Zhu Suosuo, who was working part-time during the summer vacation, didn't know what to say after hearing Jiang Nansun's statement.
Unlike Jiang Nansun, who was the sweet girl of heaven, she had been a pampered little princess since she was a child, and she ended up going to a better university.
Zhu Suosuo was only admitted to an ordinary local private undergraduate program, and sometimes he envied Jiang Nansun's life.
Even talking to Jiang Nansun on the phone now is done secretly, for fear of being discovered by the store manager and having his salary deducted.
"Susuo, are you listening?" Jiang Nansun asked aggrievedly as he never received a response from his best friend.
Jiang Nansun's words interrupted Zhu Suosuo's random thoughts and said quickly:
"I'm listening, and I'm thinking about how to persuade you. After all, my uncle is right. It's really hard for you to get involved in your parents' quarrels!"
Jiang Nansun was a little dissatisfied with his best friend's answer. He lay on the bed with his little feet raised, pouted and said to the phone:
"But today my dad was being unreasonable and making trouble, even though it was a very small thing, but in the end he made my mom angry. I wanted to chase her, but he wouldn't let me go!"
"You said it was just because of breakfast, what about him?"
"And my grandma also sat there without saying a word. She always couldn't stand my mother and me!"
"Uh~" Zhu Suosuo really didn't know how to answer. After all, this was someone else's business.
After thinking for a moment, Zhu Suosuo said softly:
"I guess uncle..."
While Jiang Nansun and Zhu Suosuo were on the phone, Mother Jiang was also sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor and asked Jiang Pengfei beside her:
"Son, what's wrong with you today? I felt something was wrong with you early this morning?"
Jiang Pengfei also didn’t intend to hide it from his mother:
"Mom, I have no feelings for Dai Yin anymore. I think she is the kind of person who can share wealth but not joys and sorrows!"
"Believe it or not, old man, if something happens to me today, she can remarry tomorrow!"
"Bah, bah, bah!" The old lady hit her son gently.
"What are you talking about? How can you curse yourself like this? You can't let me, a white-haired person, give you, a black-haired person!"
Jiang Pengfei stood up and walked behind his mother, massaging her shoulders and saying:
"Mom, you have suffered a lot these years. Don't worry, I will definitely work hard in the future and take back the house on the second floor. This is what my dad and you have always wanted!"
Mother Jiang closed her eyes and enjoyed her son's massage, and whispered:
"Son, based on what you said, do you want a divorce?"
Jiang Pengfei paused with his hands, then massaged his mother and said with a smile:
"I can't hide anything from your wise eyes, but Dai Yin was originally chosen by my father. In order to respect my father, as long as Dai Yin doesn't mention it, I will not take the initiative to propose a divorce!"
Mother Jiang had never experienced any storms in the past few years, and she could tell at a glance that this Dai Yin was not the one to keep the family.
He took his son's hand, asked him to sit over, and sighed:
"It's all your father's fault. He was so anxious to hold his grandson, but he chose such a person in a hurry, and then he didn't even hold his grandson!"
"Mom, I promise you that I will definitely let you hold your grandson, but first you have to take good care of yourself so that you won't be unable to hold him by then!"
Jiang Pengfei held his mother's hand and joked.
At this time, Jiang's mother's expression changed, she turned to her son and said seriously:
"Son, Mom doesn't know why you changed so much today, and I don't want to know!"
"I guess you have some idea in mind, this is for you!"
After speaking, he took out a bank card and handed it to Jiang Pengfei.
Jiang Pengfei took it and asked doubtfully:
"What are you doing?"
Mother Jiang explained with a smile:
"There is 1 million in it. As soon as you mentioned the house on the second floor, Mom knew that you wanted to fight. This is Mom's sponsorship for you!"
"And I think if your dad were here, he would also support my decision. He always thought you were too weak, otherwise he wouldn't have put all the money with me."
Jiang Pengfei felt that this old lady was really amazing. She could analyze so many problems from just a few words.
Jiang Pengfei collected his bank card and solemnly promised:
"Mom, don't worry, give me a year, and I will definitely redeem that house for you!"
Mother Jiang felt sorry for her son and didn't want to put too much pressure on him. She said in a nonchalant tone:
"Okay, this million is nothing. As long as it can give you fighting spirit, I'm willing to add another Lingma!"
After saying that, I was still a little sad:
"When you were a child, you blamed me for doting on you too much. Your father was too busy making money to support the family and had no time to take care of you. But I was always afraid of treating you badly, and I didn't expect to develop this weak temper in you."
"Your dad still doesn't know how to blame me when he's underground!"
Jiang Pengfei saw his mother sad and quickly coaxed:
"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely work hard in the future to rebuild the glory of our Jiang family here in Shanghai, and try to get my dad to give you a thumbs up in his dream!"
Mother Jiang thought her son was just trying to coax her, and she just wanted to give her son pocket money with the million.
In her heart, she felt that if she had to pay, she should pay, and she could afford to pay even one million, but she was very happy to hear her son say that.
He reached out and patted Jiang Pengfei gently, pretending to be angry and said:
"You know how to make me happy. There are two things I want to do right now, hold my grandson in my arms, and the second is the room on the second floor of our house!"
"I don't expect anything else. Any glory or dishonor is just passing by."
That's what I say, but when I was a child, Jiang's mother's family was one of the richest in this ten-mile foreign market. The house they lived in back then was many times bigger than the one we live in now, and there were more than 20 servants in the family.
Later, had the family not been in decline, it would have been impossible to marry into the Jiang family who was not a heavyweight.
Mother Jiang felt a little sad when she thought of this, but she didn't show it. She stood up and said:
"Son, take me upstairs, I'm a little tired and want to take a nap!"
"Okay, Mom!" Jiang Pengfei said and helped his mother go upstairs to the bedroom.
After arriving in the bedroom, Mother Jiang kicked her son out, sat on the recliner, looked through old photos, and recalled the past.
After Jiang Pengfei went downstairs, he left home directly and planned to think about the future.
Walking to a park and sitting on a deck chair, Jiang Pengfei felt that he could no longer keep a low profile in this life. In this three-acre land on the beach in Shanghai, he must have money and social status.
After thinking about it carefully, I still want to engage in industry. Those who do industry will have greater social recognition and corresponding social status.
For example, if you are the founder of a small Internet unicorn, even if you are worth tens of billions, your shares will most likely only be 20% in the end.
The company cannot be passed down to children and grandchildren, so it has no prestige in the local area, and its value will always be its value.
But it's different if you are engaged in industry. If you can create tens of thousands of local jobs, you may be a guest of the government.
Jiang Pengfei then decided on his future development direction. He would first earn his first pot of gold through investment, and then walk on both sides of industry and the Internet.
PS: This is just a personal opinion. I really think that except for those big guys who are engaged in the Internet, the net worth of everyone else is relatively virtual. It is possible that the stock will fall tomorrow and the net worth will be cut in half in an instant.
Moreover, after Internet companies go public, it is not the founders who have the final say. Many founders were even kicked out in the end (such as Dong Dong from a certain wave)
(End of chapter)
