I am doing well in the Siheyuan

"Cheng Jianjun is back. He drove the car back. Some people in the yard said it belonged to his boss and he drove it home temporarily."

Teacher Liu shared what he knew.

The residents in the courtyard all knew that Cheng Jianjun was still in college, so they talked about it a lot. The above statement was the one that everyone agreed with.

Su Meng and Uncle Liu exchanged glances again.

They know the inside story, unlike everyone else in the yard.

Maybe this car was really purchased by Cheng Jianjun.

This means that Cheng Jianjun is highly valued by Li Huaide, and perhaps we can really gain something through this clue from him!

"You are jealous of others' good life and laugh at their incompetence. Why can't Jianjun make a name for himself?"

After hearing what Teacher Liu said, Teacher Su immediately retorted.

"Yes, that's right. If you live a good life, you should also be happy to see others do well. If you only envy others' success in business, you won't be able to do business!"

Uncle Liu sat next to Teacher Su.

Since we already know Cheng Jianjun is at home, it would not be appropriate to visit him immediately to avoid appearing too snobbish.

Teacher Su nodded slightly.

Although I had let it go, talking with Uncle Liu still felt a bit awkward.

"Let's not talk about that for now. How's your business going recently?"

Teacher Liu made some tea to ease the atmosphere at home.

"It's OK. The restaurant is still running, and the construction site has received two small projects. Dad, do you want to hear the details? I'll tell you in detail."

Su Meng also sat on the sofa.

"Tell me what you say!"

Teacher Su put down the reading material in his hand and showed a concerned expression.

He has been unable to contact the outside world during this period due to hospitalization, and he really wants to know how Su Meng is doing.

Everyone in the yard was talking about Cheng Jianjun, and the Han family was no exception.

"Oh, you said even Cheng Jianjun bought a car!"

After learning who the new car in the alley belonged to, Sister Han returned home with a sour feeling.

"Yes, you don't know how proud Jianjun's father is in the yard. Later we will let Wuzi buy one too, to see how rare this car is!"

Mrs. Han also agreed.

Han Chunming's salary at the construction site is relatively high, and the Han family has become quite famous in the compound recently.

Although the hotel's affairs had nothing to do with them, Han Chunming did not reduce his financial support for his family.

“If you buy a car, who will drive it?”

Brother Han raised a substantive question.

"I'll drive. I can be Wuzi's driver. How cool!"

Brother Han volunteered to interrupt.

"Oh, what a new thing. You want to drive a car without even touching a bicycle. If you want to buy a car, go buy it yourself. Why do you have to ask Wuzi to buy it for you?"

Han Erjie raised questions out of protection for Han Chunming.

The latter goes out early and comes back late every day, has a dark complexion and is much thinner.

Conversely, other people in the family enjoy a higher standard of living than others without having to work.

"We are just talking casually, but we are not allowed to do that?"

"Come on, all of you be quiet and stop making things difficult for Wuzi. If you want everything that others have, it will be very tiring!"

Seeing that the people were arguing, Han's mother finally spoke to mediate.

After hearing this, the whole family gradually calmed down.

"What time is it? Why hasn't Wu Zi come back yet? I recently bought an antique and was planning to ask him to help me take a look at it!"

Brother Han saw that Han Chunming had not returned home yet, so he prepared to go outside to check.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he ran into Cheng's father showing off his son to others.

From childhood deeds to current achievements, nothing is left out.

The long-standing pressure has been released, and now that his son has made progress, Cheng's father can't help but show some joy on his face.

When talking about the origin of the car, Cheng's father mentioned the antique transaction.

Although he didn't know much about the Foley auction house mentioned by Cheng Jianjun, he knew that the auction house had a close connection with antiques.

Brother Han listened for a long time and felt more and more that the porcelain bottle in his hand was of great value.

He even forgot that he came out to find Han Chunming.

At this time, Han Chunming was drinking and having fun at the Polanhou's house, and Old Man Guan was also in the room.

"I say, it's New Year's Day, why did you two come to my quiet place?"

Hou Paolan looked at the empty wine jug on the table with a helpless look on his face.

"You've been drinking at my place a lot, haven't you?"

Upon hearing what Marquis Paola said, Uncle Guan immediately became displeased.

Han Chunming felt extremely depressed.

Although the restaurant's profits had been distributed, he was still troubled by the various strange requests from his relatives at home.

Regarding the antique business, he has repeatedly emphasized that if you don't have the ability, you shouldn't get involved in this business.

But the older brothers and sisters in the family insisted that since they came from the same family, they could do it too.

Given this situation, he didn't dare give his brothers and sisters too much money.

Fortunately, Han's mother can still control Han's brothers and sisters.

"In the final analysis, Ye Ming is living a very comfortable life, with two sons and two daughters, and a thriving career!"

When mentioning Ye Ming, Hou Polan couldn't help but admire him again and again.

"When playing chess, a chess master is one who can plan three steps ahead of one move, but he plans ten years ahead of one move!"

Uncle Guan also admires Ye Ming very much.

The longer I spend with Ye Ming, the more I realize that what he does often seems insignificant, but when I look back after a period of time, I find that they are all strokes of genius.

This is true whether it is an auction house, an appraisal firm or a museum.

"In the eyes of us storytellers, we can only use one word to describe him - genius!"

Hou Paolan gently raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

In the big leader’s house, after playing with the children, the big leader turned around and played chess with Ye Ming.

"I've heard about the recent excitement, but you seem quite calm, right?"

The big boss mentioned the matter of the Foley Auction House.

"Are you really unaware, or are you trying to trick me? If something is abnormal, there must be something wrong. You should know the reason."

"What's so abnormal about that? Just like when you open a restaurant, others follow suit and open one too. You can't say they are wrong, right?"

"What if I told you that I bought out all the food in the restaurant?"

"You bought all the vegetables? How is that possible?"

"Don't forget, antiques are not vegetables after all. Vegetables can be harvested one after another, but how can antiques be produced in batches one after another? Scarcity makes things valuable! There will be fewer and fewer good antiques on the market, and most of them are collected by wealthy people. They will not sit idly by and watch the antiques depreciate.

In any business, the market is always controlled by the rich."

"That's true, but don't forget that our territory is vast and our history is long. How can you possibly sweep it all away?"

At this point, the leader was already absent-minded, and an indescribable expression appeared on Ye Ming's face.

"Don't worry about that. This is something your boss should consider!"

The big boss was stunned for a while before he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You, Ye Ming, are really good at it!"