"Wang Chenyu, actually I admire you very much." Fang Xiaoling said calmly, "Are you making a game? I have been following you for a long time."
"I am indeed making a game, but it hasn't been published yet?" Wang Chenyu looked at the eyes of his family members, a little embarrassed, "Did you admit the wrong person?"
"No mistake, we came across the Atlantic to see you because we discovered your creative potential." Fang Xiaoling said seriously, "If you publish this game, it will definitely be acquired by domestic companies first, so we I wanted to come and discuss cooperation with you in advance."
"Crossing the Atlantic? This...are you kidding?" Wang Chenyu looked at her in disbelief. To be honest, he had dreamed about this scene of someone coming to invest many times, but none of these people looked alike. Are you here to invest? It's more like he's here to make a living, "I understand, you are part of a prank show, right? This is..."
Before Wang Chenyu finished speaking, Fang Xiaoling slapped three bank cards on the table, "There is one million in each card, these are just deposits."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became solemn.
The two men who were sitting at the table also stood up and retreated to the sofa.
Only Roland and the others were left and continued to eat.
"Hahahaha..." The young man on the sofa suddenly laughed, "You are too slow to react. It is obvious that Brother Xiaoyu has found a few friends to act here!"
"I see. I'm telling you, I really thought my eldest nephew was going to be successful." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, "I have asked him to find a class and tinker with computers every day. What's the future? It turns out he knows that our Mid-Autumn Festival I want to come for dinner and deliberately find a few people to act.
What's the point? "
"Brother Xiaoyu, I'm not talking about you as a cousin. If you can do it, you can do it. If you can't do it, you can't do it." The younger man on the sofa crossed his legs, sighed and shook his head, "You are always chewing on the old, uncle. Can't you stand up to my aunt? I don't like small money, but I can't make big money. I'm talking about people like you."
"Okay, brother Xiaoyu is performing a Mid-Autumn Festival show. Aren't you happy?" A woman sitting on a stool not far away covered her mouth and smiled, "Brother Xiaoyu, you have no idea how to make up lies. Is one million too much? What age is it? The car your cousin and I drove today was only 1.2 million."
"Wang Chenyu, do you have a mobile phone? We can also make real-time remittances." Fang Xiaoling said to Wang Chenyu, "Sorry, we have been abroad for a long time. The three million there, based on the exchange rate, is almost your thirty million." "
"Three thousand..." Wang Chenyu took out his mobile phone doubtfully and brought up the real-time payment interface, "Ten thousand?"
"Assistant Luo, transfer the money!" Fang Xiaoling sat down, picked up her chopsticks and started picking up vegetables to eat. "Didn't I buy you a mobile phone before? I'll leave it to you with 30 million yuan."
Roland put down his chopsticks and took out a mobile phone from somewhere.
"Oh, how many years ago was this mobile phone?" The woman on the stool raised her head and laughed, "It doesn't even have a flip function? I'm afraid it can't make holographic calls, right?"
"Sorry, the software version on the phone is a bit low. It needs to be updated. Wait a moment." Roland put the phone on the table and waited for the update to be downloaded. He continued to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of ham and put it into Fang Xiaoling's bowl, "Mr. Fang, Try it, wheat ham is a specialty of this era."
"Hey, can you guys stop acting?" The cousin on the sofa looked at Wang Chenyu's mother and complained, "Auntie, what kind of friends does Wang Chenyu have? We haven't even come to the table yet. They Several of them almost finished the food.
Especially that kid! Look at her, she actually eats it with her hands! "
"Tsk, tsk, what is all this? I don't think you need to eat this meal." My cousin stood up and planned to leave, "Brother Xiaoyu, I used to think you were just a dick, but now it seems that you are really a pitiful person. There must be something hateful about it, even if it fails, it’s still hypocritical.”
Before he finished speaking, the bank card credit prompt on his mobile phone sounded in the living room: Your bank card has been recently credited with 30 million yuan, please check.
"Bah!" Fang Xiaoling took out a few tissues and spit out the food in her mouth, "What kind of broken ham is this? It smells like beer?"
"Mr. Fang, right?" The cousin came back and snatched the mobile phone from Wang Chenyu's hand, "What is it installed on? Isn't it just a software that plays notification sounds? Can this be a real remittance software? Can it... Is it really…really paid?”
"Ah?!" My cousin suddenly jumped up from the sofa and immediately ran over to see, "Really...really?"
There was chaos in the living room for an instant. Wang Chenyu's parents looked at each other in shock, not realizing what happened.
"Stop making noise!" Roland scolded, "Is this how you entertain guests? Didn't you hear that Mr. Fang doesn't like wheat ham? Why don't you leave?"
"Forget it, I found that the taste left an aftertaste in my mouth. It seems quite delicious after I get used to it." Fang Xiaoling held it with chopsticks and put it in her mouth each time. Slices of ham were sneaked into the storage space, "Uncle and aunt, you're welcome, why don't you sit down and eat together?"
"Oh, why are you still standing there? Xiaoyu just got 30 million in one fell swoop!" Third Aunt said excitedly, "This is really incredible, this Xiaoyu is really incredible!"
"Look! I've long said that my nephew will have a big future!" The middle-aged man grinned forcefully, "Sister, your family is so prosperous now!"
"It's so noisy. We, Mr. Fang, like to be quiet. Can all the other people go out?" Li Mengling put down her chopsticks and leaned back with satisfaction, "Do you have any ice cream after dinner?"
"Mengling, this is a family banquet. It's our fault, so don't go too far." Fang Xiaoling also put down her chopsticks, "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Wang Chenyu, if possible, would you like to go out and talk with us?" "
"Of course!" Wang Chenyu immediately snatched his cell phone back from his cousin, "Mom and Dad! I'm going out."
"Ah... Then remember to come back early for dinner." Wang Chenyu's mother said, tears suddenly bursting out of her eyes. She shouldn't have always discouraged this child's dreams before.
After several people followed Wang Chenyu and left home, Li Mengling asked: "Sister Xiaoling, where are we going to talk?"
"Just over there!" Fang Xiaoling pointed to the chess-playing area in the shade of the trees in the community. It might have been dinner time, but after a while, the old men had already left.
Xiaolan yawned and said, "Da Luolan, I'm so sleepy..."
(End of chapter)
