After my wife pulled out my oxygen tube, I was born again

"What? How long has the son of jealousy lived?"

Song Yang was confused. Is this person a goblin?How long have you lived?

Shen Po shook her head and said softly: "I don't know, but it is recorded in the article that the son of Tianjealousy is Li Chunfeng's old friend, and he has known Li Chunfeng since he was a child. He only mentioned this part in his later years."

Song Yang's brain was a little overwhelmed, but Shen Po said seriously: "However, what I know is that if the son of Tianjealousy wants to survive, he must have a lot of wealth as support. This son of Tianjealousy is quite wealthy. Regarding money, her wealth is a bit understated. But I don’t know the specific reason. Anyway, if you are doing it for your daughter, then the money you have now... is definitely not enough. "

"Because, as far as I know, there is actually a ruins underneath the Li family's ancestral grave. This ruins was funded and built by the jealous son. It can maintain the Li family's luck for 800 years. Afterwards, the Li family maintained it from generation to generation and exhausted it. After countless family fortunes, it has been maintained for hundreds of years. But now the Li family actually does not have that much financial resources to maintain it. But what I know is that the money they maintained later was also given by the son of jealousy, but since After Tian Jie’s son passed away, the Li family had to maintain it on their own, but after just a few years, they couldn’t bear it anymore.”

Song Yang was surprised. He looked at Shen Po and said, "So terrifying? A consumption that a family that has been passed down for so many generations cannot bear?"

Shen Po shook his head: "I don't know either. After all, I don't have a good relationship with them. I don't know much about many things. But if you have money to help the Li family repair it, they may tell you a thing or two. Of course, these are all needed It’s up to you.”

Song Yang frowned slightly, then he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll find a way. To make money, how much do you think it will cost?"

Shen Po thought for a while and then said: "I don't know, how much does it cost to build a palace now? It requires a lot of rare materials, such as golden nan, huanghuali, small leaf sandalwood and so on. "

Song Yang was confused.

“Damn, that’s gonna cost a lot of money!”

After all, a good small-leaf red sandalwood table, cut and pasted, costs 10,000+, let alone a whole table, which costs tens or millions.

This is still a table, mainly made of beams and columns.

Song Yang didn't dare to think about it.

This is a waste of money!

Song Yang estimated that he remembered that a certain rich man in his previous life built a mansion for himself. He paid great attention to Feng Shui and paid special attention to the layout and construction materials.

As a result, after spending [-] billion, it could not be renovated.

In the end, he went bankrupt and the palace fell into disrepair.

What he did at that time was not very good. According to Shen Po's requirements, this underground palace is probably made of good things.

Although it is repaired, who knows what material is inside.

Not to mention the value of the material itself, labor and shipping costs are sky-high.

When Song Yang thought of this, he suddenly felt so poor...

It seems that in the future, property will have to be calculated in U.S. dollars.

Making money gave Song Yang another goal. He set a small goal first, a fortune of 100 billion U.S. dollars. It is estimated that in that case, he would be qualified to talk.

Moreover, he also has to set up his own construction company. I am afraid that in the future, for Song Chuchu, he will also have to build such an underground palace as an altar or something.

While I was thinking, the waiter came over with the food.

While Song Yang was preparing to eat, he accidentally noticed a long-haired beauty looking at him at the table next to him.

Song Yang looked at the woman doubtfully.

She's pretty good-looking, but compared to Shen Po, Liu Yuehong is pretty.

That's not even close to half a star.

The woman kept winking and making secret glances.

Those eyes seemed to be seductive and electric.

Song Yang was curious, what did this woman want to do?

But just when he was curious, the woman came over by herself. She deliberately asked in a voice similar to a bubble sound: "Brother, can you add me on WeChat?"

Song Yang had goosebumps all over his body, while Shen Po frowned and asked, "We are eating, can you not make such disturbing noises?"

To be honest, it's a good thing that Song Yang didn't mix the mushroom soup, otherwise he would have had to spit it out.

I have to say that Shen Po's evaluation is really spot on.

Yes, this dead movement really affects appetite.

"Little brother, do you like it?"

Song Yang shook his head directly: "I don't like it."

The woman smiled slightly, then sat down and said, "Hahaha, I was just joking. The one who took the video is really sorry."

The woman clasped her hands together, looking pitiful.

Song Yang waved his hand: "It's okay, but I don't like to be disturbed, and I hope you don't send the video out."

"Okay!" The woman said cheerfully. She turned around and waved to the man behind her.

The man came over quickly, and the woman said directly to the man: "Bring the phone here."

Then, she took her mobile phone and showed the video to Song Yang. After confirming that it was this one, she deleted it directly.

"Sorry, I'll treat you to this meal as an apology."

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Ruan Qingle. I am a video blogger, I'm sorry!"

Smiling like this and nodding: "Really, Miss Ruan, can I eat now? I hope you won't disturb me. I have something to do later and I'm in a hurry."

Ruan Qingle didn't bother, but stood up and left.

When she left, she didn't forget to say goodbye to Song Yang.

The woman left. Shen Po looked at the woman who left: "vulgar, and she pretended to be so obvious. What is this called? Green tea, right?"

Song Yang chuckled: "She's giving back green tea? She's almost like flower tea. This is obviously prepared. The man just prepared it. This script was prepared. If a plan doesn't work, immediately abandon it and change the script. Change the character and do it in one go.”

Shen Po looked at Song Yang in surprise: "I thought you were fascinated by her, can you tell from this?"

Song Yang chuckled: "It's not like you haven't seen how beautiful my wife is. Besides, senior sister, I'm not attracted to a beauty like you, but am I attracted to her? Are you too inferior to yourself, or do I have some serious illness?"

Although Shen Po didn't speak, his face was obviously slightly red.

"Song Yang, let me ask you something."

"Ok?"

Song Yang was slightly startled.

"If I knew you earlier than Chu Zihan, would you like me?"

Song Yang's expression froze and he stopped.

Thinking of what happened in his previous life, he then smiled and said: "Yes, when I am with you, I am actually quite relaxed and live quite comfortably, but in this world, there are no ifs. There is only reality, because everything is fate. It can’t be reversed!”