A scrap collection station comes to mind

The youngest Wang sat there, covering his face with a pair of withered hands, and two lines of old tears flowed from his fingers on his weather-beaten face.

Chen Muyu's heart was touched.

"Why are you still crying?"

People are animals with emotions. People of the older generation regard what happens after death as very important. Wang Laoyao is no exception. He is already over seventy years old and has been buried up to his chin in soil. He may not be able to sleep one day. If you go down, you won’t be able to wake up the next day.

He had no children, no one to show him mourning or take care of his affairs after his death. Just thinking about it made him feel miserable.

Now I have some money, but there are many things that money can't buy. At this moment, the youngest Wang just wants to cry, cry wantonly.

But what can I do if I cry?

Chen Muyu watched from the side. Although he felt sad, he couldn't just treat you as his son or grandson just because he sympathized with you, right?

Reaching out and patting Wang Lao Yao's shoulder, Chen Muyu suddenly thought of something. After he calmed down a little, he said, "Brother Shui's mother should be 67 years old this year..."

The youngest Wang stopped crying, wiped his face carelessly, and looked up at Chen Muyu, "You mean Yang Shui? I've approached that kid before, but he never agreed..."

"I didn't agree before, but that doesn't mean I won't agree now. You have two million in your pocket now!"

Chen Muyu shrugged, "Besides, I didn't say Brother Shui, I meant Brother Shui's mother!"

"What do you mean?" Wang Laoyao looked at Chen Muyu in surprise.

Under the light, Chen Muyu had a half-smile on his face, "Don't you want to find a wife? Brother Shui's wife is also in need of a wife, and she is the right age for you, so..."

"You mean..."

The youngest Wang's face was full of hope. He raised his hands in front of him and raised his two thumbs in the middle, making a matching gesture.

"If you have this intention, I can help you tell him. There is no guarantee that it will happen, but if it does happen, isn't this biological son better than a godson?" Chen Muyu said.

"OK!"

The youngest Wang slapped his thigh. Chen Muyu in front of him looked like his red-lined boy.

He quickly filled up the wine glass in front of Chen Muyu, "Little boss, this matter is finalized. No matter what, you must help me make this happen. I, Wang Wei, will not only remember you well in this life, but also be a cow in the next life." I will repay you as a horse..."

Chen Muyu's excessive enthusiasm caused black lines all over his face. This was the first time he knew Wang Lao Yao's real name.

Wang Wei, so ordinary!

"Don't live in this life or the next. Let's be practical. Lend me 500,000 first and then..."

"this……"

"It's the same sentence. I'll pay you back 1 million in half a month at most, and I can give you a written note!"

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The youngest Wang was considered upright. Chen Muyu showed him the photo of Yang Shui's mother. Under the temptation of her beauty, he finally agreed to Chen Muyu's conditions without even frowning.

500,000. For an ordinary family, it takes a lot of courage to borrow such a large amount of money.

Perhaps, money is really not that tempting to the King of Rags. After all, he is so old and has seen many things clearly.

The two agreed to go to the bank together early the next morning to handle the transfer procedures.

At this time, Chen Muyu finally made up his mind.

Once the 500,000 yuan is obtained and converted into wealth value, Tang Bohu's "Eagle Spreading Wings" can be restored and sold to Xu Sihai and resold, which will bring in 20 million yuan.

At that time, with 20 million in hand, do I still need to worry about money? A happy life is already beckoning to you.

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night.

My parents went to the next city to deal with matters at Uncle Xu's house, and Chen Muyu was the only one in the family.

The community was deserted and quiet. You could only hear some unknown insects, grabbing the tail of summer, roaring hard, swaying hormones, looking for the other half.

Standing at the window, looking at the lights of Wanjia in the distance, Chen Muyu was also thinking, should he find a girlfriend quickly?

That Hello Kitty smile this afternoon is lingering in my mind.

Sin, sin, sin!

Chen Muyu shook his head in his heart. Huang Xiaoqi was her younger sister. Even if she had the heart of an animal, she would not dare to do anything like an animal.

As for Chen Muyu's relationship history, there is still some. Because of his good appearance, he is not lacking in female popularity.

It's just that Chen Muyu's personality is a bit dull and less sentimental, but this is not a particularly big shortcoming. After all, his family is rich and he is handsome, which is enough.

When he was in college, Chen Muyu dated a girlfriend, but she came from a businessman family and had an official background, so the conditions were much better than those of Chen Muyu's family.

In particular, Chen Muyu's family ran a scrap collection station, which was even more alienating. When he met his parents for the first time, he was humiliated. His girlfriend's brother even called him a junk collector.

People have dignity, and Chen Muyu is naturally not bad either. Under the strong opposition from the other party's family, Chen Muyu could only choose to end his first love that lasted for almost two years.

It is precisely because of this incident that my mother often asks my father to sell the scrapyard and change to a more respectable career!

Looking back now, Chen Muyu didn't feel any pity in his heart, but just sighed. The so-called not being a family, not entering the same family, there are some things that cannot be forced, and if they are forced together, everyone will be hurt.

There's nothing wrong with collecting rags. What's wrong with me being a rag collector?

One day when the dragon comes out of the water, it will be the time when the clouds will move and it will rain!

The past was like smoke, and Chen Muyu took a deep breath. Now that he has this Wanjie Waste Collection Station in his mind, the future will be bright and smooth.

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I went to bed, and my consciousness entered my mind, the Wanjie Scrap Collection Station.

At the foot of Black Mountain, Chen Muyu sorted out the garbage scattered on the plains. Some of the useless ones were recycled by the system. The rest were things that Chen Muyu had never seen before and felt that they would be of certain value.

For example, flying boards, frozen hand cannons and other technological things, as well as small returning pills and waste pills, storage rings, etc., these things were all collected by Chen Muyu.

Because they are all scrap products, basically damaged and need to be repaired before they can be used, they can only be piled up temporarily. After I sell the eagle's wings and get 20 million, these will not be a problem.

Thinking about it, I have some small expectations.

After cleaning up, the entire flat land was much cleaner, and after recycling the debris, Chen Muyu earned nearly 10,000 yuan worth of wealth.

It’s a gift package for newbies.

"Didi didi..."

In the iron room, a beep came from the computer. Chen Muyu quickly went over to take a look. There was an envelope prompt on the system interface.

I quickly opened it and it turned out to be an order.

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Location: Ancient Martial Arts World, Longquan Temple.

Task: Longquan Temple cleans up the library. There are a lot of books and waste paper that need to be disposed of...

Client: Master of Precepts.

Dispatchable employees: None.

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