Chapter 586: Chapter 577: The Artist
"God of Wealth, bless us, God of Wealth, bless us, bless my sonâs movie to be a big hit and earn lots of money, Amitabha."
At this moment, Zhou Hui stood at the entrance with her hands clasped and bowed repeatedly, then offered an incense stick to the new God of Wealth portrait this year, feeling full of confidence, as if the God of Wealth had already started to bless her.
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Meanwhile, the three members of the Su Family were watching the mysterious actions of the household matriarch with speechless expressions.
Not to mention, do you need to chant Amitabha when praying to the God of Wealth? Theyâre not even from the same belief system, come on.
But thinking about it, itâs understandable. After all, her beliefs are too mixed, Buddhism, Taoism, Jesus Christ, Western gods, native beliefs; itâs all based on her needs, and foreign beliefs mostly depend on who gives her eggs.
You give me eggs, I donât mind believing in you for a few days. Once you stop giving eggs, well, sorry, one day of eggs only lets me believe in you for one day, a faith without eggs can just stay where it is.
Her mother Zhou Huiâs life creed is, as long as my beliefs are mixed enough, I am a successor of socialism.
After all, beliefs can also offset each other, having many beliefs is equivalent to having none, an atheist, a socialist paragon; all fear comes from not having enough money.
As the saying goes, dignity is only above banknotes, and truth is only within the balance of a bank account.
It must be said, apart from old Mr. Su in the household, both Su Qing and Su He, even Da Huang, inherited this excellent quality from their mom Zhou Hui.
Truly exceptional!
After Zhou Hui finished praying to the God of Wealth, old Mr. Su went to the kitchen to warm up the dishes for him to nibble on.
"By the way, son, what have you been up to these past couple of days that you were in such a hurry to leave on the first night of the New Year, gone for two or three days?" After dinner, the family was sitting in the living room, and Zhou Hui couldnât help but ask.
Although she was curious about how much her son made investing in films, the family now wasnât short of money, and Zhou Hui was more restrained about money than she used to be.
Hearing this, both old Mr. Su and Su He looked over, a bit curious.
"Uh... my classmate, itâs Da Qiang, his dad got into an accident at the construction site and passed away!" Su Qing explained.
Upon hearing this, the whole family was stunned.
With regards to his few friends, whether it was mom Zhou Hui, old Mr. Su, or Su He, even if they didnât really remember them, they had heard about them from him.
Moreover, during high school, there was a time when San Er and the others came to play at their house; otherwise, Da Qiang wouldnât have been able to find their home.
"Da Qiang... is he that little chubby one?" Zhou Hui thought for a moment and asked.
Hearing this, Su Qing nodded, but when he thought about Ding Qiangâs current appearance, he indeed had nothing to do with "little chubby" anymore, having lost so much weight his features changed.
Previously, when he wanted to lose weight, he couldnât manage it no matter what; after this incident, he managed it instantly, so they say to lose weight you must go emo; as long as Iâm not in a good mood, I wonât get fat.
"So what did he come to you for..." old Mr. Su asked.
Su Qing thought for a while, figured the money was earned by himself, and now he wasnât a kid anymore, so he didnât hide anything and directly said, "To borrow money. At that time, his dad was clinging to life in ICU; things were really bad, urgently needed surgery, so he came to me. But the surgery result... anyway, he didnât make it off the surgery table. The operation was on the second day of the New Year; he passed away, buried on the third day. We went back to his hometown to help out, and just got back last night."
Upon hearing this, the family couldnât help but sigh; after all, one moment someone is there, the next theyâre gone. The poor child just graduated from university and lost their father; the family would have a tough time ahead.
"How much did you give?" Zhou Hui asked curiously.
Su Qing took a sip of water and replied indifferently, "300,000."
"300,000?" Zhou Hui and Su He gasped in unison; thatâs no small sum; are young people borrowing tens of thousands just like that? Especially Zhou Hui felt it wasnât right.
But at this time, old Mr. Su demonstrated the generosity befitting the head of the family, saying:
"Donât make that face; now our son can make his own money, and he decides how to spend it. Though 300,000 seems like a lot, itâs not much for our son. The main point is that we had to give that money, it was life-saving money. His friend came to him for help; if he didnât provide it, honestly, it wouldnât look good."
If Su Qing didnât have the ability, it would be a different story, but 300,000 isnât much for him. If he doesnât even help his good friend in such a major issue, it indeed sounds unreasonable.
Though lending money shows kindness and not lending shows principle, people are social creatures, and everyone has a few good friends.
Actually, everyone more or less unconsciously distinguishes a few particularly close friends.
These people, may have no money, no skills, may even borrow and not return itâjust being alive, meeting up for a chat, providing emotional value is enough.
Clearly, for Su Qing, Da Qiang is one of those people in that circle.
When he decided to give the money, he didnât expect Ding Qiang to pay it back, frankly, at least not in the short term, because itâs not a small amount.
He wasnât a rich second-generation kid; he knows how hard it is for ordinary people to save 300,000. After all, he had been poor too, though he never experienced the kind of poverty where you starve or sleep on park benches, but after a year of struggling post-graduation, he understands money is hard-earned and lifeâs difficulties.
So, for Old Su to say these words today, I really have changed my opinion a lot, I can only say, no wonder heâs the head of the family, truly a man capable of making decisions in big matters.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Mom, Zhou Hui, glared at her man and awkwardly said, "I didnât say anything, did I?"
After saying that, Zhou Hui looked at her dear son and said, "Hmm, son, donât worry, Mom supports you, this is serious business. But you need to be prepared, this money wonât come back soon. Since youâve lent it, donât rush, your relationship is good, donât let money ruin it!"
Upon hearing this, Su Qing smiled, "Donât worry, it wonât happen. Weâll save where we should and spend where we should. Itâs just a pity the person couldnât be saved, otherwise, the money would have been worth spending."
Hearing his words, the family could only sigh, and Mom Zhou Hui further said, "Thereâs no way around it; itâs fate. Sometimes one has to believe in fate."
"Actually, at that time, the doctors already said the success rate of the surgery was less than ten percent, but Da Qiang was unwilling to give up and wanted to take a chance," Su Qing explained.
After hearing this, Old Su nodded on the side, "Thatâs normal. Unless itâs a terminal illness with no hope at all, even if thereâs a one percent chance, parents and children would want to try."
At this, Su He quietly raised her hand, smiled charmingly, and said, "Donât worry, Dad, your daughter here is very calm. If that day comes for you, Iâll definitely pull the plug."
Su Hongye: ...
"Then youâd better take care of your health. Youâre awake at night, losing bundles of hair, not exercising, Iâm afraid youâll go before me!"
Faced with Old Suâs counterattack, instead, Mom Zhou Hui burst into laughter, "Get off it, is this how you be a dad?"
After speaking, she looked at her dear son again and, a bit curiously, said, "Alright, this is a matter between your buddies, we wonât worry. By the way, son, Mom saw online that the movie you invested in is doing well at the box office, itâs a hit, you stand to make a lot this time, donât you?"
Seeing his momâs eyes turn to dollar signs, Su Qing couldnât help but roll his eyes, "Probably, but today is only the second day, I canât say for sure what the final box office will be, but it shouldnât lose. Why? Are you out of money? Want me to transfer another hundred thousand for you to spend first?"
For the matriarch of the family, heâs quite generous, mainly because pleasing her makes life in this family much more comfortable for him. Itâs practically a safety net; hasnât his respect level gone up with Old Su already?
Hearing these words, Zhou Huiâs smile became even brighter, and she waved her hand, "No need, your mom doesnât have much to spend on, why would I need that much money? The last million you transferred, I havenât spent a single cent yet. Actually, I donât even know what to buy, your mom is naturally beautiful, I donât even use makeup, at most buy two pieces of clothing, some skincare products, thatâs it really. Your dadâs salary is enough for that, no need for your money!"
Old Su, on the side, listened with a sense of sadness; asking for money meant coming to me, saving money meant itâs the sonâs job. He feels so tired, with a son so rich now, canât you spend his money? Not to mention, Old Su himself wants to retire now.
Having hoped for the son to succeed for so many years, it could be considered realized, so whatâs the point of trying so hard?
Itâs said that as long as people have support, they become lazy. Thatâs how Old Su is now, his mindset has started to shift.
Since he canât be the first wealthy generation, being the father of one isnât bad either.
"Ah, Iâm so envious, when can I make big money like my brother? Brother, should I start live streaming to sell things? I feel selling goods is more profitable than taking ads," Su He sighed on the sofa.
Su Qing hearing this, "Can you sell things?"
"Whatâs there to not know, itâs just, family members, click the link, original price 999, now only nine yuan and ninety cents, with three bags of rice and a barrel of soy oil as gifts!"
Su Qing: ...
"Even the business partnerâs bitter plant seeds will be compensated by you. Why donât you just stay where itâs cooler. Focus on your short videos and taking ads properly.
Teacher Cang once said, if you canât earn money lying down, then you have to work steadily and not daydream about shortcuts."
"Teacher Cang? Which Teacher Cang said this? Is he famous?" Mom Zhou Hui asked with curiosity.
Su Qing: "Eh... kind of a famous person?"
Old Su: "Nonsense, how come I donât know any famous teacher with the surname Cang who said this?"
Su Qing: "Thatâs because youâre inexperienced, besides, theyâre in the film industry, itâs normal for you not to know!"
Zhou Hui, hearing this, slapped her thigh, "Oh, itâs a celebrity, I knew it, you should have said so earlier!"
Su He: ...
"Well, brother, is this Teacher Cang a proper teacher?"
Su Qing: â_â
"Thatâs an artist!"
Su He: "Got it!"
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