Rebirth of the Richest Man In Black Technology

Chapter 170: Feng nagging mother (subscription required)

"Haowazi, you can't say that. The land was bought by you on your own initiative, not by us."

"Uncle Liang, if the price is not right, it's a big deal for our family to build a house on another field!"

Seeing this, Sister-in-law Liang tugged on Uncle Liang's sleeve, and then said with an apologetic smile: "Haowazi, this piece of land is really good. Besides, your grandfather and second uncle's house is nearby, if your family moves into it, it will be fine. It's not a problem."

"Then, as a neighbor relationship, it's 25,000... If it doesn't work, 22,000, it can't be less."

Sister-in-law Liang kept staring at Feng Hao, and seeing Feng Hao's dissatisfied expression, she quickly changed her words to 20,000.

Feng Hao pondered for a while. Actually, he could win it for less than 20,000 yuan, but he encountered such a superb neighbor. That's it, save yourself the trouble.

So Feng Hao looked at Dad Feng and Mom Feng: "I think it's okay, Mom and Dad, what do you think?"

"Hey, then do as you say."

Dad Feng reluctantly replied that during this period of time, the two of them had visited Uncle Liang's house a lot, but every time they didn't get good results.

"Uncle Liang, then 20,000, and exchange the land for your two points. We will go to the village brigade to do a notarization first."

"well."

Uncle Liang and Sister-in-law Liang saw that Feng Hao agreed, with happy expressions on their faces, and they felt that they were very profitable to sell the semi-waste land for 20,000 yuan.

At this time, I can't wait to go to the village for a notarization right now. Gui Province does not have special requirements for rural homesteads, and only needs to go to the village to issue a certificate.

Of course, after the building is completed, you still need to pay a certain amount of tax according to the area before you can get the certificate.

Afterwards, Dad Feng and Uncle Liang went to the village for notarization, but Feng Hao and Mom Feng did not follow.

As for the money, Dad Feng still has hundreds of thousands given by Feng Hao, which can be transferred at Murakami's credit cooperative.

"Hey, Xiaohao, you know how to spend money indiscriminately."

Feng Ma was still brooding, and she kept nagging.

Hearing this, Feng Hao was powerless to refute.

"Hello, are you Xiaohao's friend?"

Only then did Feng Ma notice that Wu Feng, who was standing upright and burly, asked with a smile.

"Auntie, my name is Wu Feng, I'm President Feng's driver and bodyguard."

Wu Feng turned his head slightly, looked at Feng Hao, saw him nodding, and then said.

"Xiaohao's driver part-time bodyguard?"

Feng Ma heard the words, stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

Isn't this what a big boss only gets? Even the owner of the board factory where they work now does not have a dedicated driver.

In Feng Ma's eyes, the boss of the board factory has 40 or 50 workers, and he is already a big boss.

"Yes, Auntie."

"Oh, oh, Xiaohao, is he really your driver and bodyguard?"

Feng Ma pulled Feng Hao aside and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, Mom, what's wrong?"

"You are a child, what driver and bodyguard do you want? It's just a waste of money."

"Mom, I usually come back late from a business trip, so I have to be picked up by someone? It's not safe to take a taxi all the time."

"That's right, that's fine."

…

Pushing open the door of the house, Feng Ma was shocked when she saw a pile of cigarettes!

Who bought this, so many!

Twenty cigarettes, piled up like a hill.

"Xiaohao, whose cigarette is this?"

Feng Ma stepped forward and looked at it carefully. Even if Feng Ma didn't know much about cigarettes, just by looking at the packaging of the cigarettes, she could tell that it was very high-end, so it might not be cheap.

"Mom, I bought this."

"What, you bought it! You and your dad don't smoke, why are you buying so many cigarettes?!"

"Mom, don't worry about it. Part of it is bought for grandpa, and part of it is for the workers to smoke."

"What's the matter, now that I can make money, doesn't my mother's words matter?"

"It works, it works!"

In front of my mother, there are no human rights, Feng Hao bravely agreed.

Seeing Wu Feng trying to laugh aside, Feng Hao glared at him.

"Wu Feng, go and bring the wine too."

"Okay, Mr. Feng."

Wu Feng also knew that he should not be present, so he quickly replied.

Ten minutes later, Wu Feng brought back all five boxes of Feitian Moutai.

"President Feng, the wine has been moved."

"Well, let's go. You go to the county seat to find a place to stay and rest. I should be at home today and tomorrow, and I don't need a car."

"Okay, Mr. Feng, then I'll go to the town to rest. There seems to be a hotel in the town."

"Well, look at yourself."

Feng Hao's house has not been renovated, it is relatively small, and there are no extra rooms.

At the same time, he doesn't need Wu Feng to follow him all the time.

After a while, Feng Ma came out, saw so many things again, and started talking again.

"You also bought wine... You can really spend money!"

Listening to Feng Ma's constant nagging, Feng Hao smiled helplessly, knowing that it would be like this.

Feng Ma has been used to hardship all her life.

But he had to explain: "Mom, I made money, so naturally I have to enjoy it."

"Besides, it doesn't cost much."

"Then tell me, how much did these wines and these cigarettes cost in total?"

"Not much, just a few thousand dollars."

"It's not much. Your dad and I won't earn it for half a year."

"Mom, let me tell you secretly, I'm investing in stocks recently. Do you know how much I make?"

It seems that parents have to accept that the family has really become rich, otherwise they will always be told this and that when they buy something in the future, which is very troublesome to explain.

"Then how much did you earn?"

"Mom, I made so much money!"

As Feng Hao spoke, he raised his scissors.

"Twenty thousand? That's a lot."

"Mom, think more about it."

"My God, could it be 200,000!"

"Guess more!"

Feng Hao shook his head and let Ma Feng guess.

"Could it be two million?"

"Mom, it's 20 million!"

After the words, Feng Ma suddenly became stunned, obviously startled by this number.

"What are you two talking about, twenty million?"

"Lao Feng, your son said he made 20 million in the stock market!"

"What, Xiaohao made twenty million!"

…

All afternoon, Dad Feng and Mom Feng were in a trance.

Twenty million!

According to the speed of making money for the two of them, if they are lucky in a year, if they don't eat or drink, they may be able to save 20,000 yuan.

That is to say, at this speed, they need to work for a thousand years!

This news, for them, was like a bolt from the blue.

The two were silent, occasionally glancing at Feng Hao who was not far away.

As if guessing, is this still his own son? !

"Mom and dad, why are you staring at me like this? It makes me feel uncomfortable."

"Son, you didn't do anything illegal, did you?"

Feng Ma ignored Feng Hao's complaints, but asked.

"How dare I, Mom. Besides, if I do that kind of thing, I'm afraid I'll be eating the country's free public food now."

"That's true, so how do you talk about making so much money?"

"During the New Year, didn't I say, sell computers, create hacking technology..."

Feng Hao picked some simple things and talked about them in general.

Feng's mother and Feng's father were filled with emotion.