Looking at his parents' surprised expression, Wang Xiaoming was very grateful. Fortunately, he only said he had made 10 million yuan. If he told the truth, he still didn't know what he would scare his parents.

Even though Wang Xiaoming just said that he was only making 10 million, he was shocked by the whole family.

How did you earn ten million? My father Wang Fugui said incredible.

Dad, to put it bluntly, stocks are similar to gambling. As long as you hit the bet, ten thousand will become one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand will become one million, and one million will become one million. This is why I can make ten million. Wang Xiaoming explained that he used the simplest statement, which should be easily accepted by his parents.

It’s even more like gambling, but it’s not very dangerous to say that, and my parents immediately became worried again.

Wang Xiaoming quickly said: After all, stocks are not gambling, and they are similar to gambling, but they are different from gambling. Playing stocks requires technology. If I have good skills, it will be fine, but if I meet someone I don’t understand, it will be troublesome.

So that's the case, but then you have to be careful, you can't lose money. Dad Wang Fugui said worriedly.

Wang Xiaoming nodded and said: Dad, don’t worry, I understand, so I use all the money I earn for investment, leaving only a portion of the money to continue to invest in stocks. Even if the stock is lost, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, I have bought all my houses and cars, and there is still business, so it will not have much impact on me.

That's good. The parents nodded and felt relieved.

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly said: By the way, parents, don’t tell me about this. I can just make a little money, don’t talk too much.

My mother suddenly laughed and said: You also want to say that you think we are fools and don’t show off your money. We have known this for a long time. We just said that you are good at working outside. After making a little money, you won’t say the rest.

Wang Xiaoming doesn't care about that little money, just because he is afraid of causing trouble for himself. There are many relatives in the countryside. If you say that you have money, there will be a lot of people asking you to borrow money. Wang Xiaoming doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

As for his own company, Wang Xiaoming is even more reluctant to go to his relatives. These relatives have very low educational level and low abilities. This is one of them. The second is that their relatives are not easy to manage when they arrive in the company and do not do well, so they can even talk about him, let alone dismiss him.

So Wang Xiaoming would not do such things when his relatives go to the company.

That kind of family-style business is usually getting worse and worse.

My father Wang Fugui thought for a while and said, "I know you are afraid of trouble, but you also know that our relatives are all poor people and their lives are tight. If you have any way to make money, just help them."

Wang Xiaoming had a hint of embarrassment on his face. But when he thought about what his father said, he was not wrong. Everyone was relatives. He had money, and even if he didn't want to get them to his own company, he could still help them. But how should he help them?

Wang Xiaoming didn't think about how to help them, but when facing his father, he nodded and said: OK, I'll listen to my dad, but I still have to think about how to pull them.

Wang Fugui smiled and said: Just have this intention, don’t worry about this matter.

After a pause, Wang Fugui said to his wife again: The old woman’s son is back. Go and get a table of good wine and food. I’ll call Fushou and drink with me.

OK, okay, I went to make wine and food. My mother said with a smile.

Wang Xiaoming quickly said at this time: Mom, you don’t have to make too many dishes. I also brought some dishes back, as well as the roast duck that my dad likes to eat, so I don’t have to prepare wine anymore. I brought good wine back.

Mother Qian Qiuying said: OK, then I will copy a few side dishes. After that, my mother was busy doing things.

Fushou is Wang Fugui's younger brother, Wang Xiaoming's uncle, who lives not far from Wang Xiaoming's house. Wang Xiaoming's father only has such a brother, but there are more brothers and sisters in his grandfather Wang Xiaoming's generation, so the population is also relatively large.

Wang Xiaoming volunteered to call his uncle's family by himself, but Wang Fugui naturally had no reason to disagree.

Wang Fushou's house is not far away, one street and the other end, and it is a minute away.

When Wang Xiaoming walked to the door, he heard the sound of quarrels coming from inside.

In the house, a middle-aged woman was shouting loudly at Wang Fushou's family: Your liar, how did you tell us the 100,000 yuan bride price? There was nothing in the new house or car. You just want to marry my daughter, and you don't know. Who doesn't know that my daughter is the most beautiful in all the villages? Just your family background still wants to marry my family rules. Let's dream.

Next to the middle-aged woman, a woman in casual clothes was trying hard to pull the middle-aged woman away, but her delicate body was not the opponent of the middle-aged woman and she couldn't pull her at all.

When the middle-aged woman was talking badly and she couldn't pull her, the woman became more and more angry and stopped. She said angrily: Mom, are you still disliked the shame and was not too embarrassed to leave? Are you not leaving? If you don't leave, I'll leave?

After saying that, she looked up at the Wang family, moved her lips and ran out without saying a word.

Wang Xiaoming glanced at the other party and heard the beautiful girl. Wang Xiaoming had some impression of her, as if she was named Chen Juan. Everyone was from the same village. Although they were not familiar with each other, they knew each other at least.

However, at this time, Chen Juan was angry and did not want to say hello to Wang Xiaoming, and left angrily.

Daughter, Daughter. When the middle-aged woman saw that her daughter had left, it was no longer interesting to stay here, she said fiercely: Anyway, I have explained it clearly. The rest of the matter, the Wang family will do. With the conditions of your family, you don’t even have a family to marry my daughter.

After saying that, he left angrily.

Wang Fushou's family's faces looked very ugly, but they were poor and had a short ambition. They were told to the pain by the other party. In addition, the family's mouths were not smooth and they could not find any counterattacks. They all said nothing and were sulking.

Wang Xiaoming came in and immediately said hello: Uncle, Aunt, Xiaogang.

Wang Xiaogang was in a low mood, but when he saw Wang Xiaoming coming, he still greeted him: Brother.

The aunt secretly touched her tears and hurriedly greeted her: Xiao Ming is here, hurry up and sit down.

Wang Xiaoming didn't sit down or ask what happened just now. It seemed as if the incident had not happened just now. He said to Wang Fushou's family: Uncle, I just came back today, and I brought some food and drinks back. I'll go to my house to have lunch.

No, no, our meals are ready. My aunt said politely.

Wang Xiaoming smiled helplessly and said: Auntie, I am not the kind of person who pulls and pulls. I feel embarrassed to pull at you. We are just having dinner with our own family. You are embarrassed to ask me to go home and ask my dad to come and pull people.

Let's go, they are all their own family, so why are you polite? Wang Fushou said that as the head of the family, his words are very useful.

This also made Wang Xiaoming feel relieved. He was most afraid of pulling and pulling, so he might as well just make a little more sense.

By the time Wang Xiaoming brought his uncle and aunt home, his mother had already fiddled with all the cooked dishes that Wang Xiaoming brought on the table.

The cooked dishes brought by Wang Xiaoming were all bought at the vegetable market in Hangzhou. They tasted very good. Once they were placed on the table, the fragrance wafted out.

Wang Fugui said to his son: By the way, Xiao Ming, didn’t you say you brought wine to you, go to the car to get wine.

Okay, I'll go get the wine. Wang Xiaoming agreed and went to the car at the door to get the wine.

When Wang Guifu heard Wang Xiaoming's actions, Wang Fushou and his family were suddenly surprised.

Wang Fushou, who was Xiao Ming, asked in surprise. He remembered that Xiao Ming had just worked for a while, so why did he drive back? Oh, yes, it must have been borrowed from a friend.

Wang Fugui said with a smile: This kid, he bought a car after making a little money, and the young man just wanted to show off.

Xiao Ming bought this car himself. Wang Fushou was really surprised this time.

Wang Fugui nodded, his face full of smiles.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming came back with two bottles of wine. Seeing the wine Wang Xiaoming was holding, Wang Fugui was also surprised and said: Moutai, it’s still a waste of money.

He said that he was in vain for money, but Wang Fugui still had a look of surprise on his face.

Wang Fugui has not many hobbies, and his biggest hobbies are that he loves to drink. He has tasted Moutai. He knows that this is a good thing, but Moutai is too expensive and he really can't afford it. He usually drinks his own brewed rice wine.

The meal is not ready yet, but there are cooked dishes on the table, so you can drink some wine first.

Wang Xiaoming took the wine apart, put the cup, and poured the white wine for several people.

Wang Xiaoming rarely drinks and does not drink enough, so he only poured a little bit of it for himself. Both his aunt and uncle can drink, his cousin Xiaogang also has a full glass of white wine, and his father Wang Fugui also has a full glass of wine. As for his sister, the little girl should not think about drinking.

Wang Xiaoming doesn't know much about wine, so in his opinion, Moutai is just average. Anyway, the white wine tastes the same, but Moutai is not that spicy and mellow, which is real.

After drinking a little wine, eating a little food, and talking a little gossip. Seeing that the uncle's family's emotions were calm, Wang Xiaoming asked what had happened just now.

When I said what happened just now, my aunt sighed.
Chapter completed!