Chapter 4 Change of Mentality
The next day.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, and a ray of gentle sunlight quietly shone into the room through the gaps in the curtains.
Perhaps feeling the rising temperature, Lin Qian slowly opened his eyes while lying on the bed.
I reached out to pick up the phone on the desk and saw an unread WeChat message. I opened it and saw that it was Tang Yun, the sales girl from last night.
When they got home yesterday, the two of them chatted all night. In the end, Lin Qian couldn't stand it any longer and fell asleep.
Looking at the last message, the time displayed is 1:21 am.
"Good night".
Looking at his phone, Lin Qian thought for a while, ignored it, and got up to clean up his personal hygiene.
Fifteen minutes later, Lin Qian returned to the room and took out all the clothes from the closet.
I reluctantly picked out a set of sportswear, picked up my keys and walked out of the house.
Walking on the street, even though it is morning, with the sunshine, the outdoor temperature is estimated to be around 37°.
After only a few minutes of walking, a trace of sweat appeared on my forehead.
Lin Qian checked the time on his phone, decisively scanned a small yellow car, and set off towards the sports lottery center.
Because I asked the owner of the lottery station yesterday, the process of receiving the prize was very smooth. After deducting personal income tax, I got 280,000 yuan.
"Ding, your last number is 1453. You remitted .00 yuan on August 13th, and the balance is .00 (Industrial and Commercial Bank of China)."
Looking at the received information, Lin Qian thanked the staff and turned to leave.
I came to the Sports Lottery Center today to redeem a large bonus, but there is still a football lottery from yesterday that I have not yet redeemed.
Thinking of this, Lin Qian quickly left the sports lottery center, rode on his beloved little yellow car, and set off towards Boss Fat's lottery station.
Facing the increasingly scorching sunshine, even the breeze blowing against my face can no longer feel the coolness.
Fifteen minutes later, Lin Qian arrived at the lottery shop.
Seeing that the familiar fat boss rarely brushed against the young lady, he held a cigarette in his mouth and leaned against the wall at the door, his two small eyes following the young lady in the mall.
"Good morning, boss."
Hearing Lin Qian's shout, the fat boss came to his senses, turned his head and saw Lin Qian, then he opened his mouth and let out a hearty laugh.
"Little brother, here you go, have you been to the Sports Lottery Center?"
Listening to the boss' slightly heroic laughter, Lin Qian couldn't help but smile happily.
"I just redeemed my prize, so why don't I come over and redeem yesterday's football lottery with you?"
"Oh. Yes, you guessed correctly in the two games yesterday. I even followed your lead and made some bets."
When the boss listened to Lin Qian's words, the smile on his face became even happier.
Lin Qian handed over the lottery ticket, and with the boss's operation, he successfully received yesterday's bonus, totaling 22,000 yuan.
Looking at the balance of the mobile phone reaching a new high, looking at the long series of numbers, I have never been so rich even in my previous life.
"Ding, your last number is 1453. On August 13, you remitted 220.00.00 yuan, and the balance is 337.200.00 (Industrial and Commercial Bank of China)."
"Let's go, little brother, I made a small profit following you yesterday, and I'll treat you to breakfast today."
After saying that, he shouted to the convenience store next to him and asked him to help him look at the lottery station.
Lin Qian, who had not eaten breakfast, did not refuse when he saw the enthusiastic boss, and the two of them walked towards the teahouse talking and laughing.
Looking at the crowded Yuezhou Restaurant, the boss led Lin Qian to an empty table and shouted to a waiter.
"Have a pot of Pu'er."
To be honest, as a Cantonese, I have a different love for traditional morning tea, such as small wooden cages, shrimp dumplings, siu mai, golden belly, tiger skin chicken feet, taro ribs, and barbecued pork buns.
Even if I live two lifetimes, I will never get tired of it.
The unique flavor, coupled with the unique shouts of the waiters, cannot be tasted even in Cantonese restaurants in other cities. Perhaps it is the unique charm and tradition of that city.
In a short while, Lin Qian and the others filled the round table with small wooden cages.
"Come on, come on, don't be polite, eat more."
"Then I'm not welcome."
The two chatted about football while slowly tasting the delicious food.
After some exchanges, Lin Qian learned something about the boss. It was very simple. In Liede Village, he demolished the second generation. When he got tired of playing, he opened a lottery station.
"Lin Qian has heard of the famous Liede Village. Not to mention Guangdong Province, it is also ranked among the richest villages in Guangdong Province."
The people in this village were born in Rome.
Li Huowang has a very common name, but look at what he is wearing: a simple white vest, a pair of medium-length shorts, and a pair of red flip-flops with some black spots.
From his words, Lin Qian also learned about the lifestyle of the rich, like a cousin of his who opened a purified water store and drove a Maybach to deliver bottled water to various communities every day.
Lin Qian couldn't help laughing when he heard the weird things said by Boss Li.
Facing Boss Li, who has a net worth of billions, Lin Qian also talked to Boss Li without any fear, because he had the system and the experience of his previous life as his foundation.
Looking at the confident young man in front of him, Li Huowang couldn't help but praise in his heart.
What a young man. To use an old saying from Guangdong people, "He is really a boy from the world."
The two of them stayed at the Yuezhou Restaurant for almost two hours. Because of Lin Qian's knowledge and courage, the two of them successfully exchanged phone calls and WeChat messages.
The names of the two also changed from young man and boss to Uncle Li and He Qianzi.
At the entrance of Yuezhou Restaurant.
Two people, one older and one younger, who have similar personalities and hate meeting each other late, are saying goodbye to each other.
"Okay, that's it for today. If I have time that day, I will take you to ride a dragon in Wancheng next door and let you be a dragon knight for a time."
Li Huowang squeezed his eyes and whispered to Lin Qian.
When Lin Qian heard this, he also smiled like a man would understand.
"Okay, brother, I'll leave first. I'll call you if you need anything."
Watching Li Huowang's figure slowly disappear from sight.
Thinking about the exchange with Lao Li just now, it seems that my thinking is still very young and not as good as those of truly wealthy people, even if these people are just nouveau riche.
Lin Qian thought for a while, walked to the corner of the street and took a taxi. The driver asked Lin Qian in front of him.
"Young man, let's go to Biandu!"
"Send me to the Taikoo Society."
Along the way, I looked at the provincial city of Guangdong. Compared with what I remembered seven years later, it was still a little different. Looking at the high-rise buildings rising all around and under construction, I vaguely felt the same as in my mind a few years later.
Guangdong City in China gradually merged.
When we arrived at Taikoo Club, to be honest, although Lin Qian was from Guangdong, he had never been here more than twice in his two lifetimes.
Those brand-name bags, luxury goods, and big-name clothes made Lin Qian's wallet flinch.
It’s not that I can’t afford it, but there’s no need to wear such a big hat.
Lin Qian didn't feel particularly comfortable wearing those T-shirts that cost four or five figures.
Different living classes have different consumption concepts.
After today’s chat with Lao Li.
Lin Qian learned that decoration itself was a kind of knowledge.
There is a saying that is better.
"People rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold."
Now that I am definitely not short of money, let’s try the life of a rich person and experience the quality of life of a rich man.
Given the opportunity to live a new life, armed with a weapon, Lin Qian decided to live his life as comfortably as he could. He must live a life that is free and unrestrained. He dare not claim to be the one to take over the world, but he must be drunk in the lap of a beautiful woman.
After thinking about everything, Lin Qian's whole temperament was sublimated. The youthfulness that originally belonged to a sunny boy became more confident and free, and his whole person looked eye-catching.
If Li Huowang knew everything Lin Qian was thinking now.
Chapter completed!