Looking at his father's expression, Yang Ming could only smile bitterly. It's just thirty million... he is shocked by this. If it was three hundred million, he might be... and, it's even in US dollars...
"Big Ming, are you kidding me? I heard that the current computer Photoshop technology is superb. Can this be your own Photoshop?" Yang Dahai still couldn't believe his eyes.
"Dad, actually, you didn't see it wrong... The money is mine." Yang Ming nodded. Then he turned off the account on the computer and said, "I haven't said anything to you and mom before because I was afraid of terrifying you both... but it looks like you're still shocked by it."
"Cut the crap!" Yang Dahai slapped Yang Ming's head and said, "Who wouldn't be surprised by this? You, kid, made such a big move. My heart can't even stand it."
"Dad, why did you slap me?" Yang Ming was really hurt by his father.
