Uncle Qi heard us talking, came over and asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either. The company was shut down, but my dad won't let anyone tell me."

He said, "Don't be anxious. Find out what's going on first, and don't call my second brother right away."

To be honest, the decoration company's business is not very good. The purpose of starting a company is just to avoid being a nine-to-five office worker, but this view is completely contrary to my father's. Ever since the channels for shopping mall decoration were gone, he has always hoped that I could get a job, and he also found me a pretty good job through his connections. The monthly income of four to five thousand yuan is guaranteed. Although this salary is not very high in Shanghai, it is very leisurely and it can be considered a stable job. As long as I go, I can directly enter the "retirement mode".

No one talked about this job except my relatives. My aunt and uncle from my mother's side did a lot of ideological work on me, asking me to go to work quickly. In their words, there were so many people trying their best to get a chance to work here. If the person in charge of recruitment was not a classmate of my father, such a good job would never have come to me.

But people in their twenties can see what they will look like in forty years' time. This is definitely not the life I want. The reason I opened a decoration company that hardly makes any money is to implement my "non-violent non-resistance" movement. I didn't expect that my father and I would play tricks on me.

So I don't even need to communicate with my dad to know what he's thinking.

I could only sigh and say, "Dad finally got what he wanted."

Uncle Seven said, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing. This company doesn't make any money anyway, so it doesn't matter if it closes." I said helplessly.

What's the old saying? Earth doesn't fight Heaven, people don't fight officials, sons don't fight fathers. It seems my ultimate fate is to sit around like a fool reading a newspaper and drinking tea all day long.

Niu Lin's new grave is not much better than the lonely grave. Besides the fact that it corresponds to his fate of red gold and cannot be lavishly held, Liu Sannu thinks that this is also a means of "disgusting her husband", so this strong-willed woman is very satisfied with her uncle's arrangement. As for whether the Niu family can get rid of bad luck after the tomb is rebuilt, the answer will be known soon.

So we returned to the hotel, Luo Tianbao took a good shower, went to the barber shop to get his hair and beard shaved, and after a big meal we set off.

"What will you do when you go back?" Chu Sen asked.

Before I could say anything, my uncle asked, "I was busy repairing the grave just now and didn't listen carefully to what you said. What happened?"

So I told him about the company being shut down and asked, "Uncle San, if I really have no work, can you take me in?"

Uncle San smiled and said, "Second brother also has connections in Shanghai. It shouldn't be difficult for you to find a job."

"I won't hide it from you. Dad has found me a job, but I don't want it. I want to follow my family into the funeral business. Do you think I can do it?"

"How can I tell? But if you can avoid it, it's better not to do it. Nowadays, most city kids are only children and can't handle this kind of hardship."

"Uncle San, as long as you can take me in, I will never let you down."

"Don't treat me as your boss. I have no say in who to hire and who not to hire."

"Who do you think has the final say? I'll go and ask for it in person."

"Yeah, I'll beg with Lao Yu too." Chu Sen also joined in the fun.

Uncle San smiled and said, "Only your parents have the final say."

"My dad will definitely not stop you, but your dad may not. He has already found a job for you." Chu Sen said.

"Alas, I would never go back to do this kind of work," I said.

"But your real problem now is that the company has been shut down. You either listen to your dad and go to work, or follow your uncle and work. Otherwise, you can't just lie at home, right?"

Uncle San said, "Don't keep saying you want to follow me. This is not a company. Xiao Zhen, don't be stubborn with your second brother. You are my son after all. But I have another way to make money. I think it will keep you going for a while."

Chu Sen immediately became interested and asked, "Repairing the grave again?"

"There aren't so many graves to repair." At this point, Uncle San took out an enamel basin from under the seat, with the black elephant tortoise lying in it.

"You brought out this tomb-guarding turtle?" I asked in surprise.

"Of course, Miss Lin didn't intend to take it, so I took it away. Of course, Lin Lin agreed. I'm not the type to steal things from someone's tomb."

"Don't get me wrong, I doubt you'll steal anything," I explained quickly.

Uncle San waved his hand and said, "I'll give you this tortoise. Keep it in a tank when you get home. Feed it bananas, steamed buns, or fish worms. On Wednesday, take it to the flower, bird, fish, and insect market. Find a stall selling fish and put this tortoise up for sale."

I was stunned and said, "Uncle San, even if I was short of money, I wouldn't rely on selling a turtle to make money. How much can I earn from this?"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet. This turtle is not something you can just buy because someone offers it to you. You have to ask for at least 80,000 yuan."

I gasped and said, "Eighty thousand for a turtle?"

"At least 80,000, but you have to be patient. You must be prepared to close the store for a year and make enough money to last a year after opening."

Although Uncle San didn't say it explicitly, I vaguely guessed that the turtle's value might be related to its time in the tomb. Thinking of this, I said, "But how would anyone know the value of this turtle? Do I need to do some explanation?"

"That's absolutely not necessary. It's useless to explain to those who don't understand. And for those who can understand, you don't need to explain." Then Uncle San took out a small copper plate from his pocket and handed it to me, saying, "When the time comes, tie this copper plate to the turtle's back with red string. It will be worth 80,000 yuan."

Chu Sen asked curiously, "Uncle San, what's going on?"

"I'm not being mysterious. Some things can't be explained too clearly. This is also the rule."

Since there was no need to ask further questions after all this, I took the tortoise and asked, "Does it have to be Wednesday?"

"Yes. If it doesn't sell, I'll go back next Wednesday. Otherwise, it's all in vain."

This is quite new. I want to see if this turtle can be sold for at least 80,000 as Uncle San said.

When the car passed through Shanghai, Chu Sen and I were dropped off. Chu Sen said, "If I can make 80,000 yuan per transaction, that's as much as your net profit for several months."

I said, "Boss, you think I'm running your father's business. To tell you the truth, my shabby company only makes a profit of four thousand yuan a year after deducting costs."

"What? You only make 4,000 yuan a year? How can you make a living like that?"

"I've been living off my savings until now, so if this turtle really sells for 80,000, it would be equivalent to my net income for 20 years."

"It's come to this, and you're still stubborn? Have you been blinded by greed?"

"How can a rich second-generation like you understand the mindset of a self-made man?"

"Why are you pretending to be a working class person? If I am a rich second generation, you must be a government second generation. Aren't all the businesses you do introduced by your father?" he said.

"Fuck, no matter how poor I am, I still earn my own money and spend it myself. What about you? If you don't have money, you ask your dad for it. How can we be the same?" I retorted.

"You are such a heartless boy. Didn't you eat enough of my food when you were in school?"

I laughed so hard my stomach hurt and said, "You're a stubborn person who refuses to admit that you rely on your dad. Actually, what's wrong with having a rich dad? People like me have to set up stalls to earn some pocket money. After all, I'm a college student. This is a disgrace."

"Let's stop bickering here and talk to Li Zhao first. It's a good opportunity for you two to mend your broken friendship."

I thought that was the truth, so the two of them took a taxi to Li Zhao's house.

But I overlooked a particularly important detail, which was the giant tortoise he was carrying.

Li Zhao got angry with me when he saw the tortoise. He pointed at me and cursed, "Are you mocking me as a turtle?"

I was so dumbfounded that I even forgot to defend myself.

Chu Sen said, "Old Li, you've misunderstood Old Yu. This turtle was given to you by his third uncle. It's definitely not meant to provoke you, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed."

After hearing this, Li Zhao, who had been furious, finally calmed down. He walked into the house and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What you said, Lao Yu's company has been shut down, how can I not come to you to ask about the situation?"

"Didn't I tell you the situation on the phone?"

"Didn't you just say the company was shut down? You didn't tell me the reason."

"Alas, last August we renovated a house and the walls cracked. This guy probably had some power and didn't even discuss compensation. He just shut down the company."