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The Xia family.
There were three or four people sitting at the dining table, and the atmosphere was quite quiet and harmonious. The only sounds in my ears were the tapping of chopsticks and bowls and plates, and the sound of chewing food.
The young man had a pair of huge dark circles under his eyes. He held his chin with one hand and stared at the food in front of him in boredom, poking at the plate with his chopsticks.
There were a few pimples but his fair and handsome face was full of impatience, and he complained: "Why are there bean sprouts? What I dislike the most is bean sprouts, so I won't eat them."
As he spoke, he slammed the chopsticks in his hand, yawned and prepared to get up and go back upstairs to catch up on his sleep.
Recently, Pesticide released a new hero. He had just bought this hero and was not sure about its skills, so he stayed up late and practiced hard.
It¡¯s not until three or four o¡¯clock that I go to bed again.
It¡¯s only around seven o¡¯clock now, and Mommy is about to pull him up to have breakfast.
This loud noise interrupted the movements of the other three people. Xia Jiangang glanced over the top of the newspaper with a heavy look, giving him a warning look.
Xia Dongyu then calmed down a bit and obediently picked up the chopsticks again.
"If you don't want to eat, you won't eat. Why did you throw the chopsticks? How did you teach him?"
Huang Guoyue is such a son, and since he is the youngest, he naturally loves him very much.
Seeing her husband "reprimanding" her son, she couldn't help but help: "You can't blame Xiaoyu. You know he hasn't liked bean sprouts since he was a child."
"In my opinion, it's not good to have servants who cook. If you're angry, it's better to find another servant."
Still want to change?
Xia Qiuxue sat aside and silently ate the food in her bowl. Less than a month after they moved out, three housekeeping aunties had already changed at home.
"My father likes spicy food, my mother has a light taste, she doesn't like Chinese food, and Xia Dongyu is a carnivore, so it's hard to reconcile."
Xia Jiangang did not refute her about this matter. Women were in charge of everything at home, and he only needed to run the company well outside.
Without even raising his eyelids, he replied calmly, "It's up to you." Then he continued to focus on the newspaper.
Seeing that his father had compromised, the young man gave his mother a thumbs up and hugged Huang Guoyue's arm coquettishly, "Mommy, I have a friend who is celebrating his birthday this weekend, can you give me five thousand yuan?"
Want money again?
This time, Xia Qiuxue couldn't help it. Liu Ye's eyebrows were furrowed, she raised her head and glanced at her brother, and asked softly: "Didn't you just have a friend's birthday last week? Why are you here again?"
Oops.
He forgot that he had reached out to ask for money last week. Facing the questioning looks of his sister and mommy, he couldn't help but avoid them with a guilty conscience.
"Ahemhere, this is another friend. He and I are good brothers. When I was injured playing basketball, he helped me pay for my medical bills."
Xia Dongyu is in the high school next door to hers. How come she hasn¡¯t heard about his injury while playing basketball?
There was actually a football match, but Xia Dongyu was in the liberal arts class with more girls than boys, so he finally managed to get a team together.
But the opponent was so strong that he already knew he would lose before even starting the game.
"I simply fell down on the court and abstained on purpose, so that if the opponent won, it wouldn't be so embarrassing," said my sister Xia Qiuxue, who is also the school beauty.
Last week, he used the money to buy game skins for the lottery, but this time it was really a friend¡¯s birthday.
It¡¯s just that an adjective indicating identity needs to be added before the two words of ¡°friend¡±.
When Huang Guoyue heard that her son was going to use the money to celebrate a good friend¡¯s birthday, she didn¡¯t think too much. She lowered her head and sighed and said softly: ¡°Then you can wait until I finish eating before I get the money for you?¡±
As long as you have money, Xia Dongyu returned to his "good baby" appearance, and picked up the chopsticks to pick up a piece of ribs for Huang Guoyue.
"Mommy, I remember that you like to eat corn ribs the most."
"Hey, okay. You should eat quickly, otherwise what will you do if you get hungry later?"
His dark eyes rolled, and the young man thought to himself: I won¡¯t go hungry, and I have to keep my stomach to eat steak with the others at night.
This scene of a loving mother and a filial son did not make Xia Jiangang feel warm. On the contrary, the more he watched, the more upset he became. What kind of things did he raise?
"Snapped."
The newspaper in his hand was thrown onto the table.
The sound was not loud, but it still made the three of them tremble in fright, and they all looked over. Huang Guoyue's silver face wrinkled slightly, "What's wrong with you? Who has made you unhappy again."
Xia Jiangang stared at Xia Dongyu coldly and said angrily: "Money, money, money, I just want to ask for money. When will you get me a penny from outside?"
The young man glanced at his mother with an aggrieved look, and the latter patted his shoulder comfortingly, "How can you make money as a student? Study hard first. There will be many opportunities to make money in the future, so ignore your dad."
However, the news in the newspaper slapped her hard.
¡¾The bad girl is actually a new genius! Earn 30 million from an oil painting! ¡¿
¡¾The eldest lady of the Xia family parachuted into the First Hospital of City A, and Director Wen acknowledged her by name. ¡¿
¡¾Three rich people spoke out for Xia Yuwan, and sent out 100 million red envelopes on Weibo! ¡¿
Look, what is a slap in the face?
The "problem girl" who has always been looked down upon by everyone turned out to be a genius in the industry. She won the Lifetime Achievement Award in Medicine at the age of fourteen!
On the other hand, what will Xia Qiuxue do when she is fourteen?
Because I participated in a municipal painting competition and won a silver medal, I was so happy that I held a party at home.
Xia Dongyu¡¯s age of fourteen was even more absurd and exaggerated. He had done everything Xia Yuwan had done in school, but the result was nothing but 0 points and a lot of money.
It¡¯s not like he wasn¡¯t given a tutor, but Xia Dongyu can drive away more than a dozen tutors a year!
In the end, Huang Guoyue gave up and comforted herself by thinking that as long as her child was in good health and would be filial and obedient from now on, it would be fine.
Grades are really not important. Anyway, the Xia family's company will be left to Dong Yu in the end.
Nowadays, the bosses of large companies hire excellent employees to work for them, and they just have to sit back and collect the money.
For example, if she manages to achieve good results, she would also like Xia Dongyu to manage good connections.
But after seeing that little bastard Xia Yuwan was able to easily earn back 30 million, the smile on Huang Guoyue's face still stiffened.
The annual profit of the Xia family's company is only about 100 million, and if this money is divided according to the shares held, Xia Jiangang still has about 50 million in his hands.
Look.
This is the difference.
People earn 30 million in half an hour, and Xia Jiangang worked hard for more than 50 million years to be responsible for the entire family expenses.
Look at the boss behind her.
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