The first update is here, and the second update is at 8pm.
"Brother, why are you back so early? I thought you wouldn't be back until the afternoon?" Zhang Song carefully looked through the peephole of the iron door and saw Zhang Wei standing outside, and said a little sarcastically.
"Okay, open the door for me quickly!" Zhang Wei urged.
"Brother, we haven't seen each other for several months! You've lost a lot of weight compared to last time." Zhang Song opened the iron door, welcomed Zhang Wei into the house, and said.
"Really? I didn't notice it." Zhang Wei walked into the house and touched his cheek.
"If you look in the mirror every day, you won't be able to tell. If your mother sees it, you will definitely feel bad. Then I can also benefit from your influence and improve the food." Zhang Song said.
"How have you been at school recently?" Zhang Wei asked with concern.
"What else can we do? Just mess around." Zhang Song shrugged and said.
After Zhang Wei walked into the living room, he looked around in the three rooms and found no trace of his parents. He asked, "Aren't your parents at home?"
"My parents and a group of neighbors who bought a house went to the homestead of the new house to discuss it with the construction company." Zhang Song sighed and said.
Hearing that his parents were not at home now, and Zhang Song probably didn't know much about the situation of buying a house, Zhang Wei decided to take a look at the house purchase information first, so that he could know whether the developer had breached the contract. He turned around and asked: "Subscription letter, what you need to know when signing a contract.
Are the sales and purchase deed documents at home? Show them to me."
"Brother, I don't even know what this is. Even my parents have hidden it at home. Where can I find it?" Zhang Song said with a troubled face.
"Did your parents bring mobile phones?" Zhang Wei's family's living conditions are average, and mobile phones are relatively expensive, so Zhang Wei's parents only have one mobile phone.
"Well, did dad take them with him when he went out? I'm afraid you won't be able to find them when you come back." Zhang Song said.
Zhang Wei took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket and dialed his father's number. After hearing the call, he said: "Hi, Dad."
"Zhang Wei! Why are you calling so early? I heard from Zhang Song that you are coming back today. Have you bought your train ticket?" Zhang Wei's father asked.
"Dad, I've already arrived home. Seeing that your two elders are not at home, I called you to ask." Zhang Wei said.
"You're back so early. Didn't you always get home in the afternoon?" Zhang Wei's father said in surprise.
"Haha, I happened to catch an earlier train when I bought the ticket, so I came back early this time." Zhang Wei said perfunctorily, without revealing that he knew about his family's purchase of a house.
In the past, Zhang Wei had no money left in his hands, so he had to plan carefully. He couldn't bear to take the expensive EMU. Instead, he took an express train in the afternoon, so he could only get home in the afternoon.
"Okay, then you can rest at home now. When you go back at noon, let your mother cook some dishes you like." Zhang Wei's father said.
"Dad, mom and dad, come back now. I have something to tell you." Zhang Wei urged.
Although Zhang Wei knew the general situation, he didn't understand some details. Only after reading the sales contract could he know the nature of the matter. Moreover, he didn't want his parents to worry about it and wanted to tell him as soon as possible.
They have enough money to sell the house themselves.
"Zhang Wei, you are coming back in such a hurry. Did Xiaosong tell you something?" Zhang Wei's father asked, sensing something at all.
"Dad, I won't be able to tell you clearly for a while, so you and my mother should come back quickly!" Zhang Wei advised earnestly.
Zhang Wei really wanted to tell his parents that he had made a lot of money at home and was now worth more than one million, but he didn't know if telling him would irritate his parents. After all, Zhang Wei's parents
To put it bluntly, it is a sky-high price that is impossible to earn in a lifetime.
"Okay, your mother and I will go buy some groceries, and then we'll go home." Zhang Wei's father was silent for a moment and agreed.
"Yes." Zhang Wei couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that he finally got through to his father, and then they hung up the phone.
"Brother, is this fruit phone of yours real or fake? It can't be a high imitation, right?" Zhang Song looked at the fruit phone in Zhang Wei's hand and said with envy: "But don't say, this
High imitation mobile phones look quite exquisite.”
"If you like it, I'll buy one for you in two days." Zhang Wei has now returned to his hometown in glory, and it is reasonable to buy a mobile phone for his younger brother.
"No, although this fruit phone is beautiful, it is a high imitation after all. Why don't you buy me a Ruokiya with a comparable price? At least that one is genuine, and you won't be afraid of others showing it off when you hold it in your hand." Zhang Song thought.
After thinking about it, he showed a longing expression.
"It's up to you." Seeing Zhang Song confirming that the Fruit phone in his hand was a fake, Zhang Wei didn't argue. If Kia's phone was much cheaper than Fruit's phone, he could save a lot of money.
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Zhang Wei wanted to see how Zhang Song would react if he rejected the fruit phone and chose the low-priced Ruokia, knowing that his fruit phone was genuine and he had promised to buy him one.
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Moreover, Zhang Song is still in school, and most of the students don't even have a PHS phone. It's already very good to use Ruojia's mobile phone. If he were to switch to a rare fruit phone, it would be too conspicuous in the school, and it would be too bad for him.
That's not a good thing to say.
"Brother, can the matter with this house be solved? Seeing my parents running around all day long about this matter, I feel very anxious." Zhang Song asked.
"Don't worry, I have made a lot of money in Beijing in the past two months, which has far exceeded the price of a house, so my parents don't have to worry about the money they owe. I can repay it myself." Zhang Wei
explained.
"Brother, is it true?" Zhang Song looked surprised, his tone full of extreme distrust.
"At this time, do you think it's interesting for me to tell lies?" Zhang Wei said seriously.
"I still can't believe it. You've only been working for a few months and you can earn hundreds of thousands?" Zhang Song said, shaking his head like a rattle.
"Don't say it's you, I guess my parents don't believe it either." Zhang Wei showed a wry smile, was silent for a moment, stood up, waved to his brother, and said, "Let's go, come with me
bank."
"Brother, what are you doing at the bank now?" Zhang Song asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Withdraw money!" Zhang Wei waved his hand and said proudly.
Zhang Wei knew that if he didn't come up with cash, not to mention his younger brother, even his parents wouldn't believe that he could make millions in just a few months.
For an old couple who came from a wealthy family, this was just like a fantasy.
If this kind of sudden wealth happened to others, they might still believe it, but for Zhang Wei, who they watched grow up, they couldn't believe this possibility. It's not that they felt that their son
It's useless, it's just a habitual way of thinking.
What Zhang Wei has to do now is to go to the bank, withdraw hundreds of thousands of yuan in cash, and let those brand-new banknotes convince his family. Although this seems to be a bit of a nouveau riche, it is the most direct and credible method.