Rebirth and making money first

Chapter 162: Three Siblings After Becoming Rich

Zhang Xiaobing looked at Zhang Jing with embarrassment. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "Sister, um... I want to discuss something with you. I may have to wait a while before I can pay you back the debt." As he said this, he knew clearly in his heart that Zhang Jing had made a lot of money recently because of the demolition!

The little money he owed her was nothing compared to the wealth she held. In reality, what Zhang Xiaobing really wanted to say was whether Zhang Jing could simply forgive the 280,000 yuan debt on the IOU.

Zhang Jing stared at her brother quietly, her eyes filled with disappointment and a hint of helplessness. She slowly said, "Xiaobing, don't forget, your share of the demolition compensation alone is nearly 6.6 million yuan! How difficult can it be for you to take out a mere 280,000 yuan from that?"

"Back when you and Mom asked me to borrow money to buy a house, it was over three hundred thousand! Later, I reduced it to two hundred and eighty thousand, and Mom was responsible for that! Now that your house is being demolished and you've made a fortune, you can't just default on paying it back, right? You've heard the saying, 'If you borrow, you must repay, and it's easy to borrow again.' We are siblings after all. If even this little bond of friendship is worn away, wouldn't that be heartbreaking? And it would be a betrayal of Mom's kindness!"

When Zhang Xiaobing heard his sister's righteous, stern, and merciless words, he felt a wave of heat surge up his cheeks, burning them. An awkward smile appeared unconsciously on his lips, but in his heart, he was already cursing himself like a raging sea:

"I'm so confused! We all knew exactly the size of each other's homes. We even knew the amount of compensation we each received. Now, if we want to cheat and deny our debts, I'm afraid there's no way we can do that!"

At that moment, Zhang Zhi also came over and said helplessly, "My house is not big to begin with, so the demolition compensation is not much. But, it just so happens that you two are here, and I know you made a lot of money this time. How about this, each of you lend me 50 yuan so that I can move back to a bigger house."

Zhang Xiaobing was embarrassed when he heard this, and he hesitated to answer, "Sister, I have to go back and discuss this with my wife first. After all, this is not a small amount of money." Zhang Zhi frowned and shouted impatiently, "Huh! Do we need to discuss such a small matter? What is there to discuss?"

Zhang Xiaobing quickly explained, "Sister, you can't say that. Hundreds of thousands of dollars is definitely a big deal. In our family, husband and wife have always discussed these important matters together."

"If I were to lend out so much money without my permission, my wife would definitely give me a fuss. Besides, 50 yuan is too much. How about lending me less, like 10 yuan?"

Zhang Jing said seriously, "Xiaobing, please return the 28 yuan to me first, and I'll give you the IOU!" Zhang Xiaobing nodded without hesitation and replied, "Okay, sister, I'll definitely return the money first."

Not long after, Zhang Jing received a bank transfer notification. She took a closer look and saw the amount was a whopping 30 yuan! Puzzled, she quickly asked, "Xiaobing, how much did you transfer to me?"

Zhang Xiaobing smiled faintly and replied, "Hey, the extra twenty thousand will be considered as your interest! It's to prevent people from saying we took advantage of you in the future. After all, even brothers have to settle accounts! Okay, can you give me the IOU now? I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."

After hearing this, Zhang Jing silently handed the IOU to Zhang Xiaobing. Zhang Xiaobing took it, carefully examined it, and after confirming it was correct, carefully put it away. Then, he turned to Zhang Zhi and said, "Second sister, your 90-square-meter house is worth 405 million yuan. How dare you ask us for money? And don't forget, your Yiwu shop will be fully paid off in two months. None of us three sisters need this little money now, so don't ask for it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jing ignored Zhang Xiaobing and instead turned her gaze towards Zhang Zhi. Zhang Zhi's face instantly flushed crimson, and she roared in frustration, "Humph! Every time you guys have a problem, I'm the one who pays and helps out. But now that I'm in trouble and need help, no one is willing to lend a hand! From now on, everyone just take care of yourselves, and don't come to me if you have any problems!" With that, she flung her sleeves and tried to storm off, but was stopped by Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing said with emotion, "Back when our family was broke, even though life was tough, at least we were able to support and help each other. But now look at the two of you, one of you has a net worth of six million, and the other one has as much as four million."

"I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. I don't have to worry about you like I did in the past! And, I don't have to listen to Mom's nagging about 'killing the rich and helping the poor' anymore. From now on, the three of us can live the life we've always dreamed of! But I have to be frank upfront. If anyone is careless and squanders all the money we worked so hard to earn from the demolition, don't come and bother me when the time comes!"

At this time, Zhang Zhi quickly interrupted with a smile: "Hey, sister, you look so serious, I was just joking with you, please don't take it seriously!"

Zhang Jing frowned slightly, then said earnestly, "Honestly, I think you really need to think carefully about the resettlement housing. After all, the chances of you buying property in the future may be slim. If you don't cherish this hard-earned opportunity, when you're old and frail, you might even have trouble finding a place to live."

After hearing these words, Zhang Xiaobing's brow furrowed, his eyes gradually becoming blank, as if his thoughts had been sucked into a deep black hole, completely immersed in endless contemplation. He stood there motionless, as if everything around him was cut off from him.

Zhang Zhi, who was standing not far from him, also looked lost in thought. She lowered her head slightly, her right hand resting on her chin, her gaze fixed on a single spot on the ground, as if she were pondering something important.

Seeing the two of them like this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but turn around and said to Zhang Xiaobing, "Xiaobing, I think we can really consider selling our old house. Anyway, I'm already actively looking for a suitable buyer. To be honest, I don't plan to live back in that old house in the future."

Hearing her sister say this, Zhang Zhi immediately looked up and shook her head repeatedly in opposition. She said anxiously, "Sister, that won't do! Our mother is all alone in her hometown. What if she gets a headache, a fever, or gets hurt? There's no one to take care of her. How can we feel at ease?"

"As her children, we should bring her to our side as soon as possible and take good care of her!"

"That's nice to say, but how much do you take care of us? Most of the time, mom takes care of us!"

The three of them held their own opinions, and for a moment, the room was filled with a tense atmosphere. Finally, the two people who disagreed finally left, leaving Zhang Jing alone sitting on the spacious living room sofa.

Zhang Jing's mood remained volatile. She sighed deeply, then reached for a calculator from the coffee table. Taking a deep breath, she carefully calculated her compensation again—a staggering 2145 million yuan! When this staggering figure appeared clearly on the screen, Zhang Jing's eyes widened, a wave of mixed emotions welling up within her.

Although it was not her first time calculating, this number shone like the brightest star in the night sky, making it almost impossible for her to open her eyes and even causing her to feel slightly dizzy.

With a slightly trembling hand, she subtracted the 165 million yuan cost of the house. After further calculations, she arrived at a net profit of a staggering 1980 million yuan! This staggering figure still made Zhang Jing's eyes widen, her heart filled with ecstasy.

"If I choose to move back to a small two-bedroom apartment, I'll still have a nice profit..." Zhang Jing muttered to herself, a shrewd glint in her eyes. She knew full well that the real estate industry had always been a highly profitable one. And this time, fate seemed to have favored her, allowing her to successfully seize this rare opportunity.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but burst into tears of joy at the thought. Tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the sheet of paper filled with numbers in her hands. Recalling those difficult times, she felt a surge of emotion. Back then, she was penniless, desperate, and no one could understand her inner pain and helplessness.

Now, everything was different. She had finally realized her long-cherished dream of becoming rich. It felt like she had leaped from the depths of darkness to the pinnacle of light.

Although she had worried about others mocking her past plight, those concerns were now completely forgotten. She had already proven her abilities through her actions, rewriting the course of her life. Furthermore, even her younger siblings were now living completely different lives.

As the saying goes: Money can solve 90 percent of the world's problems, and the remaining 10 percent can also be alleviated to a certain extent through money. Zhang Jing deeply understands the truth of this saying and has become more and more appreciative of everything she has.

Zhang Jing wanted to see if money would change the lives of her three siblings. When she called her mother, she had already returned home. Knowing that her three siblings' houses were all within the demolition area, her mother was delighted. Her son, in particular, no longer had to worry about money. "Don't waste your money, the three of you. Save it!" her mother began.

Speaking of her home, Zhang Jing planned to sell it. After estimating the price, she would look for a buyer and asked her mother to help her make inquiries.

My mother was anxious: "Sell the house? You don't plan to come back in the future? Where will you live when you come back? Don't think you can do anything!"