Rebirth of a Husband and Family

As the saying goes, if you meet each other, you will end your friendship and enmity.

Besides, they did it more than once.

The great hatred should also be dissipated.

Lying in Zhou Mingyan's arms, Tong Qian suddenly remembered an important matter, got up immediately, and rummaged through the stacked clothes.

"What are you looking for?"

"This," Tong Qian carefully held up the signed and stamped paper, "Don't lose it."

The snack street that Chen Jingyu disliked was later transformed into a well-known commercial pedestrian street in Jinghai City.

It is useless to walk all over Jinghai without visiting the pedestrian street.

From this sentence, we can see the important position of the pedestrian street.

As early as the beginning of his rebirth, he and Zhou Mingyan got together to carefully recall the industries and regions that would make money in the future, and write them down in a small notebook.

Among them is this still inconspicuous snack street.

Tong Qian was very jealous at first, and tried every means to get the power, but the Chen family was powerful, and he was no match at all, so he could only drool over this piece of fat.

Who would have imagined that Chen Jingyu would be so stupid, daringly handing over the most valuable things in his hand to their noses.

This step has been achieved, if Tong Qian doesn't accept it, he will feel sorry for his rebirth this time.

"What is that Chen, he must be so angry that he wants to vomit blood. Hahaha!" Tong Qian gloated.

Just as he guessed, Chen Jingyu was slapped in the face in front of so many people, his heart beat so fast and he couldn't breathe, so he was sent home to recuperate.

When Chen Lin learned of this, she called him and scolded him severely.

"How can I have such a stupid nephew like you! Sure enough, the root is not right, even a foreign bastard can't fight, but let others see it as a joke!"

"aunt……"

Chen Jingyu was dumbfounded by the scolding. Who spread this embarrassing thing to the outside world?

"Who else could it be? It must be that bastard's handwriting! Do you know that people outside are laughing at you, even me being ridiculed. I was so angry that I didn't dance tonight!"

Chen Lin participated in a private party and didn't dance. This is a more serious matter than him losing the snack street.

Fortunately, after so many years of trying to please, Chen Jingyu carefully apologized, and said a lot of things Chen Lin loved to hear, so the woman on the other side hung up the phone angrily.

As soon as the voice in the microphone stopped, Chen Jingyu's face completely darkened.

"Zhou, Ming, Yan."

Falling at the same person's feet again and again, Chen Jingyu hated Zhou Mingyan to the bone.

However, his resentment did not affect Zhou Mingyan's business at all.

After getting the betting contract, the couple quickly went through the handover procedures, and they breathed a sigh of relief after all the certificates were changed to Zhou Mingyan's name.

"How do you plan to develop this snack street?"

Zhou Mingyan said: "The current preliminary idea is to demolish the house, then expand the road, and then build a commercial building or entertainment center on the basis of the newly built road."

Zhou Mingyan looked at him with an uncontrollable excitement in his tone.

"In the past, we didn't enter into real estate because we didn't have the capital and power behind us. But now, with the support of the Chen family, I don't plan to sell not only this snack street, but even the factory building we bought in the suburbs."

Tong Qian was surprised by his ambition: "Are you planning to start a real estate company?"

"Well, it's just an idea at the moment. If you want to realize it, you have to take it step by step."

"It will definitely succeed!" Tong Qian had no reason to trust Zhou Mingyan. Judging from his memory, Zhou Mingyan had almost never failed in doing things.

While thinking about the future, Tong Qian's mobile phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Baby Qian, you're popular!" Tong Weiguo's excited voice came through the microphone.

"Ah?" Tong Qian was confused.

"Go and buy a newspaper with your news on it!"

It took Tong Qian a long time to realize that what he was talking about was the report he was interviewed by Lu Bangjian, which had already been published.

In the minds of ordinary people, it is a great honor to be on TV and in newspapers these days.

Tong Weiguo wished he could beat gongs and drums and spread the word everywhere.

"I'm going to buy a hundred copies and distribute them to my fellow workers!"

"No... hello?"

Tong Qian smiled wryly and raised the phone to his lover, "Hang up, and you won't listen to me."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mingyan also took out his phone, "Buy me a thousand copies of "Jinghai Evening News", and hang out in the company, or on the road."

"It's too exaggerated, you guys." Tong Qian felt both embarrassed and moved.

It is precisely because of the honor that relatives and lovers are so excited.

Ever since she started doing business, Wang Pingping has developed the habit of reading newspapers and periodicals every day.

On this day, she opened the "Jinghai Evening News" on the desk as usual.

When she turned to the eighth page, she froze.

What I saw was a huge single photo.

The son was smiling at her with a slightly shy face.

Wang Pingping hurriedly read the text next to it.

"Exclusive interview with Tong Qian, the No. [-] student in the college entrance examination in Jinghai this year".

The content of the interview was conducted in the form of questions and answers. Lu Bangjian asked and Tong Qian answered.

The above not only mentioned the learning method, but also mentioned Tong Qian's life.

"When I was young, my mother worked very hard to set up a stall and support the whole family. From then on, I vowed to keep working hard to let my mother live a good life and let our family no longer worry about tomorrow's life."

Although Tong Qian's words were simple, they revealed an extremely simple feeling, which was by no means official.

Wang Pingping watched with moist eyes.

Speaking of which, from childhood to adulthood, apart from messing with Zhou Mingyan, Baobao never let himself worry about it.

When she first started setting up a stall, as long as there was no class, Tong Qian would run back and forth to help her with work, and she was never late when it was windy or rainy.

Wang Pingping's legs suffered from tingling pain due to blocked blood flow due to standing for a long time.

It was also my son who diligently followed the doctor to learn how to relieve it. When he came home at night, he helped her soak her feet with water and massage the acupoints.

Someone pushed in the door.

Wang Pingping quickly put down the newspaper and pretended to wipe her eyes casually.

But it was still noticed by the people who came.

"Are you crying?"

Seeing that Li Wenping was frowning and was about to get angry, Wang Pingping didn't know how to explain it, so she handed him the newspaper.

The man took it, glanced at it briefly, and knew it in his heart.

"Didn't I tell you that these children in your family are hard to find with a lantern?"

Li Wenping walked over, took out a square scarf from his pocket, and handed it over.

Wang Pingping thanked her in a low voice, and took the scarf.

The scent of light perfume for men makes this wide office narrow and full of ambiguous smells.

"Although it's your family's business, I shouldn't interfere as an outsider, but I still want to suggest you to have a good talk with Tong Qian."

There was a moment of silence.

Wang Pingping muttered in a low voice: "You are not considered an outsider."