Three days before the Spring Festival, Meng Qian also set off.

The company has nothing to worry about for the time being. The construction of the battery factory has begun. The company's development is slow but orderly. It only lacks the press conference. With its super strength, February will inevitably cause a sensation. As for further development, he has no idea yet.

Meng Qian's hometown is not too far from Haishi, three or four hundred kilometers. Although he is eager to return home, there is no need for the plane to pass, and it takes one or two hours to wait for the plane alone; high-speed rail is OK, but the peak of the Spring Festival travel rush extinguished his interest... In the end, he chose his favorite self-driving.

In fact, his goal has long been to self-driving. The Mercedes-Benz M-Class focuses on comfort, plays music, and sets on the way home according to the map. The transportation in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is relatively developed, and the expressway runs across the north and south. It takes less than 300 kilometers. It takes only a morning of running.

Through the toll station that entered the city, Meng Qian stepped into the boundary of Shishi City. He was born here, and he could also be related to the Jiangnan water town in terms of geography and culture. Now it is an ordinary fourth-tier city with a population of just over one million, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the natural scenery is quite good.

I drove along the familiar highway and finally stopped in front of a supermarket on the side of the road.

The supermarket is not big, with an area of ​​about 100 square meters and an average scale. Meng Qian went in and found that there was no one at the cashier, so he called out a few times: "Mom! Mom? Boss's wife!"

"Hey?" A fashionable woman walked out from behind the third row of shelves. When she saw Meng Qian, she was surprised and surprised: "Why don't you notify me in advance when you get home!"

"I'll give you a surprise." Meng Qian smiled and stepped forward, opened his hand and said, "Hug."

"You still have to hug such a big child!" My mother said, and gave him a hug and patted her back: "It's a good thing that the body is strong and the person has not grown thin."

"Your son is very healthy." Meng Qian did a bodybuilding move and asked casually: "Why are you the only one in the store, where is your dad?"

My mother looked at him with satisfaction: "Your father took Sisi to buy New Year's goods, and the shop's guy went to deliver the goods."

"Then wait until the delivery guy comes back, then close the door and close the business." Meng Qian said to his mother, "I brought you some gifts and were very surprised."

Seeing that he was empty-handed and didn't find his luggage, Meng Qian pointed to the black Mercedes-Benz outside: "It's all loaded in the car, how about my new car?"

"When did I buy a car?" My mother was very surprised. She walked out of the store and looked closer. She didn't know much about cars, but she knew the trademark of Mercedes-Benz.

"It's a long story, let's talk about it when you go home."

If I really want to finish, the story is indeed very long. When the store closes - there is no one visiting it anyway. When the child comes back, the focus of his parents has long shifted. Meng Qian helps to close the house and asks her to get in the car, so that she can experience the style of such a luxury car and go home with a good face.

Seeing his mother looking around, Meng Qian was proud: "Is that okay?"

"It's very high-end and comfortable. When did you have money?" My mother's mind was full of questions at the moment, and she said less than tens of millions of dollars in cars.

Seeing that he had played the puzzle again, my mother fainted. Meng Qian said, "I won the lottery and started a company with an inspiration. The technology is worth a lot of money, so I bought it."

"That's so simple?" My mother didn't believe it.

This is true for his sister and father. The two gangs happened to meet in the parking lot downstairs. When they saw a brand new Mercedes-Benz, they were full of enthusiasm and their unsolved mother. The questions were written on their faces. Meng Qian said hello first: "Si Si, please help me get the things."

"OK."

Meng Sisi is his sister. She is full of youth at the age of sixteen. She grows tall and looks thin. She runs to the rear of the car with her big eyes and looks at her: "Brother, is this your car?"

"Of course." Meng Qian opened the door of the rear car, filled with things, a bunch of tobacco and alcohol, as well as clothes and shoes bought from the shopping mall, and cosmetics specially brought to my mother... In the end, the family of four had to go on the car together to handle the transportation.

When he got home, he was full of coffee tables. The sharp-eyed father Meng took out the packaging of Moutai and started to study it carefully. His mother photographed him: "Study this first? What about the matter!"

"Yes." Meng's father laughed and put down his things, asking everyone's questions: How to make a fuss?

Meng Qian sat down at the sofa and explained the prepared rhetoric. He first said that he won several million in his lottery, then relied on it as his principal, invested in a software company, sold it and obtained a large amount of money, and then invested in the battery. He also opened Qimao's official website and used evidence to explain it.

"It's this software, I sold it." Meng Qian gave them the tablet.

My family was shocked and could not digest so much information for a while. Meng Qian also said it appropriately, without saying that he had cheated and cheated people all the way, and spent all kinds of money. He focused on entrepreneurship and then posted more than 30 million orders from Warwick and Fuguo Energy.

It feels a bit unreal, but there are living examples that you have to believe even if you don’t believe it.

After digesting this information, my parents showed proud smiles. Meng's father gave a thumbs up: "I am worthy of being my son, I am promising!"

"Brother, are you a millionaire?" Meng Sisi was confused and asked after a long time.

"Do you want to touch the real millionaire?" Meng Qian stretched out his head.

Meng Sisi stuck out her tongue and turned her head and said, "Mom! Look at him so proud!"

Meng Qian touched her head and smiled: "It's also what makes you proud."

...

After answering the questions, everyone's attention will be turned to the gift.

Everyone has a portion. Meng's father, who occasionally loves to drink a glass, has gained a lot of collection wine; her sister has received trendy digital products such as tablets and mobile phones; her mother has Prada handbags she likes, a bunch of high-end cosmetics, and even clothes that Meng Qian bought for her.

When Meng Qian saw her take it out, he said, "I saw my mother wearing a cheongsam several times back then. It was so beautiful! I couldn't help but see it when I saw it in the mall. There was also a necklace, so let's try it together."

My mother shirked: "At this age, how can I still have the figure of a girl?"

"Let's try!" Meng Sisi looked forward.

With great affection, my mother took her clothes and jewelry back to the house, and later appeared in the living room.

"Wow!" Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Great beauty!" Meng Qian praised.

"I'm so old, I don't dare to take this word." My mother walked a few steps in the living room, walked around, and asked everyone: "It's not too ugly, right?"

"It's so beautiful." Meng Sisi envied.

"I had known this effect for a long time." Meng's father was proud of her.

"It's not good to be fatter." My mother disliked herself, but the joy that could not be concealed on her face proved that she was right and wrong at this moment.

By the way, Meng Qian's mother was also dignified and had the gentle and charming temperament of the poet's mouth. Meng Sisi inherited her advantages. She was tall and would definitely change her daughters in a few years... It was Meng Qian who followed his father, a man from the north.

Both the father and son have a little high nose bridge, slightly deep eye sockets, and their facial features are different and three-dimensional. Some people think it is good, and they also have plastic surgery to raise their noses. But the aesthetics vary from person to person, and there is no fixed standard - just like Meng Qian thinks that his mother is the most beautiful in the world.

My mother looked in the mirror happily, and then said to Meng Qian: "Don't spend money randomly in the future. I can't wear this clothes a few times a year."

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that you are happy." Meng Qian's mouth was very sweet, and he described it: "It's so moving to hold a greasy umbrella and walk in the alley covered with bluestone."

"Mom, let me take a selfie with you?"
Chapter completed!