Lin Xiaosu slept until the afternoon.
Life, ah, has to have its ebbs and flows.
Sometimes it’s day and night work.
Sometimes you just lay back relaxed like you’re dying.
Coming to Jiangcheng the day before yesterday, in a day and night, Utopia’s five second level bosses, one Chairman got turned into wilted vegetables, and the reward, unsurprisingly, is in the millions again.
Just two months into the year, while some people are still bitterly wondering where to go for work this year, I had already made ten years’ worth of money; so why shouldn’t I slack off?
Why shouldn’t I indulge?
Lin Xiaosu picked up the phone and called Ding Ruoshui: "Hi, I’m in Jiangcheng now, bring your eight-digit pocket money, hop in your little car, and come get me!"
Ding Ruoshui was enjoying the warm afternoon, chatting with her warm mom, discussing warm topics on the warm rooftop.
Suddenly receiving this call, suddenly hearing words on the phone that made her unsure whether to laugh or cry, she jumped up...
"Planning to run away again?" Her mom furrowed her brows angrily: "Sit down, listen seriously, I’m just getting to the second Chapter, third section, seventh key point of ’A Woman Should Build A Home’..."
Ding Ruoshui nodded and replied into the phone: "Lin Xiaosu, what do you mean? Asking me to bring eight-digit pocket money? Dream on! How do I have eight digits? Want me to come out and pay for your lavish spending? No way, I’m broke! Not going! Stay where it’s cool for you!"
After speaking, she hung up the phone, sat down, looked up, and blinked her eyes: "Mom, you continue, I’ll listen!"
Her mom’s mouth half-opened, her expression splendid: "Little Su?"
"Yeah, he wants me to go pick him up, dreaming much? Do I pamper him?!"
"Hurry up and go!" Her mom stood up.
"Why go? You don’t know, he comes to Jiangcheng without any money, every time, I’m the one paying, do I owe him or what? And my poor pocket money can’t even sustain myself! Where’s the spare money for him to spend?" Ding Ruoshui said: "Mom, let’s not pamper his bad habits!"
"Quickly, get out! Stop playing tricks with your old mom, your mom had settled your dad long before you..." Her mom’s finger pointed straight to the door, shaking three times, before compromising: "Fine, fine, I’ll wire you ten million! Delay one minute, I’ll deduct one million!"
With those last ten words released.
Ding Ruoshui disappeared.
Not even thirty seconds later, she was in the car, and before the car was ten miles out of the villa, ding!
When Ding Ruoshui picked up Lin Xiaosu at the hotel door, she was laughing heartily.
"What’s up? Why so happy?" Lin Xiaosu was curious.
"I found a money-making way!" Ding Ruoshui replied: "In the future, let’s cause some conflicts occasionally, let my mom pay to resolve them, non-stop conflicts, non-stop money, account balance millions..."
"Oh my, my whole life I’ve been using people as props, is it my turn now to become your money-making prop?"
The car drove towards the Nanhu Villa.
Ding Ruoshui glanced at him: "It’s still ten days till April 15, you came so early? Missing me?"
April 15, the Yangcheng Jewelry Expo.
When they left Kun Cang, they had agreed, and tickets were bought.
But today was only April 3, still eleven days to the expo.
"Relatively speaking, I might miss your girlfriend more."
"That’s great, we happen to have plans to meet tomorrow." Ding Ruoshui said: "If you miss her, you can come along. I imagine that scene, somehow it makes me a bit inexplicably excited."
"Yeah, her boyfriend is coming tomorrow too. Personally, I feel you’re a bit too inflated, you need a little setback to recognize yourself."
Lin Xiaosu frowned: "You think her boyfriend could give me a setback?"
"In some aspects, maybe he can!"
"Some aspects? Specifically, which aspects?"
"For example, compared to fathers, you probably can’t beat him!"
"..." Lin Xiaosu rolled his eyes and gave her six ellipses. Competing fathers? Am I someone who competes based on fathers? Oh, no... is my dad someone suitable for competing with?
"For example, spending speed and lavishness, you probably can’t beat him either."
"For example, fame, you probably still can’t beat him!"
Lin Xiaosu did not respond to this with silence: "Who is he?"
"The Xia Tian of ’One Little Goal’?"
"Look, as soon as I mention Xia Tian, you immediately know the ’One Little Goal’ meme, doesn’t that indicate his fame far surpasses yours?"
"I suppose so, after all in modern society, those who can create popular memes aren’t ordinary people." Lin Xiaosu conceded.
Xia Tian, creator of the popular ’One Little Goal’ meme.
What is one little goal about?
Legend says Xia Tian’s dad, with ample money and valuing his children’s success, had high hopes for Xia Tian to achieve something in the business field, so he posed a challenge: first achieve one little goal.
In half a year, Xia Tian successfully achieved the little goal.
The company he founded had a market value of over a hundred million.
If described using a simplified narrative, this is a template for an inspiring story of a business heir!
Achieving an asset of over a hundred million in just half a year, can an average person even imagine?
However, if analyzed with a detailed template, this story becomes quite skewed...
Xia Tian’s dad provided him with five hundred million as startup capital for achieving his little goal.
Five hundred million startup funds, successfully made the company’s market value over a hundred million after half a year!
This account needs to be calculated sideways...
This math needs to be taught by a physical education teacher...
Someone cries out, why don’t I have such an unreasonable dad?
Some laugh, the result of achieving the little goal is not really important, the process is crucial, the imagination space is vast.
More people are amused and perplexed.
While laughing at others, perhaps they should also cry for themselves...
Lin Xiaosu wore a smile, but there was also a hint of peculiar light in his eyes: "Xia Tian, which son of Qixing Group’s Xia Zhongliang is he?"
"The youngest one! Probably the fifth." Ding Ruoshui said.
"Lei Xiaojun and Xia Zhongliang, do they indeed intend to push the path of alliance further?"
Ding Ruoshui chuckled: "Can’t interpret it that way, right? Lei Xiaojun’s son married their daughter, so the families naturally interact more frequently. Two unmarried young people of similar age seeing eye to eye is also natural."
All the way, sped by like the wind.
All the way, spring breeze accompanied with whispers.
The two chatted freely on various topics, heading towards the Nanhu Villa.
I have to say, Lin Xiaosu truly felt an extraordinary relaxation being with Ding Ruoshui.
No emotional burdens, no urgency of tasks...
Any topic could be discussed.
Any joke could be made.
The car drove into Nanhu Villa.
Gardener Old Sun even showed a smile.
Holding garden scissors standing by the flower bed.
At the front door, Mrs. Ding had already come out to greet them, her face beaming with joy: "Little Su, Ruoshui said that this time to the Northwest, you went together, right?"
"Yes, Auntie! Throughout the trip, every moment, we were the closest people in the world!" Lin Xiaosu said.
Mrs. Ding’s face blossomed with joy.
Aunt Mei had a toothache expression...
The closest people in the world, a bit poetic, but also carries three points of ambiguity, are you two ’hugging bears’? Otherwise, how do you manage ’being the closest every moment’?