Rebirth 2004: I can make money by writing.

The next morning.

Hao Qiang drove his Porsche, left the rented house and arrived at Yuecheng Railway Station.

Around 8:40 am.

As the train slowly pulled into the platform, Hao Qiang's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated.

He stood at the exit, staring at every passenger who walked out of the station, looking for the two familiar faces.

Finally, Hao Qiang saw his parents in the crowd.

His parents were wearing simple and plain clothes, with innocent smiles on their faces and carrying large and small bags, which formed a sharp contrast with the passengers around them.

Hao Qiang immediately went up to them and quickly took over his parents' luggage.

"Dad, Mom, thank you for your hard work."

His parents saw how much their son had changed. He was dressed more elegantly and didn't look like a student from the countryside at all. He looked more like a child from a wealthy city family. They almost couldn't recognize him.

"Son, you have changed so much. It seems that city life is different." Hao Jianjun sighed, his eyes flashing with pride and relief.

"Yes, there are some differences." Liu Fengqing said so. She was very happy to see such changes in her son.

The family of three had just been chatting for a while near the exit station when a middle-aged passenger greeted Hao Jianjun: "Brother Han, is this your son? He looks very energetic."

"Haha, yes."

Hao Jianjun smiled and waved. He felt a little bored on the train and chatted with passengers in the same row. He said his last name was Han and did not want to reveal too much information to strangers.

He only said that his son had good grades and was studying at CUHK, but he did not mention his son's business. He knew that he could not take money when he was away from home.

Liu Fengqing saw that her husband was bragging, but she didn't expose him.

When Hao Qiang heard a stranger calling his father like that, he probably understood.

"What's your name, young man? Which university do you study at?"

The middle-aged traveler was a bit confrontational. He also came to Yuecheng to work and visit his son.

However, his son was studying at a college in Yuecheng, and he felt a little dissatisfied when he heard Brother Han bragging.

Hao Qiang noticed his father winking at him, and he immediately responded cleverly, "Uncle, my name is Han Li, and I'm currently studying at Zhongda University."

"Oh, Zhongda University, that's amazing." The middle-aged passenger smiled after hearing this, but then waved and left, looking a little lonely.

Seeing the passenger leave, Hao Jianjun patted his son's shoulder in appreciation: "Hey, that's pretty smart."

Liu Fengqing stood aside, rolled her eyes at her husband, and said with a hint of annoyance, "Seeing you bragging so much in the car, I couldn't stand it anymore. If it weren't for our son's cleverness, where would you put your face?"

Hao Jianjun smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to refute.

Hao Qiang laughed heartily when he heard this and took his parents to a nearby open-air parking lot. His parents were a little curious and asked, "Aren't you going to take the bus?"

When they arrived at the parking lot, his parents were surprised to see their son opening the trunk of a car.

The morning sun shines on the glittering Porsche Cayenne in front of us. The golden light and the streamlined design of the car body complement each other, making it particularly dazzling.

Moreover, this sky blue is really too eye-catching.

Passersby were also watching them curiously.

"Son, is this car yours or is it borrowed?" the father asked curiously, "Can you drive?"

"Look at this car, it's very beautiful. It should cost more than 200,000 yuan, right?" Liu Fengqing had never seen a Porsche. She just thought it was beautiful and had no idea about the price of the car. She only knew that a van cost 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, and a good sedan cost more than 100,000 yuan.

Hao Jianjun looked carefully and compared his son's car to the cars around the parking lot. He felt that his son's car was much higher grade. He also had some experience and shook his head and said, "It should be more than that."

Hao Qiang looked at his parents' puzzled eyes, nodded, and replied with a smile: "Dad, Mom, this car is mine. I earned it through my own hard work.

I have been learning to drive for a while and have already obtained my driver's license.

I'll explain it to you in detail later. It's all legitimate money, so don't worry, just get on board."

Hao Jianjun and Liu Fengqing looked at each other, their eyes full of relief and pride.

Hao Jianjun stroked the car body and said with emotion: "I never thought that my son would become so successful."

A warm smile filled Hao Qiang's face. He could feel the pride gleaming in his parents' eyes, which filled his heart with pride.

After putting the luggage away, he opened the back door and asked his parents to get in.

Before the parents got in the car, they gently rubbed the dust off their shoes, for fear of dirtying their son's car.

Seeing this scene, Hao Qiang couldn't help laughing. He gently comforted them, "Dad, Mom, it's okay. The car mat can be washed if it gets dirty. This is our own car. There's no need to be so particular."

Despite what their son said, the couple still insisted on cleaning their shoes, dusting off their bodies, and then carefully got into the car.

Hao Qiang sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

Inside the car, Hao Jianjun stroked the soft leather seats and marveled at them. Then, looking at the high-end interior, he felt that this car was extraordinary. He asked curiously:

"Son, what kind of car is this? It should be a luxury car, right?"

"A Porsche Cayenne, uh, it's a luxury car." Hao Qiang answered a series of questions from his parents while driving.

Hao Jianjun further asked: "How much does this car cost? It must be more than 200,000 or 300,000, right?

I saw a lot of passersby looking at your car just now, and they seemed to be very curious about it. I have never seen a car like yours or its logo before.

Hearing his son's words, Liu Fengqing was shocked: "This car is so expensive, son, where did you get so much money?

Didn’t you say you could make tens of thousands of dollars a month doing business?

Hao Qiang had no intention of hiding anything from his parents, but just let them learn the information slowly.

Someone would always tell them how much the car was worth.

"I made about 1.4 million yuan. I wrote three songs, and the ringtones were very popular, making me several million yuan. The hot pot restaurant also made a profit of over 100,000 yuan a month.

I didn’t tell you the details before because I was afraid you would worry.

Go back and take a shower, have some breakfast, and catch up on some sleep. Then I'll take you to our hot pot restaurant and have lunch." Hao Qiang said slowly, his parents must be exhausted after sitting on the train for more than ten hours.

The couple was more shocked the more they listened. A car worth 1.4 million yuan, and their son made millions!

The two of them took a deep breath and fell into extreme shock in an instant, like clay sculptures or wooden carvings.

A car worth millions, what does that mean?

He made millions just by selling songs, and more than 100,000 a month. Is money so easy to make?

Doesn't that mean their family is the richest in town?!

Hao Jianjun tried hard to calm the turmoil in his heart. He swallowed a few times and said in a voice filled with unconcealed surprise: "This car costs 1.4 million! My God!"

The night before last, he dreamed that his son was driving a car.

Unexpectedly, the dream came true!

What’s more, it’s even more exaggerated than a dream, a car worth millions!

If someone says "You're dreaming," he will definitely respond with "Dreaming is bullshit!"

"Oh my God!"

Liu Fengqing's eyes widened, his shock evident in his words. "Son, why did you buy something so expensive? Twenty or three hundred thousand is perfectly fine. You're such a spendthrift."

Hao Jianjun was amazed, shook his head and sighed: "Son, I agree with your mother on this point. Even if you can make millions now, can you guarantee that you can make so much in the future?

There is a saying that goes, "It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality."

If you spend millions to buy a house, I don’t think it’s a big deal, but there’s really no need to buy such an expensive car, after all, it will depreciate.

A car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars is already luxurious enough. In our town, I'm afraid no one owns such an expensive car.

I don’t think we can even find a million-dollar car in our county.”

To be honest, Hao Jianjun felt that if his family had a van, he could show off in front of the whole village.

After all, there are only two or three vans in the village, and no one has bought a car.

If I had a car worth more than 100,000 yuan, wow.

Hao Qiang smiled bitterly and made an excuse, saying, "Dad, Mom, it's business needs, there's nothing I can do."

"Who is so proud that he can't even look down on a car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars?"

Hao Jianjun was a little confused, but then he thought, "Forget it, I don't understand these things, just buy it. Anyway, don't spend money lavishly when you have money.

Some people win a big prize, but they don’t know how to cherish it and spend all the money in a short time.

I have no money and no ambition, and my life is worse than before. It would be worse if I had not won the lottery.

Your mother and I worked hard cutting sugarcane, earning only 20 or 30 yuan a day. I don't know how long it would take us to save up even a hundred thousand, let alone a million."

Having said that, Hao Jianjun is still very proud of his son. A car worth millions is an astronomical figure for him.

If he drove it home, I wonder how many people would be envious. I guess everyone in the town would know that Hao Jianjun's son had made a name for himself.

Next year on Qingming Festival, I must pay my respects to my ancestors’ graves.

Liu Fengqing sighed, "Son, is it really that easy to make money?"

"It's okay. Money is not that easy to make. I asked my parents to come over just to keep this family business." Hao Qiang drove leisurely, not fast, giving his parents enough time to appreciate the bustling city scenery outside the window.

The couple sat in their son's luxury car, with smiles and excitement on their faces. His family's ancestral grave was really smoking, and their son became a big boss and had a bright future.