The sweetness of milk is not as sweet as yours

Chapter59

After dinner in the evening, Chu Yu was doing homework in the study, Fu Zhengming was at work, and grandpa was counting bank cards.

Tired of writing, Chu Yu shook his hand, glanced over there, and saw that his grandfather looked like a rich man: "56, 22, five, 230 six, 420 three..."

Then wearing presbyopic glasses, using Chu Yu's pen to add and subtract on the paper.

Chu Yu mentally calculated for a second: "740 million, grandpa, you are so rich."

Grandpa glared at him: "Write your homework."

Fu Zhengming said: "Teacher, what are you doing with this?"

Grandpa took the card and asked them to sit over: "I wanted to tell you on New Year's Eve, but you didn't come at noon. Chu Yu's school starts tomorrow, and if you don't talk about it, there is no time to talk about it. Brother Chu Yu, Chu Xun, on New Year's Eve. Call me and tell me that money cannot be put in the bank card to earn interest. I sold the copyright for several million, and the interest will depreciate. Let me hand over the money to you and invest. That’s probably what it means. But the money is not mine Yes, it belongs to Chu Yu, so I have to ask his opinion. In fact, Chu Xun didn’t say anything, I plan to give you the money and let you take care of it. He took it away by himself, and I don’t know how to use it indiscriminately.”

Chu Yu pouted: "This is my own money, so what if I misuse it."

Grandpa stared: "The squandering is over, let me see what you use again, and drink the Northwest Wind if you don't have money in the future."

Fu Zhengming sat watching their grandparents bickering, and found it interesting: "Chu Yu won't use it indiscriminately, let alone me."

Grandpa hummed: "With you here and taking care of him, I can rest assured."

He took the card with the largest amount first: "This is the film and television copyright fee. Now in the cultural industry, I didn't expect to make money like this. It's just a few million. I didn't even dare to think about it before."

Take the 200 million note again: "This is the money Chu Yu's parents left him, and I haven't touched it."

Take the 22 and 56 cards again: "This is also true. The 22 card was originally 27. Chu Yu lives with you, so I took [-] for you."

Chu Yu looked at the last, oldest card: "Where's the [-] card?"

Grandpa picked it up: "This is your grandfather's old story!"

Chu Yu suppressed a smile.

Grandpa snorted: "Look, what to do with the money."

Fu Zhengming took a sip of tea and looked at Chu Yu: "You decide for yourself."

Grandpa: "How can I let him decide for himself?"

Chu Yu snorted softly, grabbed the two cards with the largest amount, and pushed them in front of Fu Zhengming, full of pride: "It's all for you."

The 22 and 56 cards were the family’s usual expenses and the money saved by his father’s wages, respectively. He handed it to his grandfather: “Now my grandfather has more than [-] yuan, and he is well-off.”

Fu Zhengming smiled and said, "Then what about you?"

Chu Yu glared at him: "You took my money to invest, why don't you give me some dividends, I don't want too much, just [-] a month."

Before Fu Zhengming could agree, he was robbed by his grandfather, "You have a good idea, what do you, a student, want [-] a month for?"

Grandpa said: "If you make money, save it for him!"

Fu Zhengming said: "You can invest in a circular way, and you can earn interest in the bank when you save it. Now, [-] a month is no problem. When you go to college, your uncle will give you a card, and all dividends will be paid to your card on time every month. .You can control your own money freely when you go to college, and you can buy things or invest by yourself.”

Grandpa was angry: "You give me the card, but I can't give it to you. I'm so used to him."

Fu Zhengming comforted the old man: "Chu Yu is very sensible and will not spend money recklessly. Giving him money is also to exercise his financial management skills. You should trust him."

Chu Yu was so moved that his eyes welled up with tears: "That's right, Uncle Fu gave me 2 pocket money every month, and I only used a little bit of it, and now there are more than [-] in the card."

Grandpa was shocked: "You still pay him [-] a month, when did it happen?"

Chu Yu asked strangely: "Didn't you ask Uncle Fu to call me? The pocket money, the card is still handled by you."

Fu Zhengming covered his lips: "Cough."

Grandpa slapped the table with an oops: "I'm giving you his living expenses, how can you give him pocket money?"

Chu Yu also came to his senses: "Grandpa, you are too stingy, [-] is not enough to pay Aunt Lin and Uncle Liu a month's salary."

Grandpa jumped up and grabbed the wooden pen holder for decoration on the table and was about to hit someone.

Chu Yu quickly hid behind Fu Zhengming: "Uncle, save me."

Fu Zhengming was amused, and quickly stopped his grandfather: "Teacher, this pen holder is 12."

Grandpa was taken aback: "What a broken pen holder."

After taking a look, he still tapped Fu Zhengming: "You should hit him too."

He carefully put the pen holder back, sat down and took a breath, thought for a while, and pushed the 22 note to Fu Zhengming: "You put too much thought on him, even if the teacher asks you, you won't tell the truth. If this one is not enough, then there is no more, we can't let him live such a luxurious life."

Fu Zhengming smiled and pushed the card back: "That's enough."

He took away the two cards with the largest amount: "Chu Yu has been living in my place for two or three months. Isn't these millions not enough? Don't take half a year, the more than 600 million can be doubled, How much is Chu Yu willing to give uncle?"

Chu Yu lay on his shoulders, Fu Zhengming's handsome face was clearly reflected in his eyes, his smile was attached: "You can give as much as you want, but you are not short of my money."

Grandpa took a sip of tea, and seeing this scene, he choked on water and coughed repeatedly. Fu Zhengming hurried to stroke his back, but he waved him away.

"I'm fine." The old man felt a little regretful, and he emphasized it for the first time, "Don't get too used to him!"

Fu Zhengming smiled and said, "I know, I have a measure."

There is a measure of fart!But the old man didn't know what to say anymore, and he wouldn't listen to him anyway.

Grandpa finished dividing the money, sat down for a while, and went to sleep.

Chu Yu still had homework that he couldn't finish, while Fu Zhengming was always answering emails and reading documents, and occasionally went out to make a few phone calls, and he was also busy with endless work.

After a while, Fu Zhengming asked, "Is there any industry that Chu Yu is interested in?"

Chu Yu rubbed his sore hands and thought for a while: "No."

Fu Zhengming changed the question: "Then what are you interested in?"

"Drawing? Skateboarding? Playing games?"

Fu Zhengming smiled and said, "Then invest in game development."

Chu Yu thought about the fact that the game industry is indeed very profitable, so he had no objection, and asked, "What kind of game will 600 million make?"

"Do you have an idea? You can give advice to the game planner."

Chu Yu really has some ideas: "Although I am not short of money, I still hope that the game I made will not look too ugly. If you don't charge money, you can't continue to play. You can charge money appropriately, take a long-term route, and become a smarter game." game."

Fu Zhengming said: "The idea is good, I will convey your suggestion to them."

Naturally, he has invested in game companies. The money can be used to increase investment in projects that have already been listed, or to establish a new project, but the latter will have to wait to make money.

Chu Yu didn't care about these things. Anyway, his uncle is omnipotent, so he definitely won't pay. Even if he loses, it doesn't matter, he will accompany his Uncle Fu to earn the money back.

Moreover, if the 600 million can be lost, and you still have to worry about not being able to pay him back, then Uncle Fu may be bankrupt.

It is hard to imagine how heroic it would be for a person with a net worth of tens of billions to go bankrupt.

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Chu Yu was in such a hurry that his hand was almost broken, and he finally finished three-quarters of his homework before going to school to report, and he could just make up the rest when he returned to school.

Fu Zhengming came back to pick them up at noon and took his grandfather home first.

On the way, Chu Yu swiped through WeChat and saw Dai Tianming's news.

When Dai Tianming came back from visiting his relatives, he showed off the red envelopes in his circle of friends. A string of thick red envelopes was arranged like a fan.Accompanying text: "My mother said to save it for me. This is my wife's book. I don't know if I can really get it when I get married. I heard that parents help me save money and save it."

Chu Yu commented on him at the bottom: "Awesome."

Dai Tianming replied to him: "This is awesome, your Uncle Fu is so rich, he can pay me a hundred for one package."

He thought too much, and he didn't receive any of them.

He moaned and said, "Grandpa, I just saw Dai Tianming's WeChat activity."

Grandpa teased the cat: "What happened to him?"

Chu Yu: "He received a lot of red envelopes."

Grandpa snorted: "No matter how much he pays, it's not as much as your Uncle Fu."

Chu Yu: "? Why don't I know?"

Grandpa said: "I wondered why I gave Fu Zhengming the card, why did he send me text messages every month, three thousand for a while, three thousand for a while, I didn't think at that time that Fu Zhengming was giving you pocket money. Received another text message, okay, [-], and the balance is [-], which is [-] more than my grandfather and I."

"You said why did he call you the [-] yuan for no reason, and why did he call you during the Chinese New Year?"

Chu Yu pressed the corner of his mouth: "I don't know, I didn't receive it. Anyway, I don't have any red envelopes for Chinese New Year, except for my grandparents and aunts."

Grandpa: "You have quite a lot of people here, how much did your grandfather's house pack for you?"

Chu Yu: "I won't tell you, there are quite a lot anyway, and everyone gets a thick red envelope."

Fu Zhengming said: "There is no sense of ritual in sending money. I didn't think about it. I will give you another red envelope later."

As soon as his words fell, Chu Yu was glared at by his grandfather, and Chu Yu could only say: "No need, just give it to me. I am mainly worried that Grandpa didn't give it."

Grandpa glared at him again, and actually took out a crumpled red envelope from his pocket: "I'll see when you remember to ask me."

Chu Yu happily took it and took it out to have a look.

one hundred.

A lot.

Sending the stingy grandpa home, Chu Yu secretly said to Fu Zhengming: "Grandpa can receive text messages. In the future, if you transfer money to my own card, I will empty grandpa's card and not use his. "

Fu Zhengming suppressed a smile: "Okay."