Cheap daddy Su Sihai is undoubtedly a great vulgar person.
Look at the second and third aunts at home, they must have been pretty when they were young, not to mention they have a house of canaries outside.
Su Yehao had seen the photo of the fourth concubine on the Internet. She had blond hair, blue eyes, a calabash figure, she was in her thirties, and she had a charming smile.
I knew before that my father was lustful.
Although it is a shortcoming, Su Yehao can't take advantage of it. He can't find a little goblin to charm him. That would be too weird. If he is not careful, multiple "fifth aunts" will appear.
If something goes wrong, he could easily be beaten to death by his own mother.
When Su Yehao heard that the sandalwood at home was broken, he unexpectedly thought that his old man was actually a very superstitious person.
I put three sticks of incense on the God of Wealth every day, so that the house smells like sandalwood all day long.
The lucky dragon fish at the door, the Bagua mirror, the jade nine-dragon wall that he often plays with, and the mysterious Feng Shui and numerology books on the bookshelf are enough to show that Mr. Su believes in this, and he doesn't just believe it.
The master bedroom that Mr. Su stayed in had just been moved two days ago. It seemed that the Feng Shui master mentioned that the north would be the most prosperous for him this year.
So I immediately changed the room from the master bedroom to the guest room, and even thought about buying an old house in Fatima Parish, the northernmost part of the casino, and staying there occasionally.
Su Yehao was in a daze, thinking as he walked, and found a point that could be broken.
The question is, how to do it?
He has three million in his backpack, a watch worth more than two million in his hand, and a luxury car worth tens of millions to his name. These are enough to satisfy him.
In the short term, helping my father save the real estate in Hong Kong City is undoubtedly the top priority compared to whether he should invest in his own business.
Su Yehao believes that even if he messes around now, he probably won't be able to make much money.
But those real estate projects are different. Now you may earn more than one billion from liquidation. Once the financial crisis comes and the housing prices in Hong Kong City plummet, you may lose one billion.
Between the two, there was a profit difference of two to three billion Hong Kong dollars. This terrifying number made him feel suffocated.
Not to mention that once the money is earned back, it can be reinvested, bargain hunting, and the profits are compounded... It can be said that whether he can persuade his father to turn back this time directly determines whether Su Yehao can stop struggling for several years.
All I can think about is money.
I happened to pass by Zhao Yimeng, a young actress.
Zhao Yimeng had seen Su Yehao before and thought that he would be like before, like a dog-skin plaster that he couldn't shake off, clinging to her.
She was ready to turn a blind eye, but she didn't expect Su Yehao to treat her like air and really just leave like that?
Remember the marriage hinted at by your parents.
At this moment, Zhao Yimeng shouted: "Su Yehao! Stop!"
When his thoughts returned, Su Yehao turned to look at her and found that it was Zhao Yimeng with short hair. He smiled and said hello, "Hello, Miss Zhao. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"..."
Calm and polite, it is hard for Zhao Yimeng to imagine that this is Su Yehao.
She continued: "Did your parents say something to my parents that they want to marry my family? No..."
Another scapegoat.
Su Yehao hurriedly deposited a large amount of cash in the bank before closing time, interrupted her and said: "My mother seems to have this idea. She thinks you are quite outstanding, but I have already rejected it. I admit that you are beautiful, but you can't be strong."
The twisted melon is not sweet, and I’m still young, so I haven’t thought that far ahead yet, I’m sorry!”
"????"
Zhao Yimeng was stunned. She always felt that something was strange.
It was clear that he was rejecting Su Yehao righteously, but why did he act like he was rejecting her?
Sorry, what are you sorry for?
When Zhao Yimeng calmed down, he realized that Su Yehao had just left without even looking back.
There were some students nearby, with strange expressions on their faces at the moment, and they were whispering among themselves.
Rumors on campus spread faster than imagined.
She didn't go home after school. When Zhao Yimeng came to the classroom and was about to organize the students of the debate team to rehearse, one of her friends came over and asked, "You just confessed to Young Master Su and were rejected? He is so attractive.
Didn't I like you very much before? What happened?"
Another girl with a ponytail also said:
"With the marriage between the Su family and the Zhao family, wouldn't it be possible to form a billionaire family? Xiao Meng, you will be a billionaire wife by then. As far as I know, he is the only child in the Su family, as long as there are no more younger brothers and sisters
Like that, all the family property belongs to him!"
"What nonsense! He didn't reject me, it was me who rejected him!"
Zhao Yimeng was completely confused.
She is usually cool and calm, but when she suddenly explodes, even her friends feel something is wrong.
Shortly after.
New rumors went viral again - longing for marriage, but after being rejected by Su Yehao, Miss Zhao lost her temper and broke down, shouting...
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Just pull out a card and ask the driver to take you to the bank.
Master Jiang has returned to the casino, and Jiang Yu has gone home for the weekend and did not go with Su Yehao.
When the lobby manager saw Su Yehao's school uniform, he didn't think it was anything at first. When he saw the school badge on the chest, he was slightly stunned and immediately smiled:
"The students from Donghuang Rose School are so awesome! What business do I need to handle?"
"Save some money."
Su Yehao patted the bag.
The lobby manager looked at the bag and subconsciously thought it didn't cost much, so he led him to a counter.
When he took Su Yehao's card, he noticed something was wrong. It was clearly a card from his own bank, but the manager had worked for so long and had never seen such a metal card.
Before he could take a closer look, Su Yehao took out a bundle of money and placed it on the counter.
There was one million in a bundle, and they were all brand-new thousand-yuan bills. The eyes of everyone present were attracted. Before the lobby manager could react, Su Yehao took out a second bundle of money and was about to continue taking it out.
This time, like a cat that had been stepped on, the lobby manager hurriedly reminded: "Young Master! Come with me to the VIP room to deposit money. This is not the place for you. Can I make you a cup of tea?"
In the past two years, the order in the casino has not been very good. Those white gentlemen deliberately relaxed their management, so that all kinds of monsters and monsters appeared.
Suddenly taking out so much money, the manager was inevitably a little nervous when other customers looked over.
After dealing with money all day long, these bank staff thought they were numb, but it was still a mess when they saw a student in school uniform casually taking out so much cash.
I was taken to the VIP room and drank black tea with dessert.
The lobby manager quietly made a phone call and asked friends at the Hong Kong City Head Office.
Only then did I learn that their bank specially used the precious metal palladium to customize 30 VIP cards and gave them to company CEOs with accounts worth over one billion yuan. It was particularly rare.
Su Yehao's picture was given to him by his mother.
During the Chinese New Year, I deposited 300,000 Hong Kong dollars as lucky money into it, but it has already been spent and only a few thousand Hong Kong dollars are left.
Even so, these few thousand Hong Kong dollars are still a surprise to Su Yehao.
What's even more surprising is that Huang Zewen's three million was not counted at all, and after counting, there was still an extra nine thousand gambling dollars.
The money was not much, but Su Yehao was very happy, feeling that he had made a lot of money again. He also got a set of razors as a gift from the bank, and also asked for a double-layer glass thermos cup.
I haven’t made tea for several days and I just need a cup...