Chapter 82: You and Your Money!

“…”

Hearing this, Han Xinyan was stunned.

Isn’t this just wishful thinking?

You want to earn 800 million, but the other party only offered you just over 100 million!

She suspiciously looked Shen Fei up and down.

Had he been drinking? Gambling again?

Her thoughts were tangled, but given what she knew of Shen Fei, even if he lied, he would come up with a flawless excuse. But this explanation was so blunt—it didn’t seem like a lie.

“What nonsense are you talking about now?” Han Xinyan hesitated.

“What do you mean?” Shen Fei froze, not understanding her words.

“You’re not even drunk, yet you’re spouting this nonsense! Do you even know how much 800 million is?” Han Xinyan said.

Hearing this, a faint bitterness flashed across Shen Fei’s heart.

That’s what happens when someone messes up for too long.

Even after turning over a new leaf, his words still wouldn’t easily earn trust.

“Anyway, they wouldn’t agree to my conditions! They wanted to achieve maximum benefit at minimal cost, and I refused, so I came back!” Shen Fei explained.

“Well, you should’ve at least talked it through properly! Leave room for negotiation—you never know when you’ll cross paths again!” Han Xinyan gently said.

“There’s nothing to discuss! The current situation is simple—I’m the client. If the client isn’t satisfied, what’s the point of talking further?” Shen Fei said, frowning.

Seeing that Han Xinyan was about to continue persuading him, Shen Fei quickly changed the subject.

“It’s still early. Yueyue, do you want to go for a drive with Mom and Dad?”

Hearing this, Shen Jiayue immediately jumped off the sofa, hugging Shen Fei’s leg.

“Yes, Yueyue wants to! Daddy, let’s go! Mommy!”

“Yan, come on, let’s go out for a drive to relax!” Shen Fei scooped up Shen Jiayue into his arms and looked at Han Xinyan.

“You just bought this car! What if it gets scratched or dented?” Han Xinyan said, her tone carrying a rare hint of playful reproach.

At this moment, she felt incredibly happy.

Three years ago, when she had just married Shen Fei, she had dreamed of him taking her out for a stroll when he had time.

Even without a car, a walk or bike ride would’ve been enough.

But Shen Fei always made excuses, or after his business failures, he drowned himself in gambling and drinking, losing all energy to entertain Han Xinyan.

Every attempt ended with hurtful words, and Han Xinyan eventually stopped bringing it up.

Yet now, Shen Fei was offering to take both her and their daughter for a drive.

How could she not be overjoyed?

“Don’t worry! I’ll buy another car when we have more money!” Shen Fei said gently, noticing the shift in her mood.

“Ha, you and your endless money!” Han Xinyan rolled her eyes at Shen Fei with a soft smile.

The family of three then headed out.

—

Jiang Family Mansion.

In the quiet darkness, the Jiang family’s old mansion looked warm and peaceful.

At 7:30 PM, Jiang Anbang sat in front of the television right on time.

As the opening theme of “Cross-Strait Family Ties” started playing, Jiang Tiancheng walked over.

“Grandpa, do you really have to do this? You don’t even eat dinner at this hour—just to watch this program? Is it that captivating?”

“A prosperous country means a peaceful home! You wouldn’t understand,” Jiang Anbang said firmly, eyes fixed on the television.

Having spent his entire life in politics, Jiang Anbang had a storied career with many achievements. Cross-strait relations had always been a matter close to his heart.

If he could see national reunification before he passed, he would die content.

Not wanting to argue further, Jiang Anbang cleared his throat and asked, “How much did you invest in that shorting operation against the Kong Group? And how much did you make?”

Hearing this, Jiang Tiancheng’s eyes widened in shock.

“What?”

When he mentioned it before, he never said he’d invested money himself! How did Grandpa know?

Before Jiang Tiancheng could ask, Jiang Anbang spoke again, as if reading his thoughts.

“You grew up under my watch. Do you think I can’t see through your little schemes? I’ve lived decades longer than you for a reason!”

“Heh-heh,” Jiang Tiancheng chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head.

“Not much—just 30 million. I made about 15 million in profit.”

“Thir… Thirty million! You really have a lot of trust in that kid!” Jiang Anbang said in surprise.

He hadn’t expected his grandson to trust Shen Fei so much.

After observing Jiang Tiancheng for a moment, Jiang Anbang asked curiously, “Speaking of him, what’s he been up to lately? Didn’t he say he was working on some scar-removal ointment project? I haven’t heard anything about it. He even asked me to help when the product was ready. I’ve been waiting to see results, but there’s been no news!”

Jiang Tiancheng was left speechless, his mouth agape.

“Grandpa, wait… What? He never mentioned that to me! How would I know?”

Jiang Tiancheng tried to process what his grandfather had just said.

Scar-removal ointment? Asking for Grandpa’s help?

Shen Fei never told him a word about this!

“He didn’t mention it?” Jiang Anbang asked skeptically.

“Nope!” Jiang Tiancheng shook his head firmly. “Grandpa, why would I lie to you?”

Hearing this, Jiang Anbang fell silent for a long time.

Finally, he asked again, “Then what is that kid up to now?”

Although puzzled about his grandfather’s growing interest in Shen Fei, Jiang Tiancheng obediently replied.

“Grandpa, this part’s even more amazing!”

“Oh? Tell me,” Jiang Anbang said, suddenly intrigued.

“During the shorting of the Kong Group, Shen Fei earned almost 30 million. As soon as he got the money, he took us to the outskirts—Lijiazhuang. You know about Lijiazhuang, right? It’s remote, messy, and rundown! But Shen Fei bought up all the houses there, along with the land, for an average of 1.2 million each.”

“Since he couldn’t afford the whole thing, he split it with me and Yuan Tai—ten houses each. The whole deal cost 80 million.”

Jiang Tiancheng explained the events in detail.

“Is that true?” Jiang Anbang exclaimed in shock.

Lijiazhuang—the location that might soon be intersected by Metro Line 5!

Although the announcement hadn’t been made yet, a city official had recently approached him to discuss plans for Shenzhen’s development, which included Lijiazhuang and the metro project.

This was still just a proposal and hadn’t been finalized—no one outside the government knew about it yet!

For Shen Fei to invest everything he had into this place meant he must have absolute confidence that the city would proceed with the project!

At this realization, Jiang Anbang was baffled. He couldn’t figure out Shen Fei’s mind or his actions.

“Grandpa?”

Seeing his grandfather lost in thought, Jiang Tiancheng was thoroughly confused.