Qin Ze knew that he was coming to talk to him, and he didn't say anything at the dinner table. One was that the old man didn't like to chatter while eating, and the other was to save him some face. The next words probably won't be too pleasant, such as incompetence, gnawing on the old, etc., the son is so old, he needs to save face.
"Do you think that if you have a car and a house at home, you can just eat the old man with peace of mind and not go to work?" In private, the old man said it straight.
Just as Qin Ze wanted to defend himself, the old man said again: "There will be a day when the mountains of gold and silver will be exhausted, not to mention my meager half-life savings. Can you eat for ten or eight years, can you eat for a lifetime?"
Qin Ze asked curiously, "Dad, how much savings do you have?"
The old man said angrily, "Are you really thinking about my retirement money?"
"Aren't you paying your pension?"
"Bullshit, pensions are one thing, savings are another."
Qin Ze hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to be a good son and listening.
The old man said leisurely: "It's not much, about 1.23 million."
When he said this, he tried his best to suppress his complacency.
In fact, for the locals, one or two million is really not much. As the old man is a university professor, as we all know, the key is good salary and good welfare. But don't think of the old man as an upright gentleman with two sleeves. Under the premise of not breaking the principle, he will definitely not be soft when he can make money. For example, when a certain graduate student was discussing his graduation thesis, he would give a red envelope as a tribute or something. As long as the other party is not rotten into a pile of shit, the old man doesn't mind giving pointers.
Another example is taking private jobs, just like Qin Ze did the digital simulation two months ago.
But the family used to owe millions of dollars in loans, and the money the old man earned over the years was used to repay the loan and interest. That economic crisis made the family miserable, but they didn't really need to take the blame. For this reason, both Qin Baobao and Qin Ze were full of complaints, but they were suppressed by the old man and Qin Ma and did not show it.
"I've been looking for a job for a while, but there's nothing suitable for me," Qin Ze said.
"No one wants you. The recruitment boom for fresh graduates is over, and everyone who should be recruited has been recruited. Why do you need so many rookies." The old man sneered.
He is a university professor, Men Erqing.
Qin Ze was embarrassed, Dad, can you save some face for my son and me
"Why don't you get a job?"
"I found a job as a tutor some time ago."
The old man sneered: "How much money can a tutor make?"
"That family is quite rich and powerful. I want to hang out in the society. It's always good to make friends with some powerful people. Besides, my sister entered the entertainment industry. I can't protect her for the time being. I just want to make some connections, just in case. One." Qin Ze said what was in his heart, and then he was curious about Pei Nanman and the little thoughts that men have. He didn't say that.
The old man sneered again: "You are worthless, and you can turn yourself into a high-level person by making friends with powerful people? If you don't grasp it well, others will treat you as a slave. Besides, with your little ability, can you protect your sister? You are entertainment Big boss of circle capital."
This is really heart-wrenching, but heart-wrenching. The old man always pointed out the problem in a burst of blood.
"The tutoring job is over, and I get along well with that family, and I haven't shown too much enthusiasm." Qin Ze said.
The old man reprimanded: "It was a waste of more than two months. I have accumulated two months of work experience and experience, but you just did a tutoring job!"
Qin Ze was not convinced: "I still trade in stocks, and I have made money."
"You still speculate in stocks?!" The old man raised his eyebrows immediately.
Although I also relied on the stock market to make money and survived the first wave of difficulties at home, stock trading can only be speculative and must not be regarded as the main business. Some time ago, my daughter said that my son was trading in stocks, but he didn’t care. It is not enough to start a stock business, but not go out to work, and make stock trading your main business. Because stock trading is unstable, you smile when you make money, and die when it plummets.
The pleasure of making money in the stock market is like becoming a rich man overnight by gambling. It is very difficult to quit, and the old man knows this best.
"It's okay to play, and it will be helpful for you to understand the stock market, but you still have to work." The old man took a sip of strong tea, made a gesture of pointing his son, and said lightly: "How much capital is lost. It's okay, just pay the tuition."
Qin Ze stretched out a hand.
"Five thousand? This means investing all the money earned from tutoring in the stock market." The old man let out a "huh".
"Five hundred thousand." Qin Ze whispered.
"How much?" The old man scratched his ears.
"Five hundred thousand." Qin Ze said loudly.
The old man said blankly: "Where did you get so much money?"
"I put all the copyright fees of those songs into the stock market."
Putting it all into the stock market...
The old man was furious, he slammed the table, pulled his belt when he got up, "See if I don't kill you prodigal son."
Qin Ze saw that the situation was not good, so he turned his head and ran away. He didn't have time to explain. I guess he said he made money, but the old man didn't believe it, so he beat him up.
The old man held his trousers in one hand and waved his belt in the other, chasing after him.
Qin's mother and sister were watching TV in the living room, and they were alarmed. Qin Ze ran out as if fleeing for his life, and said loudly, "Mom, Dad is going to kill me."
Qin Baobao subconsciously pulled his younger brother to protect him behind him, and suddenly realized that he was going to fight him coldly, so he spat: "It's best to kill him, a terrible thing."
Qin's mother stepped forward to stop the old man who was chasing up, and complained: "What's the matter, what kind of belt are you wearing?"
At this time, the old man's anger gauge was full, and he would not cool down if he didn't kill his son. He shouted: "Let go, I will definitely kill this thing."
"Speak well, speak well." Mother Qin persuaded repeatedly.
The old man pointed at Qin Ze with trembling fingers angrily: "Ask him what he has done. He did not take the wrong path and went bankrupt to speculate in stocks."
Qin Ze complained in his heart, it kinda rhymed.
Qin's mother said: "Are you so serious that you deserve to be so angry? My son is making a fuss, just criticize him. Put the belt away."
The old man said bitterly: "His principal is half a million."
"How much?" Qin's mother picked out her ears.
"Five hundred thousand." The old man said distressedly.
Qin Ma let go of her husband and said flatly, "It's better to beat him to death."
The old man came over waving his whip.
Qin Baobao, who was still acting like a sister just now, was protecting his younger brother, and quickly retreated to the corner.
It's my own mother. Well, and my sister,
Qin Ze took out his mobile phone and shouted, "Dad, I really made money. If you don't believe me, you can see."
He quickly opened the stock trading software and logged into his account.
The old man strode over and grabbed the phone, as if he was afraid that half a million would fly away. Taking a closer look, the old man's eyes widened in vain, unbelievable.
Qin Baobao trotted over with his buttocks twisted, leaned his head to look.
The elder sister opened her mouth in surprise, she saw the bright red number, total assets: 1.08 million!
"This, is this what you earned?" The old man came back to his senses and stared at his son.
Qin Ze nodded, being wary of the belt in his hand.
For the first time, the old man felt that his position as the head of the family was not secure.
He checked his son's recent trading operations, and the red ones represent profits. Short-term operations are frequent, with profits and losses, and overall profits. The scary thing is that those few long-term stocks only increased their positions but did not reduce their positions, and their profits reached 300%.
Qin Baobao raised his head and glared at each other angrily: "You've earned so much money, yet you're hiding it from me. You have a bad conscience."
Qin Ze said disdainfully: "Why should I tell you, I won't give you the chance to ask for money with shamelessness."
Qin Baobao was furious and kicked his younger brother.
Qin Ze grabbed his sister's feet, swung her tail with a dragon move, and swept her over the sofa.
Qin Baobao cried: "Dad, look at him, beat him to death."
The old man ignored his daughter, returned the phone to his son with a blank expression, and left with a blank expression, his back was so lonely.
It's great that my son has finally grown up.
My education method is really wrong...
Qin Ze didn't react, and said blankly, "What's wrong with Dad."
Dad's caring little padded jacket curled his lips: "I pierced my son's heart."
Qin Ze immediately said, "Mom, she took advantage of you."
Mother Qin patted her daughter's head lightly.
Back in the room, Qin Ze was taken aback when he found the old man was still sitting on his desk and chair. Before he could speak, the old man took the lead and said, "I still haven't finished talking just now, come here."
Qin Ze stood aside.
The old man hesitated again and again: "Is the stock market really 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 a profit, but he was not as scary as his son.