Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 114 Best Investor
"Father, where are we going to play today?" When Qin Xiong was still lazily lying on the bed, silently planning the future, Xiao Nuan had already gotten up.

"Mom is at work today, let's rest at home." Qin Xiong replied.

"Doesn't mom have summer vacation?" Qin Weiyi asked puzzled.

"Except for teachers and full-time mothers, mothers all over the world don't have summer vacation, and neither do fathers." Qin Xiong.

"Then why don't you have a job now?" Qin Weiyi.

"You are just like your mother. You are a small supervisor. I am tired from playing these two days. I have to take it easy. I will get up to work later." Qin Xiong explained patiently.

After hearing this, Qin Weiyi was a little disappointed, and said, "I hope I'll always be three years old, so that I'll never have to work..."

"Uh, can you be a little bit promising? You're so young, but you just want to lie flat, so you don't have to be old all the time?" Qin Xiong said angrily.

"Father, what does it mean to gnaw on the old?" Qin Weiyi asked with his head tilted.

"Eat mine, drink mine, use mine, and find opportunities to piss me off from time to time..." Qin Xiong.

"But, am I not your favorite baby?"

"Even if you love you, you can't refuse to grow up. If you have developed a whole body of skills, even if Dad raises you, I am willing, but if you don't have any skills, even if I raise you, you don't have any sense of security and peace." Happiness, when we come to this world, we can be ordinary or even mediocre, but we cannot become a burden to the country..." Qin Xiong explained patiently.

"What is the country's burden..." Qin Weiyi asked without understanding.

"That is to say, I have no skills, no contribution or value to society, and I can only barely survive by relying on my parents and the country. Otherwise, I will starve to death..."

"Am I a burden to the country now?" Qin Weiyi asked in frustration.

"That's right. You are the future of your family and the flowers of your motherland. Only people who are over 18 years old and have nothing to do and can't support themselves are the country's burdens..." Qin Xiong comforted.

"I want to go out to play... It's not fun at home... Dad, I want you to take me out to play..." The child's thinking jumped like this, and he quickly raised his core needs.

"Let Rongrong take you out to play, remember, Pengcheng is very big, you must not run around, if you lose it, we will be very sad, Dad will probably carry a stone into the sea!" Qin Xiong emphasized seriously .

"Holding rocks into the sea, can you catch a lot of fish?" Qin Weiyi obviously didn't understand the meaning of his words.

"You can't catch any fish, at most you can only feed them, and then, you may not have a father..." Qin Xiong said with frustration.

"I won't run around. I don't want my father to feed the fish... If I get lost, will my mother feed the fish?" Qin Weiyi thought for a while and asked again.

"My mother has too little meat, so I don't necessarily like fish." Qin Xiong said.

"Brother-in-law, you don't need to make up your cousin like this, really, she works hard, not for the sake of the child!" At this moment, Jiang Yingrong walked in and said contemptuously.

"No, whether it's her or me, our hard work can't be entirely for the children, but to find the value of our own life." Qin Xiong said.

"Father, don't you love me anymore?" Hearing what Qin Xiong said, Qin Weiyi was a little confused.

"Baby, mom and dad will always be the ones who love you the most. You never need to doubt this, and don't always look for evidence of our love for you from the small details of life. Our love is to care for you better To grow up is not to spoil you so much that you can't do anything, understand?" Qin Xiong explained.

"Is she able to understand these principles when talking to such a young child?" Jiang Yingrong said.

"All parents become Tang monks at the end of their lives. If they don't understand once, they can only talk a few more times. If they don't understand at three years old, they may understand at five or six years old. It's the father's fault whether they raise them or not. If you don't say anything, it's my responsibility." Qin Xiong sighed.

"Being a parent is tiring." Jiang Yingrong sighed.

"Being a baby is also tiring, no one takes me out to play..." Qin Weiyi.

"Haha, it's okay, Rongrong, pack up and take her out to play quickly, wherever you want, just don't suffer from heatstroke, the weather here is a bit stuffy." Qin Xiong reminded.

Seeing the children happily following Jiang Yingrong out, Qin Xiong told them a few more words before he coded with peace of mind.

At noon, Jiang Xue's mother came over.

"Are you still used to living here?" She looked at the situation in the room and asked casually.

"It's very comfortable, and my wife and children are living here, thank you very much." Qin Xiong said.

"Well, it's good to be satisfied. I just passed by here and thought of something mentioned in your circle of friends. I want to chat with you alone." Jiang Mu said.

"Recently, there have been too many messages in the circle of friends. I don't know what you are talking about?" After asking the other party to sit down, Qin Xiong asked directly.

"I heard that you plan to build a writer's village. I think this kind of cultural project, although the payback period is relatively long, is very meaningful. I am not very short of money now, and I want to do something particularly meaningful." Jiang's mother did not either. Hidden, said his own thoughts directly.

"You have enough money and know the etiquette. You can give Jiang Xue [-] pocket money every month. I think you have really achieved financial freedom. It is understandable to have such a need..." Qin Xiong laughed.

"This dead girl, even told you this?" Mother Jiang was a little surprised.

"Yeah, not only that, but I also gave a reward of [-] yuan on my book, which made me very embarrassed." Qin Xiong explained.

"As long as it's normal consumption, I don't want to interfere with her too much, and that's exactly why I'm looking for you." Mother Jiang.

"How do you say it?" Qin Xiong asked.

"She doesn't dare to be interested in many things, but she only likes to read books. I was wondering, can you guide her properly in this regard?" Mother Jiang.

"It's not so good. To be honest, writing web articles is really not a very good job, and it's not stable at all. Although I can barely achieve something now." Qin Xiong said frankly.

"No, no, I don't plan to let her write novels, but I hope she can engage in cultural-related industries in the future." Mother Jiang.

"You want to invest in the Writer's Village, and then, when she graduates in the future, come here to help take care of it? If that's the case, I welcome it very much, but I can't guarantee that the Writer's Village will be able to do well. Get it working." Qin Xiong said honestly.

"My current thinking is very simple. If she graduates from high school and doesn't want to go abroad, and doesn't want to continue her studies, it's better to have something to do than nothing to do. If she wants to, I will take it as a way out for her. If she doesn't want to, then Take it as my small contribution to the cultural industry." Mother Jiang said.

"Of course I like your investment conditions very much, but Xiangcheng is only a small fourth-tier city, and it is completely incomparable with an international metropolis like Pengcheng. .” Qin Xiong was a little worried.

"If she is willing to go, it doesn't matter how long she stays, as long as she can learn the real skills from you. Over the years, except for you, other people who get close to our mother and daughter usually have ulterior motives and stay away from Peng once in a while." The big dye vat in the city is also a kind of protection for her growth, what do you think?" Mother Jiang said frankly.

Hearing this, Qin Xiong suddenly sympathized with them.

Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Ninety-nine percent of the people in this world want to make money and get rich, and getting close to Jiang Xue's mother and daughter is undoubtedly a good opportunity to change their destiny.

Even when he and Tang Qingya were arguing, he used to tease him like this, so the environment they faced was really surrounded by a pack of wolves.

"First of all, thank you very much for your trust in me; secondly, even if you don't invest a penny, as long as Jiang Xue is willing to go to my place for internship and work, I welcome her very much, and I will definitely take care of her like a little sister; finally , if you want to invest, we are talking about business, and we still have to sign the necessary contracts to avoid trouble in the future." Qin Xiong replied solemnly.

Mother Jiang smiled when she heard this, and said with a sense of relief, "I knew it, I was right. My name is He Xiaoyun. It's a pleasure to meet you. I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

"Whether we cooperate or not, we are very happy. I would like to ask, how much do you plan to invest in the writer's village project?" Qin Xiong asked with a smile.

"Ten million, if it's not enough, you can add more..." He Xiaoyun said.

Qin Xiong gasped. In the world of the rich, is money really just a string of simple numbers?
"Thank you very much for your support. However, apart from building a house and growing up so big, I haven't managed a project with an investment of millions. Ten million is really scary. What if I lose money?"

"I invest money, I invest in people, not all projects. I am very optimistic about you. In addition, if the project of the Writer's Village really fails, when your book is finished, we can make it a film and television together. Come on, you give me a proper discount..." He Xiaoyun said.

"You have a film and television production company?" Qin Xiong was a little surprised.

Sure enough, these days, those who can defend the country should not be underestimated!
"I have resources in this area." He Xiaoyun said.

"On this point, I'm afraid I can't make a decision by myself. When I signed the contract with Diandian, the film and television copyright of the work and many other derivative copyrights have already been packaged for them to deal with. At that time, you can only discuss it yourself. At most, I only have the right to make suggestions. The right to decide." Qin Xiong said.

"It's okay, as long as you have this sentence, we will talk about other things later. So, can we talk about the writer's village now?" He Xiaoyun asked.

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