The waistcoat of a wealthy man shocked the world

Cheng Jin stared at Zhou Yi's lips, which were so close, and her throat rolled unconsciously.

Zhou Yi stared into his eyes with a half-smile, her eyes dark.

He crossed his arms, chuckled, raised his delicate eyebrows, and raised one corner of his lips.

He slowly said, "The bamboo shoots... are burnt."

Cheng Jin was slightly startled, remembering the bamboo shoots that were still frying in his pot. He turned around helplessly, turned off the fire, opened the lid of the pot, and looked at the slightly mushy bamboo shoots.

Zhou Yi lazily changed her posture and chuckled, "What a good bamboo shoot."

Cheng Jin's back stiffened and he turned around, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

“Have hot pot at night”

Zhou Yi spread her hands and said she didn't care.

Cheng Jin poured out the mushy bamboo shoots again, and then re-prepared today's hot pot ingredients

The next day

China’s Spring Festival has officially arrived

Tianlan became lively in the early morning. Even Feiyu didn't sleep in and got up early.

in the living room

Cheng Yi, Ming Sheng, Ming Yan, Xu Baobao. Ginger Chi. The Eagle King and others have already divided their work.

There is a clear division of labor between those who roll out the dough, those who knead the dough, those who chop the stuffing, those who wash the vegetables and cut the meat, and those who do the work.

After Zhou Yi and Cheng Jin had breakfast in the morning, they went back to the Cheng family's old house together and could not return to Tianlan until noon.

Cheng family's old house

Ou Ruo asked the servant to load all the prepared New Year goods into Cheng Jin's car.

After the two celebrated the New Year, before leaving, Ou Ruo, Cheng Chuanyi, and Cheng Musen gave Zhou Yi the red envelopes they had prepared.

Of course, it was no surprise to Cheng Jin that the New Year’s red envelope was only for a little girl, and everything had nothing to do with him.

Zhou Yi lowered her eyes and looked at the three red envelopes in her hand that were so thick that even one hand could not hold them.

This is the first time in her life that she has received a New Year red envelope.

This is also the first time someone has said that his New Year's wish is that she can be happy and safe in the coming year and go home often.

Zhou Yi suddenly chuckled, and slowly raised the three red envelopes in his hand

Pretty lips with a smile

The voice is cold

Ruthless and cruel, he explained a fact to Cheng Jin who was driving.

"You don't have a red envelope"

Cheng Jin, who was driving, paused with his hands on the steering wheel. With a smile on his angular face and deep eyes, he tilted his head and looked at Zhou Yi.

"My father doesn't love me, my mother doesn't love me, and my girlfriend still laughs at me. Life is very difficult."

Zhou Yi slowly took back the red envelope with a cynical tone.

"Pitiful"

Cheng Jin half-squinted his eyes and said in a low voice, "There is something under the passenger seat. Open it."

Zhou Yi glanced at him and leaned over to open it. What he saw was a thick folder.

She opened the folder slowly, took out the documents inside, there were more than a dozen in total, and flipped through them.

There are five diamond mines in F continent, a gold mine, a raw jade mine in Myanmar, nearly fifty properties around the world, dozens of companies owned by Cheng Jin, stocks in the stock market, various investments around the world, and Private island, World Bank account, almost all of Cheng Jin’s property here

Zhou Yi glanced at it casually and then put it back in the folder.

He said casually, "What do you mean?"

Cheng Jin said while driving, "Song Lin is already dealing with it, and it will be transferred to your name within a year. This means that from today on, I will be a pauper, and I will have to rely on you to support me from now on. But I can make a living pretty well.”

Zhou Yi shook his little feet, propped his face, smiled, and looked at Cheng Jin's angular profile

Hook lips

He said calmly, "It's quite cost-effective to use your money to support you."

Cheng Jin curled his lips and said nothing. The bride price has been collected. Can the wedding be far away?

Tianlan

Cheng Yi, who was making dumplings, glanced at the watch on the wall and suddenly sighed. Several other people looked at Cheng Yi who suddenly sighed.

Ming Yan, who transformed into a vegetable washer, said, "Brother Cheng Yi, how are you doing? Why are you sighing during the New Year?"

Jiang Chi sat opposite Cheng Yi, raised his eyes, and then continued his work.

He also used his talents today. He was removing bones and chopping meat. Every move he made was like an artist.

Next to it are the processed pig's trotters. Not a single hair can be found on the pig's trotters. They can be regarded as absolutely flawless pig's trotters.

Cheng Yi looked at the curious people and sighed, "Hey, after today, Master Jin will become a pauper."

As soon as this word comes out

The people working on their own looked confused.

Are you kidding me? Unless the world explodes, will Master Jin become a pauper?

Ming Sheng and Ming Yan knew that Master Jin had made his first sum of money since he was in middle school, and it was definitely a huge sum of money at the time.

Ming Sheng's face was stained with a little flour. She had been fighting with the dumpling wrappers for half an hour. Making dumplings was so difficult, even harder than doing business.

She said, "Cheng Yi, what do you mean by this? For those of you who are celebrating the New Year, forget about Versailles. If Lord Jin is a pauper, then we will all be poor, right?"

The Eagle King fed the potato chips in his hand into the flying fish's mouth, then picked up the knife and planned to handle the live fish. He spoke loudly as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Cheng Yi, you are easily struck by lightning when you are half-talking. What's going on? How did Lord Jin become a pauper? Tell me quickly."

Feiyu also sat there and felt like it was another big gossip.

I'm sorry for her gossipy nature if she doesn't just get along at this time.

Cheng Yi looked at the curious people and pinched his eyebrows.

He said in a deep voice, "Master Jin sorted out all the properties, funds, real estate, minerals, and three private islands in his name some time ago. He has asked Song Lin to start transferring the ownership to Sister Yi. After that, Today, Master Jin is the poorest person here."

When several people heard this, they all stopped what they were doing, their expressions were a bit unexpectedly shocked, and no one spoke for a while.

for a while

It was Ming Yan who spoke first, "Oh my god, Master Jin is really crazy about love, what should I say? It's so cool"

Cheng Yi's mouth twitched.

It's pretty cool, except for Lord Jin, most men in the world can't do this kind of thing

Ming Sheng put the dumplings that he had made so hard on on the plate.

"Tsk tsk, it has to be Sister Yi. It's hard to imagine how rich Sister Yi is now?"

To be honest, not only Ming Sheng, but also everyone sitting here can hardly imagine

Feiyu and Eagle King looked at each other

The boss spent tens of millions of dollars to complete a mission in Black Gold a few years ago.

To the boss, the money in the account is like waste paper. He usually doesn't have time to take a look at it.

While several people were still discussing, Zhou Yi and Cheng Jin came in from outside.

"Sister Yi, Master Jin, you are back."

"Sister Yi, Master Jin"

"Sister Yi, the dumplings are almost ready."

Zhou Yi and Cheng Jin looked at the busy people, nodded, then went upstairs to change into home clothes, went downstairs, and joined the procession of preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

living room

There was a Spring Festival Gala program on TV, with familiar hosts and similar singing and dancing programs.

Zhou Yi, Cheng Jin, Jiang Chi, Cheng Yi, Ying Wang and Feiyu were sitting together.

There was a large table of dishes, dumplings of different shapes, and a few bottles of red wine and beer.

Of course, even during the Chinese New Year, Zhou Yi still had juice in front of him and the wine was kept far away.