"Bang!" Zhu Li also brought Su Mingcheng a door-slamming meal.
"Yes." There were only two rooms in the house, so Su Mingcheng could only run to the sofa in the living room and sleep.
Fortunately, in the middle of the night, Zhu Li finally relented and called Su Mingcheng in.
"I know you still feel sorry for me, wife." As soon as Su Mingcheng entered the room, he jumped directly into the bed, hugged his wife's warm body and said movedly.
"Whenever can you feel sorry for me?"
The next day.
Su Mingcheng called and coordinated with the previous restaurant, and after adding an additional 10 yuan for delivery, they reluctantly agreed to deliver the meal here.
But the matter was not over yet. Su Daqiang, who had a new place to cause trouble, once again called all his old friends over.
When Julie came back and saw the mess at home, her whole body almost exploded.
"Hurry up, brother! When will this end?" Zhu Li gave Su Mingcheng an ultimatum at night. Her tolerance was almost reaching its limit.
"Hurry, hurry, I'll hurry up right away." As he said that, Su Mingcheng took his cell phone and went to the bathroom.
It happened to be daytime on the American side at this time, so when Su Mingcheng called, the call was connected quickly.
"Hello?" Su Mingzhe is currently having headaches about losing his job and convincing his wife Wu Fei.
"How is Dad doing with you now?" Su Daqiang had complained to Su Mingzhe before coming to Su Mingcheng's house. This provoked Su Mingzhe to scold Su Mingzhe on the first day.
It's a pity that Su Mingcheng didn't tolerate him at all, but this strengthened his idea of bringing Su Daqiang to the United States.
After all, in his opinion, the characters of the second and third children are not very good, and Su Daqiang is suffering completely by living with them in the country.
"Very good." Su Mingcheng was not prepared to file a complaint against Su Mingzhe, and even if he complained to Su Mingzhe, he could not control Su Daqiang.
He even thought it would be more useful to tell Su Mingyu about it.
"When are you going to pick Dad up? Dad has been urging me." Only his mobile phone has international services, so he and Su Mingzhe have always been the ones to communicate.
"It's almost, it's almost, please ask dad to wait for a few more days, my procedures are stuck." Su Mingzhe seemed particularly guilty as he spoke.
"Why is it so troublesome to apply for a visa? You don't want to take dad over, right?" Su Mingcheng asked suspiciously.
"What did you say?" Su Mingzhe was obviously a little angry, "I will complete the procedures and pick dad up as soon as possible." After saying that, Su Mingzhe hung up the phone directly.
"How's it going? What did eldest brother say?" Zhu Li looked expectantly at Su Mingcheng who came in.
Su Mingcheng glanced at his wife and replied: "The eldest brother said he would take dad over as soon as possible."
"That's great." Zhu Li happily jumped on the bed and said to Su Mingcheng, "Husband~"
Su Mingcheng pounced on the food and rolled up the quilt. Just as his blood was boiling, the sound of storytelling coming from the next room suddenly made him lose interest.
"Alas..."
……
Kyoto Film Academy.
"What are you doing?" As soon as Wu Shixian entered the dormitory, he saw Su Mingze staring at the computer screen intently.
"Stock trading." Su Mingze mortgaged the old house that was already in his hands, and then invested all the money in the stock market.
"You know how to do this?" As soon as Wu Shixian was mentioned, he immediately became interested and leaned over to look at the computer screen behind Su Mingze.
Unfortunately, looking at a bunch of data curves gave him a headache, but he still understood the simplest truth.
"Did you lose or make a profit?" If you ask about the loss first, you will know that he definitely does not think Su Mingze has made a profit.
After all, it is easy to find someone who is losing money in the stock market, but if you want to find someone who is making money, you can only look for it in the news.
"I made a little profit." The old house had a total mortgage of 5 million, and even though he was a troubled person, he only made one-fifth of the principal in two weeks.
"How much is a penny?" Wu Shixian was very suspicious that Su Mingze said a pip was a few hundred yuan. He even suspected that Su Mingze was panicking to avoid embarrassment.
"Half of one..." Su Mingze originally wanted to say that half of one is cool, but then he remembered that coolness was not yet a unit of measurement at this time.
"One percent of a small target." The measurement unit of small target has already appeared.
"One hundred million divided by ten is ten million. If ten million is divided by ten again, it is one million."
After Wu Shixian calculated silently in his mind, he looked at Su Mingze with wide eyes: "You mean you made a full million?"
"Are you so surprised? It's not like you can't come up with one million." Su Mingze turned around and glanced at this guy who had several millionaires when he was born.
"Can it be the same?" Wu Shixian did not suspect that Su Mingze was lying this time. After all, there was really little point in doing so.
"A treat! I have to treat you!" Wu Shixian did not directly ask Su Mingze to take him for a ride. No one can say that he can always make money in the stock market.
Maybe this is Su Mingze’s bonus for newbies? But the wool that needs to be harvested still needs to be harvested.
Rather than asking my good brother to give back the money he earned, he might as well take it out and eat it.
"Didn't you say no?" After completing his graduation project last time, Su Mingze returned to his dormitory and devoted himself to the stock market.
After all, I still have Su Mingyu’s debt, and I also want to get the money to make my first movie as soon as possible.
After following Wu Shixian out of school, Su Mingze felt more and more familiar with this road.
Until he saw this familiar door, Su Mingze said speechlessly: "Why is it here again?"
"The last time I met Zhou Yi was because I ate here, maybe I will have a chance this time." Wu Shixian said superstitiously.
"You are hopeless." Su Mingze shook his head and followed Wu Shixian into the hotel.
Unfortunately, Wu Shixian's extravagant hopes were dashed this time, and nothing special happened until Su Mingze dragged him back to the dormitory.
"Speaking of which, are you really not going to take advantage of this last chance to have a grand love affair? Anyway, your graduation project has been completed, and you have nothing to do in the remaining time." Wu Shixian lay on the bed and put a wet towel on his forehead.
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"Not interested." Of course Su Mingze's words were false. After all, there are still many acquaintances in this college.
Although the one he likes the most has graduated many years ago, he can only say that the eighteen-year-old beauty may pass, but the eighteen-year-old beauty will always have it.
"There are so many top beauties in our college, but none of them do you like?" Wu Shixian asked in confusion.
Not to mention the level 16 Zhou Yi they met last time, but the level 13 Meng Ziyi is also pretty good-looking.
