My Life with Narration-Chapter 196 - 195: This Son Is Rebellious

This son is rebellious, Su Hongye now saw it clearly, and was infuriated, while on the side, Su He couldn't help but put a piece of rib in his dad's bowl and said:

"Dad, don't get angry, eat more!"

Upon seeing this, old comrade Su instantly felt that his little girl was the best, understanding the cold and warm of the family. In today's society, raising a daughter is far better than raising a son.

But before he could get moved, Su He took the plate of ribs in front of him and handed it over: "Bro, you eat too!"

Old Su: ...

In an instant, he felt his status at home was at risk, with a rebellious son conspiring for a coup.

Soon after, the first sister of Gotham City started asking him questions at the dining table, asking how he made so much money and inquiring about his recent income and such.

Upon knowing he earned tens of thousands through stock trading, Zhou Hui was grinning from ear to ear, even happier that her son now had a relatively stable income.

The short video revenue wasn't low either, and he even had a proper job at a company. Such a son, even if he's not a civil servant, so what?

In the future, when she needs to find a match for her son, wouldn't she have more confidence?

When people ask about her son's income, she could respond modestly on the surface, yet with a smug undertone, "It's unstable, just ten to eight thousand a month."

Who wouldn't get confused hearing that? With such an income, how could he not find a good wife?

At this moment, Zhou Hui was already floating with pride.

"Son, do you have plans for your money recently? I don't want to sound greedy, but if it's feasible, I can chip in, and we can find a good real estate development nearby and buy you a house. This way, you can easily get married," Zhou Hui said happily.

When Su Qing only had twenty thousand, she was afraid to let it go, but now that her son had tens of thousands, she didn't care anymore.

She was just thinking about how to use this money. If they bought a house, the family could put together tens of thousands, and together, they might be able to buy a house outright, with even the possibility of affording some furniture and maybe even a car.

This was something she couldn't even dream of before.

Although the family was reasonably well-off, with Su Hongye being a university teacher on a decent salary, feeding and clothing a family of four left little to save.

With Su He needing support for the next four years at university, the family wasn't overly stressed, but not wealthy either. It wasn't like those online experts claimed, who could easily come up with three to five million, and have extra properties to rent out.

Instantly producing five hundred thousand suddenly did leave her ecstatic, and the crucial point was that this was just the beginning, her son was still earning, it wasn't a dead sum.

"Mom, don't rush, I have plans for the money, and besides, as long as the money is with me, buying a house can happen anytime. It won't take long, if everything goes well, I can buy a house by the end of this year," Su Qing laughed, estimating his earnings pace.

At his current pace, even without Shen Yi's help, he could earn over ten thousand a month, given that Huang's salary alone was eighteen thousand. His short video earnings were also substantial recently.

This was without a bull market, with Shen Yi's support and good luck, his net worth would dramatically increase in no time.

And having a supportive inner voice, his earning speed would only accelerate, but he couldn't invest all his money into buying a house, since he didn't have the deep pockets of a landlord.

He relied on money making money; how could he let his funds stagnate?

Hearing this, Zhou Hui thought for a moment, then laughed, "You've grown up and are doing well now; fine, I won't interfere, I'll call Aunt Wang to help find a few more matches for you. Now that you're doing so well, you shouldn't marry just any girl; you need to be selective."

Saying so, she got up to get her phone, without a care for how her son managed his own money.

In the past, he had no such authority, but clearly, Zhou Hui saw his current success and was willing to let it slide; this was the upside of having established status at home, where no matter what he did, the family wouldn't interfere.

That's the kind of person his mom was, truly at ease when she trusted you, even to the point of laziness about your affairs, just like old Su.

Otherwise, with old comrade Su trading stocks and investing, and even developing side businesses and making occasional small investments, all involving money, how could Zhou Hui, as the family's capable housewife, not get involved? It was because old Su was reliable, not requiring her to worry.

It's due to this temperament that his mom lived 'carefree and heartless,' becoming younger and younger in spirit as the years went by.

Even old Su's sponge-for-cash fishing hobby wasn't controlled. Now Su Qing finally got such treatment, feeling a mix of surprise and flattery.

"Hello, Sister Wang, it's me."

"Where are you? Let's meet and chat, yes, find some people, play a few rounds, and discuss my son's matters!"

[Your dating prospects are loading...loading...]

Clearly, Gotham City's first sister was already preparing to boast a bit in front of her card-playing friends.

The accomplishment of a son is a point of pride for parents, practically universal; isn't it allowed to flaunt when one's child has succeeded?

Even without internal commentary, Su Qing could foresee that within days the whole community would know he was successful and making money.

After all, the downstairs game room was like the old village's gossip corner; it was the national primary intelligence agency, disseminating any tidbit of information promptly.

Of course, tales of disgrace also traveled swiftly.

"Come to my study for a moment!"

At this moment, Old Su got up and said to him.

[Your coup-d'état actions have greatly angered your ever-strong father, who now wants to spar with you, steal your money-making tactics, and reclaim his position.]

Hearing this, Su Qing suddenly paused, not out of fear, but because old Su's calm demeanor was so unusual. Was this what they meant by a true man able to bend and stretch?

In the study, father and son sat in front of the computer; Su Qing also opened his laptop, both computers displayed stock trading pages.

Upon seeing that his son's stock account contained more than a hundred thousand, old comrade Su was thoroughly stunned:

"Is this also earned from stock trading?"

Before, when Su Qing said he made the money by stock investment, old Su was somewhat skeptical; after all, as a seasoned stock player, he knew how challenging it was for an average person to make money in stocks.

He even suspected his son got the money from other sources and was only using stocks as a pretext. But seeing over a hundred thousand, that wasn't a sum typically gained in just a month from a stock market that had been stable without a bull run.

"No, this isn't my money; it belongs to my boss, placed with me for management—she gives me a thirty-percent cut!" Su Qing explained.

Hearing this, Su Hongye finally breathed a sigh of relief. If his 'rebellious son' really made in a month what took him a lifetime to save, he didn't know if he could handle that.

Truthfully, he could barely handle what he knew: three hundred thousand already faced him. It had to be acknowledged.

"Your boss... She's that neighbor's daughter? Don't lose this big sum for her."

"If you ask me, it's better to quit while ahead; the stock market is too deep for you to grasp!"

Hearing this, Su Qing tilted his head, "So what, you should do it?"

Old Su: "Cough, cough, cough."

"I'm just worried you'd lose this big sum."

At this, Su Qing shook his head and chuckled. He wasn't unaware of old Su's worry; fifty thousand was already a lot for his family, and old Su was an experienced stock trader who knew all the ins and outs.

Luck might favor you for a big gain, but no one could consistently profit; he was afraid Su Qing might be tempted by quick money.

"Relax, Dad, I know my limits. Besides, my boss is shrewd, knows many insiders, and always has tips; I just follow behind for the scraps," Su Qing explained differently.

Hearing this, old Su had a sudden realization—it made sense if someone influential was guiding him.

"Then be sure to thank them properly, work well, alright?" Old Su patted his shoulder, but his eyes focused on the computer screen, observing the stocks Su Qing had invested in.

He noted they were on a rise; albeit slight, there was a relief inwardly.

[Your strong-willed father, seeing your trade screen and thinking of your amiable connections, wants to share the fortune; due to excessive investment and delayed selling, he will incur losses.]

"Dad, these are short-term trades; if you want my stock tips, you have four days before selling," Su Qing advised.

But old Su felt his authority challenged.

"Do I need you?"

"Dad, listen to your son's advice: on stock playing, you're... inadequate!"

Old Su: "You're teaching me?"

"No, I'm teaching you... uh... stock trading."

"Hey, I'm giving you respect."

Watching his father reach for the belt, Su Qing slickly hollered, "Your era is over; it's time to step down!"

"I'll beat you, you rebellious son!"

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