Qin Ze knew that he was going to talk to him. He did not say anything at the dinner table. Firstly, Grandpa Sheng did not like to talk during dinner. Secondly, he wanted to save some face for him. What he was going to say next would probably not be pleasant to hear. For example, he was incompetent and lived off his parents. His son was already so old, and he wanted to save face.
"Do you think that you can live off your parents and not work because you have a car and a house at home?" Grandpa Sheng said directly in private.
Qin Ze was about to defend himself when Grandpa Sheng said, "Mountains of gold and silver will be exhausted one day, let alone my insignificant savings. You can live off it for eight to ten years, but can you live off it for the rest of your life? "
Qin Ze asked curiously, "Dad, how much savings do you have?"
Grandpa Sheng said angrily, "Do you really care about my retirement money?"
"Aren't you paying your pension?"
"Of course, pension is one thing, savings are another."
Qin Ze quickly lowered his head and listened like a good son.
Grandpa Sheng said slowly, "Not much, about 1.2 to 1.3 million."
When he said this, he tried hard to suppress his pride.
In fact, for the locals, one or two million was really not much. As a university professor, Grandpa Sheng was well known for his good treatment and good fortune. The key was that he had a lot of money. Don't think of the old man as an upright gentleman. As long as he didn't violate his principles, he wouldn't be soft-hearted if he could make money. For example, when a graduate student graduated, he would give them a red packet to show filial piety. As long as the other party was not a pile of shit, Grandpa Sheng would not mind giving them a few pointers.
Another example was taking private jobs, just like the mathematical model Qin Ze did two months ago.
However, the family owed more than a million yuan in loans. Grandpa Sheng used all the money he earned over the years to repay the loans and pay the interest. The economic crisis had caused a lot of trouble for the family, but they did not need to take the blame. For this reason, Qin Bao Bao and Qin Ze were full of complaints. However, they were suppressed by Grandpa Sheng and Qin Ma, so they did not show it.
"I have been looking for a job recently, but there is no suitable one," Qin Ze said.
"It's because no one wants you. The recruitment craze for fresh graduates is over. Everyone who should be recruited has been recruited. What's the point of having so many rookies? "The old man sneered.
He was a university professor and knew a lot about this.
Qin Ze felt awkward. Father, can you give your son some face?
"Why don't you find a job?"
"I found a tutoring job some time ago."
The old man scoffed, "How much can tutoring earn?"
"That family is quite rich and powerful. I think it's always good to make some connections in society. Moreover, my sister has entered the entertainment industry. I can't protect her for the time being, so I want to pull some connections, just in case." Qin Ze was speaking from the bottom of his heart. He was also curious about Nan Man Pei and had some thoughts that all men had. He didn't say that out loud.
The old man sneered again. "Useless. You think you can become a member of the upper class just by making friends with the rich and powerful? If you don't control it well, others will treat you like a slave. Besides, with your abilities, do you think you can protect your sister? You're a big shot in the entertainment industry. "
These words were really hurtful, but they were very sincere. The old man always hit the nail on the head and pointed out the problem.
"The tutoring job is already over. I get along well with that family, and I didn't show too much enthusiasm." Qin Ze said.
The old man reprimanded, "You wasted more than two months of time. That family has accumulated two months of work experience, but you only did a tutoring job!"
Qin Ze was not convinced. "I also invest in stocks. I also made money."
"You still invest in stocks?!" The old man's eyebrows immediately raised.
Although he relied on the stock market to make money and survived the first wave of difficulties for his family, investing in stocks could only be done through speculation. It must not be his main business. Some time ago, his daughter said that his son was investing in stocks. He didn't pay much attention to it. As someone who studied finance, he couldn't avoid the stock market. But if he didn't go out to work and invest in stocks as his main business, he couldn't do it. Because investing in stocks was not stable. When it made money, it was all smiles. When it fell, it was a dead end.
The pleasure of earning money in the stock market was like becoming a millionaire overnight. It was hard to quit. The old man knew this very well.
"You can play for a while. Just treat it as understanding the stock market. It will also help your profession. But you still have to work." The old man drank a mouthful of strong tea and pretended to give advice to his son. He said lightly, "How much is the capital? It's a loss. It's okay. Just treat it as tuition. "
Qin Ze stretched out a hand.
"Five thousand? You invested all the money you earned from tutoring in the stock market. "The old man said," Wow. "
"Five hundred thousand." Qin Ze whispered.
"How much?" The old man picked his ear.
"Five hundred thousand." Qin Ze said loudly.
The old man said blankly, "Where did you get so much money?"
"I invested all the copyright fees of those songs in the stock market."
All invested in the stock market …
The old man was furious. He slammed the table and got up to pull out his belt. "See if I don't beat you to death, you prodigal son."
Qin Ze saw that the situation was not good. He turned around and ran. He didn't have time to explain. The old man probably wouldn't believe him even if he said that he made money.
The old man held his pants with one hand and waved the belt with the other. He chased after him.
Mother Qin and Sister Qin were watching TV in the living room when they were startled. Qin Ze ran out as if he was running for his life and said loudly, "Mom, Dad wants to kill me!"
Qin Bao Bao subconsciously pulled her brother behind her. She suddenly realized that she was going to have a cold war with him. She said, "It's best if you kill him. You annoying thing."
Qin Ma went forward to stop the old man. She complained, "What's wrong? Why are you pulling out your belt?"
At this moment, the old man was furious. He was the type that would not cool down until he beat his son to death. He shouted, "Let go of me. I must beat this thing to death."
"Calm down, calm down." Mother Qin tried to persuade her.
The old man was so angry that his finger trembled. He pointed at Qin Ze and said, "Ask him what he did. He didn't take the right path but went astray. He went bankrupt to invest in the stock market."
Qin Ze cursed in his heart. It was quite f * cking rhyming.
Mother Qin said, "Is there a need for you to be so angry? Your son is just fooling around. Just scold him. Put away the belt. "
The old man said hatefully, "His capital is 500,000 yuan."
"How much?" Qin Ma picked her ear.
"500,000 yuan." The old man said with heartache.
Qin Ma let go of her husband and said lightly, "Just beat him to death."
The old man waved the whip and came over.
Qin Bao Bao, who was protecting her brother like an older sister, quickly retreated to a corner.
She's really my mother. Yes, and my sister.
Qin Ze took out his phone and shouted, "Dad, I really made money. Look if you don't believe me."
He opened the stock market software and logged in.
The old man strode over and snatched the phone as if he was afraid that 500,000 yuan would fly away. When he looked at it, the old man's eyes widened in disbelief.
Qin Baobao jogged over while swaying her butt. She leaned over to take a look.
Her sister's mouth was wide open. She saw the bright red numbers. Total assets: 1.08 million yuan!
"This, this is what you earned?" The old man came back to his senses and stared at his son.
Qin Ze nodded and was wary of the belt in his hand.
For the first time, the old man felt that his position as the head of the family was not stable.
He looked at his son's recent trading operations. There were patches of red that represented profits. There were frequent short-term operations. There were profits and losses, but overall, it was profitable. The scary thing was that the long-term stocks only increased the position and did not reduce the position. The profit was 300%.
Qin Bao Bao looked up and glared at him. "You made so much money and hid it from me. You have a bad conscience."
Qin Ze said disdainfully, "Why should I tell you? I won't give you a chance to ask for money."
Qin Bao Bao was furious. She stretched out her leg to kick her brother.
Qin Ze grabbed his sister's foot and swept her onto the sofa with a dragon tail sweep.
Qin Bao Bao cried, "Dad, look at him. Beat him to death."
The old man ignored his daughter and handed the phone back to his son expressionlessly. He walked away expressionlessly.
My son has finally become something. How wonderful.
My way of educating him was wrong …
Qin Ze did not react. He asked blankly, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Dad's considerate daughter curled her lips. "Son, it hurts."
Qin Ze immediately said, "Mom, she took advantage of you."
Qin Ma patted her daughter's head gently.
When he returned to his room, he found the old man still sitting at his desk. Qin Ze was stunned. Before he could say anything, the old man said, "I have something to say. Come here."
Qin Ze stood aside.
The old man hesitated. "Is the stock market really that good?"
He was a professor. Of course, he could analyze the general trend of the stock market and invest some money. He did make some money, but not as much as his son.
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