The counterattack begins with Fan Shengmei in Ode to Joy

Chapter 345 James, the Rich Boy
Now that Su Mingyu is well-off, the Su family is most unhappy about the second child, Su Mingcheng.

The two brothers and sisters never got along with each other since childhood, and Su Mingcheng bullied Su Mingyu just because of his mother's favor.

Seeing the clothes Su Mingyu bought for his father Su Daqiang, the second sister-in-law Zhu Li came up to take a look at the labels.

"3999 yuan for a piece of clothing? My parents have never worn such good clothes, Mingyu is really willing to spend money on them."

Zhuang Ziqiang heard these words, and he felt a little harsh.

What do you mean?
Cooperate with clothes that your parents can't afford, so my dad doesn't deserve to wear them either, right?

According to this logic, if your parents are so poor that they can't afford to eat, will our family starve to death?

Zhuang Ziqiang looked at this seemingly harmless younger brother and sister again, and found that she was not as gentle as she appeared on the surface.

However, Su Mingcheng didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what his wife said just now, but instead, it was the opinion of the boss that Su Mingyu bought a bunch of clothes for his father.

"Don't you have two bad money? What are you showing off?"

Zhuang Ziqiang's perception of the couple went up to a new level, so he didn't even care that Su Mingyu didn't say hello to his second brother and second sister-in-law when he left.

After Su Mingyu left, his father Su Daqiang tried on the clothes she bought one by one. Su Mingcheng took his wife Zhu Li back to bed with an unhappy expression.

After trying on clothes, it was too late.

Su Ming's family has only two bedrooms, and Zhuang Ziqiang can only share one room with Su Daqiang.

Before going to bed, Su Daqiang gave Zhuang Ziqiang the passbook he took out from the old house during the day.

"Your mother and I only have this little savings left. I'm afraid that Mingcheng will find out and miss my little money. I'll keep this money with you, and I'll ask you for it later when I need it."

Zhuang Ziqiang didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The old baby who regards money as his life can hand over the passbook to him, which proves his trust in his son, but you only have a deposit of 5 yuan, so there is no need to be so cautious, right?
"Dad, you can keep the money for yourself."

"No, save it for me, or I won't worry."

Zhuang Ziqiang smiled and said: "I mean, you can keep this money as pocket money, don't save it. I will send you another 1 yuan every month in the future, and it will be your living expenses .”

Su Daqiang's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

"1 yuan?"

He used to have a pension of only 4000 yuan a month, and it was still in the hands of his wife, and he had no right to control it.

Hearing the news at first, he felt a little overwhelmed.

There is only 5 yuan in deposits, 4000 yuan in pensions per month, plus 1 yuan in pocket money given to him by the eldest son every month.

Su Daqiang couldn't help but began to think about the beautiful days in the future.

Didn't know that single life is so good?

The father and son talked for a while, and Su Daqiang fell asleep with a bright vision for the future.

Zhuang Ziqiang was so disturbed by his snoring that he couldn't fall asleep. After making a video call to his wife and daughter in the United States, he half leaned against the head of the bed.

The biggest problem with Su Mingzhe who has not been able to get along these years is that he has no ambitions and has a relatively kind personality. This has caused him to have neither the courage to start a business nor the potential to become a management team. He can only be a grassroots screw. A dead wage.

So even if he has the background of two top schools at home and abroad, Tsinghua University and Stanford University, he is still unsatisfactory.

Zhuang Ziqiang knew very well that Su Mingzhe's chance to travel with his boss before returning to China would not change his fate of being laid off.

Instead of holding the dead wages in the United States, it is better to go back to China.

In many people's minds, if you have been abroad for ten years and suddenly come back to China, you must be unable to survive abroad.

Otherwise, why would you leave the U.S. dollars without earning money, and return to China to earn renminbi?
Of course Zhuang Ziqiang knew that if he returned to China, there would definitely be rumors about this, especially among relatives at home.

I think he was admitted to Stanford after graduating from Tsinghua University. He studied the most popular computer major, and he stayed in a big factory in Silicon Valley after graduation.

During the family gatherings during the holidays these years, even though he is not there, he is still the focus of discussion among relatives and friends, and he is the pride of his parents.

In the impression of these relatives and friends, he, Su Mingzhe, was a well-known figure in America.

Apart from the reason of taking care of his father Su Daqiang, he had to find another justifiable reason to return to China. This would not only seal the mouths of his relatives and friends, but also give his wife and daughter an explanation.

Zhuang Ziqiang had already thought about this reason when he was on the plane.

This matter has to start from Su Mingzhe's third year of work.

Su Mingzhe has a Buddhist personality and is relatively kind. He has a few good colleagues in the company.

Among them is a big black James who likes to do some weird things all day long.

One day after get off work, James ran to him mysteriously.

"Hey, Sue, want to see something good?"

Su Mingzhe has long been used to James making troubles every now and then, "What good thing?"

"Take me to a meal, and I'll tell you." James let off the hook.

Su Mingzhe has a good relationship with James on weekdays. He joked: "No problem, but you have to show me what it is first."

James shook his head, "I'll show you after you invite me."

Su Mingzhe knew that what James wanted to give him was definitely not worth a meal.

At that time, he was still a single nobleman, and there was no pressure to invite friends to dinner, so he agreed.

After James slaughtered Su Mingzhe for a feast, he sent Su Mingzhe a link on his mobile phone.

"what is this?"

"You're welcome, dude, you deserve it," James joked.

Su Mingzhe looked confused. After James' explanation, he realized that what James sent him was a wallet link for a virtual currency called Bitcoin.

"What's the use of you giving me this thing?"

"Hey dude, you know, a programmer bought two pizzas with bitcoins not too long ago!"

"So how many bitcoins did he pay for two pizzas?"

James was stopped by the question, and then said with a guilty conscience: "1."

"Then how many bitcoins are in the wallet you gave me?" Su Mingzhe asked.

James felt even more guilty, "Eight thousand!"

"So you think this dish is worse than those two pieces of pizza?"

Su Mingzhe said coldly, pointing to the leftovers of a table of French dinner, dumbfounded.

James’s face was a little uneasy, “Dude, believe me! Bitcoin will be the big trend in the future. This is a decentralized currency. It will become the trend of the future. Trend, do you understand? It will definitely be It is worth more than it is now! It took me half a year to mine these [-] bitcoins."

Su Mingzhe is an honest man, he knew that his friend was fooling him, so he didn't say anything, it was just a meal anyway.

"you sure?"

James looked determined, "Of course!"

The memories in his mind were fixed on Da Laohei's loyal face, and Zhuang Ziqiang couldn't help but smile.

"God Bless You! James!"

(End of this chapter)