The two of them were on their way to the villa.

Nong Juan looked left and right and asked in a low voice: "What about the two sisters of the Zhao family?"

Wei Zhijie was a little depressed: "Aunt Juan, can we communicate normally? You are whispering like this, I don't know where you think you are going to do bad things."

Nong Juan heard the sound, straightened up, and asked seriously: "I heard that the Zhao sisters are all pregnant? Are you planning to marry both of them?"

"..."

Look at the surprised looks from passers-by.

Wei Zhijie was a little helpless and really wanted to say, you should just whisper.

After arriving at the villa, I saw Zhao Yanan and Liu Liqian there.

Wei Zhijie didn't avoid them either.

He told Nong Juan about the situation in Haishi in detail.

After hearing this, Nong Juan felt a little depressed: "With a commission of 155 million yuan, you can turn it into a factory?"

"yes."

"Why did you open the factory?"

"Make money."

"Isn't 155 million enough?"

"..."

Wei Zhijie was a little depressed, Zhao Yanan looked at Wei Zhijie happily, and Liu Liqian also had a smile on her face.

Nong Juan looked at Wei Zhijie as if she was looking at a prodigal son: "I know you young people all want to become big, but you just spent the 155 million as you say."

"I won't leave any for your mother either."

Mother.

Wei Zhijie's eyes became distant and reminiscing.

When Zhao Yanan and Liu Liqian heard about Wei Zhijie's mother, their hearts tightened. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been very delicate.

After thinking for a while, Wei Zhijie said calmly: "Mother, she probably doesn't have anything to spend on."

Nong Juan glared at Wei Zhijie angrily: "You are older, my uncle has loved you since childhood. Your uncle Nong Yifeng's municipal construction project a few years ago, the funds were trapped in it, and it has not been withdrawn yet.

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"Your brother-in-law Nong Yihong is doing business with others, and his investment has been a total loss, if it weren't for your mother's support."

"They can't survive long ago."

Wei Zhijie rubbed his eyebrows. No matter in the past life or in this life, his mother's natal family is a troublesome existence.

According to her mother, Nong Huiying, she only has a son named Wei Zhijie, so he is naturally a very precious son.

In addition, his elder brother and younger brother are not up to expectations.

Nong Huiying wanted to tie Wei Zhijie to his waistband and didn't want to let him out of sight for a moment.

But how could Wei Zhijie accept such an arrangement?

Including the design school, and later joining Yapai Furniture and doing home engineering, they were all the products of his struggle with his mother.

According to the memory of the parallel world, it was almost ten years later that Wei Zhijie made some achievements.

The relationship between mother and son has improved a lot.

Especially after Shi Yaqin gave birth to three children, Nong Huiying was so happy that she felt like she had lost her ability to practice the tuba.

She let Wei Zhijie go because she could practice the trumpet.

Ever since he obtained the memory of the parallel world, Wei Zhijie has been away working on projects all year round and only goes home once or twice a year.

What I get every time is nagging.

Let him subconsciously avoid the presence of his mother Nong Huiying.

As for my father, a Chinese teacher in a junior high school, he prepares lessons, attends classes, and works in the office every day, with almost no entertainment.

Wei Zhijie couldn't talk to him either.

On the contrary, his uncle was very kind to him and had endless things to say every time he went back to his hometown.

After all, Wei Zhijie is the next clan leader.

Wei Zhijie hesitated for a moment and asked, "How is uncle doing now?"

Nong Juan answered with some uncertainty: "It seems that there is a Hope Primary School that has not recovered its funds and owes workers several million in wages."

Wei Zhijie nodded. According to his memory, this was indeed the case.

Originally, there was an entrepreneur who planned to donate money to build ten hope primary schools in old areas of Guangxi Province.

But he had an accident.

After my uncle Nong Yifeng retired from the army in the early 1990s, he roped in some comrades to set up a construction company.

I did make a lot of money in the 1990s.

But all the money earned in the past was spent on this project, and now no one is paying for it for entrepreneurs.

He is having a hard time supporting himself now.

I can only take on other small jobs while figuring out how to get out.

Hey! What a small job!

Wei Zhijie asked Nong Juan: "Can uncle take over the job in a private villa?"

"Yes, last year Wang Feng's villa was built by your uncle's engineering team. His construction company is qualified. In his own words, using his company to build the villa is simply a waste of talents.

"

Nong Juan thought of something. She looked amused and said, "You men are all the same. You all want to become big. But you don't know the principle of taking things slowly and steadily."

Wei Zhijie ignored Nong Juan's teachings. He took out his mobile phone and looked through it for a long time before he found Nong Yifeng's phone number.

He dialed and the phone rang five times before the other party picked up.

You can still faintly hear the sound of someone scolding each other.

"Xiaojie? Why do you have time to call your uncle? I heard your mother say that you went to Qiong Province to work on a project? How is it? Do you have any good things to ask your uncle?"

Hearing the deep voice, Wei Zhijie's spirit was shaken.

Aunt Nongjuan is right. The aunts and uncles from the farm family have been really good to Wei Zhijie since they were young.

But as I grew up, I became a little rebellious and couldn't fit into their circle.

Aunt Nongjuan is one of the few people who has always had a good relationship with him.

Who told her to always stick to him first when she had delicious food since she was a child?

Wei Zhijie opened his mouth and swallowed the word "uncle". He said: "I recently heard from Aunt Juan about your current situation and asked if I can be of any help."

Nong Yifeng on the other side of the phone laughed: "Hey, my little brother has passed away. Tell me how many hundred thousand you have earned? Maybe you can really help me."

Wei Zhijie said leisurely: "More than 100 million."

"Yes, yes, one more, how much? More than one hundred million?" Nong Yifeng exclaimed.

The noise on the mobile phone side has quieted down.

Nong Yifeng asked eagerly: "Really, fake, have you done something bad?"

Wei Zhijie said depressedly: "Why don't you and Aunt Juan have the same moral character and not allow me to make tens or hundreds of millions in a reasonable and legal way?"

"I'm not joking with you. My uncle is in urgent need of five million, not three million. I will pay you back in about a year for the life-saving money."

Wei Zhijie looked at Nong Juan, nodded and said: "Please come to the account and solve the matter at hand first."

"I'm calling you to tell you one more thing. The installation masters at our construction site have all made money."

"It is estimated that one hundred and eighty private villas will be built in villages and towns near Tianyangtun in Baishi. I would like to ask you if you can take over. "

Nong Yifeng on the other side of the phone jumped up with excitement: "Yes, why not? We can build office buildings, and villas are a piece of cake."

"There are really one hundred and eighty buildings?"

"Yes, I will contact you later. Please send me your account number first."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone with her uncle Nong Yifeng, Nong Juan looked a little confused and said something leisurely.

"In the end, it was Xiaojie who gave the family a hand."

When Wei Zhijie saw the message from his uncle Nong Yifeng, he didn't waste any time and went to the master bedroom to turn on the computer.

Transfer all the 6.3 million in his private account to his uncle Nong Yifeng’s account.

Not long after, Wei Zhijie received a text message.
To be continued...