I really didn’t want to be a warm man when I was reborn

Ninghai, Zhejiang Province.

Small bridges, flowing water, blue bricks and gray tiles, and boating on the river form streets along the water, and the river forms a town. The whole town is quiet and simple, like a Jiangnan ink painting with a strong ancient charm.

A beautiful and majestic red Audi A6 stopped in front of an old courtyard in the alley, attracting the attention of passers-by.

Zhang Wenjun, who was fashionably dressed and beautiful, got out of the car together with the female bodyguard.

She raised her head and looked at the place where she grew up, and an inexplicable emotion came to her heart.

At this time, the courtyard door was pushed open from inside, and a middle-aged woman about fifty years old came out.

She was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhang Wenjun, and said in surprise: "Xiaojun, why did you come back suddenly? Didn't you say you were busy with work this year and would come back later?"

"Mom!" Zhang Wenjun stepped forward and hugged her.

"The boss gave me a holiday in advance, so I came back early!"

Mother Zhang’s eyes fell on the red Audi A6 and the female bodyguard standing next to the car.

"Xiaojun, is this your car? And who is this?"

"Well, this is my new car."

Zhang Wenjun nodded, then she glanced at the female bodyguard and said, "This is my assistant."

"Hello, welcome to my home, come in quickly!"

Mother Zhang greeted her warmly, but there was a murmur in her heart.

Didn’t my daughter say she was working as an assistant for someone else? Why did she also have an assistant?

And where did she get the money to buy such an expensive car?

Zhang Wenjun was afraid of misunderstanding at home, so he didn't dare to say that he was working as Li Zhe's personal secretary. He only said that he was working as an administrative assistant.

The title of personal secretary is easy to confuse, while administrative assistant seems more formal.

"Mom, wait a minute, I'll get the things down."

Zhang Wenjun turned around and walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and together with the female bodyguard, took out the New Year's goods purchased one by one.

Looking at a pile of cigarettes, alcoholic drinks, supplements and boxes of high-end fruits, Zhang’s mother couldn’t help but say, “Why did you buy so many things? What a waste of money!”

Zhang Wenjun smiled and said: "The company's performance was good and I received a large year-end bonus, so I bought more things."

Mother Zhang wanted to teach her a few more words, when an auntie poked her head out from across the door.

"Xiaojun, are you back?"

As she spoke, her eyes couldn't help but fall on the Audi A6 and the pile of New Year's goods on the ground.

"Ah, I bought so many things! Xiaojun, your parents are enjoying your blessing."

"She makes some money and spends it randomly." Zhang's mother complained, but there was a smile on her face.

After exchanging pleasantries with their neighbors, the three of them walked into the yard carrying their things.

The small courtyard is not big, with three main rooms and two wing rooms. The house looks a bit old, and the decoration is still in the 1990s. The floor is made of blue bricks and is cleaned very clean. There are many flowers and bonsai placed in the courtyard.

Hearing the movement in the yard, a middle-aged man with a medium build, slightly fat body, wearing a pair of glasses and a bookish air walked out of the house.

"Dad, I'm back!" Zhang Wenjun said to the man with a smile.

…

In the afternoon, after a sumptuous lunch, Mother Zhang sent the guest (female bodyguard) to the east wing to settle down.

When she came back, she looked at Zhang's father and sat down next to Zhang Wenjun. The two of them assumed the posture of a three-chamber trial.

"Dad, Mom, why are you two so serious?" Zhang Wenjun felt a little uncomfortable when they looked at him.

Father Zhang asked in a deep voice: "What's going on with that car outside? Where did you get the money to buy such an expensive car?"

Zhang’s mother didn’t know much about cars and could only recognize the Audi logo. However, Zhang’s father knew a little about cars. When he went out and took a look, he immediately recognized the valuable Audi A6.

Zhang Wenjun said nonchalantly: "Dad, I can earn more than 200,000 yuan a year now, and a car is nothing."

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were both surprised when they heard this.

"More than two hundred thousand? Aren't you just an assistant? How can you get so much money?"

In this era, an annual income of more than 200,000 yuan is definitely considered a golden-collar class. You can buy a house in a small county in one year. Even in a first-tier city like Shanghai, you can buy a house (down payment) after working for two or three years.

Ten years later, it is no longer realistic to buy a house in Shanghai by working part-time.

Zhang Wenjun smiled and said: "Mom, I am the assistant to the president, not an ordinary employee. Our company is a major Internet company with tens of thousands of employees! The wages in the Internet industry are high, and my income in the company is at the lower-middle level."

"Even programmers with better skills can get more than me."

Mother Zhang immediately felt relieved after hearing this, "No wonder you insisted on staying in the big city. It seems that the big city is still developing."

Then, she turned to look at Father Zhang, "You also said that if Xiaojun comes back and becomes a teacher in this small town like you, what future can he have?"

Zhang's father seemed not to hear her words. He thought for a moment and said to Zhang Wenjun: "Your boss is a man, right? How old is he? Is he married?"

"Our boss is very young, only a year or two older than me."

"Only one or two years older than you?" Mother Zhang exclaimed in surprise.

"Didn't you say that your company is very large, with tens of thousands of people?"

"He started his business in his freshman year, and it took only three or four years to develop a small company into a first-class Internet company in China." Zhang Wenjun's tone was full of pride, and he looked proud.

"He is now the youngest billionaire in the country."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang felt a little unbelievable, "Then your boss is really amazing!"

Father Zhang has been observing Zhang Wenjun's expression, and he feels increasingly uneasy.

It is not a good thing for a girl to worship a man too much.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, Zhang Wenjun said quickly: "Mom, Dad, don't think too much. Our boss has a girlfriend, and they have a good relationship. They got married last year."

"Besides, even if I like them, they still don't like me!"

Mother Zhang smiled and said: "Our little Jun is so outstanding, what man can't be worthy of it?"

"Excellent? There are many girls in the world who are better than me!"

Father Zhang looked at his daughter and said, "So you guys just have a simple superior-subordinate relationship?"

"That's right, so don't think about it anymore!" Zhang Wenjun said this, but his eyes were a little dodgey.

"That's right!" Mother Zhang remembered something.

"The old Xia family in the next street, the Xiaodong who studied in the United States is back. I met him. This kid is more handsome than when he was a child, and he is still studying like that..."

"Columbia University." Father Zhang reminded from the side.

"Yes, Columbia University is also very good. How about you two meet?"

Zhang Wenjun was stunned for a moment and said: "Mom, I'm only 22 this year. Why are you so anxious to ask me to go on a blind date?"

Zhang's mother said disapprovingly: "22? You will be 23 during the Chinese New Year. If you delay it any longer, it will be delayed!"

"Besides, it's just a one-time meeting. Even if it doesn't work, you young people can still make friends!"

"But……"

"No buts, that's it!"

…

During the past few days at home during the Chinese New Year, Zhang Wenjun was extremely annoyed.

She is beautiful, well-educated, and has a good job. She works in a large company in a first-tier city and drives a luxury car at a young age.

When they heard that she was back, the ladies in the town came to her door one after another and enthusiastically introduced her to someone.

One said her nephew was excellent, the other said her nephew was also pretty good...

Zhang Wenjun has decided that she will never come back next year and will take her parents to Shanghai to spend the New Year.

However, how should she explain to them then, where did she get the money to buy such an expensive house?

Thinking of this, she had a headache again.

…

Northern Jiangsu, a small village.

Yuan Kun was also forced by his parents to go on a blind date.

A little girl from the next village who also works in a big city went home to celebrate the New Year. According to the matchmaker, the girl is in very good condition, is pretty, and earns a lot from working in a big city.

Yuan Kun rode his father's second-hand motorcycle to the next village, only to find a BMW 1 Series parked in front of the woman's house, as well as two motorcycles, and five or six people, including old people and young people, surrounding the door.

He parked his motorcycle aside and walked over.

Before Yuan Kun could ask, a boy took the initiative and said to him: "You are also here for a blind date, right?"

"You too?" Yuan Kun asked.

The boy nodded, "You came too late. The little girl had four dates in the morning, and she was already tired."

After a pause, he motioned to the BMW and whispered, "I guess the one driving the BMW is the most interesting."

When it was Yuan Kun's turn, the little girl was really impatient.

The two briefly chatted for a few words. After learning that Yuan Kun had no house or car in the city, and his salary was only two to three thousand, the little girl even ignored her.

Yuan Kun was also very sensible and immediately said goodbye.

The blind date failed, but he didn't feel any loss at all.

This girl grew up pretty well, but a girl who didn't even have a transfer degree was able to gain a foothold in a big city and earn a lot of money.

This way of making money is very questionable.