Maybe because of the holiday syndrome, when Chen Xi woke the little fellow up this morning, she actually stayed in bed for a long time.
At this time, he couldn't spoil her anymore.
So even if the little fellow didn't want to open her eyes, Chen Xi had to get up and wash up with her.
After washing up and eating, after dawdling for a long time, the little fellow was reluctantly carried out of the house by Chen Xi.
On the way to the kindergarten, she suddenly asked timidly, "Papa, can I not go to kindergarten?"
"No."
Chen Xi's attitude was now very firm.
For children, he couldn't be too spoiled.
The little fellow pouted and struggled to let go of Chen Xi, but Chen Xi didn't ask and directly carried her to the gate of the kindergarten.
Teacher Wang smiled and said hello to Chen Xi. Chen Xi wanted to give the little fellow to her.
But at this time, the little fellow suddenly broke out.
She burst into tears and shouted that she didn't want to go to kindergarten.
After several times of comforting, Teacher Wang had to take the father and daughter to the lounge next door, and then let Chen Xi persuade her.
This situation was very common in kindergartens. After Chen Xi's patient and earnest teaching, the little fellow finally calmed down, and then said with a pitiful look, "Papa, you have to pick me up!"
"Don't worry, Papa will pick you up on time! Good girl, you have to listen to the teacher, okay? "
After more than half an hour, Chen Xi finally sent the little fellow back to the classroom.
Out of the kindergarten, the Big Cat was already standing under the tree and waiting.
Chen Xi threw it a simplified Peiyuan Pill that she had made last night, and it was so happy that it jumped back and forth between the trees.
"You are a pet, and pets can't enter the kindergarten, so you have to stay outside and don't go in, okay?"
"Meow!"
Seeing the Big Cat jump to the pillar on the wall of the kindergarten and lie down, Chen Xi was relieved and left by taxi.
Chen Xi had already refined the simplified version of the Peiyuan Pill last night.
Although Ning Zhongguo hadn't come to get the medicine yet, he had transferred the ten million yuan in advance.
With money, Chen Xi's plan could begin to be carried out.
First, he had to find a storeroom.
There was a shantytown less than a kilometer behind Kangju District. The houses there had long been plans to be demolished, but the local residents and the developers had not come to an agreement, so the relocation had not been carried out until now.
Chen Xi took a taxi and looked around. Then, he chose an old house by the street.
The house was a little old, and the roof was still tiled. It was three stories high and had a small courtyard. There was a fence and an iron gate. It looked pretty good.
The landlord was an auntie, and she asked for 2,200 yuan a month. Chen Xi was rich now, and he didn't know if it was a good deal, so he didn't even ask for the price, and directly paid half a year's rent.
Including the deposit, it was a total of 15,400 yuan.
After Chen Xi paid, the auntie quickly stuffed the key to him. Then, without mentioning the contract, she went back to the mahjong house next door with a cigarette in her mouth.
Chen Xi hadn't seen such a boorish style in a long time, so he simply tried the key and checked the rooms one by one. After that, he took a taxi and set off again.
This time, his destination was the Chinese medicine market next to the Shing Wong Temple.
This was the largest Chinese medicine wholesale market in Zhonghai. The medicine here was not bought by the kilogram, but by the kilogram.
Chen Xi bought a hundred kilograms of Cordyceps Pupae, but the boss thought that it was too little, and only gave him 20 yuan less per kilogram. The original price was 1,000 yuan a kilogram, and the current price was 980 yuan …
Wild Baiji was 600 yuan a kilogram, which was 1,200 yuan a kilogram.
Chen Xi thought it was too expensive, but the boss didn't want to give him less, and said that this was the wholesale price.
Well, 100,000 yuan was gone again.
Red ginseng was 500 yuan a kilogram, which was much more cost-effective. If he bought a hundred kilograms, the boss would give him a discount, and he could take it home for 40,000 yuan.
Relatively speaking, ginseng was not that expensive. 600 yuan a kilogram, and a hundred kilograms would only cost 60,000 yuan.
Chen Xi bought as he shopped. It wasn't that he didn't have rich customers like him, but it was very rare.
So, he became famous after a while.
Chen Xi only bought the best quality and the oldest.
So, many bosses took out their treasures and followed behind him to promote their medicine.
In fact, whether it was artificially bred or natural, there was not much difference in Chen Xi's eyes.
He only cared about one thing, and that was how much Spiritual Energy was contained in the medicine.
Because he bought too much, Chen Xi couldn't transport these medicine back.
Zhonghai prohibited trucks from entering and leaving between six in the morning and two in the morning, so he could only pay the deposit first. At night, the medicine bosses could send him the medicine he bought today.
When Chen Xi arranged everything and returned to the kindergarten, it was already 3: 30 in the afternoon.
Big Cat was still dozing in the sun on the pillar of the wall.
The little girl was happily playing Eagle Catch Chicken with the other children under the guidance of the teacher.
Chen Xi stood outside the wall and looked at the little girl's happy face through the fence. In an instant, even his mood was much better.
… …
Zhonghai, Binjiang Club.
Binjiang Club was jointly founded by several rich people in Zhonghai, and Ning Zhongguo was one of the founders.
As the top and most high-end private club in Zhonghai, Binjiang Club was also the most low-key private club in Zhonghai.
Every member of Binjiang Club could be called a real rich and powerful person. They could be well-known entrepreneurs, capital tycoons, scholars, heroes, and political leaders.
In short, this was an elite gathering point composed of political celebrities, business celebrities, cultural celebrities, and social celebrities.
Binjiang Club was famous for its Jianghu. On the dining table, there were lively Jianghu dishes, and in the business field, there was a chivalrous "Jianghu Token".
Every member had their own Jianghu Token. If the holder of the Jianghu Token was in any emergency, as long as the token was shown, the chairman had the obligation to convene a "Hero Assembly" to organize all members to discuss countermeasures and help the holder through the crisis.
Moreover, each member only had one chance to use the token.
Binjiang Club was not open to the public, and to become a member, one had to go through layers of assessment.
Now there was a saying that without the Jianghu Token, no matter how rich you were, you were just a country bumpkin who was excluded from the core circle.
On this day, Ning Zhongguo, as the founder, suddenly called a meeting.
So early in the morning, when Ning Qiutong saw Ning Zhongguo put on a three-piece suit and came downstairs, she was so scared that the coffee cup in her hand almost fell to the ground.
"Dad, what are you doing?!"
Ever since Ning Zhongguo came back from Nanyang three years ago, he had never worn a three-piece suit. He dressed like a retired old man all day long.
Now, he suddenly changed into a three-piece suit, with a tie, leather shoes, and neatly combed hair.
The sudden change in style made Ning Qiutong unable to accept it.
"Hehe, how is it? Dad is handsome, right?"
"Handsome …"
Ning Qiutong looked at her father, who suddenly became more energetic, and asked curiously, "Dad, what are you doing?"
Hearing this, Ning Zhongguo smiled mysteriously, shook his head, and did not answer.
Seeing this, Ning Qiutong immediately stomped her feet. Just as she was about to act coquettishly, Ning Zhongguo made a shushing gesture at her, and then said mysteriously, "Don't ask. Dad is going to do something serious, so I won't accompany you to eat breakfast."
After that, without waiting for Ning Qiutong's reply, he quickly walked out of the house, then got into the Maybach S600, and slowly left Jinjiang Resort.
Ning Qiutong stood at the door and watched the car gradually go away, but her brows were slightly furrowed.
What kind of song was this?
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Thank you to [Ning Xiaojia], the nouveau riche girl, for the 50000 reward!
Jiajia is a nouveau riche, I have to hug her tightly!
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