237: A gift for Yang Mi's parents!

Looking at the pile of things on the ground, Chen Le wiped the sweat from his forehead.

At this time, Yang Mi called her mother.

Once the call connected, Yang Mi immediately told Father Yang that she and Chen Le had arrived home.

When Mother Yang heard this news, she was a bit dazed at first, followed by a pleasant surprise. "Mi Mi, why did you guys come over today?"

"Mom, today is New Year's Eve; tomorrow is the start of a new year," Yang Mi explained.

"Haha, now that you mention it, I guess it really is." Hearing the words 'New Year's Eve,' Mother Yang quickly remembered that today was the last day of the calendar year.

She always kept track of the lunar calendar and hadn't realized it for a moment.

"So Old Chen and I came back to accompany you and have dinner at home," Yang Mi continued.

"Are you home now?" Mother Yang asked.

"We've already arrived. Mom, where did Dad go?" Yang Mi replied.

"He went out to play chess with others, and I'm out for a walk. Wait a moment, I'll be back right away," Mother Yang said, looking at the several middle-aged women next to her.

She had taken advantage of the good weather today to come out and chat with her old sisters.

She hadn't expected Yang Mi and Chen Le to return.

"I'm heading back first, you guys keep chatting. My daughter and her boyfriend are back," Mother Yang said with a smile as she bid them farewell.

These good sisters of hers all had children at home, but few of them had partners.

Even though she had a daughter, her daughter was successful, and the boyfriend she brought back was also very impressive.

How could this not make her happy? Talking and chatting in front of these women, she felt extremely confident.

Watching Mother Yang leave, the eyes of these women were filled with a bit of envy.

They had watched Yang Mi grow up since she was a child.

Now, not only was Yang Mi successful, but the boyfriend she brought back was also exceptionally talented.

Mother Yang had often bragged to them about how amazing her daughter's boyfriend was—how he was the boss of some company and how much box office his movies had made.

one billion box office—this was a figure they didn't even dare to imagine. They only knew it was a very large number, but as for exactly how much it was, they had no concept.

They would only feel jealous of things they could conceptualize, but such unimaginable wealth didn't even stir jealousy in their hearts.

Mother Yang soon returned home; the place she had just been wasn't far, just a few steps away.

On the way, she also called Father Yang, but he was still rushing home and was only halfway there.

As soon as she entered the house, she saw the pile of things on the floor of the main hall on the first floor.

Seeing these things, Mother Yang was stunned.

She saw that everything was brand new, which meant they had just been bought.

As for who bought them, she knew without even having to ask.

"Mi Mi," Mother Yang called out.

Yang Mi's voice immediately came from upstairs.

"Mom, I'm coming!"

A moment later, Yang Mi's figure appeared on the stairs, with Chen Le following closely behind.

"Why did you two bring so many things back?" Mother Yang asked with some confusion as she looked at the items on the floor.

She was especially surprised to see a Massage Chair among them.

"Old Chen bought it for you. He felt that the things he brought last time weren't practical enough, so he bought some practical things this time. Mom, look at this Massage Chair. If you or Dad have backaches, you can lie on this chair for a massage."

Yang Mi walked downstairs and explained with a smile, introducing the uses of these items along the way.

"A Massage Chair? Why buy this? Isn't this some kind of 'IQ tax' scam?" Mother Yang suddenly remarked.

"How could it be? You can try it right now. If it's no good, we'll just go back and return it," Yang Mi said quickly.

"Alright, I'll try it." Mother Yang was also curious about how this Massage Chair actually felt.

Chen Le stepped forward and moved the Massage Chair out.

He removed the plastic packaging and plugged the chair's cord into the socket.

After the power was on, Yang Mi looked at Mother Yang with a smile and said, "Mom, sit on it and see how it is."

"Okay." Mother Yang nodded with a look of joy.

Then she sat down.

This Massage Chair was electric and quite expensive, much more so than the maotai brought last time.

As for whether it was an 'IQ tax,' that really depended on the person.

Some people thought it was a waste of money, while others thought it was quite good.

Chen Le didn't care about such talk; he only cared about whether he wanted it or not.

He started the Massage Chair, the sound of the motor driving it hummed, and the chair began to move.

Sitting in the chair, Mother Yang found it very novel that the chair was moving.

She had never seen a chair that could move like this before.

Feeling the sensation against her back, Mother Yang felt it was okay. If nothing else, lying like this was indeed more comfortable than a regular chair.

Seeing Mother Yang's expression of enjoyment, Yang Mi asked with a smile, "Mom, how is it? Is it alright?"

Yang Mi had tried it when she bought it and only purchased it because it felt good; otherwise, she wouldn't have just casually bought something so expensive.

"It's okay. How much did you spend?" After giving her review, Mother Yang asked about the price of the electric Massage Chair.

"Not expensive, just a few thousand," Yang Mi said quickly.

"A few thousand? Is this chair that expensive?" Hearing that the chair cost several thousand, Mother Yang's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, but the price is actually quite reasonable." Seeing her mother's look of disbelief, Yang Mi secretly noted that she hadn't mentioned the chair's real price, otherwise her mother probably wouldn't have been able to handle it.

After all, a chair costing tens of thousands was indeed too expensive, even if it was an international brand.

But for Mother Yang, who had never even used a chair costing several hundred, let alone one costing tens of thousands...

Especially in this era where the average salary was two or three thousand, tens of thousands was equivalent to several years' wages.

"This is an international brand, that's why it's so expensive," Yang Mi explained again.

"Are international brands all this expensive? Our domestic ones are better—cheap and useful." Mother Yang felt a bit of heartache over the money, but since it was already bought, and she felt it was quite good...

...she didn't have any intention of returning it. After all, now that Yang Mi and Chen Le were so good at making money, spending a few thousand on them wasn't entirely unacceptable.

While they were chatting, Father Yang also returned.

He saw Mother Yang sitting on a large black chair and walked in with great curiosity.

"Oh, Little Le, Mi Mi, you're back. What is this?" Father Yang said with a smile, looking curiously at the Massage Chair beneath Mother Yang.

"This is a Massage Chair, Little Le bought it for the two of us," Mother Yang took the initiative to introduce it.

"A Massage Chair??" Father Yang, just like Mother Yang earlier, stepped forward to examine the chair curiously.

When he heard that the chair cost several thousand, he was equally shocked.

"This chair makes too much money—selling a single chair for several thousand." Father Yang marveled.

"We also bought a lot of other things for the house. Take a look and see how they are," Yang Mi continued.