Endless Rebirth

Three days later, the sky cleared.

The warm sunshine shines on the open space in the backyard of the auto repair shop, reflecting a large shadow of the house. In the center of the field, Uncle Hai is naked and squinting to feel the heat coming from his arms.

"Okay, Uncle Hai, put on your clothes and don't catch a cold." Chen Feng's voice came from behind him, and then there was the sound of pouring water.

Uncle Hai opened his eyes and stretched comfortably. The originally golden potion now turned his arms into gray-brown. From a distance, it looked as if part of his body had turned into stone, which was very strange.

"Come again tomorrow and the treatment will be over. In the days to come, you will have to slowly cultivate yourself. Pay attention to it on weekdays and leave the heavy work to Uncle Xiong." Chen Feng put his hands in the basin and gently lifted it. Wash off the potion and say without looking back.

"I understand, thank you Xiaofeng!" Uncle Hai put on his clothes and patted his shoulder.

"What's there to thank you for? It's all your own fate. Without the atlas you gave me, the treatment effect wouldn't be so good." Chen Feng smiled and wiped his hands.

Uncle Hai smiled and said nothing. It was enough to keep some things in mind. Talking too much would be bad. After sorting things out for a while, he went back to his room to watch TV.

Chen Feng didn't care and was packing things in the kitchen.

Not long after, he heard Uncle Xiong's shout and responded: "Here it is!"

Hearing the noise, Uncle Xiong came to the backyard. Before anyone arrived, he said the words, "Xiao Feng, your Uncle Song is here, come here quickly."

"Come on, come on." Chen Feng packed up and walked towards the front yard.

Song Jiaxin has been very busy these days, not only dealing with matters in his company, but also helping the family absorb and digest the benefits gained from overthrowing Wang Sanshi, so after several days of delay, he hurriedly came to thank Chen maple.

In the living room, the three of them sat down one after another. Uncle Song still drove here alone this time. He was not wearing the suit he had met last time, but a very casual look. The briefcase he carried had also changed to a more attractive one. better one.

He looked very good, with a rosy complexion and high energy. He was completely different from the embarrassed appearance he had seen before. He didn't hesitate after seeing Chen Feng. He took out a document from his briefcase and put it on the table. Said: "This is 40.00% of our company's shares, Xiaofeng, sign your name below, and these will be yours."

Chen Feng took it over casually and looked at it. It was a share transfer document, which stated that Song Jiaxin transferred 40.00% of the shares unconditionally, and the target of the transfer was blank.

Very sincere, Chen Feng knew that Uncle Song was sincere, but unfortunately he didn't need it.

Seeing that Chen Feng was silent, Uncle Song thought that he was not satisfied, so he immediately said in embarrassment, "Xiao Feng, it's not that you, Uncle Song, are stingy, it's just that it's not my turn to make the decision in the family yet, and the only thing I can repay you with is my own. so……"

"Uncle Song, you misunderstood," Chen Feng waved his hand, put down the share transfer letter in his hand, and said, "I'm not dissatisfied with the compensation, but I think you gave too much."

Chen Feng's face straightened up and he said seriously, "I gave you the news before, and when I asked you not to reveal my name, I didn't think about any rewards. Now that it's successful, you have benefited, and I have also gained what I wanted. Everyone is happy if you want it, so I can’t take the shares.”

"But..." Uncle Song was a little confused. No one likes to give away his things, even him. But Chen Feng's news played a vital role this time. If it were another person, of course he would He could be shameless for once, but facing Chen Feng... he looked at Uncle Xiong.

Boss Xiong had been silent since the two of them were talking. At this moment, he felt Uncle Song's gaze. After thinking about it, he was ready to persuade him. After all, although Chen Feng only paid for a piece of news, the benefits and impact it brought were completely worth it. thanks.

But just when he was about to start persuading, Chen Feng spoke first. He said, "Well, Uncle Song, if you feel sorry for yourself, how about you do me a favor?"

"Oh? What are you busy with?" Uncle Song immediately became energetic.

Chen Feng got up and came to the yard, unloaded a manuscript from his car and walked in, "I have made a little fortune recently, and I want to build a house by myself. Uncle Song, can you help me take a look?"

Song Jiaxin took the manuscript paper from his hand, and Boss Xiong also moved over to look curiously.

There are about seven or eight pieces of white paper. The first thing that catches the eye is a three-story villa standing on the lakeshore. Because it is a sketch, I can’t see the specific things. But according to Uncle Song’s eyesight, it feels like Europe and America. Windy.

He flipped through the pages, and all that was left were some side views and a rough outline of the interior decoration.

"I want to buy a piece of land in a village not far from the lake area and build a satisfactory house. The front door faces the lake and there must be a pasture behind the door. The surrounding walls must be more than three meters tall and covered with thorns. It is best to be in Build a small dock by the lake, which can accommodate a few speedboats." Chen Feng conceived the idea.

"You are really good at playing. The speedboat is a complete waste. The water in this lake has not risen in recent years, and the sand bed is exposed on the edge of the lake. You can't play without water." Uncle Xiong said first.

"Then build the pier farther away, there is no way there will be no water at all," Chen Feng said with a smile.

"These are not problems, but what are you going to do inside?" Uncle Song asked.

"Of course the space of the house must be large. Well, I am considering using a celestial style on the first floor to entertain guests. It should be simple and elegant, with a more classical flavor. The second and third floors should be decorated in a simple foreign style. If it is too luxurious, , but fell behind." After Chen Feng explained, he asked, "Uncle Song, can you help me estimate how much this will cost?"

"No matter how much the money is, I will be responsible for this house." Uncle Song said directly, "Don't refuse, you can't just take nothing. What will you become, Uncle Song? If you spread the word, you are afraid of being laughed at. You Say yes, Brother Xiong."

"That's right, Xiaofeng, since your Uncle Song has said so, let him handle this matter." Uncle Xiong said, "Based on this, it's still a good deal for you, Uncle Song. After all, it's just a house, how can there be any shares?" valuable."

"I will be satisfied with my own house in Star City. Uncle Song, please take these shares back." Chen Feng said with a smile, undoubtedly acquiescing to Uncle Song's proposal.

"In this case, I won't be pretentious. I will contact the people in the company immediately and help you choose the land first. Such a large area is not a small problem." After Uncle Song finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and gave it to the person in the company. People call.

After there were two people left on the sofa, Uncle Xiong couldn't help but ask, "I really don't know what you are thinking. The shares in Lao Song's hands are like a hen that can lay golden eggs, and you just throw them away like this?"

"If you don't throw it away, why do you keep it in your hands?" Chen Feng smiled nonchalantly.