Rebirth 1981: Kick your scumbag wife away and become rich instantly

"Shanhe, you really impressed Grandpa Han today. I didn't expect that you had already chosen the path you wanted to take. But since I'm going to Yangcheng this time, I happen to have something to bring to your uncle on the way..."

"Grandpa Han, no problem, you can take whatever you want. Since I brought a lot of cash with me when I went out this time, for safety reasons, I asked four little brothers to come out with me just in case."

Of course, Zhao Shanhe didn't know Han Xun's true thoughts, but since the old man said it, he should help send it there without hesitation.

"You brought other people here, so why don't you come back home?"

Han Xun heard that Zhao Shanhe went out in a big way, and he just wanted four bodyguards. It seemed that the business was indeed started.

"Grandpa Han, not everyone can be brought here. How can I cause you this trouble? Just arrange to stay in a hotel."

Zhao Shanhe could feel the blame in Han Xun's tone, but his heart felt warm. No matter how ignorant he was, he wouldn't just lead people here?

Besides, the old man's status is respected, how can he let other people get close to him?

"You are a child who has ideas and is very careful in doing business. Why are you starting to spend so much money before you can do anything else? If you bring people out again in the future, you might as well live here with me. There is plenty of room anyway. Yes, it is my own home after all."

When Han Xun heard that Zhao Shanhe was still causing trouble for him, he was so angry that he slammed the table. Seeing the fierce look with blowing beard and glaring eyes, everyone was silent and Zhao Shanhe could only nod in agreement.

However, Zhao Shanhe was thinking about buying a house in the capital later.

After all, the capital will be his base in the future, and the current small courtyard houses only cost a few thousand yuan. Even if you buy a large courtyard with three entrances, it will never cost more than 2 yuan.

Thinking of the sky-high prices in the future, often in the hundreds of millions, Zhao Shanhe knew that this business was like antique calligraphy and painting, which would only increase in value indefinitely.

I had planned to remind Han Haotian about the spy investigation before, so why not let him pretend to be the buyer of the courtyard house.

Hunting rabbits in the grass is also a matter of course.

In this way, the identity is not easily exposed, and at the same time, you can be your servant for free.

Zhao Shanhe felt happy when he thought that having the dignified second young master of the Han family act as an intermediary would definitely make him look like he was suffering from constipation, just like those salesmen in later generations of second-hand houses who sweep the building and post small advertisements every day.

The limelight of today's meal was basically stolen by Zhao Shanhe. The three generations of the Han family, Han Haoran and Han Haotian, had actually long been accustomed to being tool men.

As for the other little brats, their faces were full of admiration. They held their little chins up and looked like they were obsessed with their younger brothers and younger sisters. They almost ran over to ask for autographs.

Han Haotian was also shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that Zhao Shanhe was actually a millionaire boss. No wonder his last words came true.

Could it be that he knows how to use the Mayi Divine Appearance or the Zhu You Technique?

Looking at him, he looks a bit like Dongfang Shuo?

Han Haotian, who was used to being transparent in front of his elders, was thinking about Zhao Shanhe. Unexpectedly, he suddenly raised his head and saw Zhao Shanhe looking at him with a half-smile, his eyes sly, a bit like an old fox looking at its prey.

Han Haotian suddenly felt... something was wrong.

Is this guy really mysterious?

Don't... If you follow his words, Han Haotian is secretly wary.

Taking a sip of tea, Zhao Shanhe looked at the occasional sparks passing by outside the car window and thought about why the old man asked him to carry something to Han Yuanpei?

Could it be that seeing Han Wanyu's absence this time, she still wanted to build a relationship between herself and Wanyu, and deliberately created opportunities for herself?

Thinking about how much painstaking efforts the old man took this month, Zhao Shanhe could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

As everyone knows, Zhao Shanhe only guessed one of Han Xun's thoughts and did not think deeply about the old man's true thoughts.

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Han's old house.

After seeing Han Haotian escorting Zhao Shanhe to the train station, Han Xun began to admire Mr. Qi Gong's painting "The Benevolent Live Longevity" as usual.

Zhao Shanhe's wild and handsome appearance appeared in front of his eyes, and the old man couldn't help but smile knowingly. This kid could bring him huge surprises every time. He already loved Wujiwu, so there was no reason not to care about him.

Since receiving this message at the birthday banquet, many old comrades have been envious of these old leaders, most of whom are retired and idle at home.

There is nothing more to do than walk around and play chess, and play calligraphy and painting with brushes and ink. This kind of self-cultivation makes them feel very uncomfortable.

Later, when I talked about this painting "The Benevolent Man Lives Longevity", I gradually unraveled the mystery. Through various resources and channels, I learned that this painting is worth collecting.

So they came to Han Xun one after another to study and read the three words "copy", hoping to find out the profound artistic conception contained in Mr. Qi Gong's original works.

Discover the secret secret to longevity.

Seeing his old comrades coming one after another and looking at the painting with fiery eyes, Han Xun felt a special sense of accomplishment every time. He was afraid that if he was not paying attention, he would be taken away by them, so he simply framed it and hung it in the study.

Every day I hold a magnifying glass and happily ponder it, then I start to copy it by swiping a brush next to it, entering a comfortable state where I forget both things and myself.

"Hey, Dad, why did you call me personally? I really can't make it back in time for the Lantern Festival this time..."

Just after dinner, Han Yuanpei, who was sitting in the study room of the Provincial Committee Standing Committee Building to approve documents, picked up the phone when he heard it ringing. Unexpectedly, secretary Ding Hongyi handed the phone to Han Xun, which surprised him.

Normally, he didn't receive calls from his father all year round. Han Yuanpei thought that he had not returned to the capital to spend the Lantern Festival with his father this time, so he quickly explained on the phone.

"Now the reform involves the overall situation. As a coastal special zone province at the forefront of the crisis, after all, your work is important. It doesn't matter whether you come back or not. I'm not calling you to accuse you. Now listen to me..."

Han Xun saw that his eldest son had misunderstood what he meant, so he directly interrupted his explanation. As the eldest son of Han, the old man valued it most.

Han Yuanpei is calm and solid, and his thoughts are firm and principled. Many of the family's resources are inclined to Han Yuanpei's side.

After all, he will take over the high position of the head of the family in the future.

Han Yuanpei held the phone and listened to the old man's words for more than ten minutes. It was not until he heard the "beep" sound that the old man put down the phone that he sat upright and leaned back in the humble forward posture just now.

He never expected that the old man would personally call him for so long for a young man. What kind of magical powers does this man have?How could the old man, who had been out of the world for a long time, value him so much?

What the old man said on the phone just now also shocked Han Yuanpei. Although the old man sat down to have a meal with him on his [-]th birthday, Han Yuanpei, who has read countless people, didn't take it too seriously.

Now this son has achieved such remarkable achievements, which he did not expect.

After Han Yuanpei lit a cigarette, he sat up straight and wrote three big characters on the draft paper. Shockingly, it was: Zhao Shanhe!

"Young man, since you dare to go to Tiger Mountain, I want to see if you have the ability to capture a dragon and bind a tiger. Let me weigh your weight..."