Chapter 65

Yu Xing's bottom line for this family wealth management storm was not to affect his aging Grandma and Grandpa.

Secondly, he hoped that these relatives who had watched him grow up would remain harmonious.

And this night...

It was considered harmonious; at the very least, it was a performance above the bottom line.

Yu Xing didn't want to see Grandpa hospitalized again.

The battle line was temporarily unified, but everyone's mood remained heavy.

Even though Yu Guosheng and Chu Qiying knew the value of their son's company, they couldn't help but feel sad. No one wanted to see their brothers and sisters suffer; everyone hoped that everyone could be well.

At 11:00 PM, after communicating one by one, the relatives had all left. Yu Xing sat on the sofa watching TV, his mind already thinking more about things after returning.

At this time, Yu Guosheng sat quietly beside him.

"Dad, what's up?" Yu Xing changed to an international news channel.

Yu Guosheng asked with a face full of expectation: "Son, tell me, is there no time for that Yu Xuhui to return? Can the Economic Investigation Department recover part of the losses?"

"If it were me, I definitely wouldn't return." Yu Xing shook his head slightly, "What would I return for? Wanting to recover it is very unlikely."

Yu Guosheng watched the news quietly for a while, then said: "Son, if not a single cent can be recovered, I think your Aunt will go crazy again."

"If it were me, I'd go crazy too. Money is heart's blood, and a house is even more heart's blood." Yu Xing could understand, "Dad, you and Mom just comfort her more. I'll strive to blow up the company's valuation early. Sigh, actually, it's just a matter of money. Most things in this world can be solved with money."

Yu Guosheng sighed; it was indeed so, most things could be solved with money, but there was just no money.

He finally asked: "Can this company's valuation... be blown up? How to blow it up?"

Yu Xing thought for a few seconds: "Dad, after all, my experience is limited. All I can think of is stepping on others to blow it up. You are a civil servant; tell me, what other insights do you have?"

"If I had insights, could I go to the Agricultural Machinery Bureau?" Yu Guosheng looked at his son, "Xingxing, I have one requirement: don't break the law."

Yu Xing couldn't help but laugh: "Dad, your requirements for me are too low. I have requirements for myself in terms of moral quality. Not only will I not break the law, but I will also stand on the moral high ground."

He added: "Tomorrow I'll go see Grandpa and Grandma, and I'll be back the day after tomorrow. Are you short of pocket money?"

Yu Guosheng sneered: "Good, good, good, you really are President Yu now, talking to your old man so arrogantly."

Yu Xing nodded.

Yu Guosheng changed the subject: "But if you want to give me some, that's fine too."

Yu Xing still nodded: "I have it in my bag, in the inner layer. Count it yourself."

Yu Guosheng: "..."

He squatted by the sofa, opened his son's backpack, and felt that counting money in such a posture felt like receiving charity.

Thus, Yu Guosheng carried the bag, stood up to count, and felt much better.

He counted 10 bills and showed them to his son: "Xingxing, I'll take these; consider it your filial piety."

Yu Xing didn't even look, just gave an "um."

Yu Guosheng didn't know why, but there was a trace of awkwardness in his heart, and he boldly took 5 more: "I raised you small, you raise me... medium."

"No problem, Dad, keep the money well." Yu Xing urged, "Don't let Mom see it. After all, this period is special, and she doesn't feel good either."

Yu Guosheng silently put the money away.

Seeing this, Yu Xing shouted loudly: "Mom, Mom, come here!"

After a while, Chu Qiying, who was using lesson planning to soothe her mood in the bedroom, came out: "What is it?"

Yu Xing instructed: "Dad, give the bag to Mom."

Yu Guosheng, not knowing why, picked up the bag and handed it to his wife.

"Dad, I have an inner layer in my bag. Unzip it and give the money inside to Mom." Yu Xing said again, "This money is my normal salary for these three months. It's handed over. Mom, take it. If you want to buy clothes, buy clothes. If you want to buy things for Grandpa and Grandma, buy things."

Yu Guosheng looked at his son, his eyes saying it all: The rest is all for your Mom! Why didn't you say so earlier!?

He repeated the action of unzipping, took out the remaining stack of money inside, and slowly handed it to his wife, feeling a tiny bit of regret in his heart.

If he had known... he should have counted more just now. Anyway, it was his son's filial piety.

Chu Qiying sighed, took the money, and didn't stand on ceremony, just saying: "This is the first time my son has given me money. No matter how much it is, I'll take it."

Yu Guosheng felt his wife said it very well; no matter how much, one can take it...

Chu Qiying looked at her son and urged: "Xingxing, I have only one requirement for you: never take risks to earn money!"

Yu Xing immediately stated his position: "Mom, rest assured, the money I earn now might be making others take risks."

Chu Qiying felt she should be able to rest assured.

That night, the couple still didn't sleep soundly, but Yu Xing slept exceptionally well. He knew better than anyone that the current situation was already quite good.

The next morning, Chu Qiying went to work as usual, and Yu Guosheng took a half-day leave to take the relatives to register the losses. It was only after this registration that everyone's investment scale was thoroughly understood. The figure of 4.97 million made everyone's heart sink.

Yu Xing carried his things to see Grandma and Grandpa.

Grandma was a local from Haiyan, and Grandpa was from Datong, Shanxi. Therefore, his way of addressing them had been requested by the two since childhood, changing back and forth until it merged into one: Grandma/Grandpa, Granny/Grandpa.

Seeing them in the morning, Little Aunt indeed hadn't leaked the matter to them. The two elders happily accepted their grandson's nutritional supplements and pocket money.

In the afternoon, Yu Xing met his cousin Chu Zhiguang and talked about going to Shanghai.

"Xiaoguang, how many years of driving experience do you have?" He didn't have a suitable position to arrange for his cousin for the time being, so he still asked according to his chat with his uncle.

Chu Zhiguang laughed: "I'm about to pass the written test." Yu Xing was stunned; he hadn't even passed the written test?

He immediately chased a few steps to catch up with his uncle who was buying braised food: "Uncle, Xiaoguang hasn't even passed the written test. What kind of car is he going to drive!"

Chu Jinxiang pointed at the braised beef on the stall and turned to look at his nephew: "Didn't you also not buy your Mercedes-Benz yet?"

Yu Xing: "..."

Chu Jinxiang continued: "Study. Now I'm forcing him to get his driver's license."

"That's fine, it really is..." Yu Xing could only say, "Okay, we really are quite a match."

Chu Jinxiang pointed at his son who had followed and, in front of his nephew, instructed: "Xiaoguang, from now on, follow your brother. If he says east, you go east; if he says west, you go west!"

Chu Zhiguang gave a crooked salute.

Yu Xing gave his first requirement: "Good, Xiaoguang, pass the written test as soon as possible!"

Chu Zhiguang gave an "uh": "Brother, I'll try my best."

Watching his cousin's appearance, Yu Xing figured he wouldn't see him for the next few months, but on second thought, the company's situation hadn't been finalized yet, so this was actually okay. He couldn't call him over to drive a Tailin for him.

The dinner that night was with his uncle and cousin, but the content of the chat was the grape growing that Chu Zhiguang found particularly annoying.

"Xingxing, if only Xiaoguang liked growing grapes like you." Chu Jinxiang was quite regretful.

Yu Xing had to say seriously: "Uncle, I particularly hate growing this, but this new Japanese variety can make money. I'll find someone to help you introduce it in the next few months. Try growing it and see."

Chu Jinxiang slapped his thigh: "Okay! Let's try it!"

Yu Xing clinked glasses with his uncle, thinking in his heart that if it could be grown, he would find media and platforms to promote the new grape variety well later.

The wealth management storm was temporarily stabilized, relatives and family had all been seen, and there was even a consensus on the grape growing matter.

Following his plan, Yu Xing intended to take a bus back to Jin Ling to wait for the Internet Conference on the 23rd. He had already received confirmation from Song Yufeng—there was a 70-80% chance he could take the stage.

No way, he was just a small fry. If the big shots' speeches took too long, his stage time might be directly canceled.

Therefore, Yu Xing needed to arrive in Jin Ling ahead of schedule. If he could manage to get some exposure, or communicate with the high-level executives of the three potential buyers, he could achieve part of his predetermined goals.

From the company's status and the preparation of the next project to the family storm, various factors increasingly urged Yu Xing's determination to sell the company. He must sell the Love Network during this conference or within the month.

September 17th, 7:00 AM, Yu Guosheng and Chu Qiying sent Yu Xing out the door.

"I'll just take the bus myself. It's not the first time going to Jin Ling; I've been taking the bus for years." Yu Xing didn't let his parents send him off.

Chu Qiying looked at her son who had lost weight, thinking of the pressure he had endured over the past three months, and then thinking of the pressure he would face next, her heart felt sour: "Come back if you miss home, call if you miss me, miss..."

Yu Guosheng interjected: "Call me if you miss me and send me money."

Chu Qiying patted her husband.

Yu Xing laughed: "Okay, this time I'll strive to let you see me on the news."

Yu Guosheng suggested: "Just don't end up on the legal channel."

Yu Xing smiled at his mother: "I gave Dad two packs of cigarettes; tell him not to smoke too fiercely."

Yu Guosheng:???

His peripheral vision saw his wife's unkind gaze.

The atmosphere of parting suddenly wasn't so sad anymore.

"I'm off. Go to work when you should, call me if you're short of money." Yu Xing waved, carrying his bag just like he had for the past few years going to Jin Ling, and went down the stairs.

Chu Qiying listened to her son's footsteps gradually fading away and said somewhat distractedly: "I used to be the one saying this to him, 'call me if you're short of money.' You say, Xingxing he..."

Yu Guosheng also said very seriously at this time: "I only wish the child were foolish and dull, without disaster or difficulty, a hundred-know-all."

He had learned about his son's vision for the next project and the website name through chatting.

Chu Qiying shook her head, entered the house, and faintly spat out two words: "Hand over the cigarettes."

Yu Guosheng:...

This child doing things, where is there smooth sailing? If there are some small setbacks, it's not necessarily a bad thing, and it can be accepted, right, President Yu...

I only wish the child were foolish and dull, with small disasters and small difficulties, a hundred-know-all!

Taking a bus from Haiyan to Jin Ling, the bus swayed and swayed until noon before arriving.

Yu Xing swayed for more than four hours and was completely swayed into hunger.

But as soon as he got off the bus, he saw a quite conspicuous promotional slogan.

——The 7th China Internet Conference welcomes you!

——Integration promotes development, penetration creates value!

The Internet Conference was held in a city other than the capital for the first time. Jin Ling obviously attached great importance to this and had long since printed the conference and this year's theme for promotion.

Yu Xing stood under the promotional board, looking at the companies and guests printed on it, thinking that he might be able to get close this time, his mood fluctuating slightly.

"Young man, can you help me take a picture?"

Outside the station, a middle-aged man who looked like a tourist smiled and asked for help.

Yu Xing didn't begrudge this small favor. After helping him take the picture, he also took out his own phone and let the man take a picture of him standing under the promotional board.

Afterwards, he sent the photo to his parents via MMS, which counted as reporting safety.

Soon, Yu Guosheng replied with a message: President Yu, are you really going to participate? How do you feel now?

Yu Xing replied: A real man should be like this.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 66 =====