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Tycoon Spurt Chapter 517

Wu Jun stood patiently in front of the stall without rushing, waiting for the old lady to pass the count.

“16 pairs of gloves is 160, 13 scarves is 260, the total is ……”

The old lady said, from the pocket took out a senior citizen machine, open the above self-calculator counted: “A total of 420 yuan, you give me 400 on the line.”

“Don’t, you cold days out to sell this is not easy, how much on how much.”

Wu Jun put the two loaded bags into the boot, felt out his wallet, took out five 100’s and handed it to the old lady, “Ma’am, I don’t have any change on me.”

“Someone just bought a pair of gloves, I gave him all the change, I can’t find this much.”The old lady took the money and counted it, and said, “I will go to the side of old Zhang where to change some change, very soon, you wait for me for a while.”

Wu Jun said: “You take it first, I will go back to the car to find, see if there is any change.”

Wu Jun got into the car, closed the door, pressed the window, probed and said to the old lady: “Ma’am, there is no change in the car, no need to look for it, you take it, I have to hurry up and go, a moment for me to shoot a parking violation, the fine will be more than that.”

Wu Jun finished a sentence, not waiting for the old lady to react to drive away.

“Hey, young man, don’t go!”The old lady chased after a few steps and saw that Wu Jun had no sign of stopping, then she stopped and watched Wu Jun walk away.

The old lady carefully touched the banknotes in her hand again, and after determining that the five 100’s received were not fake, she felt warm in her heart.

Who said that the rich second generation has no good people?

I have met one today.

Next, Wu Jun swept through all the items of the old people who set up stalls at night in several nearby blocks.

Of course, he is not to see what to buy, buy things also pick object.

He bought, all look 60 years old up, the kind of sell their own handmade products of the elderly.

If the stall owner old man see him well-dressed, and driving a luxury car, with him to ask for a high price, Wu Jun will not say anything, will also pack all the things, just how much on how much, will not be like the first old lady to give more money.

Has been the boot stuffed full, the back seat also put a lot of things, Wu Jun this only stopped this sweeping shopping.

Driving on the road again, Wu Jun’s inner gloomy mood swept away, fingers on the steering wheel beat gently bouncing, and even began to hum a little song.

Happy, happy from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of happiness originated from the fact that he helped others, this happiness originated from the fact that he felt that he should be appreciated.

Wu Jun seemed to have so captured the meaning of life and wealth at this moment.

He finally found out that after having money, how to live is valuable.

Following the initial goal of making money, Wu Jun found the next stage.

In general terms, it is to be a valuable person to the society.

If this concept is bigger and harder to achieve, then take a step back and be a person who can bring warmth and hope to others.

For example, a group of relatives of Old Ma’s family, his own side of the family, so that they can be clothed, fed, and live a decent life, and do not have to worry about money in this life.

For example, the thousands of employees of Junheng Group, fight for better treatment for them.

Another example, the villagers of the hometown Xiao Wu Zhuang, bring them out of poverty and become rich.

Billions of huge deposits existed in the bank, no one made Wu Jun feel very happy.

Perhaps, only the miser will look at the bank card daily dramatic increase in the amount of pleasant laughter!

The other extreme of the miser is the “money scattering boy”, these two are not the type that Wu Jun wants to be.

While making money himself, he could help more people to lead a better life, which was the most ideal state.

He thought of the helplessness he felt when he was short of money when his father was seriously injured and hospitalised a year ago, and he thought of the tears he had shed in the hallway that day.

Wu Jun’s goal is clearer, to earn more money, to help more people, to do his best to make the hospital less tears.

There are two diseases in the world that have no cure, one is cancer and the other is “poor disease”.

Wu Jun does not dare to say to drive the whole country to get rich and run for prosperity, but to drive the people around him out of poverty, he is still confident.

Tesla is no longer aimless, Wu Jun took a look at the car’s power, can still run hundreds of kilometres, straight out of the city’s high-speed exit and go.

On the road, Wu Jun gave Angel a phone call, told her that she went back to her hometown for a few days, and could not transport her to and from work.

At the same time, he also gave Dong Li Zhu a phone call, and explained to her the matter of transporting Angel to and from work, to create more opportunities for contact between the two people.

When Wu Jun drove back to Xiao Wu Zhuang, it was already more than nine in the evening.

In the past, once it was seven or eight o’clock in the evening, there were few people walking on the streets of the village.

There is no street light in the village, the small mountain village is silent like a deserted village.

Now, with the Hongfu farm and Junheng 998 winery stationed, the village has been revitalised, so late in the village centre of the shops on both sides of the road are still in business.

Thinking of these changes originated from their own, Wu Jun inner very sense of achievement.

Before leaving to move into a new home, the car can be driven directly into their own compound, Wu Jun drove directly to the door of their own villa.

Hearing him honking the horn, the automatic gate of the villa slowly opened.

Wu Jun just drove into the courtyard, Ma Dongmei came out from the house.

Wu Jun opened the door and got out of the car and greeted playfully, “Mum, you look good recently.”

“Aiya, our family Wu Dong finally remembered that he still has a mum in the village.”Ma Dongmei looked at her son with squinted eyes and complained, “People say that marrying a daughter-in-law forgets your mother, you have not married yet and you have forgotten all about your mother.”

Two months have passed since Wu Jun sent Shen Yingxing on a side trip to Nippon.

He was busy cutting the leeks of the Japanese people when he was in Benzene, and then he was busy settling Angel and setting up the group company after he returned to China.

Wu Jun hadn’t been home for more than two months, and he didn’t blame his old mum for complaining.

“Mum, I miss you.”Wu Jun was cheeky and smiled as he went up to hug his old mum.

A simple hug dissolved all of Ma Dongmei’s grievances.

Ma Dongmei also knew that her son was busy with his career, she just complained on her lips, but in her heart, she actually felt sorry for her son’s hard work.

This time her son came back, Ma Dongmei found that he was thinner than before he left.

Ma Dongmei pulled open her son, took a closer look, and said with a look of heartache: “Did not eat it? Your father and I just finished eating, he went to the old village chief’s house to visit the door, I’ll go to cook for you, you first go back to the house to sit for a while.”

“Help me unload the stuff in the car first.”Wu Jun let go of his old mum and turned towards the car.

Ma Dongmei was happy to see the boot full of big bags.

Son is still very filial, gone for so many days, come back still know to buy gifts for himself, also sold so many at once.

When you see the big bag inside all the knitted gloves, scarves, insoles, cloth shoes, warm ears ……

The expression on Ma Dongmei’s face became wonderful: “These …… these are all brought back by you all the way from Nippon?”

“Er ……” Wu Jun was said so by his old mum, his look was a bit awkward.

If he was honest, his mum would still think he was crazy.

Wu Jun nodded his head and said, “Yes, they are all handmade products from Nipponbenzene, this is not the weather is cooler, I thought to buy you and my dad something to keep you warm.”

“Son, you can ……,” Ma Dongmei said in a good and funny way, “You are really a big warmer!”