Reborn as a rich woman: rich and leisurely

Lin Jing's villainous heart was even more worried, "My money will be available in a few days. It doesn't matter if I buy the house a few days later."

"If this landlord is in a hurry, it doesn't matter if he changes to another one."

Zhong Zhentao just smiled. "Don't you like it? It's rare to find the right one, why do you care if the money is borrowed?"

"It's just our first meeting. Do you believe that I can pay back such a large amount?" Lin Jing couldn't believe that the other party had pure good intentions.

In any era, the people who borrowed money were all grandsons, and there were no people who were rushing to borrow money.

"It's okay." Zhong Zhentao didn't force it, "It's two days late, it's just two days late. I was too impatient."

Lin Jing breathed a sigh of relief. She was not keen on the matter of owing favors for no reason. She was also wary and repulsive towards Zhong Zhentao. "It doesn't matter if Uncle Zhong is busy with other things. We can look after the house ourselves."

"You still want to see it?" Zhong Zhentao was a little surprised.

Then as if he remembered something, he said, "That's right. Qin Zichuan said that you and your relatives want to buy a few houses."

"He helped you pay attention to a few houses earlier, and I also paid attention to a few houses. After dinner, we will continue to look at the houses."

Lin Jing was a little uncomfortable, not sure what Zhong Zhentao's temper was, so she politely said: "If you are busy, tell me the address, and we can find it ourselves."

Zhong Zhentao was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Uncle offered to lend you money, are you scared?"

Lin Jing wanted to show off her feelings, but finally nodded honestly, "We just met for the first time, so it's unreasonable."

"I heard Qin Zichuan mentioned you." Zhong Zhentao said.

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and he glared at his sister. Everyone exposed the liar: I just said there was something wrong with you.

Lin Jing ignored the childish elder brother and said "Oh" casually.

"He said that the kettle with blue waves and branches was originally yours."

Lin Jing didn't know why he mentioned the donated antique, so she nodded slightly and said, "Yeah."

"Do you know how much that thing is worth?"

Lin Jing said: "I probably know."

"Probably know?"

"It seems to be around two hundred thousand."

Lin Yun, who was eating and drinking next to him, turned his attention and said, "Why two hundred thousand?"

Lin Jing said: "The kettle I got by accident is an antique and is worth more than 200,000 yuan."

"What about the kettle?" Lin Yun asked. He had to take a good look at the kettle, which was more expensive than a house.

Lin Jing shrugged, "Donated."

"Donated?" Lin Yun was glad that there was nothing in his mouth at the moment. He knew that his sister spent money generously. Is this generous? This is not treating money as money! "You donated more than 200,000 yuan just as you said you would?"

"I donated it to the museum. I heard that it was a funerary object, which is inherently unlucky. Putting it in the museum can remove evil spirits."

Lin Yun still had a look of disbelief on his face. Even if it is a burial object, it is still a good thing if it is worth two hundred thousand. He said to himself: "You are not my sister. My sister likes money."

Lin Jing... I have to say that as a brother, you still understand your sister.

"Qin Zichuan said that the thing was originally a set. It was stolen and then moved to Qi City. I just returned it."

Lin Yun was even more anxious. Hundreds of thousands of things were gone when he opened his mouth and shut up. Who else could be so careless? "Just believe whatever he says. You must have been deceived by that pretty boy!"

"I just said you can't trust good-looking men, you--"

Sister, wake up.

Things worth more than 200,000 yuan are not cabbage on the roadside. Think about who in your family has more than 200,000 yuan?

After calming down and thinking about it, Lin Yun found that he had it now.

Although he has the passbook in his hand, and the amount on it is more than 200,000, he only has the right to own it, not to use it, and the password is in his sister's hand.

woo woo woo...

As a factory director, he has to keep accounts for his two hundred yuan allowance a month, otherwise he won't have two hundred yuan next month.

As a result, my sister spent 200,000 yuan just for a pretty boy.

Compared with the pretty boy, he only has a little bit of face.

No...

Seeing Lin Jing's sharp eyes, Lin Yun's words to express his protest in a tactful way became: "As long as you are happy."

Zhong Zhentao explained to Lin Jing.

The thing is not fake, at least the donation is a real donation, and the things are not deceived by some pretty boy.

"When Qin Zichuan brought the pot to my grandfather, my grandfather recognized it at a glance as a cultural relic unearthed from the tomb of King Jin. It was the same batch of cultural relics unearthed before liberation as the existing cultural relics in the museum..."

Zhong Zhentao briefly introduced the item, "When my grandfather got the kettle, he wanted to buy it himself, but unfortunately he didn't have so much money."

Understand, most people in China have no money at this time.

Even if the per capita income of the imperial capital is higher than that of ordinary cities, it is not easy to come up with 200,000 yuan.

"I feel ashamed to say it. Although my grandfather did not have so much money, my father and several uncles were able to scrape together so much money. Several of our grandchildren also made a lot of money through the family's resources."

"But two hundred thousand is not a small amount. If we collect it ourselves, it will still be ours in the future and it can become a family fortune. But grandpa wants to buy it and donate it to the country, but none of our family members are willing."

Lin Jing nodded in agreement, "I wouldn't be willing either."

Lin Yun said angrily: "Then you donated it?"

Lin Jing explained honestly: "If I bought it for 200,000 yuan, I would be reluctant to donate it after spending so much hard-earned money on it, but I got it by accident by collecting scraps, let alone 200,000 yuan, two It didn’t cost a hundred dollars, so I would definitely be more willing to do it.”

Lin Jing did not praise herself as being too noble, nor did she say anything bad about Zhong Zhentao.

Human nature.

Donating is morally high, not donating is not morally low.

Zhong Zhentao smiled, "Thank you."

Lin Jing: "I didn't donate it to you."

"Thank you for helping my grandpa fulfill his wish."

Lin Jing said: "It should be."

"I donated it to the country, not to your grandfather, but because of your grandfather's high ideological consciousness."

Lin Jing also admires such seniors who want to buy cultural relics and donate them to the country.

Because he got it accidentally by collecting scraps and did not really donate the money, Lin Yun also accepted the reality.

After all the donations, could he still challenge his sister?

Look at the house, keep looking at the house.

Mr. Jing, who wants to be a housekeeper, is laying the foundation for future wealth under the scorching sun.

Only by enduring the hardships of today can you enjoy the blessings of tomorrow with peace of mind.

After several days of running, Lin Jing identified four houses. Except for the one she decided on the first day, the next three houses were about a hundred square meters in size, with small yards, clear property rights, and no tenants.

The two apartments near Tiananmen Square are in a good location, but they are also more expensive, costing 110,000 yuan each. Unfortunately, there is no central heating or sewerage, so it is not that comfortable for people to live in.