Mr. Xie's face was filled with a smile that could not be hidden.

It’s really good to rely on the big tree to enjoy the cool air. Miss Ye really has a way. Just one news will make him a fortune.

"Let's stop now, the income from both sides is enough for us to retire."

Ling'er persuaded: "Sister Ye said that if you are not sure about the way to catch the wrong path, you might have capsized at any time. Why not take advantage of the luck now and we will..."

"That's all, why are you saying such despicable words? We must take advantage of the victory to pursue them." Mr. Xie was very proud. After earning so much money, he must show off in front of the old lady in the future and ask her to take a good look. He is not accomplished in nothing. As long as there is news, this way of playing with small profits is much happier than the Xie family's hard work in nearly a hundred years.

"You still have to vote? Miss Ye didn't say..."

"What Miss Ye said? She was just scaring me. The thread she could make is amazing. What we pick up now is just the little thing that is sewn from other people's fingers. How can it be so easy to capsize?"

"But, I always think that if you earn enough money, you..."

"Silly girl, there is no time to make money. Even if we have no children, we have to plan the future. It is impossible to count on the old lady, so we can only find a way for ourselves."

"Why is it impossible? Didn't you say that the old lady will be seventy soon?"

After Ling'er said that, he hurriedly covered her mouth: "I'm not cursing her. She is really a person in her seventies and is still very old. Once she is done, it's ours. Why do you have to do that business that is so worried?"

"You don't know. Seeing that the old lady is going to become a sperm like that, I'm afraid she won't die if she's killed me. I'm worried that one day I'll fill in a younger brother for me."

"God, no, how can this little seventy person be so energetic?"

Ling'er felt that Mr. Xie must be making excuses for her to make a desperate bet. Until she ran to Xie's house to visit the old lady once, she kept lamenting: "Oh my God, she is so old, why are she so young!"

It was only more than a month, and Old Mrs. Xie looked younger than her son!

Most of my hair was black, there was no wrinkle on my face, my whole face was white and clean, and there were a few freckles around my nose, which made me look more and more playful. What was the old look like before!

"Don't say that the sir can't stand it, neither she nor I can afford it."

Ling'er sighed: "Why did it become like this? Have you met a god?"

"The god may not meet it, maybe it was the little devil's credit." Mr. Xie thought of the missing Ma Xiaobao, and spent money to find people everywhere, but there was no trace. Then his mother became like this. Could it be that she really swallowed the child alive, and ate human flesh and was tender and tender.

Thinking about these things, Mr. Xie couldn't help but curse: You are a ruthless person, and you will torture your only son after becoming this way. You will be stingy for the rest of your life and never let go of your life.

Mr. Xie’s hatred for the old lady became deeper, but he was just following the way of human relations. That’s his real mother. What if he hates her in her heart?

In this way, Mr. Xie did not listen to Ye Xian's advice and bet all his wealth on the cotton business. Ye Xian received news that cotton in South America was out of stock this year, and the country also won't be able to collect it. He stocked up hundreds of thousands of yuan of cotton. By then, it would be 20 times more sold to the market, and perhaps even more!

Mr. Xie was blinded by the money, mortgaged both ships and his property, and collected a million to stock up on cotton.

In another month, the money can increase by ten or twenty times!

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He told Ling'er that he would stop after finishing this time and stop completely.

"Making millions is enough for us to do the rest of our lives, and we can also ask the old lady to see my methods."

Ling'er hugged his neck: "We will definitely make a fortune."

Mr. Xie's wealth was shortly after, he met Lao Li, who was engaged in the boating business together, and he called him far away and asked him if his boat wanted to go to the inland to earn some extra money.

"My ship has been begged to people, there is really nothing I can do." Now Mr. Xie is thinking about a large investment in a month, so how could he see the extra money in the inland in tears? What's more, he can't move the ship now.

"That's a pity. This time, dozens of ships of cotton were transported from South America. Our Shanghai market will be saturated, and all merchants are planning to transport them inland through the inland river."

Old Li felt very sorry.

"What did you say? Cotton from South America? Or dozens of ships?"

Mr. Xie was stunned. He thought that Mr. Li told him that he had heard it wrong, but he nodded: "Yes, haha, the price of cotton dropped suddenly, it was so cheap. But it has nothing to do with our boat trips. We just need to transport it to the mainland, and we earn it if there is a freight fee. I am afraid that those who stock up on cotton will have to be used as pants." He raised the newspaper in his hand, "Look, the price of the cotton market today cannot be lower."

Mr. Xie snatched the newspaper and took a look. His face looked extremely ugly, so he turned around and ran away.

"Old Xie, what's wrong with you?"

Mr. Li called him to ask.

"I'm just an unlucky person. I stocked up cotton." Mr. Xie smiled bitterly. Perhaps it was because the sun was dazzled, and it was dark. He swayed and fell down.

When Mr. Xie woke up, he met Ling'er's swollen eyes, and a faint crying sound came from downstairs.

"Who is it?"

"Mrs. I'm here and said, you've banned the house. Now the creditor is coming to the door to force the house to buy it." The wife in Ling'er's mouth refers to his wife, Mrs. Xie.

Mr. Xie closed his eyes: "I thought it was a dream, but it turned out to be true."

"If you do business, you will inevitably be at odds. I still have a little private room. It's enough for us to live. I haven't eaten any food, so it's nothing." Ling'er tried his best to comfort him.

Tears dripped from the corner of Mr. Xie's eyes and shook his head weakly: "It's useless. I've put all my property in it. The boat is about to be a family, and I still have savings. Two houses and cotton is coming. I'll be finished completely."

"I can't sell this year and wait for next year. There are always so many ships of cotton coming every year." Ling'er persuaded.

"How long can cotton last? I don't listen to your dissuasion. I'm useless, it will cause you and me to suffer."

"I'll go find Miss Ye and ask her to find a way. She has a wide range of ways, and maybe the boat can be left behind."

"It's useless. This industry is just willing to accept the loss, and you can get rich and go bankrupt."

"Look for the old lady, as long as the old lady takes out the money and survive this crisis, isn't it enough. The boat is your lifeblood, so you have to keep it." Ling'er leaned on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and felt sad, "It's all my fault. I'll just not introduce Miss Ye to you."

Mr. Xie pushed Ling'er away and got up from the bed: "Yes, I'll go find the old lady, she can't stand by her death and refuse to save her."

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Chapter completed!