Why was he so speechless?

"The competition team is going to participate in the provincial competition next week. I will go back and study hard. See you later~"

After that, Xie Jinchen followed Shen Xingge down the steps.

Gu Qi stood there supporting the drunk Wang Feibai and watched the two of them walk away. What the hell is going on? ?

Since we are about to prepare for a competition, we have to show some competitive appearance.

So when I go back later, she will play some games first!Relax and prepare your best for the competition.

"Auntie, Mengmeng, I'm back!"

Shen Xingge opened the door, and there was a strong smell of alcohol in the living room. It took a while before Song Qing came down from the bedroom upstairs with Song Meng in her arms.

"Your father was drunk and just lay down."

Shen Xingge put down the things in his hands and took a bite of an apple on the coffee table: "I...Dad, has something happened?"

"We encountered some minor problems. Don't worry about it, Xingge. We adults will solve these problems. Just study hard."

Song Qing put Song Meng down: "Mengmeng, hurry up and take a shower, you're covered in the smell of alcohol."

Father Shen must have encountered the same economic crisis in his previous life, and it was because of this crisis that his family's income dropped significantly.

But her mother and Father Shen would rather live frugally than cut down on Green Tea Bitch's expenses.

My mother also suffered from serious stomach problems while working several part-time jobs.

In this life, she and her mother are destined not to have such an ending.

Song Meng looked at Shen Xingge, who was still calm on the sofa, and immediately paid attention: "Yeah, Mengmeng is going to take a bath by herself. After washing, she wants to sleep with her sister!"

Which one is more relaxing, playing games or playing small dumplings?

Shen Xingge chose the latter without hesitation. However, Shen Xingge was a little suspicious of the small question Song Qing mentioned, but did not continue to ask.

Even if the sky falls and she is still there to hold on, Xie Meiren's dividend is not a small sum.

"Sister, Dad Shen drank a lot today, and Mom can't even persuade Dad Shen."

Song Meng got into bed and said angrily.

Shen Xingge pinched Xiaotuanzi's fleshy face in his arms: "Does Mengmeng know the reason?"

"Well, Father Shen's leather factory has encountered some problems. It seems that there are no orders." Song Meng paused, "I know my sister is very powerful, so I want to discuss something with her."

Xiaoduanzi's milk-flavored shower gel smells really good: "Yeah."

"Can we let Father Shen buy a few more houses? What if we don't have a house to live in?"

Shen Xingge glanced at Xiaotuanzi in his arms in surprise, but did not respond immediately.

"And I heard that being a celebrity is very profitable, so can we also open a... company with many celebrities! In this way, there will be a lot of money."

Song Meng knew that the slightly professional vocabulary of the entertainment company was not suitable for a three-year-old body, so she had to use a lot of words to express it.

Song Meng raised her head and met Shen Xingge's inquiring eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. The boss wouldn't have noticed anything, right?

Shen Xingge rubbed the soft broken hair on his fingertips: "Well, Mengmeng is right. Does Mengmeng have any other ideas?"

Originally, she wanted to ask Father Shen to change his career to invest in some entertainment projects, and follow the trend to make some grand plans to buy a house in a big city. But with Shen Xingge watching him like this, Song Meng hesitated again for fear that something would be noticed by accident. .

"Mengmeng heard from Zhuang Haoran that his uncle has a house in the capital that is very valuable. Can we also buy a house in the capital?"

Zhuang Haoran was about to go to bed when he suddenly sneezed: "Mom, I seem to have a cold."

Xie Hui angrily scolded: "Hurry up and go to bed. Keep your arms outside. It's weird if you don't catch a cold!"

Shen Xingge sat beside the bed, his eyes still filled with warmth: "Mengmeng is so smart! Go to bed first, and leave the rest to my sister."

Song Meng turned her back, her eyes were slightly closed, and her voice was very soft: "Sister, you must tell Father Shen, and..."

"Ok?"

"Also, good night, sister."

Song Meng curled up her little body and said, "If you notice my secret, you must not hate me."

"Good night~"

Shen Xingge noticed that the eyelashes of Xiao Tuanzi beside him trembled slightly, and the corner of his mouth was smiling. Without saying anything, he gently closed the quilt next to him.

From the perspective of future development, in the current history, the real estate economy will indeed see another substantial increase, and the year with the largest increase should be three years later.

Originally, she wanted to prepare her body to carry out these investment operations after she became an adult, but she did not expect that Father Shen's financial crisis would suddenly come.

As for the entertainment industry, isn’t there a ready partner for this cooperation?

The next day.

At the dining table, except for Shen Xingge, the other three people did not sleep well, and they rarely got up early, so they gathered together to eat breakfast.

"Xinge, and Mengmeng, dad forgot to bring you gifts this time when he came back. Dad will make up for it next time."

Shen Jianbing's lips were smiling, but there was not much smile in his eyes.

Shen Xingge took a chopstick of food and said casually, "I need to go to the provincial capital next week to participate in the Planet Cup competition."

"What do you need to prepare?" Song Qing asked hurriedly.

"I think there is no problem with my ability to enter the finals, and there is something I want to discuss with Dad and Aunt Song."

The smile on Shen Jianbing's face became much more real now: "Tell me, dad will definitely agree to it if he can do it."

"I want Dad to buy me a house in Beijing now. It's not very convenient for me to live on campus."

Father Shen's smile became stiffer.

Song Meng also continued to add fuel to the fire: "Dad Shen, I heard others say that it will take a long time for my sister to come back when she is in college. In this way, it will take a long time for Mengmeng to see her sister."

Song Qing also fell into thinking: "It is true that if Xingge goes to college and has a house in the capital, it will be convenient for us to go there and take care of him."

Shen Jianbing became embarrassed: "Isn't Xingge only a freshman in high school this year? There are still one or two years left... Isn't it too early?"

Moreover, if he wanted to buy a better house in the capital, he didn't have enough funds on hand, so he had to sell the factory. But his factory might be able to turn around after this period of time.

Shen Xingge saw Shen Jianbing's hesitation and said calmly: "I'm going to apply to skip a grade. Judging from the results of this Planet Cup competition, if the results are good, there should be no problem in directly entering the graduating class next year."

"Aunt Song and I will discuss this important matter carefully."

"Then I'll go to school first." Shen Xingge wiped his mouth and patted the little dumpling next to him on the head before leaving.

Song Meng looked up and saw Shen Xingge's fist-clenching gesture of encouragement and the unchanging doting in his eyes.

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