Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

Chapter 77 2, Uncle

"Ho you brat."

Song Siping finally stopped looking at the stocks, and said, "After a long time of trouble, you boy came to ask me to split the family, right?"

"Why do you say it's so ugly, what is splitting up, just buy a house and have your own private space." Song Wenbin said patiently.

"If you want to have your own private space, you can buy it yourself. I bought this house myself." Song Siping said.

Song Wenbin got angry and said: "Can it be the same? Your house was 2000 yuan per square meter at that time, and now it is [-] yuan per square meter. Besides, when you bought the house, didn't you ask your uncle to borrow money? To put it bluntly, you bought it. Now Which young man outside buys a house and his parents don't subsidize it!"

"Alright, alright, alright!"

Song Siping interrupted his son's yelling.

Maybe what Song Wenbin said was also reasonable, maybe the desire for grandson had the upper hand, he asked: "Where do you want to buy a house, how much flat?"

"It's not sure where."

Song Wenbin said: "But I don't want you to pay all the money. You can pay me a down payment."

"How much is the down payment?" Song Siping asked.

"30 million." Song Wenbin said.

Song Siping's face looked better, he took a sip from the teacup with some pretentiousness, spit out the tea and said, "What kind of crappy house can you buy with a down payment of 30?"

Song Wenbin thought to himself, then you give me 30 yuan, what's the use of just pretending to be coercive.

Although he thought so in his heart, he felt uncomfortable when his father let go, so he said, "Anyway, I want a down payment, you can help me with the down payment, and then I can figure out my own way."

Song Siping thought for a while, and said: "It's right to buy a house, you are so old. I'm happy to see you willing to develop in City H, but after all, this is a big deal, and you don't have a job, so I will help you With a down payment, you may not be able to pay back the loan.”

"I"

Song Wenbin hesitated for a long time, but still did not tell his father about his work in the Seal Company. Although the previous filming process in the Caribbean was not as thrilling as Nigeria, but for his parents who seek stability, such a job It has exceeded their acceptable range.

"Well, I'm just discussing with your uncle these days, and he wants to entrust you with a job. If you can successfully get the job, I'll help you pay a down payment, how about it?" Song Siping said .

A trace of displeasure appeared on Song Wenbin's face: "Uncle? What else does he do?"

Song Siping was very happy when he mentioned this, he said: "Let him tell you this in person, he is coming to my house for dinner tonight, you have to behave well this time, you must not let your uncle down again, you know ?”

Song Wenbin's expression froze.

Undoubtedly, the uncle is Song Wenbin's least favorite person in the whole family, not one of them.Uncle Song Weimin was the first college student of the Song family and the first person to leave the countryside. This was a great event in his time. Song Wenbin heard that the whole village set off firecrackers and sent him out of the village.This was probably a shocking scene to Song Siping, so the concept of studying to get ahead in college was deeply rooted in his heart.However, due to the environment and talents at the time, Song Siping did not have the resources to go to college, so he pinned his hopes on Song Wenbin, as can be seen from the name Wenbin.In fact, the name Song Wenbin was also given by uncle Song Weimin.

However, although Song Wenbin was given a name, he didn't have much affection for this nephew. He hadn't seen Song Weimin a few times since he was a child.On the contrary, his son interacted a lot with Song Wenbin.

When Song Wenbin was very young, Song Weimin's son, Song Wenbin's cousin Song Sheng bullied him a lot. The worst one was pushing him from the ridge of the field into a pond full of lime, almost drowning.

However, due to his cousin's excellent academic performance, his family all turned to him, so Song Wenbin was bullied and had to apologize to his uncle's family.

Furthermore, because Song Weimin went to university and became a civil servant, he got a good position in the system and became the absolute core of the family.Say the same in the family.Every New Year, everyone in the family must go to Song Weimin's house.

And this has almost become a large-scale comparison scene, which can be called Song Wenbin's childhood nightmare.

Because Song Wenbin's grades were not good, Song's mother, Li Yue, would beg her elder brother to educate Song Wenbin almost every year during Chinese New Year, as if this would improve Song Wenbin's grades.

Song Weimin did live up to what he was entrusted with, and every time he spoke, he tried his best to be mean and insulting. However, Song Wenbin's grades did not improve, and he was scolded in vain for more than ten years.

If his parents scolded him, he could still talk back, but Song Weimin, an old cadre, scolded him, but he could only endure it. There was nothing he could do. Now that his uncle was coming over again, Song Wenbin was about to commit PTSD.

"I'd better go out." Song Wenbin said, "Talk slowly."

"No." Song Siping said proudly, "Uncle calls to see you."

At night, the Song House is brightly lit.

Song's mother, Li Yue, cooked a table of dishes early, and Song Siping took out Wuliangye from the cabinet.

Song Wenbin stood at the door expressionlessly to show respect.

At seven o'clock in the evening, a black Hyundai arrived late and stopped in front of Song Wenbin's house.

Song Wenbin opened the car door with a professional smile on his face.

"Uncle is here."

Song Weimin came out of modern times with some difficulty. He had a big belly, gray hair, and it was difficult for him to sit or stand.

Years of official business made him have a very stern aura. Even though he has retired, facing his nephew's approach, he just hummed lightly and handed over his cane to Song Wenbin.

Song Siping, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, hurried out of the house with Li Yue, and supported Song Weimin's arm, "Come in quickly, bro, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Wen Bin go and stop my car." Song Weimin handed him the key.

Song Wenbin quickly nodded in agreement.

After parking the car and returning home, the two brothers of the Song family were already sitting at the dinner table and talking: "... This year's situation is not very good, and all businesses are not easy to do, but I will make a definition here, within three years, The epidemic must end."

"It's not easy to do business without the epidemic. Anyway, we listened to you and didn't do catering in the early years. If we didn't listen to you, we would die now, and many restaurants would be drained."

"Yeah brother, come and try my handicrafts. It's okay if you can't go out to eat now. The food outside is no better than at home. The food at home is clean."

"It's still delicious to eat a lot of big fish and meat." Song Weimin sighed. At this time, when he saw Song Wenbin standing aside, he immediately frowned and waved to Song Wenbin: "Come here, Wenbin, I have something to do." ask you."

Mother Li Yue immediately gave Song Wenbin two winks.

Song Wenbin didn't know why his mother was so hard, he walked up to Song Weimin and sat down: "Uncle."

"Are you still doing that live broadcast?" Song Weimin asked.

"That's right." Song Wenbin thought to himself, filming a show is actually similar to doing a live broadcast.

"How many times have I told you Wenbin? We are a decent family, don't get involved in those crooked ways, why don't you just listen." Song Wenbin took the chicken soup in Li Yue's hand and said earnestly.

Song Wenbin sighed, "I didn't do anything crooked, Uncle."

"Listen to what Uncle says!"

Song Siping said loudly in dissatisfaction. He opened the wine bottle and said to Song Wenbin, "Pour wine for Uncle."

Song Wenbin stood up helplessly and took the bottle.

Song Weimin put down the bowl and said: "Look at those live broadcasters, who rely on madness for sex, pretend to be gods and ghosts, and create a smoky environment. They also say that they are not crooked. I will define it here. Within three years, the country will definitely take action. Remediation."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Song Wenbin nodded again and again, and poured the wine in a toot.

"Otherwise, how can you say that you are lucky. You were born in our house."

He held his wine glass and said to Song Siping: "Some time ago, the telecom company came to me, hoping to promote telecom business in City H. As you know, Telecom's market share in City H has not been high, and most of the business is done by China Unicom." and move."

"That's right." Li Yue immediately echoed, "Our broadband is all mobile."

"Well. I told them that it's not impossible to promote telecommunications here. But for the business, we have to let the locals of H City do it. This way, they are familiar with the environment of H City, and the implementation will be less difficult and more beneficial. Development, don't you think so?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Song Siping immediately raised his glass and clinked a glass with his brother.

Song Wenbin sighed slightly in his heart, as expected, after drinking a glass of wine, Song Weimin said to Song Wenbin lightly.

"I have already discussed with the district chief, you will go there tomorrow."

"Where to go?"

Song Wenbin asked stammeringly.

"Idiot, where else can I go!"

Song Siping reprimanded: "Go to the telecommunications company."

Ah? ? ?
Song Wenbin was at a loss.

"Why did I go to the telecom company?"

He said: "I don't know anything about that stuff. I don't know anything about telecommunications except for paying phone bills. Didn't I cause trouble for others when I went there?"

Song Weimin shook his head slightly with an unteachable look on his face.

"You can't learn if you don't understand!" Mother Li Yue twisted Song Wenbin's ear: "If you learn it, you will be able to!"

"no."

Song Wenbin avoided his ears: "I have something to do, you transfer me to Telecom, me."

"What's the matter with you?"

Song Siping said fiercely: "Standing on the street every day like a street stalker, hanging out with your cronies, don't worry about it!"

Song Wenbin's eyes widened.

"If you have no foundation at all, just do it."

Song Weimin sighed and said: "But you have some background after all. Why do you do such shameful things? When people ask you, they are all engineers and civil servants. When they ask you well, you should also think about your parents. Everyone If you want to compete for the upper class, if you really want to be a top anchor, it’s fine, look at you now, how much do you count as a top streamer?”

"Third rate." Song Wenbin said.

"It's still third rate."

Uncle reprimanded severely: "Not in the stream!"

Song Wenbin:
"Well said! Not popular!"

Song Siping raised his glass and toasted, and said sincerely, "I don't like it."

Mother Li Yue said next to Song Wenbin: "Son, you have to seize this opportunity. Telecom is a big state-owned enterprise anyway, so it's better to talk about it. Don't turn around when even a little girl looks down on you. That's too late."

"No."

Song Wenbin felt helpless, and sighed long, "I don't understand telecommunications at all, and I don't know anything about the business inside. If you let me do a professional counterpart job, I'll be better off. This has nothing to do with my major. Irrelevant"

"What profession do you have?"

Song Weimin knocked on the table and said, "If you have studied in university, you can talk about your major. If you haven't studied in university, where did you get your major?"

The parents laughed, not knowing whether it was real or fake.

Song Wenbin was silent.

After laughing, Song Siping said a little uneasy: "He...has never been to college. What should he do if he wants a diploma over there? Isn't it difficult to pass?"

Song Wenbin had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Song Weimin was very dissatisfied with his younger brother's questioning: "Don't worry about it, brother. Although I have retired, I still have influence. I can still do this."

Song Siping was overjoyed, he quickly toasted his brother, and greeted him: "Stinky boy, don't hurry to toast your uncle, I don't know how lucky you are to have such a good deed."

Song Wenbin stood up mechanically, smiled mechanically, spoke mechanically, drank mechanically, and sat down mechanically.

Human beings yearn for power and domination over others, even my uncle, who is nearly an octogenarian, still yearns for it.They crave it so habitually that they feel nothing wrong with dominating others, and even take it for granted.But Song Wenbin was not interested in this, he only hoped that these people would not bother him.

Three rounds of wine.

Uncle drank a little too much.

The atmosphere at the table gradually became warmer.

However, these heated topics can never be diverted from Song Wenbin, just like jumping high on the earth, no matter how high you jump, you have to return to the ground.No matter how far the topic of parents and uncle drifts, it will eventually return to Song Wenbin.

"... You said you are a good-looking boy. If you could listen to me and study hard in those years, why are you still squatting at home every day at the age of 25? Look at you now, how can you be so young?" The girl is willing to follow you."

"Yes, you should really learn from your brother."

Mother Li Yue said: "Look at your brother, now in the United States, he earns hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands a month."

"Oh! I made more than 100 million yuan last month, and I paid 10,000+ just to his mother." Song Weimin corrected.

"Be good." Li Yue looked envious.

Song Wenbin remained motionless, like a clay puppet who could only smile and drink.

"It was okay to do live broadcasting a few years ago, when the economy was good. Look at who they are now. Let me make a definition. This industry is not a good person from the inside out. They are all social idlers, thanks to the better conditions now, this kind of people would be rascals and hooligans when we were young."

"That's not it."

"In the past, there was a young man in the municipal unit who went to the toilet to watch the live broadcast every day after work. He was fired after only a few days of work. All the people were abolished."

"Really?" Li Yue exclaimed in a low voice.

"Yes, this thing is like electronic drugs. The more you watch it, the more addictive you become. Song Wenbin, I will give you a definition today. Those who watch the live broadcast are not good people. Especially your audience, to put it nicely, they are called fans. , to put it bluntly, they are extremely boring people who spend all day away from work and encourage you to do those weird things."

"My fans are not that bad"

Song Wenbin, who had been smiling and drinking, said in a trembling voice that he felt a huge pressure on his chest.When he had no living expenses, those unknown strangers supported him, and he couldn't stand his uncle criticizing his work like this.

"Just listen!"

Song Siping criticized severely, which was completely opposite to his brother Song Weimin's attitude.

He poured another glass of wine for Song Weimin: "Drink, drink, this kid doesn't know anything. Just go to the telecommunications company for a few more years."

"People have to grind." Song Weimin sighed: "It's the two of you. At that time, you were unwilling to beat and scold, and in the end you spoiled your son. In the end, it didn't hurt him."

"Hey..." Li Yue sighed silently, wiping away tears helplessly.

"Things of a kind gather together and people are divided into groups. People are still animals in a circle. It is also a good thing to let him leave that circle early. I will make a definition..."

boom.
Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The glass shattered.

Blood stained the palms.

There was a sudden silence at the dining table.

(End of this chapter)