Chapter 98 Jiang Wanwan, round and round
098.Jiang Wanwan, round and round
The family entered the house and sat down to chat. Grandpa was also back..
Jiang Siming honestly told them what he was doing now..
After hearing about playing games, live broadcasting and playing professionally, the three of them were a little unconvinced..
But when Jiang Siming showed them his bank card deposit information, they realized that their child really had a future..
“Shaoqing, can you show dad how many zeros this is? "Jiang Guoqiao was holding his mobile phone, wearing reading glasses and staring at the screen of the mobile phone, still counting zeros..
“Six zeros, preceded by two 3s, more than thirty-three million." Father Jiang replied.
After his previous solo with Gu Cun, Jiang Siming’s deposit reached 20 million..
Then the level of the live broadcast room reached the maximum level, and the share of the gift money was more than 10 million, which was all credited to Jiang Siming's card..
Coupled with the money fragments he picks up in daily life, it is not surprising that Jiang Siming has so many savings..
More than 33 million, Jiang's family still has no idea what that is..
All I know is that this is a lot of money. The people in the town together will spend more money than they can spend in a lifetime..
“My son is promising! I wonder who in this town dares to say that my son is useless! "Jiang's mother said while wiping away tears..
Jiang's father glared at Jiang Siming and said, "You can't spend so much money like this. It's more than two million to buy a car. No amount of money is enough to defeat you. I think you should leave your money here." I'll keep it for you.”
Before Jiang Siming could speak, Jiang's mother stood up with her arms akimbo..
“Why should I put the money my son earns with you? Besides, don’t you know who spent the two million? It’s not easy for my son to make money outside. If he needs something urgently outside, I’ll leave it at your place and buy you a drink. It’s a nice thought.！”
When Jiang's father heard this, he immediately fainted and did not dare to argue with his wife again..
“If you want to make a lot of money, then let your son return this car." Mother Jiang came up with a decisive move..
Father Jiang immediately gave up without any hesitation..
“My son is the most capable. Son, whatever dish you want to eat, mom will cook it for you today! "Jiang's mother said happily..
“Sauce-flavored pork elbow, crispy pork, braised tofu, Shantou lobster." Jiang Siming published the name of the dish..
“You really know how to scream. You have to buy the ingredients for these dishes right now. Why don’t you say you want to have a Manchu-Han banquet?" Father Jiang said dissatisfied..
“It's none of your business. I'm happy to buy food for my son. Do you care? Don't use your chopsticks when you eat later. Any leftovers in the kitchen are yours..”
“How can this work? You go shopping for groceries and I’ll go with you. I’ll drive you there just in time.！”
“If you drive just a few steps away, you're wasting gas money..”
“It's okay, it's okay, you haven't sat on it yet, I'll take you for a ride." Jiang's father took Jiang's mother and dragged her into the car, and the couple went shopping for groceries..
Grandma happily went to the kitchen to prepare side dishes, while grandpa sat on a chair and chatted with Jiang Siming..
After not chatting for long, a thin figure rushed in, jumping up and down with a schoolbag on his back..
“I'm back! Grandma, what are we going to eat tonight?？”
As soon as he heard this voice, Jiang Siming knew who it was, his little girl sister.
Jiang Siming's sister is Jiang Wanwan, who is ten years younger than Jiang Siming. Such a big age gap also makes Jiang Siming and Jiang Wanwan have a very good relationship..
However, when they were young, the two often bickered and quarreled. They used to fight many times over the TV remote control..
But every time Jiang Siming wins, Jiang Wanwan always cries..
But she also had a big heart. She took the initiative to reconcile with Jiang Siming not long after the quarrel, and then continued to follow Jiang Siming, like a little follower..
Now the little girl has grown up slowly. She has inherited the Jiang family's genes and she is tall and slim. Her face is still as chubby as when she was a child..
Although she is not the most powerful person in the country, she is still a pretty little beauty..
Jiang Wanwan never goes through the front door. Whenever she comes home, she likes to come in through the back kitchen because it is convenient for her to take a few bites of delicious food..
“Just go to the living room and take a look." Grandma said to her with a smile..
When Jiang Wanwan heard this, she thought the meal was ready and was in the living room, so she immediately ran over..
When she saw Jiang Siming looking at her with a smile, the little girl was stunned for a second, and then she jumped three feet high..
“Brother, why are you back? "Jiang Wanwan came close to Jiang Siming, looked left and right, and said: "You are so handsome, you didn't go to South Korea for plastic surgery, right?？”
After saying that, he immediately pinched Jiang Siming's nose and face and found that there was no problem..
Jiang Siming fought back, stood up, pinched her chubby cheeks, and sounded like a brother lecturing his sister..
“You are so chubby, you still dare to touch your brother, can you get it?？”
Jiang Wanwan's face has been chubby since she was little, so Jiang Siming named her Yuan Gungun..
She was unhappy at first, but gradually she got used to it and became numb..
“Why have you grown so tall, brother? "Jiang Wanwan raised her head and looked at Jiang Siming. She couldn't even reach Jiang Siming's face when she raised her hands..
“No, you are a short man." Jiang Siming said smugly..
Seeing that she couldn't take advantage, Jiang Wanwan immediately went to her grandfather and cried: "Grandpa, Jiang Siming bullied me, oh oh oh oh~”
“Don't think about asking grandpa to save you. First, report your recent monthly test scores. I'll see if you have any material to go to college..”
“You look down on people! My monthly exam scores this year were among the top ten in the school every time! "Jiang Wanwan replied proudly.
“Are you already in the top ten? It’s not like I’ve never been to a middle school in the town. The top ten is enough to do anything. Your brother and I only managed to get into Fudan when I ranked third in the school. Your top ten is enough..”
“I'm not as good at studying as you, why don't I admit it?" Jiang Wanwan pouted, her brother has always been her role model in studying..
“If you admit it, you have to work hard and correct your shortcomings. You know, do you still want to get admitted to Shanghai and hang out with your brother? Let me tell you, your brother is very prosperous in Shanghai now. If you can't pass the exam, don't do it. Complain that I don’t fly with you.”
“Really? How much does it cost for you to stay in Shanghai for a month? Got a salary increase? Is it five thousand? "Jiang Wanwan asked curiously.
“Five thousand? You underestimate your brother too much. It would be almost a thousand times more..”
“Come on, just blow it, no one will believe it if you blow it to the sky." Jiang Wanwan obviously didn't believe it..
“Wanwan, your brother is not bragging now. He bought a car for your father, more than two million." Jiang Guoqiao said something fair for Jiang Siming at this time..
“Where is the car? Why didn't I see it?？”
“Your dad drove me to buy groceries. You can see when I get back soon..”
“Really? Are you really making a lot of money? Then did you buy me something delicious? "Jiang Wanwan immediately thought about food. Jiang Siming didn't just call this chubby nickname..
“There is a big box in the back seat of the car, all of which are snacks imported from abroad." Jiang Siming smiled mysteriously..
Jiang Wanwan screamed and jumped in surprise. She stopped staying at home and ran directly to the vegetable market to find her parents..
Jiang Siming also followed her. Anyway, it was not far from the door of the house, so it was still possible to lose it..
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