Money is the most irritating to people's nerves, and it is also the easiest to get lost.
Seeing so much money, Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan became more rational. Although there was some joy in their eyes, they did not show it.
This made Yang Fan nod secretly. The two of them were indeed official people. After social experience, they were much more mature.
However, Fang Yiai and Du He had much different temperaments, and they had already fallen into madness.
He was mumbling to himself how to use the money, and he was like a nouveau riche.
But what made Yang Fan even more speechless was that the first thing these two guys thought of was to go to a brothel to find a woman.
It made Yang Fan touch his face and couldn't bear to look at it. It was so embarrassing! They are indeed the two big dandies in Chang'an City.
However, they also know that they are just a microcosm of the second generation of Chang'an City.
Second generations like Fang Yiai and the others, because they could not inherit their father's title, usually did nothing and caused trouble.
If nothing else happens, it can be said that he is a person who lives his whole life waiting to die.
But they are his brothers after all, and Yang Fan certainly doesn't want to see them degenerate like this.
However, the white money almost blinded the eyes of Fang Yiai and the two of them, who caressed them obsessively.
With a bang, the box was closed.
Fang Yiai immediately quit, raised his head in displeasure and shouted: "Are you looking for death? Dare you close my box?"
But he quickly swallowed the sound.
Because it was Fang Xuanling who closed the box.
Hearing that Fang Yiai dared to call himself "I" in front of him, Fang Xuanling's face suddenly darkened, and she said expressionlessly: "Who do you think I am? The money has been confiscated!"
Fang Yiai had a sad face, he couldn't afford to offend her.
But after taking a look at the box, he still murmured with red eyes: "Old man, are you being unreasonable? I earned this myself..."
My old man actually wanted to take it by force, so of course Fang Yiai wouldn’t do it!
Normally, when asking for money, he would search for money. Of course Fang Yiai wanted to argue with reason.
For such an old man, he still feels a little embarrassed to keep asking for money from his mother, Mrs. Lu, so his life is very tight.
Now that I have finally earned a lot of money, I am naturally anxious when I see that Fang Xuanling is about to take over it.
"Okay, okay... I never use force, nor do I bully the small. I will talk to you today..." After Fang Xuanling finished speaking, he sat down on the box. It was obvious that the money was about to be settled.
"Hmph, I don't believe you have any sense..." Fang Yiai swallowed and took two steps back with a guilty conscience.
Speaking of words, compared to Fang Xuanling, Fang Yiai can't even compare to Fang Yiai.
Although he could definitely beat Fang Xuanling with fists, Fang Yiai didn't dare, so she could only hold on.
"Okay, I won't bully the small today. Let me ask you, did you use your family's money to invest in the restaurant? Now you have profits, do you think this is yours or mine?" Fang Xuanling patted her. Box said.
What kind of international joke are you kidding? He is usually tightly controlled by the Lu family and extremely poor. Now that he has such a large sum of money, is there any reason to send it back?
Fang Yiai's mouth twitched, but he couldn't find a reason to refute.
Because what Fang Xuanling said was true, because the money for the restaurant shares was withdrawn from the house.
Fang Yi was unwilling to accept his love: "Even if you don't have any merit, you still have to work hard, right? At least I have a share of the money. Besides, I only asked for 5,000 guan from my house, so now I'll give you 10,000 guan, okay?"
Fang Xuanling thought for a while and nodded. Before Fang Yiai could be happy, he took out a copper coin from somewhere and threw it to Fang Yiai and said: "That makes sense, Nuo, take it...this It's your hard work..."
Fang Yiai was dumbfounded. She didn't expect that Fang Xuanling, who had always behaved like a gentleman, would be so rogue.
He really couldn't help but want to ask, how could he have the nerve to take out such a copper coin and send it away to a beggar?
Seeing Fang Yiai's suffocated look, Cheng Chumo clapped his legs and laughed wildly, almost bursting into tears: "Ha...Uncle Fang is so funny. Brother Yiai, don't worry. When you have no money, you can find someone..."
Cheng Chumo, who was laughing, soon felt something was wrong. He followed everyone's eyes and looked back.
It turned out that Cheng Yaojin was looking at him with a half-smile.
Cheng Chumo's smile suddenly froze, then he thought of something and his expression changed. He hurriedly walked to the box, winked at Yang Fan and the others, and said with some embarrassment: "Dad, when did you come..."
"Well, I just came here, why do you still want to be reasonable with me? I am the most reasonable person!" Cheng Yaojin stared at Cheng Chumo and replied with a smile.
A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and Cheng Chumo cried sadly: "Dad, have you ever been reasonable?"
Cheng Yaojin squeezed his fist and made a crackling sound. He blew a breath and said, "I used to use my fists to reason, but I always feel a little reckless. If you don't mind, why don't you explain it in a different way today?"
Cheng Chumo shook his head repeatedly. Wasn't he looking for death?
Having said that, his eyes were still staring at the box, and it was confiscated before he could even get over his addiction.
"Good son, you have finally become sensible and know how to honor your father. Not bad, not bad..." Cheng Yaojin replied with a pleased look on his face.
After saying that, he opened the box, took out a piece of silver and threw it to Cheng Chumo, as if to say: Look, I am generous enough.
But compared to that whole box of silver, Cheng Chumo felt heartbroken.
Fang Xuanling and Cheng Yaojin did not stay long and quickly asked their servants to transport the silver back.
Fang Yiai's eyes were dazed and she looked lost. This ups and downs were simply too exciting.
But as the saying goes, all bystanders know, Li Jinghuan and the others certainly saw the clues. They turned to Yang Fan and said, "Why did brother Yishan notify Cheng Boyai and Uncle Fang to come over..."
As soon as these words came out, Fang Yiai and Cheng Chumo's attention was immediately diverted, with doubtful looks on their faces.
Yang Fan took a sip of tea and then said calmly: "Brother Yiai, do you want to be looked down upon and live a life of drunkenness and dreams all your life?"
Fang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he said sadly: "Who doesn't want a man to wear a Wu hook, and who doesn't want to stand upright? I was born in Fang Mansion, and I have an eldest brother Fang Yi Zhi, so what can I do except live in a dream and die? Do you want to make the house uneasy?"
After Fang Yiai's mood gradually calmed down, Yang Fan said: "Brothers, you have hands and feet, and strong bodies, just like the restaurant we cooperate with this time. Money is not just like a pile of dung. How can a real man be so short?" You see, just looking at the one-third of an acre of land in your own house, what can you do? The vastness of the world is beyond your imagination..."
"The sky is high for birds to fly, and the sea is wide for fish to leap. The vast world outside is where brothers can show their strength. Why don't you have the opportunity to display your ambitions? Uncle Cheng and the others were indeed called by me..."
