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Chapter 54 The Power of Fangben

There was a series of questions, and Song Xuelu didn't know which one to answer first. The draft she had thought of before was useless.

Zhang Ping saw that her daughter was very obedient and had many years' worth of goods in the house.

Two boxes of nuts and candies, one box of Maotai liquor, one box of medicinal wine, two bags of apples, two boxes of sausages, Yonex brand badminton set, open the bag and take a look, take two pictures, the string has been strung, ultra-light speed type, frame

It's carbon fiber and has anti-slip hand glue.

Zhang Ping likes to play badminton with her colleagues. She knows this brand of badminton racket very well. She weighed it in her hand. The racket is very light and she fell in love with it as soon as she touched it. She knew that the racket was expensive, so she looked at other new year products.

"Xuelu, whose does this belong to?"

Song Xuelu knew that she could only hide it from her shrewd mother: "Mu Yang gave it to me."

"Gifted by Mu Yang?

Why do people give such expensive things? Don’t fool your mother. I still have good eyesight. I still know the approximate price of a bottle of Moutai. A box of six bottles of wine has a total value of at least 5,000 yuan!

This wine is totally for that drunkard of yours!

And this racket, you don’t play badminton that much, so you probably bought it for me, but it actually touched my heart!

I said Xue Lu, why do I feel like this is a bride price coming to my door, I will soon be the mother-in-law, eh?"

Zhang Ping didn't look good. Her daughter had hidden many things from her and didn't even tell her. She was a little angry, but she calmed down and asked.

Song Xuelu laughed brightly: "Mom, are you overthinking it? I want to thank my mother-in-law. He bought a lot of new year's goods, so just give some to me."

Zhang Ping rolled her eyes at her daughter and said coldly: "Haha, you think your mother is stupid. The way I looked at you two just now was wrong. Isn't it just that you are in love? You started to get wild when you went to college. Dare you do anything like that?"

What I dare not admit."

Song Xuelu's eyes lit up: "Hehe, mom is still smart, you can tell at a glance!"

Zhang Ping couldn't stand her daughter's act of coquettishness, and her face was still stern: "How long have we been talking about?"

"Two or three months."

"You didn't give it to anyone, did you?"

Song Xuelu's eyes were confused: "What do you want to give me?"

Zhang Ping was relieved when she heard her daughter's answer and looked at her expression. It didn't look like her, but she still told her: "I don't care how long you have been talking, how good it is, and who you talk to. Don't let her talk before you get married."

Where a man touches you."

Song Xuelu finally understood what her mother just said, and she coquettishly said, "Oh, Mom, you know, I can be so casual."

"It's good to know. When your father comes back, you can explain yourself."

Zhang Ping just finished speaking, knowing that her daughter is no longer with her, and it is difficult to stop her from falling in love when she grows up. She thought that this was how she ended up in college.

"Explain what?"

As soon as Zhang Ping finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a suit walked into the room. It was Song Jian and asked curiously.

I was very happy to see my daughter return home, but my eyes lit up when I saw the New Year's goods on the ground.

Hey, there is actually a box of Maotai wine and a box of medicinal wine!

surprise!

"Honey, did you buy this wine?"

"How can I afford such expensive wine? Ask your daughter."

Song Jian saw that his wife didn't look good, and turned to his daughter. As if he remembered something, he slapped the wine box: "Tell me, where did you get the money to buy the wine?"

Song Xuelu and Zhang Ping were suddenly frightened. Why did her father get so angry?

Zhang Ping looked at her frightened daughter, and then at her husband's face. She knew that he was thinking wrongly, and frowned: "What are you thinking about? Mu Yang gave it to me. You should have seen that boy before. Your daughter is in love with someone else."

Already."

Falling in love?

Song Jian took a breath, it seemed that he had thought wrongly.

It's okay if it's not that. He turned to his daughter and asked softly: "Muyang? It seems that you are also studying in college in Jiangnan Province. How can you give such expensive things? It is not good to use parents' money to give gifts."

Song Xuelu explained: "The money Mu Yang earns is not from his parents."

Zhang Ping thought thoughtfully: "I see that Muyang also drives a Mercedes-Benz. He is a big guy and the car seems to be of high quality. The Jiangnan Province license plate does not look like it is a rental. If it is a rental, you can't rent a new car."

Song Jian thought: "Mercedes-Benz? Big guy? How can a freshman earn so much money?"

Song Xuelu had no choice but to explain: "Mu Yang bought the new car for 1.82 million. He invested several million himself to open a machinery company. He also bought a house in the provincial capital for 4 million.

He earned all this money from selling game software, which is estimated to be more than 10 million."

Zhang Ping and his wife became more and more shocked as they listened and didn't quite believe it.

Zhang Ping retorted: "Daughter, you can earn as much as Mu Yang said. Don't let him deceive you."

Song Xuelu returned to the house and found a red book and the house ownership certificate from the suitcase. When they came back, Mu Yang and her knew that this kind of thing would happen. It was difficult to explain it to their parents. Mu Yang was smarter.

, took the real estate certificate back and handed it to her. He said that everything would be easier to explain only by sending the real estate certificate.

She simply handed the notebook to her mother, who was still checking out the new year's goods.

My parents took it and opened it curiously.

"Right holder, Mu Yang, Song Xuelu; purpose, residential; construction area, 185 square meters..."

“When Mu Yang made money, I knew how he made it, and it was legal and compliant.

Mu Yang and I looked at the house together and then went to register together;

I witnessed Mu Yang's establishment of the company from the beginning to its success, and I also helped. I worked part-time on weekends and got a salary, so I don't have to pay for living expenses next semester." Song Xuelu stood beside her parents and explained proudly,

Who else can be better than Mu Yang.

The parents looked at the real estate certificate and couldn't calm down for a long time. The four million house in that city in Jiangnan Province seemed to be real, and it even had their daughter's name written on it.

Do you agree with their relationship, or do you object?

But Song Jian still objects to his daughter falling in love during her freshman year:

"Let's not talk about the house. It's not good for you to fall in love so early. What if we break up after graduation?"

Song Xuelu revealed his fault: "Dad, you went to my mother's school when you were a sophomore to catch up with me. There were many breakups after graduation, but there were also many marriages in the end. Moreover, most of the breakups were because the work was not in the same place."

Song Jian was embarrassed: "Why are you talking about me? We were both sophomores at that time, and you are only a freshman now."

Song Xuelu: "Dad, you are setting double standards. Anyway, I will follow Ding Muyang."

Zhang Ping was speechless: "Are you ashamed? I'm only in my freshman year, and we're still far away from getting married. Anyway, remember everything I told you."

"I got it, Mom." Song Xuelu was secretly happy when she heard her mother say this, indicating that she had no objection to their relationship.

"Let Mu Yang come another day." Song Jian pondered for a moment, but still wanted to hit Mu Yang because he was really afraid that his daughter would be deceived.

"Well, you are not allowed to scare Mu Yang anyway." Song Xuelu took back the room book and went back to the second floor to tidy up the room.

Watching her daughter leave, Zhang Ping touched Song Jian who was inspecting the Maotai liquor: "Are you so relieved about your daughter? Just accept the things like this?"

"If it's as my daughter said, her talent is really great. She has a garage and a garage, and it's very good. You don't have to worry about her not getting a good marriage and suffering." Song Jian checked and found that the things were genuine.

The boy got interested and said, "It's not good to send things back. It's a slap in the face."

Zhang Ping still had some objections: "Old Song, our daughter is better, she goes to a famous university. I think she will take the postgraduate entrance examination and study for a Ph.D. in the future."

Song Jian said: "As long as she has a decent academic qualification, you used to be afraid that she would marry far away when she grew up, marrying into a family that would not be able to endure hardship, and marrying a rich person for fear of losing her family status.

Actually, we only have one daughter, so as long as she is close to home, she can live happily."

Zhang Ping didn't know what to say. If Mu Yang's family's financial situation was not good, she would definitely disagree. She had already suffered enough from following Song Jian, and she didn't want her daughter to suffer again.

Ever since my daughter was born, I have been worried about this and that. When she grew up, I started to worry about her getting married. I often told my daughter on the phone not to date boys easily, for fear that she would be deceived.

But now Mu Yang has started from scratch and has a fortune of tens of millions. She can buy more than a dozen houses in Greentown, or two or three single-family villas, which is indeed beyond her imagination.

People have also seen him, he is tall, handsome, and worthy of his daughter.

The only thing I am picky about is that Mu Yang's university is not as good as my daughter's.

Hey, forget it, never mind, just take it one step at a time.
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