"Hey, you stinky boy."
Song Siping finally stopped looking at the stock market and said, "You've been making trouble for a long time, so you came to me to break up the family, right?"
"Why do you say it's so unpleasant? What's the point of dividing the family? Just buy a house and have your own private space." Song Wenbin said patiently.
"If you want to have your own private space, buy it yourself. I bought this house for myself," Song Siping said.
Song Wenbin got angry and said, "Can it be the same? Your house was 2,000 yuan per square meter at that time, and now it is 20,000 yuan per square meter. Besides, when you bought the house, didn't you ask your uncle for a loan? To put it lightly, you bought it. Now Which young person out there doesn’t buy a house without subsidies from his parents?”
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Song Siping interrupted his son's yelling.
Maybe what Song Wenbin said made sense, or maybe his desire for grandchildren took over. He asked, "Where do you want to buy a house, and how much square footage is it?"
"Unsure where."
Song Wenbin said: "But I don't want you to pay a full down payment. It's enough for you to help me pay a down payment."
"How much is the down payment?" Song Siping asked.
"Three hundred thousand." Song Wenbin said.
Song Siping's face looked better. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, spitting out the tea leaves and said, "What kind of shabby house can I buy with a down payment of 300,000 yuan?"
Song Wenbin thought to himself, why don't you give me 300,000 yuan? What's the use of just pretending.
Although he thought so in his heart, he found it difficult to see his father relent, so he said: "Anyway, I need a down payment. You can give me a down payment, and you can think of something later."
Song Siping thought for a while and said: "It's okay to buy a house. You are old enough. I am also happy to see you willing to develop in H City, but after all, this is a big deal, and you have no job, so I will help you." Even if you pay a down payment, you may not be able to repay the loan.”
"I....."
Song Wenbin hesitated for a long time, but still did not tell his father about his work in the SEAL Company. Although the previous filming process in the Caribbean was not as thrilling as in Nigeria, for his parents who seek stability, such a job It's beyond their scope of acceptance.
"Well, it just so happens that I'm discussing with your uncle these days. He has a job he wants to give to you. If you can successfully get this job, how about I help you make a down payment?" Song Siping said .
Song Wenbin showed a trace of unhappiness on his face: "Uncle? What kind of job does he have?"
Song Siping was very happy when he mentioned this. He said: "Let him tell you this in person. He is coming to my house for dinner tonight. You have to behave well this time and never let your uncle down again. Do you understand? ?”
Song Wenbin's expression froze.
There is no doubt that the uncle is Song Wenbin's least favorite person in the entire family. Uncle Song Weimin was the first college student in the Song family and the first person to leave the countryside. This was a great event in his time. Song Wenbin heard that the entire village was setting off firecrackers and sent him out of the village. This was probably a shocking image for Song Siping, so the concept of studying to get ahead in college was deeply rooted in his heart. However, due to the environment and talent at the time, Song Siping did not have the resources to go to college, so he pinned his hopes on Song Wenbin. You can get a glimpse of it from the name Wenbin. In fact, the name Song Wenbin was also given by his uncle Song Weimin.
However, although he named Song Wenbin, he didn't have much affection for his nephew. He had never seen Song Weimin since he was a child. On the contrary, his son interacted a lot with Song Wenbin.
When Song Wenbin was very young, Song Weimin's son, Song Wenbin's cousin Song Chengcheng, often bullied him. The worst time was when he pushed him from a field ridge into a pond full of lime, where he almost drowned.
However, due to his cousin's excellent academic performance, everyone in the family turned against him. As a result, Song Wenbin was bullied and had to apologize to his uncle's family.
Furthermore, because Song Weimin went to college and became a civil servant, he got a good position in the system and became the absolute core of the family. Be consistent in the family. Every New Year, everyone in the family must go to Song Weimin's house to celebrate.
And this has almost become a scene of large-scale competition and clinging, which can be called Song Wenbin's childhood nightmare.
Because Song Wenbin's grades were not good, almost every year during the Chinese New Year, Song's mother Li Yue would beg her eldest brother to let him educate Song Wenbin, as if this would make Song Wenbin's grades better.
Song Weimin did live up to his trust and was extremely mean and insulting every time he spoke. However, Song Wenbin's performance showed no improvement and he was just scolded in vain for more than ten years.
If his parents scolded him, he could still talk back, but when Song Weimin, a veteran cadre, scolded him, he could only endure it. There was nothing he could do. Now that he heard that his uncle was coming over again, Song Wenbin was about to go crazy.
"I'd better go out." Song Wenbin said, "You guys talk slowly."
"No." Song Siping said proudly, "Uncle wants to see you by name."
...
...
At night, the Song family is brightly lit.
Song's mother Li Yue cooked a table of dishes early, and Song Siping took out his treasured Wuliangye from the cabinet.
Song Wenbin stood at the door expressionlessly to show respect.
At seven o'clock in the evening, a black Hyundai arrived belatedly and parked in front of Song Wenbin's house.
Song Wenbin opened the car door with a professional smile on his face.
"Uncle is here."
Song Weimin had some difficulty emerging from modern times. He had a big belly, gray hair, and it was difficult for him to sit or stand.
His long-term official duties gave him a very cold aura. Even though he had retired, when faced with his nephew's approach, he just hummed and handed his cane to Song Wenbin.
Song Siping, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, quickly led Li Yue out of the house, holding Song Weimin's arm, "Come in quickly, brother, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Wen Bin, go and stop my car." Song Weimin handed him the key smoothly.
Song Wenbin quickly nodded in agreement.
After parking the car and returning home, the two Song brothers were already sitting at the dinner table talking: "...The situation this year is not very good, and all businesses are difficult to do, but let me first define it here, no In three years, the epidemic will be over."
"Business would have been difficult even without the epidemic. At any rate, we listened to you and didn't do catering in the early years. If we hadn't listened to you now, we would have closed down many restaurants."
"Yes, brother, come and try my cooking. It's okay if you can't go out to eat now. The food outside is not as good as at home. The food at home is clean."
"After eating too much big fish and meat, home-cooked food still tastes good." Song Weimin sighed. At this time, he saw Song Wenbin standing aside, and immediately frowned and waved to Song Wenbin: "Come here, Wenbin, I have something to do. ask you."
Mother Li Yue immediately gave Song Wenbin a hard look.
Song Wenbin didn't know why his mother was exerting such force. He walked to Song Weimin and sat down: "Uncle."
"Are you still doing the live broadcast business now?" Song Weimin asked.
"That's right." Song Wenbin thought to himself, filming a program is actually similar to doing a live broadcast.
"How many times have I told you Wenbin? We are serious people and don't get involved in those crooked ways. Why don't you listen?" Song Wenbin took the chicken soup from Li Yue's hand and said seriously.
Song Wenbin sighed, "I'm not evil, uncle."
"Uncle says just listen!"
Song Siping shouted dissatisfied. He opened the wine bottle and said to Song Wenbin: "Pour some wine for uncle."
Song Wenbin stood up helplessly and took the bottle.
Song Weimin put down his bowl and said: "Look at those who do live broadcasts, they are crazy, they are pretending to be gods, and they create a messy environment. They say they are not evil. I will define it here. Within three years, the country will definitely take action. Rectification.”
"Yes Yes Yes."
Song Wenbin nodded repeatedly and poured wine.
"Otherwise, you are lucky. You are born in our family."
He pressed the glass of wine and said to Song Siping: "Some time ago, the telecommunications company came to me, hoping to promote telecommunications services in H City. As you know, China Telecom's market share in H City has not been high, and China Unicom basically handles the business. and mobile.”
"Yes." Li Yue immediately agreed, "Our broadband is all mobile."
"Well. I told them that it is not impossible to promote telecommunications in our area. But the business aspect must be done by locals in H City. This way, they are familiar with the environment of H City, and there will be less resistance and more conducive to implementation. Development, don’t you think?”
"Yes Yes Yes."
Song Siping immediately raised his glass and clinked it with his brother.
Song Wenbin sighed slightly in his heart. As expected, after drinking a glass of wine, Song Weimin said to Song Wenbin calmly.
"I have already negotiated with the district chief. You can go there tomorrow."
"Go...where?"
Song Wenbin asked stammeringly.
"Idiot, where else can you go!"
Song Siping scolded: "Go to the telecommunications company."
ah? ? ?
Song Wenbin was confused.
"Why did I go to the telecommunications company?"
He said: "I don't know anything about that thing. I... I don't know anything about telecommunications except paying the phone bill. If I go, won't I cause trouble for others?"
Song Weimin showed an unteachable look and shook his head slightly.
"You can't learn if you don't understand!" Mother Li Yue pinched Song Wenbin's ear: "You won't be able to learn if you learn!"
"no..."
Song Wenbin avoided his ears: "I have something to do, please transfer me to Telecom, I..."
"What's the matter with you?"
Song Siping said fiercely: "Standing on the street like a gangster every day, messing around with your bad friends, why don't you stop quickly!"
Song Wenbin's eyes widened.
"If you don't have any foundation at all, just do it."
Song Weimin sighed: "But after all, you have some foundation, why do you do such shameful things? When people ask you, all of them are engineers and civil servants. When I ask you, you should also consider it for your parents. Everyone To strive for the top, you have to become a top anchor. Look at you now, how do you think you are?"
"Third rate," Song Wenbin said.
"It's still third-rate."
The uncle sternly reprimanded: "You are not worthy of the mainstream!"
Song Wenbin:......
"Well said! Not popular!"
Song Siping raised his glass in toast and said with sincerity: "I don't follow the trend."
Mother Li Yue said next to Song Wenbin: "Son, you have to seize this opportunity. Telecom is a big state-owned enterprise after all. It should be nice to tell it. Don't wait until a little girl can't look down on you in the future." That's too late."
"no."
Song Wenbin was helpless and sighed: "I don't understand telecommunications at all. I don't know anything about the business inside. If you ask me to do a professional job, I will be better. This is completely different from my major." It’s irrelevant…”
"What's your major?"
Song Weimin knocked on the table and said, "If you had gone to college, you would be able to talk about your major. If you haven't gone to college, where would you get your major?"
The parents laughed, not sure if they were genuine or fake.
Song Wenbin was silent.
After laughing, Song Siping felt a little uneasy and said, "He... never went to college... What will he do if he wants a diploma over there? Isn't it difficult to get through?"
Song Wenbin had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Song Weimin was very dissatisfied with his younger brother's questioning: "Don't worry, brother, although I have retired, my influence is still there. I can still do this."
Song Siping was overjoyed and quickly toasted his brother and said, "You brat, why don't you toast your uncle quickly? I really don't know how lucky you are to have such a good thing happen."
Song Wenbin stood up mechanically, smiled mechanically, spoke mechanically, drank mechanically, and sat down mechanically.
Humans crave power and dominate others. Even my uncle, who is nearly 60 years old, still craves it. They are so accustomed to craving it that when they dominate others, they don't see anything wrong with doing so, and they even think it's natural. But Song Wenbin was not interested in this. He just hoped that these people would stop bothering him.
After three rounds of drinking.
Uncle drank a little too much.
The atmosphere at the table gradually became more lively.
However, these heated topics can never be diverted away from Song Wenbin, just like jumping high on the earth, no matter how high you jump, you have to return to the ground. No matter how far the topic of parents and uncle drifts, it will eventually come back to Song Wenbin.
"...You said you, kid, are also very talented. If you had listened to me and studied hard in those years, why would you be like this now? You are still squatting at home every day at the age of twenty-five. Look at you now, you have Which little girl is willing to follow you?"
"Yes, you really should learn from your brother."
Mother Li Yue said: "Look at your brother, now in the United States, he earns hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands a month."
"Oh! I made more than one million last month, and I paid hundreds of thousands to his mother alone." Song Weimin corrected.
"Good boy." Li Yue looked envious.
Song Wenbin remained motionless, like a clay puppet that could only smile and drink.
"It was okay to do live broadcasting a few years ago, when the economy was good. Look at who are the people now. Let me define it. There are not good people in this industry from the inside out. Who would do such a thing if they are serious? They are all idle members of society, thanks to better conditions now. People like this were rogues and hooligans when we were children."
"That's not true."
"There used to be a young man in the municipal government who would go to the toilet to watch the live broadcast every day at work. He was fired after only a few days of work. He ruined everyone."
"Really?" Li Yue exclaimed in a low voice.
"Yes, this thing is just like electronic drugs. The more you watch it, the more addictive it becomes. Song Wenbin, I will give you a definition today. Those who watch the live broadcast are not good people. Especially your viewers, to put it nicely, they are called fans , to put it mildly, they are extremely boring people who don’t do their job all day long and encourage you to do those weird things.”
"I...fans...are not that...unbearable..."
Song Wenbin, who had been smiling and drinking, said in a trembling voice that he felt a huge pressure on his chest. When he had no living expenses, it was unknown strangers who supported him. He couldn't stand his uncle criticizing his work in this way.
"Just listen!"
Song Siping criticized harshly, which was completely opposite to his attitude towards his brother Song Weimin.
He poured another glass of wine for Song Weimin: "Drink, drink, this kid doesn't understand anything. Just go to the telecommunications company and work for a few more years."
"People have to be polished." Song Weimin sighed: "In other words, you two were reluctant to beat or scold at that time. As a result, you spoiled your son and ended up harming him."
"Hey..." Li Yue sighed silently and wiped away his tears helplessly.
"Birds of a feather flock together, and humans are still animals in a circle. It is also a good thing to let them leave that circle as soon as possible. I will give you a definition..."
boom.....
Accompanied by a crisp sound.
Glass shattered.
Blood stains the palms.
There was sudden silence at the dinner table.
