The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

.02 yuan.

Song Youan sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the bank card balance displayed on the mobile phone screen for ten minutes!

The two Dazhao silver notes were actually exchanged for Huaxia currency through the inexplicably bound system, and were directly transferred into his bank card.

A loft leading to the Jokhang Temple;

A system that can exchange currency;

Song Youan slowly raised her head, the corners of her mouth were harder to suppress than AK. She was the chosen profiteer!

The next second, she quickly ordered the latest mobile phone online, Banana 16Pro Max 2TB!

Yuan, payment successful!

Yes, this money can be used!

Song Youan looked at the successful payment page and smiled with relief.

At this moment, the phone in his hand suddenly rang, and Song Youan was so scared that his hands trembled and he almost screamed.

Looking closely, it was Dad!

I breathed a sigh of relief and swiped right to answer the call: "Dad."

"Yuan, how's the cleaning going? If not, just wait until dad is off the day after tomorrow so he can help you clean up."

"No, this place is quite far from our home. Your old electric car ran out of power before we even left the city. I'll buy you a new one later."

"Why buy a new car? My current battery is just enough for commuting. Don't save the money Dad gave you. You just graduated and are looking for a job. You need to buy some decent clothes and shoes so you can look confident during the interview. Dad called you to remind you that it's your grandma's birthday tonight. Your uncle has reserved a table at the Platinum Hyatt Hotel, and Dad ordered a birthday cake from the mall next to the hotel. Remember to pick it up when you go over."

After listening to this, Song Youan sighed softly and asked helplessly, "Can I not go?"

Every time she saw her uncles and their families pretending to be rich, she felt like vomiting.

And those so-called grandparents were simply the most snobbish and patriarchal Qing Dynasty widows she had ever seen!

"Dad knows you don't like going to occasions like this, but today is your grandmother's 60th birthday. Just bear with it for a bit and let's go after dinner, okay?"

Feeling the embarrassment in her father's tone, although the two old guys didn't like her as a granddaughter, if she really didn't go, her father would definitely be ridiculed.

"Okay, I got it. Send me the address. But Dad, I still have to be frank. If they dare to talk nonsense again, I won't tolerate it at all."

"No, it's your grandma's birthday today, so be sensible."

Moderation? Song Youan sneered. Those people still talk to you about moderation?

She has always been the one who knows her limits, okay!

At 6:30 in the evening, Song Youan went to the cake shop to pick up a birthday cake worth 800 yuan. His father has always been frugal, but today was a special day, so he was willing to order such an expensive cake.

She also chose a gift for the old lady.

Song Youan walked into the private room twenty minutes later than the agreed time. She was late on purpose, thinking that everyone would be there and the dishes would be served by the time she arrived. She could just sit down and eat and leave after she was done.

The situation was pretty much as she expected.

Everyone is seated, and she is the last to appear!

"It took a while to get the cake, and my dad asked me to buy a gift for grandma. I spent a long time choosing."

She had a calm demeanor and was immune to the displeased looks of most people present. As she spoke, she placed the cake on the table at the door of the box, then walked straight to the empty seat next to her father and sat down.

She has experienced this kind of situation since she was a child and has long been able to handle it with ease.

"Tsk..." A scoffing sounded, and Second Aunt Guo Wanfang was the first to attack: "Third child is still the best. Every year for parents' birthdays, just buy a cake for them."

Second uncle Song Feng stood up, holding a bottle of Jin Man Lou's special supply. "Dad, Mom, I had to use a lot of connections to get this wine. It's nearly five thousand yuan a bottle and it's still in short supply. I made this especially for Mom's sixtieth birthday!"

"Look at you, why do you make a bottle of wine so expensive?" The old lady complained with a big smile on her face.

Song Feng smiled and said, "Good food must be paired with good wine. My eldest brother told me that for Mom's birthday this year, he booked a table here for 58,000 yuan. When I heard that, I knew it had to be Jin Man Lou!"

At this time, the eldest brother Song Yan also said with a smile: "I also told the second brother that 1,800 yuan of wine would be enough. Who knew he would spend this much effort? But I have to say, this wine is not easy to get. I can only drink it a few times a year."

"Brother, what I said, how can my two bottles of wine compare to your table of food? There are sea cucumbers and abalone!" Song Feng agreed.

The two sons vied with each other in showing their filial piety, and the old lady smiled so hard that her teeth were visible. It was a scene of brothers being friendly and respectful to each other, and a mother being loving and her sons being filial.

Song Youan secretly rolled her eyes, glanced at her father who was smiling awkwardly, and took out a box from her bag: "Grandma, my dad is busy at work today and didn't have time, so he asked me to buy you a gift."

"Hey, where's Zhou Fusheng? Did the third brother buy some small golden beans for mom?" Guo Wanfang raised her voice with sarcasm when she saw the packaging bag.

Song Youan ignored her and didn't stand up. She raised her hand and placed the gift on the turntable in front of her and turned it in front of the old lady.

The old lady curled her lips with a forced smile, picked up the gift and opened it. She was stunned when she saw a big gold bracelet inside.

The others were also stunned when they saw the bracelet in the old lady's hand.

"Oh my god, this big one must be worth 20,000 or 30,000!"

Song Huanyu, the eldest grandson of the Song family, who was sitting next to the old lady, snatched the bracelet away and bit it. "Oh, it's quite hard. Is it real?"

After saying that, he picked up the lighter on the table and started to practice alchemy in front of everyone.

Song Youan frowned slightly and said impatiently, "I always thought you weren't good at studying because your cerebellum was underdeveloped. I didn't expect you to be such a complete idiot!"

"Song Youan, how dare you talk like that!" Song Huanyu glared and said sternly.

Song Youan sneered: "Speak human words to people and dirty words to dogs!"

Everyone's face darkened, only Song Qi called out to his daughter softly: "You'an..."

The old lady looked at her with dissatisfaction: "He is your brother, how can you talk to your brother like that?"

A faint voice drifted out from the oppressive atmosphere: "No manners!"

It’s my aunt Liu Lijuan!

Song Youan's gaze shot out like a cold knife. "Well-mannered? He's my brother, sure, but my dad is his third uncle. But she's holding the gold bracelet my dad gave to grandma and asking if it's fake. Is that considered well-mannered? That aunt is truly well-mannered!"

"Youan, that's too much!" The old man finally spoke up. "You're usually so harsh with your words that even the elders can't say anything. But today you really went too far."

Everyone in the Song family knew that Song Youan was a sharp-tongued person who never suffered any loss, but he had always been quite sensible in the past and never said anything too harsh to embarrass others. This was the first time he had been so extreme as today.