Chapter 771 Pocket Money

Seeing this, the other girls finally wanted to go up and take a photo with Jiang Beiyu. Jiang Beiyu waved and said, "Girls, come over and take a photo together. Don't be shy. Dating after entering college is no longer considered premature love. You can't be so shy in the future. You still have to be generous and get to know your boyfriend better."

No one knew who this was said to, but in short, the girls thought that Jiang Beiyu's face would be a good photo to use to ward off evil spirits in the future.

To ward off evil spirits.

Good idea.

After all the trouble, the whole morning was gone.

Su Nanzhi and An Yunhuai had lunch in the school cafeteria, and Jiang Beiyu obviously wanted to join them, but his girlfriend sent him a message asking him to keep his distance.

Jiang Beiyu was silent for a while, and reluctantly admitted to this secret relationship.

Then I go home and eat.

It wasn't really going home, I was going to the hospital to visit my old father and then have a meal with him in the hospital.

Probably because Jiang Beici's monthly exam results came out recently, Old Jiang was a little distressed. Obviously, he, his wife and eldest son were not bad students, but his youngest son just didn't like to study.

It’s not that Jiang Beici is not smart. This kid can still be content with being a playboy despite being compared with his biological parents and brother. This kind of character shows that he is someone who can do great things.

It's a pity that this man who wants to do great things is still in junior high school, and his father is still worried about his high school education.

Mr. Jiang obviously doesn't want to spend money to get his son into a good school, but if he doesn't spend money, his son probably doesn't know which high school he can go to.

At this time, Mr. Jiang finally realized that his eldest son was still useful at home.

Jiang Beici is afraid of his elder brother.

Perhaps it is because of his admiration for the academic master that Young Master Jiang listens to his brother very much.

"Have you bought the plane ticket?" Jiang Jinshen asked.

Jiang Beiyu: "I've bought it."

"I've chosen your assistant, and I've deposited your pocket money into your account. Remember to bring your mother a gift when you come back."

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

It was obvious that he really liked to cheat pocket money from his old father, but he was more inclined to believe that the money that Director Jiang transferred was the money his father spent on shopping for his wife.

Jiang Beiyu, the biological son, is the purchasing agent who travels thousands of miles and works tirelessly.

Of course, there is no need to be too explicit about everything.

Director Jiang is an interesting person. Although he doesn't know how much money his eldest son has earned over the years, as a father with his status and ability, he knows something.

However, he still likes to give pocket money.

On the contrary, the youngest son’s pocket money, which is capped at two hundred yuan a week, is very distressing in comparison.

Director Jiang felt even more confident about this. He said that a few dozen dollars a week is the average amount for a junior high school student from an ordinary family. Pocket money is not living expenses. Anyway, the family will not starve to death. If they eat less junk food outside, spend less money on games, and buy fewer pairs of sneakers, wouldn’t the problem be solved?

It was indeed solved.

Jiang Beici, a shoe lover, only gets new sneakers from his parents and brother on his birthday or Chinese New Year every year.

After all, poor people don't deserve it.

Who would dare to believe that a young man dressed in designer clothes and driven by luxury cars, has a total of no more than 800 yuan in WeChat, Alipay and Wallet in a month.

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One day, Jiang Beici asked his brother this question, "Brother, was your pocket money this little when you were in junior high and high school?"

"Yes, that's all." Jiang Beiyu replied.

"But I remember that you lived a comfortable life every day, buying whatever you wanted." Young Master Jiang was puzzled and aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)