Overnight Riches! My Factory Spans Past and Present – Chapter 33

Ch 33: House and Car Fully Equipped at Once

With a complex mix of emotions, Chen Jinyue finalized the cotton quilt order and drifted into her dreams.

Meanwhile, at the border, excitement boiled over.

That miraculous medicine—their Dianxia, His Highness, had secured another large batch!

It was enough to hold out until they drove the barbarians out of Jingbian!

General Xiao woke up in much better condition. Upon hearing the news, he immediately ordered a night attack on East Xing Pass.

With Jiang Qi’an guarding the rear, the Xiao family—father and son—had no worries holding them back. When the Xiao Family Army learned their supply of healing medicine was plentiful, all of it the same miraculous kind from last night, their courage surged even higher.

Minor injuries? No concern at all. With that hemostatic powder, wounds would quickly scab over and heal.

The situation reversed at lightning speed.

Now, it was the Xiao Family Army launching fierce assaults, while the barbarians crumbled, suffering heavy losses and unable to hold formation.

Inside East Xing Pass, the barbarian general couldn’t believe it. “Didn’t they say the Jiang Kingdom court had cut off their food and supplies? How do they still have the strength to siege?”

“A trapped beast’s struggle? A final burst of energy before collapse?”

“That must be it.”

That’s what they speculated, and that’s what they convinced themselves of.

They waited for their enemy to exhaust themselves, planning to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

But that day never came. They could only watch helplessly as the Xiao Family Army stormed in, unstoppable and cutting through their ranks.

Even in death, they never figured out what had gone wrong.

…

Chen Jinyue woke up the next day and saw a message from Zhou Yichuan.

For some reason, the moment she read it, his smug, infuriating face popped into her mind. She was almost ninety percent certain he’d done it on purpose.

She replied calmly, “No refunds, it’s all sold. Besides, the contract’s signed, and so is the exemption agreement.”

The other side didn’t respond—whatever he was up to, she didn’t know.

Chen Jinyue didn’t care. She got up, washed, changed, and headed out with a real estate agent to look at houses.

For Chen Jinyue, a house wasn’t just a thing—it was an obsession.

Back in the day, the Chen family had lived well. They owned two villas: one for the whole family to live in, and another set aside for Chen Jie’s future wedding home.

Second Uncle had been well taken care of too. When his youngest son was born, Chen Jianguo didn’t hesitate to buy them a spacious apartment as a gift.

But Chen Jinyue, their biological daughter?

She didn’t even have a fixed room in the house.

As far back as she could remember, she’d lived in the attic.

Freezing in winter, sweltering in summer.

Stifling and airless.

Later, when Chen Jie complained the basement was too gloomy for his private theater, he took the attic, and she was moved to the basement.

When she went to university in the Capital, Chen Jinyue took a part-time job. Only then did she escape that suffocating “rich girl” life—shiny on the outside, crushing on the inside.

Now, she wanted to buy a house of her own, with a bedroom that belonged to her!

The agent showed her a few villas, but Chen Jinyue wasn’t satisfied.

The old villa district in the county town had a strong local vibe, but the residents were cliquey and hostile, even toward new owners.

The new villa district, on the other hand, was too remote, with a barely passable security system.

The agent tentatively asked, “Miss Chen, what about a high-quality apartment? I’ve got a nearly new unit—great privacy, low building density, and a quiet surrounding area. Want to take a look?”

Chen Jinyue wasn’t dead-set on a villa. “Sure, let’s see it.”

And the moment she did, she fell in love.

The house was in the county’s new development zone—low density, high greenery, with all the nearby amenities modern and complete.

It was on the ninth floor, one below the top, her preferred level. One elevator per unit, requiring a card swipe by floor, ensuring maximum privacy for residents.

It lacked a bit of lived-in charm, sure.

But that didn’t matter.

Chen Jinyue wouldn’t necessarily stay in the county long-term; she just needed a temporary sense of belonging.

Most importantly, the house was already renovated, and the style matched her taste perfectly: one master bedroom, one study, one collection room, one media room—tailor-made for a single person.

Move-in ready…

“This one!”

She made the call with bold confidence, her decisiveness leaving the agent stunned.

The agent, overjoyed but professional, reminded her, “Miss Chen, since it’s furnished, this unit’s over three hundred thousand more than similar layouts on the same floor.”

Chen Jinyue nodded, unfazed.

Back at the agency, she signed the contract on the spot.

The house cost one million two hundred thousand total—no pressure for Chen Jinyue. She paid in full.

Next came the paperwork for the title transfer. Chen Jinyue handed over a service fee and entrusted the agent to handle it.

The young agent was dazed throughout, feeling like he’d been hit by a stroke of luck. In his entire career, he’d never met such a straightforward client. He promised to expedite the process, then cheerfully saw her out.

“Chen Jinyue? What are you doing here?” A shrill voice made both of them turn.

Chen Jinyue frowned, annoyed. It was Wang Lanfang, her Second Aunt’s loudmouthed best friend.

She couldn’t be bothered to engage and turned to leave.

Wang Lanfang darted forward, grabbing her arm and digging for answers. “Why are you running? Got money now, huh? Here to buy a house?”

Chen Jinyue yanked her arm free, her impatience practically spilling over. “I don’t need to report my business to you. What did the Chen family promise you to spy on me?”

A flicker of unease crossed Wang Lanfang’s face.

Last time, when she got that voice message from Chen Jinyue crying about suing, she’d immediately tipped off the Chen family.

But who could’ve guessed this stubborn girl would get so lucky? Right after the Chen family cut ties, she cleared out the factory’s backlog.

Now her old friend blamed her for meddling.

“What a way to talk! Auntie’s just looking out for you. Your Second Aunt and I are good friends…”

“Then I wish your friendship a long life.”

Chen Jinyue’s anger at being stabbed in the back was on full display as she stormed off.

Wang Lanfang tried to follow, but Chen Jinyue flagged down a taxi and hopped in.

Muttering curses under her breath, Wang Lanfang turned to the agent. “What was my niece just doing? Buying a house or renting?”

A few days ago, she’d heard the garment factory had paid all its back wages.

The high-interest loans were cleared too.

That girl must’ve struck it rich.

The agent, sharp-eyed, could tell this woman was trouble. Protecting client privacy was their duty.

“If you’ve got questions, better ask your niece,” he brushed her off.

But no sooner had he spoken than a loud colleague burst out from inside. “Holy crap! Bro, I heard you just closed a deal on an apartment—full payment!”

Agent: “???”

Wang Lanfang: “!!!”

…

Chen Jinyue took the taxi straight to a car dealership.

She was set on getting a house and car fully equipped in one go.

Buying a car was simpler. She’d always had a dream ride in mind: a Wuling Hongguang Mini.

Light green.

The Chen family used to have six people.

Chen Jianguo and his wife, Grandpa and Grandma, Chen Jie, and her.

But they usually only took one car when going out. The five of them rode together; Chen Jinyue walked. If it was too far, they’d let her take the bus.

Every time she went out with them, she’d get an earful—cursed out because they arrived first and thought she was dawdling.

She’d suggested they didn’t need to bring her along—she didn’t really want to go anyway.

But stepping out of their control got her chewed out worse. Grandma said university had made her too bold; Grandpa threatened to go to her school and tell her teachers if she kept defying the elders.

For a peaceful graduation, Chen Jinyue had to shut up and endure.

After earning money from her part-time job, she started saving quietly, dreaming of a small car.

Nothing too fancy—she didn’t dare hope for that. A Mini would do just fine.

Now that she had money, she paid in full and took it!