Hearing Tang Wansong's words, Tang Wan laughed mockingly: "Dad, are you sending beggars away? Who doesn't know that Tang's current market value is more than 10 billion! The 10% of the shares in my hand are sold every year. The dividends are almost hundreds of millions, right? Even though I am underage, you can’t give me too little pocket money! If you don’t believe me, ask the rich second generations in the school, which pocket money doesn’t start at 500,000 Yes! You said that as a daughter of the Tang family, I always feel ashamed to meet and make connections with everyone because of tight money. How aggrieved I am! The pigeon eggs that Aunt Zhao has on hand are worth 50 million! Are you willing to buy them for her? Pigeon egg, you are reluctant to give your own daughter pocket money, and if it spreads... If you don’t know, you will think that you were blown into the pillow and treated your dead wife’s daughter harshly!”
Tang Yitong at the side listened to Tang Wan's words, but remained indifferent.
But as far as he knew, the pocket money of 100,000 yuan a month for the school's rich second generation was extremely high.
Tang Wan opened her mouth to start at 500,000 yuan, isn't she afraid that Tang Wansong will check it
Naturally, Tang Wansong would not ask anyone to check, and in fact, the pocket money he gave Tang Wan was indeed because of Zhao Xia's words, and when she lost her temper, he intentionally punished her and reduced it from 20,000 per month to 10,000 per month. Two thousand yuan a month.
So when Tang Wan said this, Tang Wansong naturally felt guilty.
"Dad knows, it's all dad's fault, don't be angry, Wanwan, how about dad giving you 500,000 every month?" Tang Wansong asked.
Hearing this, Tang Wan immediately said: "No, at least 600,000! I borrowed a million from Weiwei and haven't paid it back! I'm so rich but I still have to borrow money to spend. Do you know how embarrassing I feel? "
As soon as these words came out, Tang Wansong quickly changed his words: "Okay, Dad knows, let me ask the secretary to call you two million first?"
"It's not too bad! Dad still loves me!" Tang Wan smiled immediately.
Seeing that she was coaxed, Tang Wansong felt relieved.
Before the shares are coaxed into his hands, he will try his best to satisfy all Tang Wan's requirements.
Although 600,000 a month is a bit painful, but compared with hundreds of millions of shares, these are nothing.
But aren't the other bosses all idiots? He actually gave half a million in pocket money!
As a result, he now has to pay so much money!
And the little cutie suddenly popped up angrily at this time and said: "Host, he is not worthy to be your father, I am your good father!"
This kind of scum is actually called Dad by the host!
He refuses to accept it!
"Shut up!" Tang Wan was speechless.
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After bargaining with Tang Wansong, Tang Wan stood up from the sofa and said, "Dad, I'm a little tired, so I'll go up to rest first, and Aunt Zhou will bring me dinner upstairs."
Hearing this, Tang Wansong nodded immediately.
Before going upstairs, Tang Wan said to Tang Yitong who shrank aside: "Tang Yitong, come up with me."
Seeing this, Tang Wansong thought Tang Wan was in a bad mood and was going to throw fire on him again, so he didn't say anything.
It would be fine if he didn't have a second son, but now that he has a better choice, there is no need to care about a useless son.
Anyway, he is a son with not a very good mind and a bad personality, so it doesn't matter if he is used as a punching bag by Tang Wan.
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After Tang Yitong heard Tang Wan's words, he got up in silence and went upstairs with her.
Tang Yitong had never entered the original owner's room, so when Tang Wan asked him to enter, Tang Yitong hesitated.
Seeing this, Tang Wan immediately said, "What are you still doing? Come in!"
After all, I went in first.