After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

Chapter 449

Ding Junzhe and Dong Wanwan's flattery did not make Chen Pingan swell up.

He knew very well what his abilities were, and no matter how nicely he described them, they were just a way for him to fool others.

But if he could make money by borrowing other people's money, that's what he wanted to do.

However, facing his classmates and senior students, he still declined.

How much pocket money can they have?

It only adds up to a few hundred thousand at most, so there's no need.

After returning home, Chen Pingan thought about it for a long time and finally realized that there must be a problem between Dong Wanwan and Huo Shiyun.

But this matter should have nothing to do with him.

If Huo Shijun was willing to help, it's been almost a month now, and she should have told him whether she had contacted the senior students.

There is still no news until now, which can only mean one thing, that is, Huo Shijun did not help to ask.

There is no other possibility.

Otherwise, given her relationship with Dong Wanwan, it is impossible that Dong Wanwan knew nothing.

"Also, why is Senior Dong suddenly interested in me?"

Thinking of this, he muttered to himself: "I'm only 19 years old!"

Ding Junzhe must have been forced!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

I felt a little proud in my heart. Finally, someone liked me, and she was a rich girl.

To be honest, Dong Wanwan's conditions are really good.

He has recently gained a deeper understanding of some brands, and Sister Dong's clothes and jewelry are definitely worth more than six figures.

It’s a pity that it’s really not time for him to have a girlfriend yet.

What he needs is not love, what he cherishes is family affection.

As for love...

Love at first sight is without exception just a desire for someone's body.

He has seen too much from Fang Hongjun.

If you really think about it, as long as you have money, what kind of woman can't you get?

……

The Chinese New Year is just a few days away, and the festive atmosphere in Beijing has already emerged.

Chen Pingan did not do anything during this period.

He didn't want to take risks.

If he followed the trend in his memory, he could have opened a position at this time, but he did not do so.

After the Chinese New Year holiday, according to the market's usual nature, a big drop after the holiday is basically visible.

He didn't want to endure the drastic fluctuations in just a few days.

So he just stayed at home with his family to prepare things for the New Year.

In addition, he also prepared four big red envelopes.

It was given to him and Huihui's bodyguards respectively, 10 each.

Because Shaoji was alone, he had nowhere to go at home.

Ah Qi told Chen Pingan that Uncle Tang had agreed to let him go home to visit, so he would let Daozi and Shaoji continue to follow him for the next period of time.

Chen Ping'an nodded in agreement, and then prepared a red envelope for Daozi.

Let’s prepare to celebrate the New Year happily.

……

"Hey, Zhidie."

"Second sister? How do you have time to call me?" Fang Zhidie's voice was a little lazy, and she really needed a rest.

She is not like other actors. They have many film contracts or are busy running around for promotions, but she doesn't have much to do.

Not only did he receive film remuneration, but he also received dividends from his shares in Fang Group a few days ago.

What's more, she is the daughter of the Fang family, and Shengsheng Culture Media also belongs to the Fang family.

She is not an ordinary artist and has no salary except for the basic salary.

At least she still has a salary of 40,000 to 50,000 yuan every month.

If you have money, why work?

Fang Jinglei thought to herself, if it wasn’t the New Year, no one would bother with you.

"Chinese New Year is coming soon. I want to ask if you want to come and spend the New Year with Mom."

Fang Jinglei asked simply and bluntly.

Fang Zhidie chuckled and said, "Why don't you go back to Yuncheng for the New Year?"

Fang Jinglei stood up and stood in front of the window, looking at her mother's room opposite. She frowned and said, "Just tell me whether you're coming or not."

Fang Zhidie hesitated and said, "I probably won't leave the capital. 'A Thought of Heaven and Hell' has already wrapped filming and will be airing in the next few days. I might have to attend the ceremony."

Fang Jinglei has never been comfortable mentioning this name.

To her, Shengsheng Culture Media was just an investor. They had the rights to adapt the film, so they could change it however they wanted...

"Congratulations on wrapping up." Fang Jinglei congratulated lightly, and then continued to ask: "What I want to know is whether you will come to the courtyard to celebrate the New Year with Mom.

Just tell me you're coming or not."

Fang Zhidie stammered, "Sister, I won't go over. I have other things to do."

Fang Jinglei hung up the phone quickly and then called Fang Miaoxuan again.

She was right not to have much hope for this fourth sister.

Fang Miaoxuan's answer consisted of only two words.

"Don't go."

Fang Jinglei, who was as diligent as an old watchdog, still held on to a glimmer of hope when she finally called Fang Qingyan.

But Fang Qingyan's reply was just that it depends on the time. She has been very busy recently, supervising the warehouse or her own warehouse to keep an eye on the shipment every day.

If you have time, come to Beijing. If you don’t have time, stay in Yuncheng and spend the New Year with your father Fang Junhong.

When she suggested that her other two sisters in Beijing accompany their mother for the New Year, Fang Jinglei didn't even mention that she had already made the call.

With just a simple "hmm", the two ended the call.

In the courtyard, Fang Jinglei had already prepared New Year's goods and had someone clean the yard.

She even bought couplets and lanterns.

She had heard that for this kind of courtyard house, lanterns had to be lit during the New Year celebrations until after the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month.

The Chinese New Year is just a few days away.

But she could never contact or find Chen Pingan.

Thinking about the scene of the whole family eating together around the dining table during the Chinese New Year last year, her eyes couldn't help but become moist.

I still remember that during last year’s Chinese New Year, the whole family was smiling, even Ping An was smiling.

Father Fang Junhong gave each of them the same red envelope.

However, the red envelopes that the daughters gave to Fang Hongjun were several times more than those given to Ping An.

She remembered that she had only given five thousand yuan.

This is no different from the red envelopes given by ordinary well-off families in Yuncheng.

But the money given to Fang Hongjun was 50,000 yuan.

Now I can’t remember what I was thinking at that time, but it’s all in the past.

Her dilemma now is that she can neither take her mother to the Zhao family to celebrate the New Year, nor can she persuade her mother to go to Yuncheng to celebrate the New Year with her father.

As a result, the huge yard seemed very deserted.

She shook her head and sighed.

He put on his coat, opened the door of his room, and walked towards his mother's room.

Zhao Wei has been taking medicine for a period of time and now behaves no differently from a normal person.

But Fang Jinglei didn't dare to provoke her at all.

"Mother?"

She knocked lightly on the door.

"Leilei, come in, the door is not locked." Zhao Wei's voice rang out from the room.

Fang Jinglei pushed the door open and walked in.

Zhao Wei was leaning on the sofa, drinking a glass of red wine.

Fang Jinglei was shocked when she saw this, "Mom, how can you drink?"

She walked over and tried to snatch the wine glass from Zhao Wei's hand.