son to be reborn and his grandson to follow the same path.

But Xu Mingyuan felt mixed emotions and an indescribable discomfort.

Click.

The flame lit up, Xu Mingyuan habitually took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

The stinging pain in his throat interrupted his thoughts. He held the words in his chest for a while before slowly exhaling, barely suppressing the urge to cough.

The strong feeling of dizziness made him fall into a state of unreality again. After he regained some consciousness, Xu Mingyuan looked carefully at the photo in his hand.

The woman was very beautiful, and the breeze blew a strand of her hair onto her cheek, freezing time forever in the photo.

She is Yang Zhi's mother. It is normal that she is so beautiful that she can make Xu Jun insane. Even Yang Zhi is three points inferior to her mother.

Especially the smile on the corner of her mouth. Xu Mingyuan has been through many battles and he can tell at a glance that she is an old green tea girl.

Xu Mingyuan was also very familiar with this smile. He had suffered a great loss from a woman a few years ago and could not get any repayment for the project. In the end, the construction company under his name was split in half. He was still fighting a lawsuit yesterday before he was reborn.

"hiss……"

Xu Mingyuan took a deep breath and stared at the photo carefully.

The woman in the photo is definitely not the one who deceived him. After all, Xu Mingyuan is middle-aged, and this woman is almost in her fifties or sixties. How could she have deceived him?

But this little girl in the photo is not necessarily the case.

The more Xu Mingyuan looked, the more frightened he became, vaguely feeling that there was some similarity between the mother and daughter.

"Xiao Yangzhi! Come here!"

(End of this chapter)