70: Chapter 70 Going to Uncle’s House_1 70: Chapter 70 Going to Uncle’s House_1 Qin Haiyang: (rolls eyes) What are you all thinking?
If I were kept by soone, do you think I’d still need to be an extra?
This car isn’t mine, it’s Shen Dong’s.
Classmate E: What, it’s Shen Dong’s!
Classmate F: Oh my God, Shen Dong actually drives a Bentley King worth tens of millions!
Classmate G: Didn’t he just graduate from college?
How did he get rich enough to drive a Bentley King worth tens of millions?
Classmate H: Could it be that Shen Dong is the one being kept?
Qin Haiyang, are you here to spill the beans?
Classmate I: Damn, this news is so explosive.
Thinking about the once campus heartthrob being kept, I get a bittersweet feeling.
Qin Haiyang: (rolls eyes) What’s with your thinking?
Shen Dong made his money by starting his own company, and that’s how he bought the Bentley King.
Not just that, he’s also married now, and his wife is incredibly beautiful, even more so than many popular female stars.
Classmate A: Damn, that’s amazing!
Classmate B: Starts a company, makes money, buys a luxury car worth millions, and marries a wife prettier than female stars; he’s truly winning at life.
Classmate C: A luxury car and a beautiful wife, I’m so envious!
Classmate D: Among our classmates, Shen Dong is the most successful, right?
Classmate E: Definitely, driving a Bentley King worth tens of millions, who else among our classmates has that kind of clout?
Classmate F: @Shen Dong, show yourself.
Classmate G: @Shen Dong, what kind of company do you run?
Are you hiring?
Qin Haiyang: I’ve gone ho for Mid-Autumn Festival.
Those who have returned or who are in the county and haven’t gone to work elsewhere, I’m treating everyone tomorrow night.
Let’s get together.
If you’re coming, make a peep.
Classmate H: I have to work overti during Mid-Autumn, damn capitalists, relentlessly exploiting us poor folks, not even letting us rest on Mid-Autumn Festival.
Classmate J: I didn’t go back.
I’ll go back for the New Year, and we can et up then.
Classmate K: I’ll go, it’s been a long ti since the classmates gathered.
Just give a ti and place, and I’ll be there.
…
Looking at these ssages, Shen Dong didn’t chi in.
After several years of absence, he lost contact with many classmates, and aside from the very few he was close to, his connection with many of them had beco very weak.
Now, he didn’t even know what to say.
Just then, Qin Zhang’s phone rang.
After hanging up, Qin Zhang said with a wry smile, “Son, even your uncle has heard about you driving a luxury car.
He’s asked us to have lunch at their place tomorrow noon.”
“Sure, I haven’t seen uncle in a long ti,” Shen Dong had no objections.
…
The next day.
Shen Dong had just woken up when he heard the system beep in his mind.
[Ding!
A piece of future information has been awarded to the host: Director Wu Jin’s “The Battle Tiger” will have a total investnt of thirty million, and after its release, the box office will reach five hundred million.
“The Battle Tiger 2” will even hit a whopping fifty billion.]
“The Battle Tiger”?
Wasn’t this the military action movie that Qin Haiyang ntioned Wu Jin was currently filming?
It seed the system was hinting that this movie was worth investing in.
An investnt of thirty million with a box office of five hundred million was definitely worth the investnt.
With several tens of millions still available, investing in “The Battle Tiger” wouldn’t be an issue.
After deciding, Shen Dong planned to ask Qin Haiyang for Wu Jin’s number and have a talk with Wu Jin after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
At this mont, Chen Yuyan woke up.
Checking the ti, the two got up to wash and dress.
Nine o’clock.
The whole family set off to visit the uncle.
Before leaving, Shen Dong received a call from Qin Haiyang about the gathering in the evening.
Several classmates had already agreed to attend, and he asked if Shen Dong would co.
Shen Dong didn’t want to go, but considering he needed Qin Haiyang to connect him for the investnt in “The Battle Tiger” and also to learn more about Wu Jin and “The Battle Tiger” through him, he agreed to it.
Upon hearing Shen Dong agree to join, Qin Haiyang was very happy.
Nine-thirty.
The family arrived at their uncle’s house.
Uncle Zhang Bo and Aunt Tao Hui warmly welcod everyone inside.
Aunt Tao Hui brewed tea for everyone and also brought over a fruit plate.
Uncle Zhang Bo took out a large red envelope for Chen Yuyan.
“Thank you, Uncle,” Yuyan said, accepting the red envelope with poise, knowing it was customary.
“Yuyan is so pretty, even prettier than the actresses on TV,” Aunt Tao Hui complinted.
“Thank you, Auntie,” Yuyan replied with a sweet smile.
“Auntie, is Lele not at ho?” Shen Dong asked.
Zhang Lele was his cousin, just a year younger than him.
His cousin was quite a handful for her parents.
From elentary school to high school, her academic performance was diocre at best.
When it ca to university entrance exams, she only managed to get into a junior college.
Truth be told, junior college wasn’t as bad as people made it out to be; if one worked hard and excelled in their field, it was quite respectable.
However, the girl’s grades were still a complete ss.
After graduation, she didn’t look for a job but declared she was going to stay at ho and write novels.
This decision really infuriated her uncle and aunt.
What future was there in writing novels?
If she couldn’t even manage her studies, how could she write novels?
Wasn’t this just fooling around?
But no matter the scolding or the punishnt, the stubborn girl refused to look for a job, insisting on writing novels.
Uncle and Aunt were truly at a loss with her, and they had even asked Shen Dong to give her advice.
But Shen Dong’s attempts were futile too; the girl was set on writing novels.
With no alternative, the uncle and aunt had to let her do as she pleased, hoping she would realize the need to find a job after hitting a wall.
Shen Dong had read his cousin’s novels, and frankly, they weren’t that great.
Making a living from writing novels seed unreliable.
This ti, he had also intended to give his cousin so advice.
Logically, even if she was at ho writing novels, she should have co out to greet them upon hearing the commotion.
Her absence most likely ant she wasn’t ho.
“She’s not at ho,” Aunt Tao Hui said, her tone conveying her frustration when speaking of her daughter, “You know her.
She previously talked about writing novels but after two months with no earnings, she said she wasn’t going to write anymore.”
Shen Dong asked, “Then what is she doing now?”
He had a good relationship with his cousin and couldn’t let her continue in this reckless way.
“Now, she’s talking about making short videos with so high school classmates and posting them on Doule, hoping to beco famous and an internet celebrity.
She’s engrossed in these fantasies every day—it’s enough to drive your uncle and mad!” Aunt Tao Hui beca progressively angrier as she spoke.
Shen Dong raised an eyebrow.
Having started his own company in live streaming and short video creation, he hadn’t expected that his cousin was involved in the sa field.
It was possible he could bring his cousin into his company—doing so would ease his uncle and aunt’s worries.
With this thought, Shen Dong asked, “Auntie, how is Lele doing with her work?”
“How else could she be doing,” sighed Aunt Tao Hui, clearly tired, “She’s been at it for so long and her Doule account only has a few hundred followers, yet she’s as enthusiastic as if she’s running a big enterprise.
It’s maddening.”
Uncle Zhang Bo added, “Xiaodong, now that you’re successful in your business, you must talk to her when she gets back.”
“Alright, I’ll talk to her again,” Shen Dong nodded in agreent.
Click.
Just then, the door opened.
Everyone turned towards the entrance to see a figure walking in—it was Shen Dong’s cousin, Zhang Lele.
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