"Is it Fuyuan Community? I'm here, you come out."

At 8 o'clock in the morning, when Ning Xiu received a call from his father Ning Yong again, he had already arrived at the Fuyuan community where he lived.

"Okay, Dad, come in first, take a break in the small park at the entrance of the community, and I'll come soon." Ning Xiu, who had hung up the phone and had already cleaned up, hurried out of the house.

After going downstairs, Ning Xiu ran all the way and did not see his father in the small park.

It was not until I arrived at the entrance of the community that I saw my father Ning Yong standing under the tree and sucking clouds.

Ning Yong is a typical northern man with a tall, burly figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Even though he is in his fifties, he still has a straight waist.

If it weren't for a piece of hair on the top of the head, it would definitely be considered an elderly handsome man.

"Dad, why are you outside? Didn't you let you come in and rest in the park and wait for me?"

Ning Xiu said as he took the things from his father with diligence.

"You live here? The dormitory arranged by your company is good."

Ning Yong first looked at his son for a moment, then glanced at the community behind him, and said curiously.

"Uh! It's OK, let's go in and talk." Ning Xiu knew that this was not the place to speak, so he immediately said perfunctorily and took his father into the community.

"The environment is good, it's still an elevator room, your boss is generous."

Along the way, Ning Yong was very satisfied with the surrounding environment.

After all, it can be seen from the living environment that my son’s company is indeed well paid. It is okay for a college student who has not been graduating for this.

"That's it, Dad, you are advanced."

"good."

Opening the door, Ning Xiu waited for his father Ning Yong to enter before he walked in.

After closing the door with his backhand, he felt that the atmosphere was a little subtle. As soon as he looked up, he saw his father turning his head to look at him in a daze.

Opposite the two, there was the housekeeper Li Huilan who was mopping the floor with a mop.

"Mr. Ning, who is this?" Li Huilan looked at Ning Xiu who was walking in from outside the door, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

It was the first time she had been here for so long that she saw her employer get up so early to go out, and then quickly asked with a warm look on her face.

"Oh, this is my dad." Ning Xiu finished speaking, and said to his father who was staring at his serious face: "Dad, this is the housekeeping aunt I'm looking for."

"Huh! Housekeeping aunt."

Hearing his son's explanation, Ning Yong breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said to Li Huilan: "You are busy with yours, don't worry about us."

Taking his father to another bedroom, Ning Xiu consciously closed the door of the room.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw his father Ning Yong sitting by the bed, staring at him silently, obviously waiting for an explanation.

Ning Yong really needed an explanation at this time. He originally thought that his son lived in the company dormitory.

But after entering here, both the decorations of the room and Li Huilan just now obviously told him that his son Ning Xiu was indeed in trouble and was hiding it from the old couple.

"Uh, this is actually the case." After this, Ning Xiu didn't hesitate and immediately said: 'Well, to put it simply, I made some money with my friend to trade stocks some time ago, and then changed jobs."

"Stock trading is also a project?" Ning Yong frowned when he heard that his son was actually trading stocks.

Although he doesn't understand stocks, he often sees news on his mobile phone that some people go off the building because of stock trading, so his tone becomes much more stern.

"Uh! I just played with it once, and I didn't touch it after I made money."

As soon as he saw his father's expression, Ning Xiu knew where the problem was, so he quickly explained.

Ning Yong was relieved when he heard his son say this. He was most afraid that young people would not know the importance of it. If they touch things that should not be touched, and if they are addicted to it, it would be really over.

“How much did you earn?”

"Not much, only a few million."

"Bang!"--

Half an hour later, Ning Xiu sat by the bed with a depressed look on his face, and the kick on his butt was still a little painful.

And his father Ning Yong was holding his mobile phone and checking the balance inquiry information sent by the bank.

"Son, how is the current market of the stock you bought? I still have some private money, why don't you invest it in?"

After hearing this, Ning Xiu was a little confused. He just found an excuse, and he didn't know what stocks he could understand.

He quickly said with a serious look on his face: "Don't think about it, if you encounter such a thing once, you will be lucky.

You haven't read the news about stock trading bankruptcy. My mother knows that she won't scold you."

"Well, that's right." Ning Yong's face changed, and he thought to himself that he was really obsessed with money, and hurriedly said: "You're right, you can't touch it.

By the way, you just said what kind of experience you are now at? Is it stable?"

"Stable, too stable." Ning Xiu explained without blinking: "He is a game experiencer.

Simply put, this job is to help gaming companies enter and experience games before releasing new products.

Help them find loopholes to improve the game, and promote an emerging profession in the game. Not only is it easy to pay, it also has a good salary.”

"Oh, that's really good. Although you have money now, you can't just sit still. It's necessary to have a stable job."

Ning Yong didn't know what his son was talking about, but he saw the deposits in his bank card with real money and added his son's explanation, and believed most of them.

Seeing that he finally got his father done, Ning Xiu hesitated for a moment and continued, "Dad, I will build a studio or something in the future and cooperate with the game company in depth. What do you think?"

"I don't understand. You just have the idea to do it. We elderly people can't help you, but it takes a lot of money to open a studio."

"One million!"

"How many?"

"That half a million?"

"Okay, then I'll leave you 300,000. I'll take the rest back and let your mother save it for you. When you fail to start a business, you won't be beaten back to your original form."—

"Dad, you really won't stay for a few more days?"

"There are a lot of things at home, and your mother can't be busy alone. Since you're fine, why should I stay? If you can go back, leave the master."

My father Ning Yong came and went in a hurry. He only stayed for one morning. After lunch and returned from the bank, he took a taxi and left.

The one who left with him was the more than 3 million deposits accumulated in Ning Xiu’s bank card these days.

"Okay, it's finally completely solved, and I can feel at ease in the future."

Although his value has shrunk significantly, Ning Xiu doesn't care at all.

With his current tax revenue and the miscellaneous copper coin withdrawal income such as Yanwu, he easily earned more than 200,000 yuan every day.

This is still the copycat that appeared on the weekend and the tax on the later city skin bonus.

"By the way, today is Saturday. I really don't know what to do about the week."
Chapter completed!