Chapter 8 There Will Be Disasters

"My parents taught me from a young age that the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by a spring. This has nothing to do with money, but about a heart. Let alone ten million, even if these three things are worth one billion or ten billion, I am willing to give them away. You. Because, you helped me when Chen Xiaobei was in trouble!"

Chen Xiaobei grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"Okay... Then thank you." Lan Mengchen pursed his lips, and somewhere in his heart was touched by Chen Xiaobei's sincerity, and he couldn't refuse!

Seeing that Lan Mengchen received the gift, Chen Xiaobei felt relieved, and then carefully put away the remaining three golden and jade hairpins, this is a property worth tens of millions!

"By the way, you have so much money now, how are you going to spend it?" Lan Mengchen asked curiously.

"I plan to buy a house in Qingteng and bring my parents over from the countryside. They have worked hard for me for a long time, and I will make them happy in the future."

Chen Xiaobei said with a smile: "If you are free, please help me pay attention to it. I want a community house with a better environment. It doesn't matter if I spend more money. The key is to make my parents live comfortably."

"Okay." Lan Mengchen Zhen nodded lightly, and the expression on his delicate little face was startled again.

What a simple and kind boy! After harvesting a huge sum of six million, the first thing that comes to mind is parents! In today's society, such young people are very rare!

"Good boy! Your temperament is very appealing to the old man. Leave a call later. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to the old man!" Qin Bo admired Chen Xiaobei very much and said in a serious tone.

"Okay, if Uncle Qin has any use for me in the future, just speak up!" Chen Xiaobei said cheerfully.

"It's easy to say!" Qin Bo smiled heartily.

Looking at the old man and the young man in front of him, a flash of surprise flashed in Lan Mengchen's beautiful eyes.

Before entering the Lan family, Uncle Qin was already a well-known 'Stone Buddha' in Qin Yuanshan. Although he had retired, his prestige and influence had not diminished.

Looking at the upper class of Qingteng City, everyone must give Qin Bo three points. Even in Longdu, Qin Bo's name is very famous.

For a long time, the number of young people who wanted to win Uncle Qin's favor was like a crucian carp crossing the river, but no one could get into Uncle Qin's eyes.

Chen Xiaobei is the only young man recognized by Uncle Qin!

It's a pity that this stupid boy doesn't know what Qin Bo's promise means.

Perhaps only when he stepped into the rivers and lakes in person could he truly understand the meaning of 'Stone Buddha'!

………………

Five p.m.

Chen Xiaobei and his three roommates took a taxi to the best restaurant in Qingteng City, Xianghu Club.

"Xianghu Meeting! I haven't been here for a long time!" Zhang Fengyi stood at the gate and couldn't help sighing.

"No, second brother, how can you say that you can be regarded as the second-tier rich second-generation in Qingteng City, but you can't come often?" Li Ming said in surprise.

"Nonsense, a meal here is 30,000 to 50,000 yuan. Except for the top families, no one can come here often!" Zhang Fengyi said seriously.

"Ha, then we really got the light of Boss Chen!"

Zhou Zitao grinned, then turned around and urged, "Boss Chen, hurry up! You've been playing with your phone all the way, and you haven't had enough!"

"You go ahead and order food, I'll come grab a red envelope..." Chen Xiaobei lowered his head and clicked his phone wildly with both hands.

When I came out of school, I don't know who sent a big packet in the Three Realms Red Packet Group, which immediately triggered frequent red packets.

Unfortunately, there are tens of thousands of members in the group, and Chen Xiaobei grabbed all the way, but there was no gain.

Seeing that the speed of red envelopes is slowing down, it is estimated that it will stop soon.

Chen Xiaobei simply stood on the spot, exerted all his strength to suckle, and begged for a red envelope!

"Where did you come from? Haven't you heard that a good dog doesn't stand in your way? Go away!" At this moment, an arrogant and domineering young man came over.

This guy was rude, but Chen Xiaobei was busy grabbing red envelopes, so he didn't have time to pay attention to him, and only took two steps to the side.

The arrogant man was still not satisfied, and said cursingly: "What the heck! Dress like a beggar, and dare to stand at the door of the Xianghu Club, get out of my sight immediately!"

"Wen Feng! Don't make a fool of yourself!"

At this time, a majestic old man walked over from a distance, followed by a group of brightly dressed middle-aged men and women.

"Grandpa... I'm afraid this beggar collided with you..." The arrogant man immediately fainted and said in a low voice.

"How many times have I taught you, don't judge people by their appearance!" Wen Lao said in a deep voice.

"Yes, what grandpa taught is..." Wen Feng nodded quickly, not daring to take a breath.

"Young man, the lax family education made you laugh." Wen Lao walked over and apologized to Chen Xiaobei.

Ding--

Congratulations, grabbed Shennong's red envelope and got three bottles of Xiaobaicaoye, which have been deposited into the treasure chest.

"Oh! Got it!"

Chen Xiaobei burst into ecstasy, which startled Old Wen.

"Not only a beggar, but also a lunatic..." Wen Feng complained in a low voice, and was glared by the old man, and quickly swallowed all the following words.

Chen Xiaobei made up his mind and ignored Wen Feng directly, but he was quite fond of Wen Lao, and was about to make a polite sentence, but suddenly saw a black gas coiling around the top of Wen Lao's head, this was a big omen!

"Old man, I have a few words that may offend you, but I have to."

Chen Xiaobei counted and said seriously: "You must have a catastrophe today, and you need to go thirteen miles north of the city to avoid it, otherwise it will endanger your life!"

"Fuck your mother! Today is my grandfather's birthday, and you dare to curse his old man! It's just courting death!"

Wen Feng shouted angrily.

The middle-aged men and women around also showed anger, staring at Chen Xiaobei angrily.

"I've already said what I need to say. It's up to you to believe it or not. Besides, you can scold me, but don't even bring my mother! Next time, I'll never be polite!" After Chen Xiaobei finished speaking, he turned around and left.

He's not a bad guy, but he's not a bad guy either.

A hot face sticking to a cold butt is something only a fool would do.

"Paralyzed! Are you still a little shrewd? I want you to..." Wen Feng rolled up his sleeves and was about to start.

Old Wen stopped him and let Chen Xiaobei leave.

Others may think that Chen Xiaobei is alarmist, but Old Wen has already believed it by three points.

Because, thirteen miles north of the city, there is a villa he used to rest, and outsiders don't know, Chen Xiaobei can actually say it accurately!

This is a bit mysterious!

"Grandpa, let's go in, a crazy talker, don't worry about it at all," Wen Feng said.

"okay……"

Wen Laoben is a person who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. Although he believes three points, he still has seven points of disbelief.

Good end, what disaster can there be?

Give me a ticket, I can move the earth!