The rich dad sat down and spit out a breath: "In two years, your mom and I are not too old yet. It's a pity to throw it away after decades of work."

"You usually come back and stay for a few days when you have time. If you don't have time, you will be busy with your own things. When your dad leaves, we will clean up and come to Beijing."

Fu Mom added: "Or, if Xiaoyu has us, come."

"Why not that? Su Yu has no idea that he can't be a big star now. You should have it right away." Fu Hai also lit a stick for himself and sat down to accompany his father.

"Really? If you don't say that being a celebrity has to secretly not make any statement when you get married, and you don't dare to have children? I've read the newspaper and I'm afraid that fans will object."

There is no fan statement yet, and it is called movie fans and fans.

"Su Yu and I don't have this concern. You will know Su Yu's character in the future and don't care about these things at all."

"He is a big star. To be honest, I don't feel so honest now." Fu Mom covered her heart.

"Don't worry, you guys, I've found you a good daughter-in-law for you, who can make money and support your family. There's no way to go, so it's easy to get along with."

"Who can earn more?" asked the rich dad.

"We? It must be her. Can I earn her? An album is just a few million. She earned 30 million last year. How much am I? She is still lazy."

“Can there be more?”

"Ah, she and Sister Caiyi and others didn't do a good job of making money. They pushed a lot of things and received few advertisements, so they basically didn't take commercial performances.

It’s not that I don’t accept it, but that I’m very good at choosing live jobs, and so is advertising. I don’t accept everything when I come, and I earn much less than other stars. Now there are hundreds of millions of dollars, and I don’t know whether it’s true or not.”

"That must be fake, 100 million, how much does that cost? Just earn it back so easily?"

"Dad, then you are really wrong, so I told you to read the news and newspapers more if you have nothing to do. What era is it now?

If others don’t say it, just talk about Su Yu. If she let go of her commercial performances and advertisements, she will not be able to stop her by 100 million a year, and at least 130 million a year will be the foundation.”

"……real?"

"Then there is still a falsehood? The contracts she pushed out plus one plus numbers came out. These are not the ones that still have intentions outside."

"...My mother, then this is a one-million-plus earned less. This child is so heartless, don't he regret it?"

"What do you regret? Is it less than 30 million? We can't make money in our entire life. Is it not enough to eat or spend enough? Besides, we basically don't spend much money on our daily lives."

"That's 100 million." Rich father fell into deep entanglement, as if he had missed the 100 million feeling.

"We both don't have money to eat and live. We can get discounts if we buy a few pieces of clothes. What's the difference between more money and less? That's how much money you make. Do you know how tired you are?

I only slept for a few hours a day, and I was so crazy about taking a plane to get through the venue. What kind of life do you want Su Yu to live?

Isn’t it good to be so relaxed now? It’s 30 million a year, and 100 million a year in three years, and it’s still less? Besides, I’m the one who is the right person to make money to support his family, children, and parents.”

"Yes, my son is so kind of insecure. We can't rely on women. Then we can't be a soft meal. The backbone cannot be hard."

"And I have to listen to my brother's matter. I feel that my brother is right. The advertisement is coming, but is the product good?

Is it a scam? Will eating and using it affect your health? Will after-sales service quality meet the standards?

The manufacturer will have nothing to do at that time. The advertisements we shoot will be scolded and will make people thrust their backs. If I have children in the future, will I be able to make my children laugh at them?"

"Yes." When talking about grandson, Lao Fu immediately became serious and agreed firmly: "That thing must not be done, and the child cannot be punished with it. That is a sin."

"And I don't want her to be too tired. What should I do if my body is exhausted? Yes?"

"right."

"Last year, Sister Caiyi said she wanted to make more money for the studio. She took over many shopping malls and almost got into trouble. She made my brother scold her and almost masturbated her agent.

Dad, guess what my brother said?"

"What do you say?"

"He said I'll send you out to make money? I'll just have fun with this studio, and I'll just take care of you and support you.

What money do you make? Use you to make money? Can you have more time to sleep in a year? You are all idle and go to class. If you fail the exam, I will deal with you."

"Then what?"

"Then I asked a bunch of teachers to come back and teach them. I took the exams, like elementary school students. Music, music theory, musical instruments, psychology, business management, marketing, foreign languages. I learned a lot."

"Don't you study?"

"We have to learn too, we have to have less classes, and we still have to work."

“Learn to be useful?”

"It's useful. My brother often teaches us. He speaks very well and feels better than those teachers."

"You have met good people, capable people. Do it well, don't think about it. Your brother, is he really a high-ranking official?"

"Well, the country is less than 200, who is not a high-ranking official? Major national affairs are all decided by them in meetings."

The rich father took a sip of cigarette and touched his mouth: "Oh, your boy, why are you so lucky? Is it my son?"

Fu Mom slapped Fu Dad in the face: "You're confused? Old guy."

"It hurts," the rich dad grinned: "It's true, not dreaming."

The family of three laughed.

"Your brother... how much money does their family have?" Fu Mom asked in her voice. Women like to inquire about these things.

"Where do I know? I guess it's worth hundreds of billions. My brother is so powerful. Foreign rich people are all circling around him and do whatever they ask him to do."

Hiss... The air in the room rose several degrees instantly, and the cold air was exhausted.

"Oh," Fu Hai slapped his forehead and stood up and squatted out the cigarette butts: "I'm just visiting you, there are still people downstairs."

"Who?"

"The video recording needs to be recorded, so I asked them to come up. I was afraid that there would be any inconvenience just now, so I came up and checked it out first."

"What's inconvenience in our family?" Fu's mother said, her eyes already started patrolling the house. She saw that there was nothing wrong with it, so she hurried to clean up.

"What else do you have to do when you come back?" The rich father also pinched his cigarette and asked.

"It's okay, everyone has helped to get it done. I'll come back and see what you're going to do, and then go to the hotel. Where did you book to get on the bus?"

"Just let's have a gas station in front of us, the place is spacious."

"It's OK, come on. Don't forget to send some red envelopes to others. Is it enough money?"

"Enough, there is."

"Don't ask your brother to pay for money. You can give it to the money you should give it to yourself." The rich dad reminded him again.

"Dad, do you think my brother can ask me for the two money?

The hotel belongs to our company and the plane belongs to my brother’s private ones, which means the director team sends red envelopes and pays for renting a car, and you don’t care about the others.”

"How can that work?"

"Dad, my salary is not paid by my brother? Besides, the assistant is not me, and there are other people. I have to stubbornly not want my brother to spend money, so others can't think about it?"
Chapter completed!