10 Million Yuan

Early the next morning, Chen Jing went out and called his class teacher to ask for a day off.

He didn't tell anyone the truth. He just boarded the high-speed train to the provincial capital alone.

At the same time, his Second Uncle, Chen Yisong, received a call at his house.

"Hello..." Chen Yisong was lazy. It was a rare day of rest, and he was still not up.

"Boss Chen is still not up?" A young man's voice came from the phone.

Chen Yisong recognized who it was the moment he heard the voice. He immediately perked up. "So it's Young Master Wang. Why are you calling me so early in the morning?"

Young Master Wang's full name was Wang Yaohua. He was the son of the Real Estate King of Mingyang City, Wang Yongxin.

He was also the person who wanted to buy the old building that was Chen Jing's house the most.

"I heard that Chen Yiyuan came to borrow money from you yesterday. You didn't lend them money, right?" Wang Yaohua's voice on the phone was cold.

"Of course not. How could I lend them money?" Chen Yisong smiled apologetically and said, "After listening to Young Master Wang's words, even if we are brothers, I can't lend him money."

"That's good." Wang Yaohua was slightly gratified. Then, he said, "However, this is not enough. You'd better help to persuade him."

"Understood. I will do my best," Chen Yisong promised.

Why was he so polite to Wang Yaohua?

The reason was that he was also in the real estate business. He made his fortune in the early years by partnering with people to buy land and build buildings, and then sell commercial houses. He was considered a small developer, and from this, he made his first profit.

If he wanted to do real estate in Mingyang City, he had a chance to do it in the past.

But now, the basic structure had been taken over by the big shots. If the small developers wanted to make money, they would have to depend on the Wang Family.

For the old building of Chen Jing's family, Wang Yaohua also promised Chen Yisong. If he could successfully persuade Chen Yiyuan's family to sell the old building, then Chen Yisong would have a chance to take another piece of land and earn another sum of money.

"Speaking of which, Chen Yiyuan is your biological brother, Boss Chen. If I let you do this, I won't make things difficult for you, right?" Wang Yaohua asked tentatively over the phone.

Chen Yisong said, "What is there to make things difficult for? My biological brother is clear about the accounts. Moreover, my brother is indeed too greedy. I am also in the real estate business and I understand the market situation. Young Master Wang, it is indeed very generous of you to offer six million, but he still wants to sit on the ground and raise the price. This kind of greedy and insatiable face, even I, as his younger brother, can't stand it."

"That's right. Boss Chen has a heart of justice."

"It's nothing, just a matter of fact."

After chatting for a while more, Chen Yisong hung up the phone and got out of bed.

He couldn't help but sneer when he remembered that Chen Yiyuan had gone to several houses last night, but still couldn't borrow money.

"In this day and age, who would lend you money if there are no benefits?"

Chen Yisong muttered to himself as he put on his clothes. He looked at a bedside table beside him -- the Wang Family of the Real Estate King had given him a big red packet in order to rope him in.

A full 100,000 yuan.

All the Wang Family wanted to do was to let Chen Yiyuan's family sell the property.

They didn't want to do anything harmful, so Chen Yisong took the money with a clear conscience.

"If I help an outsider, I can get 100,000 yuan and give him a piece of land. But if I help my family, not only will I not get a single cent, but I will also have to lend him money. Anyone with a bit of brain wouldn't choose the latter. So, you can't blame me for this."

After Chen Yisong put on his clothes, he opened the cabinet door and prepared to save the money.

However, when he opened the bedside table door, he saw that it was empty. The originally brand new bag of money was actually empty.

Bang!

Chen Yisong was so angry that he kicked the bedside table door, breaking it. "Where's the money?"

His wife, Jian Yunchun, was startled awake. "What's wrong? Why are you so angry in the morning?"

"Where's the money? Where's the 100,000 yuan in the bedside table?"

"How would I know? Can it fly if you put it in the bedside table?"

Jian Yunchun also got up. She also knew that there was 100,000 yuan in the bedside cabinet, but when she got up and looked, there was indeed not a single piece left.

"This... There's no reason for it to be missing. There were people at home all day yesterday. It's impossible that there was a thief," Jian Yunchun said.

Chen Yisong let out a sigh of relief and called his son.

He had a son and a daughter. The daughter was called Chen Ying. She was 20 years old and was a sophomore in college.

Her son was 19 years old and his name was Chen Jian. He was one year older than Chen Jing. Last year, because he did not get into a good university, he repeated his studies for another year. Now, he was also in his third year of high school.

Yesterday, he was also at home.

"What's wrong, Dad? Why did you call me up so early in the morning?" Chen Jian wore pajamas and looked tired. His dark circles were extremely heavy.

"Have you moved the money that I put in the bedside table?" Chen Yisong asked directly.

"Money? What money? How much money?" Chen Jian asked.

Seeing that he didn't know anything, Chen Yisong immediately dismissed him as a suspect. After all, he was his own son, and he believed that he wouldn't do such a thing.

"There was someone at home yesterday, so it was impossible to be stolen. How could that 100,000 yuan disappear without a trace?" Jian Yunchun didn't suspect her son at all, only thinking of other possibilities.

"What? 100,000 yuan? Dad, you lost 100,000 yuan? Where did you lose it?" Chen Jian's sleepiness seemed to have suddenly disappeared. He widened his eyes.

"Where else? At home. I just put it in the bedside table. I looked at it yesterday morning, but it disappeared this morning!" Chen Yisong's face was full of anger.

At this moment, Jian Yunchun thought of a possibility. "Yisong, your brother brought Chen Jing to our house yesterday. Could it be..."

"It shouldn't be." Chen Yisong was also suspicious, but he also knew that his blood-related brother, Chen Yiyuan, was a loyal person. He wouldn't do such a thing.

"But other than them, no one else came at all. It can't be that this 100,000 yuan was taken away by a ghost, right?" Jian Yunchun said. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible.

"I heard that Uncle's family is very short of money recently," Chen Jian added at this moment.

Jian Yunchun nodded, "That's right. Normally, he wouldn't do such a thing. But now that his family is short of money, who knows? Even if your brother doesn't know how to do it, what about Chen Jing? That kid has been a shrewd person since he was young. Who knows, he might be the one who did it?"

Chen Yisong thought for a while and said with a sullen face, "Don't talk nonsense about this first. At noon, I'll go to his house to find out about it. If it was really done by his family, hmph, then no need to be relatives."

Jian Yunchun was even more agitated. "How can we just not be relatives? This is stealing. What can relatives do? Isn't a relative stealing still stealing? If it really was done by his family, then you should call the police and arrest him if you need to. If it really was done by that kid, Chen Jing, then we absolutely can't tolerate him."