Grandpa Song Zihao was speechless, but Su Xing did not give up and continued: "Song Zihao is your grandson, a second generation relative. In your eyes, your grandson is very powerful in everything he does and is very promising, even if he poops

Everything looks good in your eyes, but whether he has the ability or not doesn't depend on what you think he has."

"If you really put aside his background and compare me, he is a piece of shit. When I was a senior in high school, I was worth over 100 million, and now I am worth more than 1 billion. The QQ I founded is worth a lot of money. In addition, I also opened a

There is a restaurant, a construction company, and a milk tea shop. What does Song Zihao have? He has no shit.

Yes, I made hundreds of thousands of dollars in a small way and bought a car. I wanted to brag in front of Tong Wangjun, but I got slapped in the face. He definitely didn’t tell you this kind of thing. I just drove here today.

The BMW 7 Series, which costs more than 1 million yuan, is still parked outside. If you don’t believe it, you can go and take a look.”

"It's not just cars, it also includes real estate. I have at least five properties in Beijing, one of which is a courtyard house. It cost more than 1 million to renovate. In addition, I also have real estate, villas, high-rise residences, etc. in other places. You

What does a grandson have? Besides other aspects, I have won

There are countless awards for outstanding youth in the city. A reporter from the provincial station contacted me and wanted to interview me. I did not agree because I felt that making money is not necessary to show off. Making money is to make myself and my relatives and friends around me live well, and to serve them.

Provide material conditions instead of trying to save face."

After Su Xing finished speaking in one breath, the entire private room fell silent, and everyone was shocked.

I thought I had some understanding of Su Xing, but after Su Xing finished talking about this, I found that my previous understanding was not deep enough.

At this moment, everyone seemed to notice that the young man standing in front of them was only a freshman in college, but with such a high net worth, he was not only handsome and strong, but also had an astonishing amount of wealth. He was richer than most people.

Their wealth must be so high that people dare not look directly at it.

Thinking more deeply, Su Xing came out of the countryside as a farmer with no background, no resources, and no connections. It took him step by step and accumulation bit by bit to reach where he is today in three or four years.

Just thinking about how difficult it is is daunting.

Su Xing's image is a bit taller, which is impressive.

Su Xing looked at Song Zihao: "Tell me yourself, apart from your life experience, what else can you compare with me? How can you compare with me?"

"I..." Song Zihao opened his mouth to speak, but could only remain silent, unable to say anything.

As Su Xing said, nothing can compare to Su Xing. His ability to make money is incomparable, and even more than the awards he has won. His learning ability is also inferior to Su Xing's. Not only did Su Xing win the second place in the province's liberal arts

, close to Peking University, and also gave a speech, which was praised by department leaders and school leaders, and the content of his speech was published in newspapers.

"My dear grandson, don't be intimidated by his words. Nothing else can compare, so what about life experience?" Grandpa Song Zihao held Song Zihao down, "The bracelet I gave you is the ancestral bracelet of my Song family. It is very rich. That's it.

He can't compare to him at all. No matter how much money you have, it doesn't matter. If you don't have roots, you won't be able to take root, and you will eventually drift away."

"You are so stubborn now, is it possible that your Song family is the Song family? I really don't believe it." Su Xing opened the box in front of Huang Sanfu, revealing the mahogany reclining Buddha inside. "Grandpa, look at this mahogany reclining Buddha.

What is the quality of Buddha?"

Huang Sanfu picked up the reclining Buddha and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. The more he looked at it more carefully, it took a while before he raised his head and asked Su Xing: "Where did you get this thing?"

"A friend of mine gave it to me." Su Xing told the truth, not hiding anything. "He likes to make these things. It's your 80th birthday, and I know that you also like these things, so I took one from him."

"This is an old antique. It's worth a lot of money. I can't take it." Huang Sanfu touched the reclining Buddha. "This is an old antique from the Tang Dynasty. It's worth a lot of money. It can't even be measured by value. It can be called a national treasure."

"Is it such an exaggeration?" Grandpa Song Zihao didn't believe it. "If it really reaches the level of a national treasure, he wouldn't be able to get it even as a kid."

"This is not necessarily true. There are many antiques of this level in the hands of private collectors." Huang Sanfu said.

"Compared with the bracelet I gave you, which one is more precious?" Grandpa Song Zihao insisted on finding out.

"It can't be compared." Huang Sanfu shook his head, "This bracelet of yours can only be regarded as top-grade jade. It is perfect and has no flaws, but the reclining Buddha I am holding in my hand has historical heritage and cultural connotation. In simple words,

The bracelet can be copied, but this reclining Buddha cannot be copied, there is only one."

Huang Sanfu spoke very clearly, and even though Grandpa Song Zihao didn't understand it, he understood it. He didn't have that much fun eating and drinking later, his whole face was livid, and he was even more angry when he saw Tong Wangjun and Su Xing picking up food from each other.

But there is no way, now it is not like before, it is not about the orders of parents, the words of matchmakers, and free love. Tong Wangjun despises his grandson, and Song Zihao is indeed not as good as Su Xing in all aspects, and he can't even use the capital to show off.

The treasured bracelet that was passed down from the family was also destroyed by Su Xing, and it was useless for Grandpa Song Zihao to mess around with it.

This old man probably also had a temper that refused to admit defeat. His grandson was beaten in every aspect and had nothing to say, but his temper was still there and he could only sulk to himself.

Before the meal was finished, Song Zihao's grandfather and grandson left first.

The air in the private room became much brighter.

"Grandpa, do you agree that Su Xing and I are together?" Tong Wangjun asked Huang Sanfu.

"Can I disagree?" Huang Sanfu said with a smile, "You two are almost tired of being together. You put the meat in his bowl and I didn't taste it at all. If I disagree again, I won't get a piece of meat in the future.

Gotta taste it.”

"He likes to eat meat." Tong Wangjun picked up a piece of meat and said, "Grandpa, you also want to try a piece of meat."

"Don't fool me, you are just like your mother." Huang Sanfu said, "You will never look back when you are sure of the truth. When your mother fell in love with your father, I didn't approve of it. She did the same thing and almost left the house sleeping.

Move the bed over and give it away. I know you are doing this to show me and Song Zihao that he can eat meat, but he can't eat a big bowl. Isn't it greasy with such fat meat? "

Huang Sanfu had long understood that Tong Wangjun kept picking up food for Su Xing, which was a disguised expression of his feelings and putting pressure on him.

"Thank you, Grandpa, you won't regret it, your awakening is amazing." Tong Wangjun said.
Chapter completed!