9: Chapter 9: A million-dollar luxury car gifted to Dad; Spring Festival Gala red envelopes explode across the internet.

As Chen Mo stepped into his family's small restaurant with his luggage, his mother Cao Huimin's loud voice immediately carried over:

"You brat are finally back! Quick, take this plate of food to table number two!"

He rolled his eyes helplessly. In his past life, his family was ruined by a guarantor debt, and his parents relied on this small restaurant to pay it off. In this life, the debt was cleared long ago, and he had brought back several million, yet the old couple still couldn't rest.

Setting down his luggage, he headed straight for the kitchen. His father, Chen Changlin, was tossing ingredients in a wok. He looked up through the swirling smoke and glanced at him:

"You're back? Take that plate of Kung Pao Chicken out."

"Dad, can't you be a little more enthusiastic?"

Chen Mo smiled as he picked up the dish, but his heart felt warm.

This was family; they weren't good at expressing themselves but hid their care in every action.

He worked until eight in the evening before finally grabbing a bite of hot rice. After eating, he quickly slipped home:

"Mom, I'm going to the city tomorrow to look around!"

"Perfect timing!"

Cao Huimin immediately chimed in.

"Go with your dad to buy New Year's goods. We'll close the restaurant for a few days; we won't miss a few days' income!"

Chen Mo was left speechless and amused; it seemed his return was just to be a tool for buying New Year's supplies.

The next morning,

Father and son got into a taxi heading to the city.

As soon as they got in, Chen Mo told the driver:

"Master, take us to the best 4S dealership!"

Chen Changlin was stunned and said nothing until they got out of the car, when he asked Chen Mo:

"We're buying New Year's goods, why are we going to a 4S dealership?"

"Dad, it's inconvenient without a car at home. It's hard to even get a taxi during the New Year."

Chen Mo smiled and pulled him forward.

"I'm buying you a car; it'll be more convenient for you to drive in the future."

Chen Changlin felt a stirring in his heart. He had long wanted to buy a car, but his wife had stopped him.

When they reached the entrance of the 4S dealership, he dialed his cousin Chen Shen's number.

Chen Shen was the sales supervisor here. Buying a car from a relative meant peace of mind and a discount.

In just a few minutes, Chen Shen came out smiling:

"Third Uncle, Chen Mo! You've arrived, please come inside!"

"Thanks for the trouble, Cousin."

Chen Mo smiled and greeted him. In his past life, when the family was struggling, Chen Shen never distanced himself, a kindness he remembered.

"What trouble between relatives!"

Chen Shen led them inside.

"What kind of car are you looking to see? I'll find you the best discount!"

"An SUV, the very best model."

Chen Mo stated directly.

Chen Shen's eyes lit up, and he led them to the center of the showroom.

"The latest Audi Q7, large space and great performance, but it'll cost over a million once registered."

Chen Changlin touched the car body, his eyes shining but showing some hesitation.

Chen Mo patted his shoulder:

"Dad, sit in it and try it out. This car is for you."

"For me?"

Chen Changlin was startled.

"Then what about you?"

"I have a car in Modu. You drive this one at home."

Chen Mo turned to Chen Shen and said,

"This one it is. Full payment."

Chen Shen was completely stunned. Was this the frugal cousin he remembered?

He handled things so decisively!

He quickly got busy with the paperwork. When the manager heard it was a relative, he even offered several free maintenance sessions as a courtesy.

After finishing the paperwork, the father and son bought a large pile of New Year's goods. Chen Changlin drove the new car home, a smile never leaving his face.

But as soon as they entered the house, Cao Huimin exploded:

"You two spendthrifts! Why did you buy such an expensive car?"

"Mom, I told him to buy it."

Chen Mo quickly explained.

"It's convenient for Dad to drive, and it gives us face when visiting relatives during the New Year."

Chen Changlin also backed him up:

"Our son is successful now; this car is nothing! He even drives a sports car in Modu!"

"A sports car?"

Cao Huimin's eyes widened, and she pulled Chen Mo inside.

"Brat, did you do something illegal?"

Chen Mo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He took out his phone and pulled up the information for Tianxing Technology:

"Mom, I started a game company. We're distributing a foreign game, and we make 500 million a month—in US dollars!"

"500 million?"

Cao Huimin and Chen Changlin were both dumbfounded, staring at the business license on the phone for a long time without being able to speak.

It wasn't until Chen Mo handed over the Imperial Green jewelry box that Cao Huimin recovered:

"Is this for me?"

"Yes, Mom, a full set of Imperial Green. It cost over 80 million; it can be passed down through the family."

Chen Mo then handed Chen Changlin two boxes.

"Dad, two Patek Philippe watches. You can alternate wearing them."

Chen Changlin touched the watch, and Cao Huimin held the jewelry. The old couple was both excited and proud; their earlier anger had vanished.

On New Year's Eve, Chen Mo showed off his master-level culinary skills, preparing a table full of dishes.

Cao Huimin ate and kept nodding:

"Much tastier than what your dad makes!"

At eight in the evening, the family of three sat in front of the TV watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Cao Huimin picked up the newly bought Mi phone and opened Fetion:

"Son, did your company really give away a ten-billion red packet?"

"It’s just a promotional gimmick. How could we really give away that much?"

Chen Mo replied casually, but he knew clearly that the ten billion spent was worth it.

As soon as the Spring Festival Gala began, the host introduced the Fetion red packets:

"Register for Fetion and receive 10 free red packets! Minimum 8.88, maximum 188.88. Hurry and invite friends to claim yours together!"

Not long after, Chen Mo's phone rang nonstop, all messages about sending red packets.

Mom and Dad, Wu Dongju, Wu Xue, Zhang Kai, and quite a few old classmates.

He opened the red packets he received; they were all 8.88. But when others opened the ones he sent, they were all 188.88.

"Huh, why are the ones you sent all big red packets?"

Cao Huimin leaned over curiously.

"And there are so many girls sending you messages. Are you dating someone?"

Chen Mo instantly fell silent. He couldn't possibly say that he didn't have a girlfriend, but he did have several female friends with whom he was close.

If he said that out loud, his mother's nagging about marriage would probably start!