"Drink more soup." Before he could move his chopsticks, Xu Yixin first made a bowl of soup for Wang Zihao.

Wang Zihao looked at the soup and was about to speak, but Xu Yixin said again: "It's not last night, I just waited in the afternoon."

Lao Wang doesn't envy his son at all.

He used to drink a lot, but he had been afraid of drinking it.

As before, Lao Wang grew up in the countryside.

Most children in the countryside cannot afford to drink milk.

Later, when I went to the city with my parents, my family's conditions improved. At least my children's money for drinking milk was willing to spend it.

So, Lao Wang drank milk every day, so he became scared when he saw it.

Nowadays, Lao Wang doesn't like drinking the soup made by Xu Yixin.

"Mom, after dinner, I'll go to my girlfriend's place tonight." After drinking the soup and starting to eat, Wang Zihao said to his parents.

Lao Wang kept silent and had nothing to do with him when he was eating his own food.

Xu Yixin couldn't help but ask, "Xiaohao, when will Xiao Xu come to our house again?"

"Don't you add friends and chat every now and then?" Wang Zihao asked.

Before Xu Yixin could speak, Lao Wang was very dissatisfied: "What are you thinking? Let your mother take the initiative to open this and ask someone to come to the house? Isn't this seemingly incompetent? We are afraid that you can't find a wife, so are you in a hurry to urge someone?"

How could I be incompetent?

However, Wang Zihao did not refute and said, "Yes, then I'll ask Xixi to see if she comes here. When she comes, she will definitely have gifts, all of which are good things."

Xu Yixin glared at her son: "Are we greedy for other people's gifts?"

Lao Wang nodded silently and asked Wang Zihao: "Do you have any good wine and cigarettes?"

"Can you have some success?" The more Xu Yixin looks at her husband, the more she feels disliked.

"I'm not confused forty, and I know my destiny at fifty. I'll be like this in my life. I can only count on my son to have some success." Lao Wang sighed, accepting his fate.

Xu Yixin is too lazy to argue with her husband. This old guy is less promising as he gets older.

"Both smoking and alcohol are not good things, Xixi won't buy these things." Wang Zihao said.

Lao Wang was a little disappointed.

Wang Zihao said again: "But there are many such things in her family, they are all given by others, and they will bring some of them."

Lao Wang's face was happy.

This girl is so nice!

He is all on the side of Xu Siqian.

Whoever gives more benefits will be biased. It is normal for Lao Wang to feel embarrassed.

"Look, I'll make you happy." Xu Yixin looked at Lao Wang and said disgusted.

"Why aren't you happy?" Lao Wang said: "It is natural for parents to raise children. Children will repay them and be filial to their parents. This is an unexpected joy."

Parents raise children almost without asking for anything in return.

Children are filial to their parents, partly because of their parents' savings and property.

Love between parents and children is never equal.

Wang Zihao once again felt that there was a gap between Xu Meili and Liu Qianqian.

Whether it is external or personality, or even in the world.

In addition to her appearance, Xu Siqian is obviously better than Liu Qianqian.

"A person cannot be poor, but a little favor can buy you? He is not your daughter, and he hasn't married Xiaohao yet." Xu Yixin said to Lao Wang.

Wang Zihao agreed very much: "Dad, it's not that I can't afford those things."

"Can you afford a car worth more than one million?" Lao Wang, who was besieged, rose up to fight back against his son. My wife said I was nothing, and you dare to say to me.

"I can't afford it now, but I can do it in the future." Wang Zihao was confident.

Do I care about Xu Daniu's car?

I just miss her.

As he said that, Wang Zihao suddenly remembered that today is the third day.

No. 3 can check the royalties income last month.

However, the website will receive a remuneration on the 12th.

Thinking of it, he hurried back to the house.

"Why are you going to have a meal?" Xu Yixin thought her son had a quarrel with me.

"I've grown up, I can't say anything." Lao Wang didn't feel relieved.

After a while, Wang Zihao came out with his cell phone and sat back at the dining table.

"Eat a good meal, what mobile phone to play with?" Xu Yixin frowned.

Wang Zihao opened the backstage of the writer's assistant and said, "I'll see how much the manuscript fee was last month, and the statistics will be issued this morning."

Xu Yixin's eyes lit up.

Lao Wang was also shocked.

Wang Zihao opened the statistics page, and yesterday's subscription showed a big number:.

The new addition is still very strong.

All orders exceeded 43,000.

Ten chapters were updated yesterday, and new data showed that the orders were still rising sharply.

Click on the income page, and a big number appears:.35.

Wang Zihao was amazed that if this manuscript fee was released, it would probably attract a large group of readers to join the ranks of writers.

Nothing is more exciting than just posting the royalties.

More than 750,000.

If you could earn so much in a month if you were on the computer for more than ten hours a day, no one who lost money would be unwilling to do so.

"How much does it cost?" The son looked at his phone and smiled foolishly. Lao Wang couldn't help asking.

Wang Zihao handed the phone to Lao Wang.

Lao Wang took it.

Looking at the income page, Lao Wang counted carefully: "Ten, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, ten thousand...751,675?"

After counting, Lao Wang was shocked by this number.

There are much more royalties than the estimated manuscripts by my wife and son last month.

"So many?" Xu Yixin was also shocked and quickly grabbed the phone from her husband's hand.

She is a finance person and is very sensitive to numbers. She doesn't have to be as careful as Lao Wang, and you can see the number at a glance.

It's really 750,000 yuan!

"If you deduct the temporary taxes and fees of about 12% and get more than 600,000 yuan... you will have to pay the tax in the future." Wang Zihao felt that he was more energetic and confident.

You have money, it is indeed an old man, and it can be reflected in his momentum.

Lao Wang also felt that his son was shining brightly and he was no longer a little bitch he could bully at will.

The son has the ability to be independent, and no longer has to rely on his parents in life or financial terms.

"The mortgage loan of only 9,000 yuan per month is only 9,000 yuan, and now it seems that it is really small." Lao Wang sighed.

Before, he was worried that his son's creative income would be unstable, and he would eat well this month and no one would care about it next month.

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Now it seems that my son earned most people’s salary for seven or eight years in a month, what are he afraid of?

Even if you only make money this month, you will have six or seven years to try and make mistakes next month.

What's more, my son's creation is not a one-time deal. No matter how lazy you are next month, your income will not be a waste of money, and at most it will drop like a cliff.

"Xiao Hao, after issuing the manuscript fee, can we pay a portion of the mortgage first?" After being happy, Xu Yixin asked her son in a pleading tone.

After a moment of froze, Wang Zihao said, "Mom, after I issued the manuscript fee, I won't leave much money. I can just 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. The rest will be transferred to you. You will decide how to deal with the money yourself."

"Don't give me so much, just 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. Just take the rest yourself first, save some flowers first." Xu Yixin said quickly.

"Don't save so much. Money is not saved, it's earned. Only by spending money can you make money." Wang Zihao said.

Xu Yixin said angrily: "Look at you, you have been poisoned by some remarks. The money you make is the same amount. How can you save it without saving? Don't be harmed by the poisonous chicken soup, we ordinary people just need to save money."

Wang Zihao lowered his head to eat, but his parents were afraid of this.

Not long after the meal, Wang Zihao went downstairs and hiked to Fengzhiyu.
To be continued...