We've severed our relationship, why are you still begging me on your knees?

Chen Zimo touched the gauze on his head, and the wound was still aching.

"Fuck, is it anemia?"

"You lost so much blood, how long will it take to replenish it!"

Chen Zimo saw an old lady with silver hair, wearing a white coat that had been worn and yellowed.

The old lady handed Chen Zimo a cup, and then said: "Young man, don't move! Drink some water first."

"You can call me Grandma Zhang or Doctor Zhang."

"Grandma wants to ask you, how did you get the wound on your head? It looks like you have been injured for at least one or two hours, and the treatment was very sloppy. It was because the wound was not treated properly that your wound became inflamed. If you hadn't met that group of enthusiastic people who sent you to me, you might have lost your life!"

Chen Zimo's lips moved, but he didn't say that it was his biological father Chen Tinghao who beat him.

Thinking of his own lack of money, his face couldn't help but blush.

"Grandma Zhang, I... I don't have money. Can I pay you back tomorrow for the medical expenses I owe you?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely pay it back tomorrow."

Grandma Zhang smiled kindly: "Okay!"

"Get up slowly and come over to eat something. I saw that you only ate a few bites of fried noodles when you fainted and lost them, so I cooked you a bowl of noodles."

"After eating, you can rest in the clinic, just as if you are helping me look after the house. You should rest early, and I will go back too."

After saying that, Grandma Zhang pointed to the bowl on the table, and when Chen Zimo nodded, she walked out of the infirmary.

Chen Zimo's eyes were slightly red.

A stranger would help him and rescue him when he was injured.

Seeing that he didn't eat, she gave him food.

Even when Grandma Zhang knew that he had no money, she told him not to worry about the medical expenses.

And what did those blood-related "relatives" do for him besides squeezing and bullying him?

"Leaving the Chen family is really the best decision I have ever made in my life!"

If Grandma Zhang is an angel, then the Chen family is a group of demons!

Demons from hell, without any family affection!

Smelling the aroma of noodles, Chen Zimo walked to the dining table, sat down, and began to eat.

This noodle is just ordinary dried noodles. Chen Zimo knows that only southerners eat dried noodles.

If northerners give dried noodles to friends when they come over, they will not be able to make friends.

Fry the hot oil and chopped green onions in a pan, add a little soy sauce, boil the water, wait a little, and a bowl of clear soup noodles is ready.

But such a simple bowl of dried noodles is worth a thousand gold in Chen Zimo's heart.

Chopsticks fiddled casually, and two white and plump poached eggs appeared under the noodles.

Chen Zimo's nose was sour again...

The next morning, Chen Zimo felt much better.

After washing his face and taking the lottery ticket to redeem the prize, he found a red ticket, a note, and a key on the table.

"Young man, there is nothing in this world that you can't overcome except death!"

"Grandma can see that you are a brave child. This money is just a loan to you. You can pay it back when you have money."

"By the way, this infirmary has been unattended. If it is convenient for you, you can stay here and help me look after the store, but there is no salary."

Chen Zimo didn't know what he felt now.

A stranger could be so good to Chen Zimo. Knowing that Chen Zimo had no money and no place to live, he took the initiative to lend money and deliberately said that no one was looking after the infirmary. There was no contempt or disgust between the lines, but more care for his emotions.

What's more, Chen Zimo has died once. Even if this hurdle is a thousand-meter high mountain, he should have climbed over it.

In comparison, the group of "relatives" in the Chen family only beat and scolded him. The family affection is not as good as a dog.

In the past two years, they have driven Chen Zimo out of the Chen family villa many times, forcing him to curl up in the corner of the community...

In his previous life, Chen Zimo had already returned his life to them. He really didn't owe the Chen family anything. At this moment, he only lives for himself!

Chen Zimo felt itchy on his face. He reached out and found that tears had blurred his eyes at some point.

"Grandma Zhang, I, Chen Zimo, remember your kindness. I will definitely repay you in the future."

After wiping away his tears and getting in a good mood, Chen Zimo picked up the red bills on the table.

"Since I have money, I might as well dress up."

Chen Zimo went out, ate a rice noodle roll at the corner of the street, and walked towards the small commodity wholesale market...

Although it was only six o'clock in the morning, the owners of the small shops had already opened their doors and started doing business.

Watching the buyers put the goods into the carts one by one, the owners were stacking the goods with happy and simple smiles on their faces.

Chen Zimo walked around and spent 80 yuan to buy a pair of frog clothes.

After paying, he borrowed a cell phone from the boss and called his class teacher to ask for leave before going to the Sports Lottery Center to claim the prize.The journey was smooth. He changed into the clothes of a frog seller and entered the sports lottery center to claim the prize.

After deducting taxes, Chen Zimo donated another 100,000 yuan to the Children's Fund before he came out.

He found a deserted place to take off his disguise, went to the bank to deposit the money, and then took the bus to the direction of the 11th Middle School.

However, Chen Zimo did not go directly to the school, but took a detour behind the school and found a real estate agent.

The agent's name was Qin Lang, who was only 170 cm tall, wearing trousers, leather shoes, a white shirt, and a tie, a standard agent's four-piece suit.

However, there was no dog-blood plot that Chen Zimo looked down on because he was wearing a tattered school uniform, and then Chen Zimo threw money in his face.

What's more, the area of ​​the 11th Middle School is an old area, and three-story houses are rare.

And it has been rumored since five years ago that a new plan will be made here. When the word "demolition" is written, every family will become a multi-millionaire.

It's a pity that the residents here have been waiting for five years, but the demolition has not come yet.

In addition, this place is far away from the city center. Except for houses with school districts, the housing prices have been falling again and again.

"Handsome boy, do you want to buy or rent a house? Don't worry, we have the most houses in the surrounding area. What kind do you want? Just tell me, I will help you find it."

As he spoke, he took out a pack of soft cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Chen Zimo.

Chen Zimo shook his head, indicating that he didn't smoke, but he thought of a joke in his heart.

Since the popularization of 5G network, short videos have become people's food, and more people have learned about Guangdong East.

Some people came to Guangdong East specifically just to listen to a "handsome boy".

It's a pity that the boss said a lot of nonsense, and almost sent the man to reincarnation...

Sure enough, seeing that Chen Zimo didn't smoke, Qin Lang raised his mouth and carefully put the soft cigarette into his pocket.

How many salesmen are willing to smoke soft cigarettes?

All the pretentious behavior is for sales.

"I want to buy two houses near the back door of No. 11 Middle School, with independent courtyards and houses. I don't need a school district house. I just need a large house. It doesn't matter whether it's new or old. The main thing is that it's cheap!"

After Chen Zimo finished speaking, he saw Qin Lang take out a soft phone from his pocket again and handed it to him respectfully.

In his eyes, Chen Zimo at this moment has become a walking gold ingot.

He wants to buy a single-family house right away, and he wants to see two houses at one time.

Although he will earn 3,000 less commission if he doesn't want a school district house, the commission is still tens of thousands.

As long as this deal is negotiated, he will be the great man who doesn't open for business in March, but can make a living for half a year after opening.

"Brother, customers are God, and your needs are our service tenet."

"Through the calculation of my brain computer, I have matched you with ten single-family houses that meet your requirements."

"Please choose which one to see first. I will go and pour you a cup of coffee. Please wait."

Chen Zimo did not hesitate to choose five houses from the ten houses and followed Qin Lang to see the houses.

When they saw the last two houses, they were sweating profusely and their backs were soaked.

Gudong gudong!

The two big men drank a bottle of water in one breath, and then hid in the shade to discuss the house problem.

Finally, Chen Zimo decided on these two houses.

First, this place is closest to the back door of the 11th Middle School. Chen Zimo doesn't even have a place to live now. This house is just right for him to live in. Second, these two houses are not only large in area, but also cheap.

Chen Zimo immediately contacted the owner to bargain, and finally sold two houses with independent doors and courtyards at a price of 1.2 million.

This is Chen Zimo's rebirth.

If ten years later, the average price of houses here is 80,000 yuan per square meter, it will be a height that ordinary people can hardly reach.

After all, Daxia is so big that in some remote places, 80,000 yuan can buy two houses!

When Chen Zimo successfully swiped his card, Qin Lang was stunned.

He has been an agent for three years, and this is the first time he has seen such a young and courageous young man.

And judging by his own professionalism, he dare not say that Chen Zimo is an expert, at least he has a very thorough analysis of the bottom price of the house and so on.

He is also very methodical in bargaining with the owner.

What's more, ordinary people look at houses and run for ten days, half a month, or even longer.

If all customers can get two houses in one morning like Chen Zimo, Qin Lang would have become a millionaire long ago.

But he was always curious. Chen Zimo didn't even blink when he paid by card. Such a rich man was wearing the washed-out uniform of No. 11 Middle School, and the uniform was obviously too short. The clothes were fine, just a little short, and the uniform pants looked like three-quarter pants on Chen Zimo's 183cm long legs.

It was as funny as it could be, but Qin Lang was professionally trained after all, and he would never laugh!

And the boy had a bandage on his head, which was obviously a recent injury.This made Qin Lang, who loves gossip, think divergently.

He suddenly remembered an anti-fraud program he saw online some time ago.

It said that someone was lying on the ground after being hit or hit, and he couldn't get up, but directly opened his mobile phone to start looking at houses and cars...

"No way! No way!"

"Is it really true?"

"Otherwise, why would he pay so readily, as if the money was picked up for free?"

"But it's not surprising. There are all kinds of things in this world. I've learned a lot today."

However, in order to get the commission, Qin Lang would never have a trace of contempt for Chen Zimo and fulfill his duties.

After all, this is a world where people laugh at poverty but not at prostitution!

And in this world, you can't become God just because you are a customer, but you can enjoy God's service only because you have money.

Then, Qin Lang took the homeowner and Chen Zimo to the Housing Authority for the handover. In one morning, everything from looking at the house to Chen Zimo getting the real estate certificate was done.

When Chen Zimo took the two house deeds, said goodbye to Qin Lang, and returned to the small courtyard that belonged to him, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha!"

"It's great to know it first!"

"On the second day of rebirth, I bought a house directly!"