Chapter 147

Qin Ze knew that he would come to talk to himself. He didn't say anything at the dinner table. First, the old man didn't like to talk at dinner. The other was to save face for him. The next words are estimated to be not very good, such as incompetence, gnawing old and so on, the son is so big, to face.

"Do you think that if you have a car and a house at home, you can have a good old age without going to work?" In private, the old man has something to say.

Qin Ze just wanted to explain, and the old man said, "the golden mountains and silver mountains will be exhausted one day, not to mention my little half life savings. Can you chew for ten or eight years, or for a lifetime? "

Qin Ze asked curiously, "Dad, how much savings do you have?"

"Do you really care about my pension money?" the old man said angrily

"You don't have a pension."

"Nonsense, pension is one thing, saving is another."

Qin Ze quickly bowed his head and made a good son to listen.

The old man said leisurely, "it's not much. It's 1.23 million."

As he said this, he tried to suppress his pride.

In fact, for the local people, one or two million is not much. As a university professor, the old man, as we all know, has a good salary and welfare. Don't think of the old man as a man of integrity. He will never be soft hearted if he can make money without breaking the big principle. For example, when a graduate student answers the graduation question, he puts a red envelope to show filial piety. As long as the other party is not rotten into a lump of excrement, the old man doesn't mind giving advice.

Another example is taking private jobs, like the mathematical model Qin Ze did two months ago.

But the family used to owe a million loans, the money the old man earned these years, all used to pay the loan and interest. The economic crisis made the family miserable, but they didn't need them to carry the pot. For this reason, Qin Baobao and Qin Ze were full of complaints, but they were held down by the father and Qin's mother.

"I've been looking for a job these days, but I don't have one." Qin Ze said.

"No one wants you. The recruitment upsurge of fresh graduates has passed, and all the people who should recruit have recruited. Why do you want so many rookies? " The old man sneered.

He is a university professor, menerqing.

Qin Ze is embarrassed. Dad, do you want to save face for my son.

"Why not look for a job."

"I got a tutor job some time ago."

The old man sneered: "how much money can a tutor earn?"

"That family is rich and powerful. I want to mix in the society. It's always good to make friends with some powerful people. Besides, I can't protect her for the time being, so I want to make some connections just in case." What Qin Ze said was in his heart, and then he was curious about Pei Nanman and that little man had careful thinking. He didn't say that.

The old man sneered again: "no future, making friends with powerful people can turn you into an upper class person? If you don't grasp the degree well, you will be regarded as a slave by others. Besides, can you protect your sister with your skill? You're a big capitalist in the entertainment industry. "

It's really heartbreaking, but it's very far from my heart. The old man is always in a burst of blood to see where the problem lies.

"Tutoring is over. I get along well with that family, and I don't show too much enthusiasm." Qin Ze said.

The old man scolded: "wasted more than two months of time, people have accumulated two months of work experience and experience, and you, just do a tutor job!"

Qin Ze is unconvinced: "I still have speculation, also made money."

"Are you still speculating in stocks?" The old man raised his eyebrows at once.

Although he also relied on the stock market to make money and get through the first wave of difficulties in his family, he could only speculate in the stock market, and could not be regarded as the main business. Some time ago, when his daughter said that his son was trading in stocks, he didn't care. If he studied finance, he couldn't get around the business of stocks. But if he didn't go out to work and take stock trading as the main business, it would not work. Because the stock market is not stable ah, when making money smile, when plummeting, there is a dead end.

The pleasure of making money in the stock market is like a night of gambling to become a rich man. It's hard to give up. The old man knows this best.

"Once you know the stock market, it's also helpful for you to play professional." The old man took a sip of strong tea and made a gesture of pointing his son. He said faintly: "how much is the principal? I'm losing it.". It's OK. Just pay the tuition. "

Qin Ze held out a hand.

"Five thousand? This is to put all the money earned by tutors into the stock market. " The old man said "Ho".

"Half a million." Qin Ze murmured.

"How much?" The old man pulled out his ears.

"Half a million." Qin Ze said aloud.

"You don't have so much money."

"I've invested all the royalties of those songs in the stock market."

All of them have been put into the stock market...

when the old man blew his hair, he patted the table, got up and pulled his belt, "look, I won't kill you, the black sheep."

Qin Ze saw the bad situation, turned around to run, too late to explain, estimated that he said money, the old man also did not believe, hit again.

The old man, with his pants in his hand and his belt in the other hand, chased after him.Qin's mother and sister were watching TV in the living room. They were startled. Qin Ze ran out like a fugitive and said in a loud voice, "Mom, dad is going to kill me."

Qin Baobao subconsciously pulled his younger brother to protect him. He suddenly realized that he wanted to fight with him. He spat: "kill the best and heartless thing."

Qin Ma stopped the old man and complained: "what's the matter? What's the matter with you?"

At this time, the old man's anger tank was full of value. If he didn't kill his son, he would not cool down. He said, "you let go. I must kill this thing."

"Speak well, speak well." Qin Ma's voice exhorted.

The old man's angry fingers trembled and pointed to Qin Ze: "you ask him what he has done. He doesn't walk on the wrong path, and he's going to invest in stocks."

Qin Ze heart Tucao, make complaints about TM rhyme.

Qin Ma said, "are you so angry? The son makes a little fuss and criticizes. Put the belt away. "

The old man resented: "he has a capital of 500000 yuan."

"How much?" Qin Ma pulled out her ears.

"Half a million." The master's heart aches.

Qin Ma loosened her husband and said faintly, "it's better to kill."

The old man came with a whip.

Just now, Qin Baobao, who is still in a sister's posture to protect his younger brother, retreats to the corner with sharp legs and feet.

It's my mother. Well, there are his own sisters,

Qin Ze took out his mobile phone and yelled: "Dad, I really make money. I don't believe you see."

He quickly opened the stock software, login account.

The old man strode over and grabbed the mobile phone, afraid that 500000 would fly away. Fixed on a look, the old man in vain eyes, incredible.

Qin Baobao ran over with his buttocks twisted and looked up.

Sister surprised to grow up small mouth, she saw the red number, total assets: 1.08 million!

"This, this is what you earn?" The old man regained his mind and looked at his son.

Qin Ze nodded, alert to the belt in his hand.

For the first time, the old man felt that his position as head of the family was not secure.

He looked at his son's recent trading operations, one piece of red represents profits, short-term operations are frequent, there are gains and losses, the overall is to earn. The horror is that a few long-term stocks, only increase positions, not reduce positions, profit up to 300%.

Qin Baobao raised his head and glared at each other: "you make so much money, but you're hiding it from me. It's a bad conscience."

Qin Ze disdains a way: "why should I tell you, do not give you the opportunity to ask for money shamelessly."

Qin Baobao is very angry and reaches out to kick his younger brother.

Qin Ze grasps elder sister's foot Ya son, a movement dragon swings tail, sweeps her to turn on the sofa.

Qin Baobao cried: "Dad, look at him, quickly smoke him to death."

The old man ignored his daughter and gave the mobile phone back to his son without expression. He left without expression. His back was so lonely.

It's good that my son has finally become a man.

My way of education is really wrong...

Qin Ze didn't respond and said blankly, "what's wrong with dad?"

Father's intimate little cotton padded jacket curled his mouth: "prick the heart, son."

Qin Ze immediately said, "Mom, she takes advantage of you."

Qin Ma patted her daughter on the head.

Back in the room, Qin Ze was stunned to find the old man still sitting on his desk and chair. Waiting for him to open his mouth, the old man took the lead to say: "just now there is still something to finish, you come here."

Qin Ze stood aside.

The old man hesitated again and again: "is the stock market so good?"

He is a professor. Of course, he analyzed the general trend of the stock market and invested some money in it. He made money, but he was not as terrible as his son.

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