Now that I'm reborn, it's not too much to be a rich, white and beautiful woman, right?

Old Zeng gazed at his little cotton-padded jacket with a face full of doting, his pride beyond words.

There is no doubt that Zeng Xiaofan is definitely the most satisfying and successful work of Lao Zeng in his life.

When uncle Zhang Youcai heard Lao Zeng talking about Zeng Xiaofan's entrepreneurial story, he was slightly startled, as if he had been hit by acupuncture points, and even the chopsticks in his hand stopped moving.

Due to the poor performance of his unit, he was laid off. Now he is faced with the problem of having elderly parents and young children to take care of, as well as being unemployed in middle age. This unemployment has led to a serious mid-life crisis.

"Xiaofan, what kind of business are you doing? Tell your uncle if your project is successful. Take your uncle flying!" The aunt said with a smile on her face, while picking up a piece of braised pork and handing it to Zeng Xiaofan's bowl.

"Yes, Xiaofan, what kind of business are you doing that makes so much money?" The eldest uncle is a reserved person, the kind of person who never asks for help from others. If he hadn't met Old Zeng today, who was praising his daughter, he would never have the audacity to ask about these things.

"Ahem, let's start from the summer vacation after the college entrance examination." The proud old Zeng automatically became Zeng Xiaofan's spokesperson at this moment.

"Our Zeng Xiaofan is a young girl with a thin skin. We have always taught her to be low-key and humble." After saying this, Old Zeng happily took a sip of Wuliangye.

"Ah, what a good wine." Lao Zeng closed his eyes, enjoying the spicy taste of the liquor as it first entered his throat. After a while, what was left on his taste buds was an endless sweetness and a mellow aftertaste.

"This kind of wine, I usually can't bear to buy it, let alone drink it," Lao Zeng said self-deprecatingly.

"Xiaofan is such a capable and filial kid." The second aunt looked at Old Zeng who was talking big and the well-behaved Zeng Xiaofan next to him with envy, then turned around to see her disappointing son who was busy eating.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.

"Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat!" The second aunt rolled her eyes at her son in disappointment. The cousin is one year older than Zeng Xiaofan and is a sophomore this year. Since he is in a relationship, his living expenses are spent every month, and he has to cry for extra support from his second aunt every month.

"Mom, why are you scolding me again?" My cousin is really innocent, how could he be shot for just having a meal?

"Hehe, you know, Zeng Xiaofan, she inherited her mother's looks perfectly, she is so pretty, and she also inherited the business talent that I passed on to her. Doing business is really her talent. What's the famous word?" Old Zeng scratched his Mediterranean hairstyle, and couldn't think of the word that could be used to describe Zeng Xiaofan's business genes for a while.

"Bloodline awakening." The eldest cousin put down his phone and said with a look of despair.

"Yes!! That's right!! That's the word!" Lao Zeng slapped his thigh and grinned.

"She started tinkering with some things online to sell since the summer vacation. I don't know where she learned it from." Lao Zeng said as he picked up a peanut to go with his wine.

"Selling things online? What to sell?" When my uncle, who was at the lowest point in his life, heard this, a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"The story all started on a sunny afternoon. It was summer vacation and she put her bicycle up for sale online."

"When I got home, I saw her riding her bike out and walking back. I was surprised and asked her where her bike was. She said she sold it online."

"Later I asked her how much she sold it for. She sold the bicycle for 1,000 yuan, rode it for a year, and sold it for 800 yuan. It was worth it." Thinking of this, Lao Zeng smiled and thought that this was probably the turning point in his daughter's fate.

"Later, she found a manufacturer online, bought bicycles in bulk, assembled them, and then put them up for sale online."

"That summer, her mother and I had to help tighten the screws! And accompany her to the freight market to pick up goods! Look, the calluses on my hands were left from that time!" After saying that, the old man showed off the calluses on his hands and showed them to his relatives and friends one by one.

"Later, Zeng Xiaofan said that she had earned tens of thousands of yuan, so her mother and I didn't need to pay for her tuition and living expenses."

"At that moment I knew that my Zeng Xiaofan had grown up!" Old Zeng had a proud look on his face as he finally finished telling the story of Zeng Xiaofan's early entrepreneurial journey.

"Oh, Dad, don't you always tell me to keep a low profile? Now you've even revealed my past!" Zeng Xiaofan was not a person who liked to show off. He felt embarrassed when he heard his dad bragging endlessly.

"Hehe, I'm so happy today!" Old Zeng patted Zeng Xiaofan's little hand and said complacently.

"Stop talking nonsense here. Come, take a look at my bracelet." Mother Zhang Jianping gave Lao Zeng a look of disdain, and then she raised her right hand proudly.

Ms. Zhang was wearing a big gold bracelet bought for her by her daughter Zeng Xiaofan on her right hand, and she was smiling happily.

It’s over. Today is a large-scale Versailles scene. Zeng Xiaofan smiled helplessly as he looked at the parents who kept showing off their daughter.

Ms. Zhang kept changing her poses, showing off her big gold bracelet.

Suddenly, the two aunts' eyes widened, and the second aunt came over first: "How many grams is this?"

"Guess what." Ms. Zhang smiled happily. When she smiled, two shallow dimples appeared vividly on her face.

After hesitating for a moment, my aunt couldn't help but reach out and touch the bracelet: "Oh, it feels quite heavy!"

"Hey, who said it wasn't? It's probably at least 50 grams!" said my second aunt with a smack of her lips.

"Oh, it's just over 50 grams, so light and not worth mentioning." Ms. Zhang said happily.

"What! More than fifty grams!!"

“This must cost a lot of money!!”

"Zeng Xiaofan is so filial. Sister, you are so good at giving birth to such a promising child!"

"Oh, mom, you are Xiu'er! Please stop showing off, I beg you." Zeng Xiaofan felt a little embarrassed by the praise.

In fact, this is a competition between elders. As they grow older, they gradually compare their children's academic performance, their children's work, and the degree of their children's filial piety to them.

Bragging about one’s own children’s achievements is a refreshing topic that elders love to talk about.

"Brother-in-law, what happened later? What did Zeng Xiaofan do to make money?" The second uncle heard about Zeng Xiaofan's history and immediately became interested. Who doesn't want to make money? Because he couldn't bring himself to ask Xiaofan directly.

"She started some kind of errand company or internet company in school."

"Hehe, an old guy like me has been eliminated long ago. I don't even understand what the Internet is!" After eating and drinking his fill, Lao Zeng touched his beer belly with satisfaction.