Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Ji Shumiao's family prepared generous gifts, and the brother and sister and their two fathers went to the Lu family to visit, firstly to express their gratitude, and secondly to maintain their relationship.

Everyone from top to bottom of the Lu family was there, and Lu Yonghe and his wife warmly entertained them. Several people sat in the reception room drinking tea and chatting. Lu Yonghe's attitude towards them was different from before. He did not deliberately try to be compatible with them, but instead received them calmly and equally.

In business, harmony brings wealth, and more friends mean more paths. Besides, Ji Shumiao is no longer the same person he used to be, and the calligraphy at home is the best proof of that.

To put it bluntly, it's snobbery.

But, Ji Shumiao smiled slightly, harmony brings wealth.

Ji Shumiao took the opportunity to ask a lot of questions about corporate groupization, and Lu Yonghe patiently answered them one by one. He also talked about many factual cases that Ji Shumiao had never heard of, which made her more fascinated as she listened.

Ji Shulang also benefited a lot. Lu Yonghe was surprised at his thinking pattern. Although many of his ideas were naive and immature, it was rare for him to have his own thoughts and opinions at his age.

Before they knew it, it was lunch time. Lu Binghe hurried back, and Lu Yonghe's two sons and one daughter also joined the table.

Not to mention how they fight openly or secretly in private, at least when outsiders are around, they can maintain a harmonious appearance and avoid being laughed at.

During the meal, they just chatted about family matters. The brother and sister chatted with Ji Zhenhua, Ji Shiqian and Lu Binghe brothers enthusiastically, making each other laugh and not letting a word fall from the table. Lu Liang, who was sitting next to Lu Yonghe, could interject a few words from time to time, and for a while, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Lu Liangjing listened to the conversation of Lan Xin, her mother and her two children, who were being excluded. Mrs. Lan's chest seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton that was tightly packed. She was not breathless, but it was definitely uncomfortable. She turned her head to look at Lu Liangchen, who was concentrating on eating and dyed his hair white. She scolded him in a low voice, "Eat, eat, eat. All you know is eating. What else can you do besides eating?"

Lu Liangchen rolled his eyes and said in a bad tone: "If you are sick, go and keep your second sister company."

After saying that, Lu Liangchen threw away his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, threw the napkin in his hand on the table, stood up and left without looking back.

Mrs. Lan didn't have a second sister. Lu Liangchen was talking about Lu Yonghe's second wife who was in the mental hospital. Mrs. Lan was so angry at her son that her blood pressure rose and her temples throbbed. She actually let him go and forgot to stop him for a while.

The noise from Lu Liangchen throwing the chopsticks was not loud, but it was very abrupt. Lu Yonghe smiled and apologized: "My child is naughty and made everyone laugh at him."

Mrs. Lan looked apologetic and said, "This bastard debt collector is getting worse and worse. I will definitely teach him a lesson when I get back."

Ji Shiqian smiled politely: "Boys are always rebellious at times. Your son is still young, so I will teach him slowly."

When a child is rebellious and disobedient, it is probably because he is itching to be beaten. If it were Ji Shiqian, he would just use a belt to beat him if he was itching to be beaten.

Lu Yonghe also felt that his blood pressure was a little high. It was not small at all. He was obviously the same age as Ji Shulang.

The men drank and ate slowly, and after three rounds of drinks they were all tipsy, and began to talk loudly, becoming increasingly irrelevant.

After Ji Shumiao had eaten, she sat aside and listened. Mrs. Lan was afraid that she would feel bored, so she said, "Miaomiao, go to Sister Xiaojing's room to play. She has a Shih Tzu, which is cute and beautiful."

Ah? But it's fun to listen to them bragging.

Lu Liangjing pulled her up and said, "Let's go. My dad talks a lot when he's drunk. It'll take two or three hours to finish talking."

Ji Shumiao sat up from the dining chair with the force she exerted, and followed Lu Liangjing upstairs to her room.

Because he was not old enough to drink and was still injured, the only man who remained sober - Ji Shulang, was busy taking care of his father and uncle, helping to pour wine and pass tissues.

Lan Xin looked at Ji Shulang, who was handsome and smiling, and then thought of her own white-haired son, and her chest became more and more stuffy.

Lu Liangjing’s room…is over 400 square meters.

Being big is just the most inconspicuous advantage of this room.

Ji Shumiao suddenly felt like a bumpkin.

"Come and see my Nemo." Lu Liangjing pulled her towards the dog's room.

Her room is more like an independent apartment, with a living room, dining room, kitchenette, bedroom, study, cloakroom, two bathrooms and a pet room.

The Shih Tzu that loves to stick out its tongue is very cute, with bright eyes, a five-digit hairpin on its head, and an exquisite little skirt. Its hair is smooth and shiny, and every strand of hair exudes the fragrance of RMB.

Ji Shumiao wanted to pet the dog, but was afraid that his hands would get dirty.

For the first time, I felt that my hands might be a little rough.

Lu Liangjing didn't care about that. He picked up the puppy and stuffed it into Ji Shumiao's hands: "Come on, pet it. It's very well behaved."

Nemo stuck out his tongue and tilted his head in her arms, looking at her, his eyes like two round black grapes.

Then I’m welcome!

Ji Shumiao stroked the dog in his arms and made a strange sound with his throat clamped: "Ah~ So cute~"

The puppy named Nemo squinted his eyes and smiled, enjoying her caressing and caressing very much.

"If you like, you can also raise one. My friends all have dogs. When someone's dog has a birthday, we will hold a birthday party. Even if there is no dog, we can still have a party."

Ji Shumiao: "No, I'm impatient. Raising a dog takes too much time."

Moreover, although puppies are cute, dog poop is also very smelly. Ji Shumiao believes that he does not love dogs enough to have enough sense of responsibility.

"Hire a dog nanny. If one is not enough, hire two." Lu Liangjing said as a matter of course.

Ji Shumiao: "..."

Ji Shumiao put down the dog in his hand with an awkward but polite smile. Nemo took happy little steps on his four legs and jumped into his owner's arms.

"The living expenses of your dog should be enough for our family of eight." Ji Shumiao smiled bitterly and helplessly, and said bluntly: "Besides, I don't have a dog room at home."

Lu Liangjing hugged the puppy and asked the question of a high-level player: "Ah? Is your family so poor? The living expenses for eight people are only over 200,000 yuan?"

"..." Ji Shumiao collapsed and covered his eyes, "I'm sorry, I still overestimated myself and underestimated your... pet."

After Ji Shumiao's family became rich, their daily consumption rose from the level of low-level migrant workers to a well-off level. On weekdays, they paid more attention to their diet, mainly buying local, mountain, wild, and free-range chickens, ducks, fish, meat, eggs, etc. They would buy organic and fresh vegetables, and buy some imported fruits every three to five days.

Half of the living expenses every month are spent on food.

"Ah?" Lu Liangjing tilted his head, expressing his incomprehension.

The greatest suffering she had ever experienced in her life was the day she was abducted by human traffickers. That short period of time was not enough for her to have a correct understanding of "poverty".

Ji Shumiao nodded, indicating that it was just like that: "Ah!"

The two men looked at each other with eyes wide open, one unaware of how poor the other was, and the other unaware of how rich the other was.

Lu Liangjing: "Doesn't your family own a company? Why are you still so poor?"

"Before today, I thought I was quite rich." Ji Shumiao rolled the hair on his chest with his index finger, "You don't even have antennas. I don't know how to explain it to you."

"Then install the antenna for me." Lu Liangjing threw the dog in his hand, pulled her to sit on the terrace, and called the nanny to make a pot of tea and bring it over.

She seemed to have discovered a new, complex toy she had never seen before. She was full of curiosity and a desire to explore: "Tell me slowly."

Ji Shumiao: "..."