From the time he left the shanty town and arrived home, Jiang Zhihao's cell phone kept making noises. Rich second generations were sending him large red envelopes.
The highest is two million, the lowest is one hundred thousand. From these red envelopes alone, Jiang Zhihao received almost five to six million, which is equivalent to buying the house for basically no money.
A Chinese wedding ceremony was being held at a neighbor's house. When Jiang Zhihao walked there, Zhong Jiaxi happened to see him. He quickly came over and pulled him and asked: "Why are you here so late? It's almost over."
"Something delayed me." Jiang Zhihao replied.
Sun Maoxiang, who was standing nearby, looked over with squinting eyes and said angrily: "What kind of big business are you doing? You are so busy early in the morning."
Ever since Shao Hailan showed off the Porsche Cayenne in front of Sun Maoxiang, Lao Suntou has been very dissatisfied with them. Originally, his son was considered to be relatively high-achieving in this area, especially the car worth 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.
Make Sun Maoxiang proud.
If anyone nearby buys a car, it will only cost around 100,000 yuan at most. For them, more than 200,000 yuan is a high price!
However, Jiang Zhihao bought a car worth more than one million yuan, how could Sun Maoxiang bear it?
Even though he knew he was acting out of envy and hatred, he just couldn't help it.
Someone nearby was unfamiliar with Jiang Zhihao and asked, "Jiaxi, who is this?"
"My brother-in-law Jiang Zhihao, brother-in-law, this is our neighbor Uncle Liu." Zhong Jiaxi introduced.
The neighbor surnamed Liu said "Oh" with some confusion in his eyes. Didn't he say that the relationship between the Zhong family and his son-in-law was very bad? But Zhong Jiaxi's attitude was completely invisible.
"What kind of job does Xiaojiang do now?" asked the neighbor.
Before Zhong Jiaxi could say anything, Sun Maoxiang said: "I'm doing big business now, and I can make a lot of money. I'm very powerful."
The neighbor surnamed Liu reacted and saw that Sun Maoxiang's tone of voice was not right, so he said: "Your boy is not bad. Some time ago, I heard someone say that he makes hundreds of thousands a year."
"Hundreds of thousands are nothing, money can't be spent these days. However, my son has followed my cleverness. Some time ago, he said that he would start a big project. If it succeeds, he can earn more than one million in one fell swoop!"
When Sun Maoxiang spoke, he glanced at Jiang Zhihao, but to his disappointment, Jiang Zhihao didn't seem to notice what he said, at least it couldn't be seen from the expression on his face.
The neighbor surnamed Liu heard Sun Maoxiang's deliberate showoff, laughed and said nothing.
Zhong Jiaxi was too lazy to tell him more. He pulled Jiang Zhihao to the other side and whispered: "Old man Sun is like that. No one can live a better life than him, otherwise he will feel unhappy."
"It doesn't matter, I'm not familiar with him anyway." Jiang Zhihao said with a smile.
At this time, the wedding ceremony was over. Zhong Wenxing, Shao Hailan, and Zhong Jiawei all came out of the crowd. Zhong Jiawei still had a few wedding candies in her hand. Judging from the smile on her face, she was obviously very happy.
Maybe women are very interested in such things related to happiness, and even Shao Hailan had a smile on his face.
But when she saw Jiang Zhihao, Shao Hailan put away her smile again. Although she didn't take the initiative to say hello, she didn't say anything unpleasant either.
The neighbor who was working over there had already invited everyone to the hotel, and even came over specifically to find Zhong Wenxing and Shao Hailan, saying, "Old Zhong, you and your family should get in the car and go there together."
"No, my son-in-law drove a car to pick us up. I'd rather leave the wedding car for you to see off your relatives," Zhong Wenxing said.