Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

This was the first time Cao Kun had met someone who could rival his wealth, and he smiled, saying, "So, you're very rich then?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Xiaoming immediately straightened his back.

"I wouldn't say we're rich, but my family is considered quite well-off in Hongdu. We own several cars and houses."

"My dad works in the power system, my mom works in the tobacco system, and I work for a city investment company."

"My monthly salary is a little over 1 yuan, plus a 13th-month salary and a year-end bonus. We can't even finish all the rice, oil, and salt we need at home, so we have to give them away."

"Holy crap!" Cao Kun was stunned. "Brother, you're pretty good. Your family background is amazing."

Jia Xiaoming said smugly, "Keep it down, brother. What about you? Where are you working?"

Cao Kun said, "Me? I just run a small business. My parents are ordinary retired workers."

Jia Xiaoming immediately straightened his chest.

"Then you must have a lot of savings, bro? I've been working for seven or eight years, bought a house and a car, and only saved a little over 200,000 yuan."

He feigned modesty and said...

Cao Kun nodded upon hearing this:

"As for savings... I don't have much, mainly because I just invested in the futures market and all the money is gone."

Cao Kun had just arranged for Su Yue to invest all her funds in titanium alloy futures a few days ago, so he really didn't have much money available now.

They're the kind of people who would stretch even ten million in half to make the most of it.

"Tch, bro, how much money do you have to dare to venture into the futures market?"

Jia Xiaoming immediately scoffed: "Don't let my job at the city investment company fool you; I don't touch stocks or futures."

"That's all just a bunch of predatory tactics!"

Cao Kun nodded in deep agreement: "Actually, I didn't invest much money; I was just playing around."

"So how much is it exactly? Tell me so I can see for myself." Jia Xiaoming was determined to embarrass Cao Kun.

"How so?"

Cao Kun didn't know the exact amount Su Yue had invested, so he asked, "What are the total assets of your city investment company again?"

Jia Xiaoming: "Huh? Why are you asking this? It's only a little over 10 billion, and I'm in charge of managing 250 million of it."

Speaking of this, Jia Xiaoming was somewhat proud.

Cao Kun was speechless. Looking at his expression, he thought Cao Kun himself had 250 million.

He said casually, "Oh, that's about right."

Jia Xiaoming was somewhat stunned: "Almost? What do you mean, almost?"

Cao Kun said, "My investment in the futures market is roughly equivalent to your company's total assets."

"Hahahaha..."

Jia Xiaoming burst into laughter.

"Hey bro, that's not how you brag. Over 10 billion? You can't even count the digits, can you?"

The parents in the meeting room turned around and glanced at the laughter coming from the sofa.

Mr. Jia also smiled at Zheng Weimin and said, "These young people really do have a lot in common."

Grandmother Jia chimed in, "My Xiaoming has been good at socializing since he was little. Everyone at work praises him. His future development is sure to be bright."

"Once your Xiaoxin marries into this family, just wait and see how good life becomes!"

Zheng Weimin: "..."

Hearing laughter coming from the living room, Zheng Kexin came out of the kitchen.

Jia Xiaoming immediately pointed at Cao Kun and said, "Xiao Xin, you'd better stay away from him right now, this guy is a liar!"

Zheng Kexin's face turned cold as she snapped, "If you say another word, get out of here!"

Jia Xiaoming waved his hands repeatedly: "No, Xiaoxin, he just said he has over 10 billion. Listen to that, is that even human language?"

"What does it matter to you if he has over 10 billion?"

"Huh? No, listen carefully, he said he has over 10 billion! Can you believe that?"

Jia Xiaoming panicked; the script wasn't supposed to be written like this.

"I believe you," Zheng Kexin said matter-of-factly.

As she spoke, she leaned against Cao Kun.

"Holy crap..." Jia Xiaoming felt his head buzzing.

He decided to persuade Zheng Kexin one last time.

"Are you crazy? He said he has over 10 billion, not over 100 dollars!"

Zheng Kexin said calmly, "It's only a little over 10 billion, not much. What's the problem?"

Jia Xiaoming was somewhat bewildered.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, since that's how it is, there's nothing more to say. Goodbye!"

With that, he got up, packed his things, and left.

Zheng Kexin called out from behind him, "Then you absolutely have to come to my baby's 100-day celebration!"

Jia Xiaoming stumbled and almost fell.

He went to the reception room and said to Jia's father, "Dad, let's go home."

Seeing his huffy expression, Grandmother Jia asked, "Xiaoming, what's wrong? I saw you chatting happily with Xiaoxin's friend just now."

"That's right, we're all young people, so we can talk things out. Or at least have a meal before we leave."

Zheng Kexin's father, Zheng Weimin, also said.

Jia Xiaoming stammered for a long time but couldn't give a coherent explanation.

You can't exactly say that your daughter is going to have a baby with someone else, can you?

Grandmother Jia pushed him out directly: "Dinner is almost ready, stop being so childish and get out!"

Jia Xiaoming was speechless and could only return to the sofa.

Cao Kun ignored him and chatted and laughed with Zheng Kexin.

Before long, steaming hot food was served, and everyone sat around the table.

Mr. Jia was the first to raise his glass and speak: "We've all gathered here today to celebrate the good news for our two children..."

"Ahem..." Jia Xiaoming coughed quickly, interrupting him.

Father Jia glared at him and continued, "We've watched Xiao Xin grow up since she was little, she's always been so clean and tidy..."

"Dad, that's enough, let's eat!"

Jia Xiaoming interrupted again.

Father Jia frowned: "What's wrong with you, child? I haven't finished speaking yet, why do you keep interrupting?"

Grandmother Jia quickly smoothed things over: "Come, come, let's all raise a glass together. From now on, you and Xiaoxin should get along well."

Zheng Kexin picked up a glass of juice: "Aunt Bai, you should eat more leafy greens."

Grandmother Jia then realized that something was amiss.

She looked at her son: "What exactly happened?"

Jia Xiaoming: "It's nothing. Just give me a red envelope; I'll need it for the baby's one-month celebration."

"A full moon celebration?"

Grandmother Jia looked at Jia Xiaoming, then at Zheng Kexin, and finally at Cao Kun.

She seemed to realize something.

"This...is Xiaoxin's friend?"

Cao Kun nodded and said, "Yes, I am Xiaoxin's boyfriend."

Grandmother Jia was startled. Boyfriend?

She immediately looked at Chen Shufen with some dissatisfaction.

"What a joke! You said your daughter was the original product, that's why we paid so much for the bride price."

"What's the meaning of bringing a boyfriend home these days?"

"Snapped!"

Zheng Kexin slammed her chopsticks on the table and angrily said to her mother, "Mom? Original product? What do you mean?"

Her voice trembled slightly; she hadn't expected her mother to talk about her like that in front of outsiders.