What's wrong with me being a rich man?

Chapter 65: So

Yu Xing’s bottom line for this family financial crisis is not to affect his elderly grandparents.

Secondly, he hopes that these relatives who have watched him grow up can still live in harmony.

And this evening...

It's still harmonious, at least it's above the bottom line.

Yu Xing doesn't want to see his grandfather hospitalized again.

The battle line was temporarily unified, but everyone's mood was still heavy.

Even though Yu Guosheng and Chu Qiying knew the value of their son's company, they couldn't help feeling sad. No one wanted to see their brothers and sisters suffer, and they all hoped that everyone would be fine.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, after communicating with the relatives one by one, all went back. Yu Xing sat on the sofa watching TV, his mind was already thinking more about what to do after he returned.

At this time, Yu Guosheng sat quietly beside him.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Yu Xing switched to an international news channel.

Yu Guosheng asked expectantly, "Son, you said that Yu Xuhui never came back? Maybe the economic investigation can recover some of the losses?"

"If it were me, I would definitely not come back." Yu Xing shook his head slightly, "Why come back? It's very risky to get her back."

Yu Guosheng watched the news quietly for a while, then said, "Son, if you can't get it back at all, I think your aunt will go crazy again."

"I would go crazy too. Money is the result of hard work, and a house is even more of it." Yu Xing could understand. "Dad, you and mom should comfort her. I will try to inflate the company's valuation as soon as possible. Well, it's all about money. Most things in this world can be solved with money."

Yu Guosheng sighed. It was true. Most problems could be solved with money, but he just didn’t have the money.

He finally asked: "Can the valuation of this company be... inflated? How?"

Yu Xing thought for a few seconds: "Dad, after all, my experience is limited. All I can think of is to brag about others. You are a civil servant. Tell me what else you have learned?"

"If I have some experience, can I go to the Agricultural Machinery Bureau?" Yu Guosheng looked at his son, "Xingxing, I just have one request, don't break the law."

Yu Xing couldn't help laughing: "Dad, your expectations of me are too low. I have moral requirements for myself. Not only do I not break the law, but I also stand on the high ground of morality."

He added, "I'm going to visit grandpa and grandma tomorrow, and will be back the day after tomorrow. Do you need some pocket money?"

Yu Guosheng sneered, "Okay, okay, you really are Mr. Yu, talking to your father so arrogantly."

Yu Xing nodded.

Yu Guosheng changed the subject: "But if you want to give me some, that's fine too."

Yu Xing still nodded: "I have some in my bag, on the inner layer, you can count them yourself."

Yu Guosheng: “…”

He squatted beside the sofa, opened his son's backpack, and felt that counting the money in this position was like a gift from a beggar.

So Yu Guosheng stood up with the bag in his hand and counted them, and he felt much better.

He counted out 10 and showed them to his son: "Xingxing, I'm taking these as a token of your filial piety."

Yu Xing didn't even look at it, just said "hmm".

Yu Guosheng didn't know why, but he felt a little awkward, so he boldly took 5 more tickets: "I raised you when you were little, and you raised me... middle."

"No problem, Dad, just keep the money." Yu Xing instructed, "Don't let my mom see it. This period of time is special after all, and she's not feeling well."

Yu Guosheng put the money away silently.

Seeing this, Yu Xing shouted loudly: "Mom, Mom, come here!"

After a while, Chu Qiying, who was preparing lessons to relieve his mood in the bedroom, came out and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yu Xing instructed: "Dad, give the bag to my mom."

Yu Guosheng picked up the bag without knowing why and handed it to his wife.

"Dad, there is an inner layer in my bag. Unzip it and give the money inside to my mom." Yu Xing repeated, "This money is my normal salary for the past three months. I have handed it over. Mom, you can take it and buy clothes if you want. If you want to buy things for my grandpa and grandma, just buy things."

Yu Guosheng looked at his son, his eyes revealing his words: Give the rest to your mother! Why didn’t you say so earlier!?

He repeated the action of unzipping his pants, took out the remaining stack of money inside, and slowly handed it to his wife, feeling a little bit of regret in his heart.

If I had known... I would have ordered more. After all, it is the son’s filial piety.

Chu Qiying sighed, took the money, and said without hesitation: "This is the first time my son gives me money, no matter how much he gives, I will take it."

Yu Guosheng thought his wife's words were very good. No matter how much she gave, she could take it...

Chu Qiying looked at his son and said, "Xingxing, I have only one request for you. Don't take risks just to make money!"

Yu Xing immediately expressed his opinion: "Don't worry, Mom, I may make money now to let others take risks."

Chu Qiying felt that he should be able to rest assured.

That night, the couple still couldn't sleep well, but Yu Xing slept particularly well. He knew better than anyone that the current situation was already quite good.

The next morning, Chu Qiying went to work as usual. Yu Guosheng took half a day off and took his relatives to register their losses. This registration made the scale of everyone's investment clear. The figure of 497 million made everyone feel depressed.

Yu Xing carried his things and went to see his grandma and grandpa.

My grandmother is from Haiyan and my grandfather is from Datong, Shanxi. Therefore, he has been called by the two since he was a child, and after many changes, they were combined into one: grandma/grandpa, grandma/grandpa.

When they met in the morning, it turned out that my aunt did not tell them about the matter. The two old people happily accepted the nutritional supplements and pocket money from their grandson.

In the afternoon, Yu Xing met his cousin Chu Zhiguang and talked about going to Shanghai.

"Xiao Guang, how many years have you been driving?" He couldn't find a suitable position for his cousin for the time being, so he continued to ask about the situation based on his conversation with his uncle.

Chu Zhiguang chuckled and said, "I'm almost passing Subject One." Yu Xing was stunned. He hasn't even passed Subject One?

He immediately chased after his uncle who was buying stewed food: "Uncle, Xiaoguang didn't even pass the first test, what kind of car is he driving!"

Chu Jinxiang pointed at the braised beef on the stall and turned to look at his nephew: "You didn't buy your Mercedes-Benz either, didn't you?"

Yu Xing: “…”

Chu Jinxiang continued, "Learn. Now I will force him to pass the driver's license test."

"Okay, that's true..." Yu Xing could only say, "Well, we are really a good match."

Chu Jinxiang pointed at his son who had followed him, and in front of his nephew, he said, "Xiaoguang, you will follow your brother from now on. If he says east, you go east, and if he says west, you go west!"

Chu Zhiguang gave a crooked salute.

Yu Xing gave himself the first request: "Okay, Xiaoguang, pass subject one as soon as possible!"

Chu Zhiguang said, "Brother, I'll try my best."

Looking at his cousin's appearance, Yu Xing estimated that he would not be able to see him for the next few months. But then he thought, the company's situation had not been finalized yet, so it was okay like this. He couldn't just call him over to open the phone for him.

I had dinner with my uncle and cousin, but the topic of conversation was growing grapes, which Chu Zhiguang particularly hated.

"Xingxing, it would be great if Xiaoguang could like growing grapes as much as you do." Chu Jinxiang expressed regret.

Yu Xing had to say seriously: "Uncle, I really hate growing this, but this new variety from Japan can make money. I will find someone to bring it to you in the next few months. You can try growing it."

Chu Jinxiang clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Let's try it!"

Yu Xing clinked glasses of wine with his uncle, thinking that if he could grow the grapes, he would find media and platforms to promote the new grape variety.

The financial crisis has been temporarily stabilized, and relatives and family members have all met and even have a consensus on growing grapes.

According to his own plan, Yu Xing intended to take a bus back to Jinling and wait to attend the Internet conference on the 23rd. He had already received confirmation from Song Yufeng that he was % to % sure that he could go on stage.

There's nothing he can do. He's just a small fry. If the big boss before him takes too long to speak, his stage appearance may be cancelled directly.

Therefore, Yu Xing needs to arrive in Jinling in advance. If he can get a glimpse of the scene first, or communicate with the top management of the three potential buyers, he can achieve some of his goals.

From the company's situation, the preparations for the next project to the turmoil at home, various factors have made Yu Xing more determined to sell the company. He must sell Guiai.com at this meeting or within this month.

At seven o'clock in the morning on September 9, Yu Guosheng and Chu Qiying saw Yu Xing out.

"I can go there by myself. This is not my first time going to Jinling. I've been taking the bus for several years." Yu Xing didn't let his parents send him off.

Chu Qiying looked at his thin son, thinking about the pressure he had endured in the past three months, and then thinking about the pressure he would face in the future, and felt sad: "Come back if you miss home, call me if you miss me, if you miss..."

Yu Guosheng interrupted: "If you miss me, send me money."

Chu Qiying patted her husband.

Yu Xing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll try to get you to see me on the news this time."

Yu Guosheng advised: "Don't go on the legal channel."

Yu Xing smiled at his mother and said, "I stuffed two packs of cigarettes into my dad's pocket. Please tell him not to smoke too much."

Yu Guosheng: ???

Out of the corner of his eye he caught his daughter-in-law's unfriendly gaze.

The atmosphere of parting suddenly became less sad.

"Let's go. It's time to go to work. Call me if you need money." Yu Xing waved his hand and went down the stairs with his bag on his back, just like he did in the past few years when he went to Jinling.

Chu Qiying listened to his son's footsteps fading away, and said absentmindedly: "I used to say this to him. If you need money, tell me. You tell me, make him happy..."

Yu Guosheng said very seriously at this time: "I only hope that my child will be ignorant and rude, and live a life without disasters and difficulties."

During the conversation, he learned about his son's ideas for his next project and the name of the website.

Chu Qiying shook his head, walked into the house, and said two words lightly: "Hand over the cigarettes."

Yu Guosheng: …

This child's work is not always smooth sailing. If there are some small setbacks, it may not be a bad thing. It can be accepted, right, Mr. Yu...

I only hope that my child is stupid and rude, but can learn from small disasters and difficulties!
……

We took a bus from Haiyan to Jinling. The bus was shaking and it didn't arrive until noon.

Yu Xing had been wandering for more than four hours and was completely hungry.

But as soon as he got off the car, he saw a very conspicuous propaganda slogan.

——The 7th China Internet Conference welcomes you!

——Integration promotes development, penetration creates value!
This was the first time that the Internet Conference was held in a city outside of Beijing. Jinling obviously attached great importance to it and printed the conference and its theme early on for publicity.

Yu Xing stood under the billboard, looking at the company and guests printed on it, thinking that he might be able to get close to them this time, and his mood fluctuated a little.

"Hey boy, can you take a picture for me?"

Outside the station, a middle-aged man who looked like a tourist was smiling and asking for help.

Yu Xing was more than willing to do this little favor. After taking the photo for him, he took out his own cell phone and asked the uncle to take a photo of himself standing under the billboard.

Afterwards, he sent the photo to his parents via MMS to let them know that he was safe.

Soon, Yu Guosheng sent a message back: Mr. Yu, are you really going to participate? How do you feel now?
Yu Xing replied: A real man should be like this.

(End of this chapter)