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Chapter 500: The ancestral house is sold

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Shen Minghui thought Shen Junwu’s thoughts were a bit ridiculous. He doubted whether his father was crazy about money!

The Shen family’s ancestral home is an old antique built by Chen Taigong decades ago. Although it covers a huge area, it is not a golden location. How could it be worth ten million?

"Minghui, you are still too young." Shen Junwu shook his head in disappointment and said.

Seeing that Shen Junwu had something in his words, Shen Minghui hurriedly asked, "Dad, would you please tell me in detail?"

Although he felt that his ancestral home was not worth ten million, who would dislike the money?

Shen Junwu smiled and said, "For others, the Shen family's ancestral home may not be worth ten million, but for Chen Qiye, it is worth this price."

Shen Minghui was even more confused. Why is it worthless to others and worth ten million to Chen Qiye?

Chen Qiye's identity as a big boss in both places has been made public, and with the Lin Group in hand, he is indeed not short of money, but Chen Qiye is definitely not a fool!

In Shen Minghui's eyes, it was already a big deal to sell the Shen family's ancestral home for two or three million yuan, but Shen Junwu looked like he was showing off, but he didn't seem to be lying.

"Dad, tell me quickly, I'm so anxious." Shen Minghui asked.

"Because Chen Qiye looks very much like my third brother, Shen Junwen." Shen Junwu said with the answer.

"It's because of this?" Shen Minghui asked in confusion. Although Chen Qiye was not Shen Junwen's biological child, the style of their work was still very similar.

Shen Junwu said vaguely, "Shen's Group was founded by the old immortal Chen Changsheng, but it has never been lukewarm. In addition, his second brother Shen Junshan spent too much money, Shen's Group almost went bankrupt."

"It was your Uncle Jun Wen who turned the tide and promoted the Shen Group with one hand, and almost became a well-known enterprise in the East China Sea."

"I asked you, Uncle Jun Wen, if you want to kick out the old immortals and cousins ​​of the Shen family, but Jun Wen rejected it. Minghui, what did your Uncle Jun Wen say?"

Shen Minghui asked, "What did Uncle Junwen say?"

Shen Junwu sighed again, and even a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes, saying, "Jun Wen said that it would be unfilial to drive his relatives out of the Shen family group by rashly. If he really wanted to drive them away, he would have to come up with two methods."

Even when Shen Junwen discovered the disadvantages of the Shen Group back then, he wanted to use two methods to reasonably place the relatives within the Shen Group, so that they can do things to this extent.

Shen Minghui then suddenly realized and said, "Dad, do you mean, Uncle Junwen is a filial son, and Chen Qiye is also a filial son. So even if Chen Qiye is driven out of the Shen family, he will not leave his ancestor's spiritual position alone?"

Shen Junwu glanced at the dozens of spiritual thrones not far away. They were all the ancestors of the Shen family!

It was them who brought their meager family business to the East China Sea, taking root and sprouting, and expanding the wasteland. Without them, they would not have the same lineage as Shen Minghui.

Although Shen Junwu's feelings for these spiritual positions were not as strong as Shen Ming, he was several times stronger than Shen Ming. At least he grew up in the Shen family's ancestral home. If he had any prospects with Shen Minghui, he would not have fallen into the position of selling his ancestral home and spiritual position.

From this perspective, Shen Junwu felt from the bottom of his heart that he and everyone in the Shen family of Donghai were not as good as Shen Junwen and Chen Qiye.

At this time, Shen Junwen's eyes were slightly wet, but when he turned around, he saw Shen Minghui actually packing up the calligraphy, paintings and antiques inside his ancestral home. His fire rushed to the sky spirit cover.

"I'm going to get ten million of things that are unpromising. What are the things that you want to do with these broken calligraphy and paintings? Don't be disgusted with the lack of ancestors." Shen Junwu asked Shen Minghui and left directly from his ancestral home.

After a long time, an sigh came from the dark inner hall, "It's still Qiye's future!"

The next morning, when Shen Junwu and Shen Minghui thought that they could get 10 million today, they were so excited that they didn't sleep all night. They came to the Shen family's ancestral home early to wait for Chen Qiye to come.

Soon, Chen Qiye arrived as scheduled. As the grandson of the Shen family, Shen Minghui actually stood up to greet him. This is the current gap between the two.

Shen Minghui became a stray dog. Without Shen Mingchao and Jiang Mengmeng, the Shen family had no use value to Lin Bo. If they did not sell their ancestral homes, their eldest son and grandson would not be able to maintain their basic living expenses.

Chen Qiye is a big boss in the two places, and the Lin group under his command is even more prosperous. The identities of Chen Qiye and Shen Minghui are already apart.

"Qiye, the bastards of the Song family are so hateful. My father and three uncles have all been driven out of the Shen family group. You must give this to our Shen family." Shen Minghui hugged Chen Qiye's shoulder and told him. From behind, he really looked like a deep brotherly love.

But Chen Qiye pushed Shen Minghui away, kept a distance from him and said, "Minghui, I am no longer a member of the Shen family."

Shen Minghui was suddenly embarrassed, his face turned blue, purple, and black. In the blink of an eye, several colors on his face changed, like a colorful and gorgeous rainbow.

If it were Chen Changsheng when he was still alive, Shen Minghui would have complained that Chen Qiye was disrespectful to his elders, but now he has to rely on Qiye's breath to survive. It is clear at a glance who is the waste and who is the human dragon.

Seeing that Shen Minghui was defeated, Shen Junwu came out to end in time, pulled Chen Qiye down and said, "Qiye, can we still fulfill our promise?"

Shen Junwu once used the information of Guo Xiaolan and Guo Fu to make a deal with Chen Qiye, and Chen Qiye applied Shen Group to exchange it, and he always remembered this.

"Thank you for your advice. I have found my father's flesh and blood. The Shen Group will sooner or later be from my uncle's lineage." Chen Qiye promised.

Shen Junwen and Shen Minghui looked at each other, and their eyes were disbelief. Although Chen Qiye was currently in full swing and the Lin Group was booming, the Song family and the Shen Group were eyeing each other. Only God knew who lived and who died.

It was precisely because the situation was getting more and more tense that they wanted to quickly take the Shen family's ancestral home to Chen Qiye. After all, looking at the entire Shen family in the East China Sea, only Chen Qiye offered a high price. If they did not take action at this time, if the Lin family group went bankrupt, the father and son would have no chance to sell their ancestral home.

"Qiye, then uncle is just a short story. Do you want to buy this ancestral home?" Shen Junwu looked at Chen Qiye and asked directly.

"Yes, I want to move my father's spiritual position back." Chen Qiye nodded and said. Shen Junwen's spiritual position is still boarding in the Lin family, which is indeed not a long-term solution.

Shen Junwu smiled. It was almost the same as he expected. Next was Wang Po selling melons and boasting.

"Qianye, look at the Shen family's ancestral home. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is a Feng Shui treasure land. If the third brother can move it back, the fallen leaves have finally returned to their roots." The smile on Shen Junwen's face suddenly increased, and he said, "Qianye, my uncle, for your filial piety, doesn't care how much money you want, after all, we are still a family."

Chen Qiye smiled and did not answer immediately. He knew what Shen Junwu's personality was. When he came, Chen Qiye was ready to speak loudly. Within a few seconds of his smile, it was as long as centuries to Shen Junwu and Shen Minghui.

"How many?" Chen Qiye said.

"Ten million." Shen Junwu reported his psychological price, and Chen Qiye nodded and said yes.

Seeing that Shen Minghui had obtained ten million, he almost jumped up excitedly. He had to accept Shen Junwu's level of deception.

A broken house like the Shen family’s ancestral home is already a sky-high price for two or three million yuan, but Shen Junwu said it was sincere and Chen Qiye agreed without even thinking about it. After all, I am still me.

The same rice, with more than a hundred lives, Chen Qiye and Shen Minghui are destined to be two types of people. He values ​​filial piety, while Shen Minghui values ​​profit. Not to mention that the Shen family’s ancestral home is only sold for 10 million yuan, or 100 million yuan, Chen Qiye will buy it without hesitation because this is the best destination for his father. As a son, he must do his best.

If Shen Junwu and Shen Minghui knew Chen Qiye’s real thoughts, they would probably have no place to cry.

Just as Chen Qiye and Shen Junwu were about to transfer the property, Uncle Chen walked out of the inner hall, shook his head and said, "I don't agree with this method of selling!"

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