Chapter 91: 90. We Still Have a House in Beijing

After arranging these matters completely, Zhang Ran looked at the three of them and finally said, "Alright, I've said everything I needed to say on my end. Do you have any questions?"

Zhang Siyan and Liu Lu exchanged glances, neither of them speaking.

They did not ask Zhang Ran exactly how much money he had received from the demolition; perhaps in their hearts, Zhang Ran's money was Zhang Ran's money, not theirs.

Liu Lu did a quick calculation; since Zhang Ran had returned, he had spent nearly one hundred million.

Of course, the main part was what he gave today: he gave Zhang Sicheng a company worth thirty million, and gave her a card he claimed was for living expenses, worth ten million.

That was forty million, plus Zhang Siyan's fifty million, and their houses—one hundred million had just come out like that.

After Liu Lu finished calculating, she felt a bit unwell.

In the past, let alone one hundred million, even one hundred thousand was a large sum in her eyes, but now?

One hundred million was right before her eyes, and it seemed like a very easy, very simple matter.

At this moment, Zhang Sicheng suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid that we will squander all this money? When the time comes and the company goes bankrupt, and Siyan's business also fails, won't you feel even a little bit of heartache for this money?"

Zhang Ran looked at Zhang Sicheng's expression, which seemed like a joke but was actually quite serious, and said with a smile, "I'll say it again: money is meant to be spent. Heartache? As long as you spend it with value, aren't just squandering it, and don't do anything harmful or immoral, why would I have any heartache?"

"Even if your business fails, you can just treat it as spending money to buy experience. One failure isn't scary; just remember it for next time."

Zhang Ran said this very lightly and casually, and it was also his true inner thought.

Zhang Sicheng and the others, however, stared blankly at Zhang Ran. At this moment, they also guessed a bit that Zhang Ran's demolition money was probably more than one hundred million—perhaps two hundred million, or three hundred million?

This was still the result of Zhang Ran's "bombardment" throughout the day; otherwise, they might have guessed even less.

"Right, I forgot to tell you all: we still have a house in Beijing. This house wasn't demolished. I'll take you to see it sometime; it's quite a nice house." Zhang Ran remembered there was still a Siheyuan in Beijing.

Regarding what Zhang Ran said, Zhang Sicheng and the others didn't show much reaction; since several houses had already been demolished, one more didn't seem like much.

They just never expected that this house was actually a Siheyuan.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with Dad?" Zhang Xiaotao whispered, leaning into Zhang Ran's ear.

Zhang Sicheng had not yet recovered his senses and was staring blankly.

Zhang Ran said, "Your dad is going to start a company and is thinking about things."

"Really?" Don't look at how young Zhang Xiaotao was; he understood quite a lot, and upon hearing this, he was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"Of course. Could Grandpa be lying to you?" Zhang Ran deliberately put on an unhappy expression.

"Muah." As soon as Zhang Xiaotao saw this expression on his grandfather, he immediately kissed Zhang Ran first, then acted like a spoiled child: "Of course I believe in Grandpa. Grandpa, please don't be angry, okay?"

"Good, hahaha." Zhang Ran was immediately amused by the little fellow Taotao.

Zhang Siyan didn't even know how she had returned home; it wasn't until the car was parked downstairs that she came to her senses.

Looking at the bags filling the back seat, Zhang Siyan picked up her phone and called Qian Li, who was upstairs.

"Come down for a moment and help me carry some things." Zhang Siyan only said this one sentence.

Three minutes later, Qian Li came down wearing slippers and pajamas.

"What kind of things need me to come down and move? Where are the things?" Qian Li's face was still covered in a facial mask.

Zhang Siyan opened the car door and the trunk.

"Whose car is this? New?" Qian Li didn't look at the things inside, but instead looked at the car.

Zhang Siyan said, "My car. My dad bought it for me today."

"Zhang Shu is generous! This car costs a lot, right? Three hundred thousand?" Qian Li sat directly into the car and started testing it out.

"Something like that," Zhang Siyan said.

"Did Zhang Shu only buy one for you? Didn't he buy one for Big Brother?"

"He bought them for everyone, and he also bought one for my sister-in-law," Zhang Siyan told her truthfully.

"Huh?" Qian Li didn't react for a moment.

When she finally came to her senses, she clicked her tongue and said, "I didn't expect it; Zhang Shu is actually so rich."

After looking at the car, Qian Li saw the packaging bags for various clothes and shoes in the car and froze again.

"Are... are these real?" Qian Li stammered.

Zhang Siyan knew what she meant; she was asking if they were authentic.

"They are real. I picked them out and bought them myself today."

"I... holy cow, holy cow, holy cow! I had my eye on this piece of clothing for a long time, but I didn't have the money to buy it. Ahhh, Siyan, did you strike it rich? No, did Zhang Shu strike it rich? Did Zhang Shu win the lottery?" Qian Li shouted.

However, she was quickly stopped by Zhang Siyan: "Don't be so loud, you'll disturb others. Let's go up, and I'll tell you in detail. Let's move the things up first."

Once upstairs and the door was closed, Qian Li couldn't wait to ask: "Siyan, what exactly is going on? Did Zhang Shu call you over today just to buy you these?"

Zhang Siyan didn't rush to answer her question, but instead said, "Go pour me a glass of wine."

When Qian Li handed the red wine to Zhang Siyan, Zhang Siyan downed it in one gulp, then let out a long sigh. Looking at the somewhat impatient Qian Li, she said, "If I tell you my family is actually a demolition household, would you believe me?"

"A demolition household? How come I didn't know your family had houses?" Qian Li first subconsciously retorted, then reacted and said with surprise, "Is it the house Zhang Shu bought before?"

"Mm." Zhang Siyan nodded.

"No wonder. Right, how much money did you get from the demolition? Looking at how generous Zhang Shu is, it should be quite a lot, right?" Qian Li asked.

"I don't know, we didn't ask," Zhang Siyan said honestly.

Qian Li also understood Zhang Siyan's thinking, so she didn't continue to ask, but started looking at the clothes and bags.

"Right, these few pieces of clothing are for you, and these bags too," Zhang Siyan said, finding the things she had bought for Qian Li.

"For me?" Qian Li was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"Mm, this was also specifically instructed by my dad; he said he wanted to thank you properly," Zhang Siyan said.

Qian Li said with a smile, "Oh my, Zhang Shu is really too polite."

She didn't stand on ceremony with Zhang Siyan; their relationship didn't require that.

"My goodness, these things are worth over a million, right?" Half an hour later, Qian Li made a rough estimate of the prices of these items and clicked her tongue in surprise.

Zhang Siyan nodded, her expression very calm.

Seeing her like this, Qian Li joked, "Siyan, what's the matter, do you look down on these things now?"

Zhang Siyan looked at her, then took a bank card out of her bag and said to her, "There are fifty million in here; it's what my dad gave me."

"How much?"

"Fifty million!"