Chapter 758: The Wealthy Director Jiang

As the saying goes, old ginger is still spicy.

Mr. Jiang hit the nail on the head, and Jiang Beiyu was speechless as he performed online.

"You know, I just got married." Jiang Beiyu said with a chill.

Jiang Jinshen, as an old father, snorted coldly: "Don't make it sound like such a big deal. Who hasn't been in love before?"

As he said this, he glanced at his wife at the stairs, and then looked at his son with eyes that were full of naked mockery.

Jiang Beiyu: “?”

The word "daddy" is simply speechless.

As someone who has been through this, Jiang Jinshen was very brazen: "Jiang Beiyu, how old are you? You can't even keep your girlfriend in a long-distance relationship. That means you are incompetent, or the relationship between the two of you is not deep enough. If you want to break up, you will break up sooner or later. If you don't want to break up, it won't happen just because of this year."

After hearing this, Jiang Beiyu fell into deep thought for a moment.

Jiang Jinshen: "What have you been thinking about for so long?"

Jiang Beiyu glanced at him dimly, then said, "I was thinking, when I get to your age, I'll be talking nonsense too."

Jiang Jinshen: "..."

As an old father, Jiang Jinshen wanted to show that he still cared about his son, so he said, "Although it's a bit far, Dad has already paid your bodyguard extra money to go with you to protect you."

Jiang Beiyu paused, "Which bodyguard?"

"Who else? Isn't it that centenarian master? He's been protecting you well, right? I haven't heard of any bad luck for you recently."

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

He realized it a little later and asked, "More money? How much did you give them?"

"Before, it was 500 million for half a year," said Mr. Jiang, a wealthy man. "Now, add nine months to the time, plus we have to accompany you on such a long flight, we have to provide food and lodging, and then how about another 900 million?"

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

I have to admit that his current financial resources are still some distance away from his father's.

Su Xiaozhi's salary was so high that her boyfriend vaguely saw a future of making money from her.

But due to reality, Jiang Beiyu had to give up his father's idea, "Don't spend this money. The master said that I'm fine now. Now I can dance outside at night without encountering ghosts. Why don't you just transfer this money to me as pocket money?"

Jiang Beici, who had just finished playing games next to him, couldn't help but feel sad for himself when he heard the number 900 million.

Some people are still struggling for 100 yuan pocket money, while others can already openly ask their fathers for nine-digit pocket money.

Jiang Beici even wanted to say, "Dad, please transfer the money quickly and I will ask my brother for pocket money later."

Speaking of which, Jiang Beici tragically discovered that the money his father gave him was really not as much as his brother gave him.

The second young master Jiang has the worst status in the family, which is really miserable.

Jiang Jinshen paused after hearing Jiang Beiyu's words, "Where is the master now? Doesn't he want to protect you anymore?"

Jiang Beiyu: "Well, we contact each other occasionally. I have my own things to do."

Jiang Jinshen felt a sudden heart attack. It was obvious that this centenarian master was different from the bodyguards he had in mind. Anyone who didn't provide close protection like this would have been fired by him long ago.

"Are you sure?" Director Jiang asked again, grumbling, "I don't want to have to go to the hospital to sign for you the next time I feel relieved."

Jiang Beiyu: "...Are you expecting me to be well?"

Director Jiang snorted coldly.

Then he heard his son hint at something, "...what about the 900 million?"

(End of this chapter)