The probability of these three words appearing in Cai Gen's life is quite small.
Can there be good news around you?
Cai Gen's curiosity was immediately attracted, and he even forgot about the dizziness caused by blood pressure.
"Xiao Sun, please speak slowly and in detail. What's the good news?"
Xiao Sun was very obedient and sat firmly on the chair. He carefully lit a cigarette for Cai Gen and put it in his mouth. He also lit one himself. The smile on his face could hardly be concealed.
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"Third uncle, Tamamo came over. He took one look at you and went straight back."
Cai Gen took a puff of cigarette lightly, feeling very pleased.
Sure enough, he knew the priority of the matter and called Tamamo over by himself, which was quite safe.
“When Tamamo returned home, he took over their finances as soon as possible.
Banzhijia was also very cooperative and made a selfless contribution, as if none of the money in the account belonged to him.
In fact, this is easy to understand. Generally, people in the supernatural circle don’t care much about external things. Money is a tool. After all, there are many things that cannot be solved with money.
Third uncle, you are just tired of worldly things and care a little too much.
Once upon a time I”
What bothers Cai Gen the most is that these people mention the past in front of him.
How great was it once?
Why don't you give in to five buckets of rice now?
"Xiao Sun, please stop reminiscing about the past and just get to the point.
What exactly is the good news?
Did you have money in your account when you got back?
How many are there?"
Xiao Sun was interrupted and felt a little resentful. He wanted to take this opportunity to convey his values to Cai Gen, but the other party refused to accept it.
"Ah Zhu didn't tell me the exact number, but it should be in eight figures."
"Oh, Azhu is here too.
It would be more convenient to go back together with Tamamo.
With Azhu in charge, I can rest assured and save Tamamo from lining her own pockets.
The balance of power lies in these small details.
Although your third uncle and I have never been a big boss or leader, I know a little about power. After all, I have watched Game of Thrones and am a little devil whom I admire.
Wait, how many did you say?"
Cai Gen opened his eyes suddenly. He seemed to have heard an incredible number just now.
"How many?
How many digits for what?
Oh, the amount of money.
Azhu said that this return was very beneficial and was deeply rooted in Xuecheng. Banzhijia knew that his son was coming to inherit, so he did not transfer the assets and kept all the working capital.
Tamamo and the others were all shocked."
"Can you tell me the important point? Why are you so talkative?
No, Xiao Sun, who did you learn from?"
Xiao Sun didn't care, as if being interrupted was his fate.
"Third uncle, I didn't learn from others.
In the past, your mouth was too shabby, and Bitch Cat's mouth was like a broken car, and they couldn't show me at all.
I was trained to talk to myself during those years when I was forced down the mountain.
Otherwise, aren't you surprised that I don't suffer from depression even when I'm alone?
Watching you these past few days, I have found the loneliness that was suppressed at the foot of the mountain again, and started the self-relief mode.
If you think I'm noisy, I'll restrain myself."
Cai Gen's blood pressure seemed to be uncontrollable. He slowly closed his eyes and waited for Xiao Sun to finish speaking.
"Third uncle, Azhu said it was eight digits, did you hear it?"
Without opening his eyes, Cai Gen gently counted with his hands.
"One hundred million"
One hand was not enough, so Cai Gen used another hand.
"Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, billions
No, there’s one more, that’s tens of millions
ah?
Tens of millions?
Xiao Sun, are you telling the truth?
Am I a multimillionaire?”
Cai Gen almost shouted this sentence.
Real money and platinum cash flow.
It's not a valuable treasure, a priceless artifact, but a cash flow.
You can use it directly to buy cigarettes without exchanging cash flow.
How could Cai Gen calm down after such a shock?
Cai Gen suddenly sat up from the bed, his eyes were red and his nose started to spurt blood.
"Xiao Sun, call Ah Zhu back quickly.
No, transfer the money to my card quickly.
You take my card”
With a bang, Cai Gen reached the critical point of his body again, fell directly onto the bed, and died again.
Except for the bubbling and bleeding nose, he had no breath at all.
Xiao Sun was not nervous because of Cai Gen's nervousness, but was quite calm.
After all, during the time I was dating Cai Gen, I had seen Cai Gen die from exhaustion many times, and then yelling and screaming, which was unreasonable.
He calmly went to the bathroom to get a wet towel and carefully wiped Cai Gen's nosebleed, and the chatter started again.
"Third uncle, you just heard the good news and you can't bear it anymore.
I haven't broken the bad news yet.
You said you died so easily, why did you ask me to tell you bad news?
How many digits can there be? As for it?
You said you are so ungrateful, what will you do if something big happens in the future?
When it comes to serious matters, who can wait for you to come back to life again?
Besides, I haven’t even finished what I said. Are you so excited?
Third uncle, don’t blame me for being blunt.”
While Xiao Sun was chattering, the sun set.
Also in the midst of Xiao Sun's chatter, the sun rose again.
Time has no meaning in the hearts of people who have nothing urgent to do.
Xiao Sun didn't have anything urgent, so he didn't know how long it had been.
Cai Gen woke up again. This time he was more careful than last time. He didn't even open his eyes and spoke in a breathless voice, giving people a feeling of exhaustion.
"Xiao Sun, are you still there?"
"Well, Third Uncle, of course I'm here.
I will always be by your side.
As long as you don't stink, I won't leave you."
Cai Gen, whose heart was at peace, was stirred up again by Xiao Sun's words.
What does it mean not to stink?
"Xiao Sun, has the money been transferred to my card?"
When he opened his eyes, what he was thinking about was money. Xiao Sun really couldn't say anything about Cai Gen.
"Third uncle, why do you only have money in your heart?
Don’t you care if my third aunt is anxious?
Don’t you care if Tuantuan misses his father?
Don’t you care about the An Xin Bento business?
Don’t you care about the health of your child-sharing customers?
Those are far away, and you can be forgiven for not caring.
Let's talk about what's right in front of you. You don't care about me. After staying with you for so many days, do you eat well and sleep well?
At such an old age, you still have to ask me to explain things like human nature and sophistication?"
Cai Gen raised his eyelids and looked at Xiao Sun through the slits of his eyes. His face was red and he was full of energy.
"Xiao Sun, you have become fat.
The food here is good, right? Apart from eating and sleeping, do you need me to care about you?
After going around in such a big circle, I just don’t want to answer me.
The reason you don't want to say it is because you're afraid I'll get excited, right?
From the looks of it, the money must have not been put into my card.
Tell me, who cut off the beard?
Who touched my money?
What reason?
Forget it, the reason is not important.
I can't accept any reason.
Just tell me your name.
I would rather sacrifice Shi Huozhu's life than curse this person who dares to touch my money."
"Eh? Third uncle, how did you know it was Ah Zhu?"
this
Cai Gen felt a tear of blood fall from the corner of his eyes.
