The birthday lunch lasted until two in the afternoon. By the time it ended, Shen Xin'an was thoroughly drunk, a clear sign of how happy he was that day.
After lunch, Jun Wangchen transferred a million yuan to his mother's bank account to rebuild their house and hired some relatives who knew construction to do the work. Charity began at home, after all, and he paid those relatives one or two thousand yuan more than they would earn elsewhere.
Naturally, the relatives who knew construction were delighted. Who wouldn't want to earn a little more for their work?
Originally, Jun Wangchen had wanted to buy a house in the city and bring his mother there to enjoy a comfortable life. But she seemed unwilling to live in the noisy city center, preferring the peaceful little town instead. After all, many of her longtime neighbors lived there, and she could go out in the evenings to chat and laugh with them, rather than stay shut indoors all day as people did in the city.
Jun Wangchen naturally respected his mother's choice, but he had no intention of letting her continue working as a street cleaner. First, the wages were low. Second, the work was exhausting. Third, he already had enough money to support her, so there was no need for her to keep working.
His mother, however, seemed unable to sit idle and refused to simply live off the money he provided. After some thought, Jun Wangchen transferred another five hundred thousand yuan to her so she could rent a storefront, open a restaurant, hire a few cooks and servers, and be the owner herself.
Once everything was arranged, Jun Wangchen chatted with his mother a little more. Apart from the Groundhog Phone and the fact that someone was trying to