Lu Jingshan belongs to the younger generation of the Lu family, and her ideas are completely different from those of the older generation.
She and Song Ye have the same idea. The strength of a family is definitely not achieved by marriage, but by increasing its competitiveness in business and making customers like it. Then the family will become stronger and stronger. , rather than slowly declining.
Song Ye glanced at Lu Jingshan and comforted him: "Don't worry, I firmly believe that your father will change his mind sooner or later. Stubbornness is only temporary and will not last forever."
"Yes." Lu Jingshan nodded, hoping that this day would come to pass.
"Okay, your grandma's birthday party has been attended now, and it's time for me to go back." Song Ye smiled slightly: "Don't think too much about it. If you need my help again next time, you can call me at any time."
"Then I'll take you to the door." Lu Jingshan said quickly.
Song Ye carried two large handbags and walked outside the Lu family with Lu Jingshan.
Song Ye did not arrive on a motorcycle this time, so he could only call another taxi.
Song Ye sat in the back seat of the taxi and looked at Lu Jingshan through the car window. Her face looked particularly soft in the night.
With a smile on her face, Lu Jingshan walked to the car window and said softly: "Have a nice trip."
"Thank you, Jingshan, see you next time." Song Ye smiled back, with a trace of reluctance in his voice.
The car drove away slowly, and Lu Jingshan's figure gradually moved away until she disappeared behind the curtain of night.
Song Ziye secretly hoped that there would be more progress and changes when we meet again next time.
Half an hour later, Song Ye took a taxi and arrived at the door of the Bright Star Hotel.
The lobby of the hotel is brightly lit, and there are all kinds of faces among the people passing through.
His eyes swept across the busy figures, but he thought of Lu Jingshan's firm eyes and persistence for the future.
Song Ye took out the two large suitcases from the trunk of the car and tied them to the back of the motorcycle with a lot of effort.
The suitcase was heavy and contained 10 million yuan in cash. If it were replaced by someone else who was weak, he wouldn't even be able to lift so much money.
He rode on his motorcycle, and the roar of the engine broke the tranquility of the night.
The city street lights were like a string of flowing light points, guiding him on the way home.
The wind whistled past my ears, taking away a trace of fatigue and bringing a trace of clarity.
When about half an hour passed, Song Ye returned to the small fishing village on his motorcycle.
At the door of the house, He Wanru was standing quietly, the moonlight shining on her body, giving her a gentle temperament.
Hearing the sound of the motorcycle, she looked at Song Ye sitting on the motorcycle, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"Husband, you're back." He Wanru came forward with a smile, her voice full of concern.
"Well, I'm back." Song Ye stopped the motorcycle and took off his helmet, with a tired but satisfied smile on his face.
When He Wanru saw Song Ye coming back with two large suitcases, she couldn't help but curiously asked: "Husband, why did you bring back two large suitcases this time? Didn't you go to the burger restaurant that was under renovation?"
Song Ye smiled mysteriously and replied, "You'll find out later."
He pushed the motorcycle into the main room of his home, then carefully unhooked the two suitcases from the back of the motorcycle and entered the bedroom.
He Wanru followed closely and entered the bedroom together.
Song Ye placed two large suitcases on the bedroom table, carefully aligning the edges to ensure they would not collapse.
The surface of the box is smooth and solid, reflecting the soft light in the room, making it look calm and mysterious.
He gently patted the dust on his hands, turned around and showed a faint smile to He Wanru.
"Wanru, come here and see what I brought back." There was a hint of mystery in Song Ye's voice.
He Wanru came closer, curiosity and doubt intertwined in her eyes: "What's in it? It seems quite heavy?"
"Would you know if you open it and take a look?" Song Ye teased: "It's up to you to open it."
He Wanru was curious about what mysterious items were inside, so she reached out to open the lock of the suitcase. The lid slowly opened, and dense amounts of cash appeared in her sight.
Her pupils shrank suddenly, and her hands involuntarily covered her mouth, so shocked that she could hardly close her mouth.
"Husband, where did you get so much money?" He Wanru's voice trembled, her fingers gently touching the neatly stacked banknotes, as if she was afraid that this was just a dream.
Song Ye smiled slightly, sat by the bed, and explained softly: "Today, I spent ten yuan on a jade pendant at an antique shop. It turned out that this jade pendant was an ancient jade from the Warring States period. It was worth a fortune. Some people spent ten million on it. , purchased it.”
When He Wanru heard this, the look of shock on her face became even more intense, and she said in disbelief: "I bought a piece of jade for ten yuan, and it sold for ten million? Isn't this incredible?"
"It's incredible, but it's all true." Song Ye said calmly, "How could I lie to you?"
He Wanru took a deep breath and tried to calm down her emotions.
She looked at Song Ye carefully, trying to find any trace of joking in his expression, but she only saw determination and seriousness.
"How is this possible? Our luck is too good, right?" He Wanru's voice was filled with disbelief, but somewhere in her heart, she was slowly accepting this amazing fact.
Song Ye stood up, walked to her side, and gently held her hand: "I know this is hard to believe, but it is the truth. The appearance of that jade pendant is like an arrangement of fate, making our lives happen. Earth-shaking changes."
He Wanru raised her head and her eyes lingered on Song Ye's face. Finally, after seeing his true eyes, she finally confirmed that the money was earned from selling ancient jade.
There was a surge of joy in her heart, and she said excitedly: "Then what should we do next? How should we spend this money?"
Song Ye held her hand tightly with a firm look on his face: "We can plan this money well and use it to improve our lives and invest in the future."
After finishing speaking, he paused and continued: "Of course, I have to give some to dad and eldest brother."
Song Ye thought about it carefully and felt that the money was indeed quite scary. He took out 200,000 yuan from the suitcase and placed it on the table. Then he closed the suitcase and stuffed the two suitcases together under the bed.
He looked at He Wanru and said, "Give dad and eldest brother one hundred thousand yuan each. After all, this is the money we earned ourselves. It's not okay to give them too much. Moreover, I will use this money to invest when the time comes." , giving each of them one hundred thousand is enough."
