Super resource tycoon

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

"16 pairs of gloves are 160, 13 scarves are 260, the total is..."

As the old lady said, she took out an elderly phone from her pocket and turned on the calculator on it to calculate: "The total is 420 yuan, you can give me 400."

"Don't, it's not easy for you to sell this on a cold day, as much as you should."

Wu Jun put the two big bags in the trunk, took out the wallet, took out 5 100 pieces from the inside, and handed them to the old lady, "Madam, I have no change."

"Someone bought a pair of gloves just now. I asked him for all the change. I can't find so much." The old lady took the money and counted down, saying, "I'll go to Lao Zhang next to me to change some change. Soon, you wait a second."

Wu Jun said: "You take it first, I'll go back and look for it in the car to see if there is any change."

After getting in the car, Wu Jun closed the door, pressed the window, leaned forward and said to the old lady: "Mother, there is no change in the car, no need to look for it. Take it, I have to go quickly, and take a picture later. The fine for parking illegally is more than that."

After Wu Jun finished speaking, he drove away before the old lady could react.

"Hey, boy, 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 go away.

The old lady carefully touched the banknotes in her hand again, and after confirming that the five 100 notes were not counterfeit, she felt warm in her heart.

Who says the rich second generation has no good people?

Didn't you meet one today?

Next, Wu Jun cleaned up all the belongings of the old man who had set up a stall at night in the nearby blocks.

Of course, he doesn't buy what he sees, he also chooses objects to buy.

He bought them all looking 60 years old and up, the kind of old people who sell their own handmade products.

If the stall owner sees that he is well dressed, drives a luxury car, and asks him for a high price, Wu Jun will not say anything, and will pack everything, but as much as he needs, not as much as the first old lady. Give money.

After filling the trunk with a lot of things on the back seat, Wu Jun stopped the mopping-up shopping.

When he drove again on the road, Wu Jun's gloomy mood was wiped out, his fingers flicked gently on the steering wheel to the beat, and he even started to hum.

Happiness is the happiness from the bottom of my heart.

This happiness comes from helping others, and this happiness comes from feeling that he should be appreciated.

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

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

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

Generally speaking, it is to be a person of value to society.

If this concept is relatively large and difficult to realize, then take a step back and be a person who can bring warmth and hope to others.

For example, a group of relatives in Lao Ma’s family and relatives around him allow them to live a decent life without worrying about food and clothing. They don’t have to worry about money in this life.

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

For another example, the villagers in Xiaowuzhuang, their hometown, took them out of poverty and became rich.

With billions of huge deposits in the bank, no one makes Wu Jun feel very happy.

Perhaps only the miser would laugh happily at the daily increase in the amount in the bank card!

The other extreme of the miser is the "spread wealth boy", neither of which is the type Wu Jun wants to be.

While making money by yourself, you can help more people live a better life. This is the ideal state.

He thought of his helplessness when he was hospitalized because of his father's serious injury a year ago, and the tears he shed in the corridor that day.

Wu Jun's goal is clearer, to make more money, help more people, and do his best to make the hospital less teary.

There are two diseases in the world without medicine, one is cancer and the other is "poor disease".

Wu Jun dare not say that he will lead the people of the whole country to become rich and prosperous, but he is confident in driving the people around him out of poverty.

Tesla was no longer aimless. Wu Jun glanced at the battery on the car, and he could run for hundreds of kilometers before heading straight to the highway exit of the city.

On the way, Wu Jun called Angel and told her that she would not be able to take her to and from get off work after returning to her hometown for a few days.

At the same time, I called Dong Lizhu and told her about picking Angel to and from get off work, so as to create opportunities for the two people to have more contact.

When Wu Jun drove back to Xiaowuzhuang, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

In the past, there were few people walking on the streets of the village from 7 or 8 in the evening.

There are no street lights in the village, and the small mountain village is quiet like an uninhabited village.

Nowadays, with the arrival of Hongfu Farm and Junheng 998 Winery, the small mountain village is full of vitality. The shops on both sides of the road in the village center are still open at this late hour.

Thinking that these changes originated from him, Wu Jun felt very fulfilled.

Before leaving, I moved into a new home. The car could drive directly into his compound. Wu Jun drove directly to the door of his villa.

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

Just as Wu Jun drove into the yard, Ma Dongmei came out of the house.

Wu Jun opened the door and got out of the car, and said hello with a smile on his face: "Mom, I look good these days."

"Oh, my family Wu Dong finally remembered that he still has a mother in the village." Ma Dongmei squinted at her son and complained, "People say that you have forgotten your mother if you marry a wife. Mom has forgotten everything."

It has been two months since Wu Jun sent Shen Yingxing to fly to the sun.

When I was in Japan, I was busy cutting the leeks of the people of Japan. After returning to China, I was busy setting up Angel and establishing a group company.

Wu Jun has not been home for more than two months, and it is not for his mother to complain.

"Mom, I miss you." Wu Jun cheeked, smiled and hugged his mother.

A simple hug resolved all Ma Dongmei's grievances.

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

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

Ma Dongmei pulled her son away, took a closer look, and said with a distressed look: "I didn't eat it? Your dad and I just finished eating. He went to the old village chief's house. I'm going to cook for you. You go back to the house and sit down. A moment."

"First help me unload the things in the car." Wu Jun let go of his mother, turned and walked towards the car.

Ma Dongmei was very happy to see the big bags in the trunk.

My son is still very filial. After walking for so many days, he still knows to buy gifts for himself and sells so many.

When you see that the big bags are all knitted gloves, scarves, insoles, cloth shoes, warm ears...

The expression on Ma Dongmei's face became very exciting: "These... these are all you brought back from Riben?"

"Uh..." Wu Jun was a little embarrassed when his mother said so.

If I tell the truth, my mother thought she was nervous.

Wu Jun nodded and said, "Yes, they are all handmade products of Japanese Benzene. It's not cold. I just want to buy something to keep you warm and my dad."

"Son, you..." Ma Dongmei said angrily and funny, "You are such a warm man!"