The Fang family's business involves a wide range of industries, no matter what aspect it is involved in. In addition to companies from all walks of life, they also have a lot of land in their hands, and even a whole building in the most prosperous commercial center!
At the bottom of the building, in front of a facade facing the street, Fang Yan stood blankly on the road, looking up at the ten-story building, unable to close his mouth in surprise.
After a long time, he stretched out his hand and squeezed his face hard. It was painful and true.
After confirming the authenticity, Fang Yan became more confused.
He looked back at Mother Fang in a daze, seeing her gentle expression, he couldn't believe it in his heart, let go of her hand again, clenched his little hand into a fist, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then blinked vigorously , this building is still standing in front of him and has not disappeared.
"This... This is our family... Our family?!" Fang Yan asked softly, but in the end, he still couldn't hold back, and suddenly raised the end of his voice.
Mother Fang smiled and nodded: "That's right, the whole building belongs to our family."
Fang Yan let out a "wow", he looked up at the building in front of him, his mouth couldn't close in surprise, and he lost all language.
He only knew that his family was rich, but the fruit and vegetable garden, breeding garden, and research center were too far away and unfamiliar to him. He didn't really feel it until he saw the whole building in front of him!
He remembered that when he was still in the village, if he wanted to see such a tall department store building, he had to take a long, long drive to the city to see it—the department store in the city was not so new! so high!
He knows a little bit about the prices of this kind of department store. Although their village is poor, there are many rich people. Some people have thought of renting a shop in such a department store for elites, but they have asked clearly about this kind of shop. After one year's rent, they were scared back immediately, and this became a topic of conversation in their village for a long time.
The one-year rent is an astronomical figure—at least for the people in their village, it is an amount that is unimaginable, but there are countless shops like this in such a department store. …
Fang Yan's head froze.
He used to think that the person who owns such a department store must be the richest person in the world, but he never expected that such a powerful department store would be owned by himself!
While his head froze, he thought anxiously: His worth seems to be much higher than he imagined...
"Yanyan, this building is not what Mom wants to show you." Mother Fang said helplessly, "Look at the store in front of you. This is what Mom wants to show you."
Only then did Fang Yan come back to his senses.
He lowered his head slowly, keeping his gaze parallel to the ground, and he finally got a clear view of the storefront under renovation in front of him.
The storefront is being renovated, and the workers are moving the shelves inside. They haven't even hung up the signboard, so they can't tell what kind of store it is.
He turned his head in doubt, and looked at Fang's mother in confusion: "Mom?" He didn't understand what Fang's mother wanted him to see.
Mother Fang smiled and said, "Yanyan has memorized the location, this will be your shop from now on."
It turned out to be watching this! Fang Yan suddenly realized, and was about to nod, when he suddenly realized what she meant, and the mouth that had just closed grew bigger again.
"My, my, my...my shop?!" Fang Yan said in disbelief, he subconsciously grabbed Fang's mother's hand, his face full of panic. Seeing Fang Mu nodding, he still couldn't help repeating: "Mine?!"
This is... a store!
In their village, even the richest people can't open a shop if they want to!
He actually got it so easily? !
Fang Yan looked at the store in front of him in a daze, only feeling that all the scenes in front of him were blurred, as if he was dreaming, his whole body was like stepping on cotton candy, he was dizzy, he couldn't find anything to stand firm s position.
He threw himself into Fang Mu's arms in a daze.
Mother Fang hugged him funny, nodded again and repeated: "That's right, this will be Yanyan's shop from now on."
"But..." But this is too expensive...
Even if it was a gift from his mother, Fang Yan did not dare to accept it.
"It's not expensive at all, this is what Yanyan should have." Fang's mother touched his head and said, "Your two elder brothers don't get less than you. This is just a storefront. Xiao Huai and Xiao Huai Ke has more in his hands than you, so don’t worry too much about it, this is what our children deserve.” In fact, if it wasn’t for fear of scaring the youngest son, she and her husband would have given the whole building to him. What about the son.
Every Fang family member was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. From the time of birth, they have a part of the property of the Fang family. When they were just born, a fund was established under each person's name. As they grew up, , There will be countless assets gradually transferred to their names. Up to now, Fang Ke and Fang Huai have countless assets under their names. As for the younger son, Fang's mother is still sorting out with her husband.
The family business is inherited by the eldest son, and Yanyan has suffered from hardships since he was a child. They don't expect much from him, they only need him to grow up safely, healthy, healthy and happy. Therefore, when sorting out some of the assets, I tried to choose stable real estate as much as possible, without too much risk. Even if Yanyan wants to be a carefree little dude in the future, the rent of those real estates alone can make the He lived a prosperous life.
After ten years, I have missed a lot. Although the younger son is back, he still doesn't know much about their family, and occasionally shows a bit of inferiority. Fang's mother didn't want Yanyan to look down on herself, besides constantly encouraging her youngest son, the fastest thing was to let Yanyan know how "worthy" she was.
This is the simplest and crudest way.
From the fruit and vegetable garden, breeding garden, research center, and the current small storefront, as well as countless assets in the future, the mother carefully prepared for the youngest son.
To let Yan Yan accept it, but still need to buffer for a while.
So after she finished speaking, she waited patiently, waiting for her younger son to recover by himself.
She waited for a long time before she heard the little son in her arms carefully say: "Mom..."
"Um?"
"I... I..." Fang Yan raised his head and looked at her with teary eyes: "But I... I can't pay the rent..."
He was heartbroken and very sad, tears were already faltering in his eye sockets, and they were almost about to fall.
He was originally rich, with a piggy bank of money, but later, all the money was given to Gu Rong, and until now, there is not a penny left.
Brother Gu said that his piggy bank would turn into ten or a hundred little golden pigs and return to him, but...but...he still hasn't seen it yet!
The more Fang Yan thought about it, the sadder he became, and he couldn't hold back his tears any longer. With a "wow", he burst into tears.
Mother Fang was frightened by his tears.
She squatted down in a hurry, took out a handkerchief to wipe the face of the younger son, and wiped away all his tears. Finally, seeing the red eyes and nose of the younger son, as well as the still sad little face, she couldn't laugh or cry: "Yanyan, when did mom say she was going to ask you for rent?"
"Huh?" Fang Yan sniffed, and was out of the situation for a while: "No rent?"
"Of course, this is Yanyan's store, which belongs to Yanyan. How could Yanyan need rent for using Yanyan's own things?"
Fang Yan looked at her in a daze.
Fang's mother said: "This is like Yanyan's magical space. The space belongs to Yanyan. Yanyan can do whatever he wants in his own space without spending money. This store also belongs to Yanyan. Spend money. Treat Yanyan as if it were your own space, and that’s it.”
Now Xia Yan finally understood.
Leaning in Fang Mu's arms, he looked back at the storefront under renovation, and suddenly felt a little different.
Just like space, this is his shop!