As if struck by lightning.
Song Wu was dumbstruck on the spot.
It seemed she had not expected her own sister to say such a thing.
Shouldn't their family's resources be unreservedly used to help her, the younger sister?
If she became a big star, wouldn't that make everyone proud?
"Sis, how can you say something like that?"
"If I don't speak this way, then tell me how should I speak?"
Song Yanxi responded directly, "When your brother-in-law first came to Capital City, he heard you were in high school under a lot of study pressure, so he specially brought three old hens from our hometown for you."
"What did you do? Do you still remember?"
That day was clearly etched in Song Yanxi's memory; originally, they were looked down upon on the train for carrying those stinky old hens.
After getting off the train, Song Wu barely hid her disdain.
She almost had 'country bumpkin' engraved on her forehead, and now, she was interested in success.
You don't treat him as your brother-in-law, and he won't acknowledge you as his younger sister-in-law either.
"Liu Fen, you can't speak about your sister like that."
Liu Fen stepped forward and said, "Chen Pingsheng might be somewhat successful now, but you should know that once your sister becomes a big star, just one movie could bring in tens of millions. Then the money she makes will be incomparable to what Chen Pingsheng could ever earn."
"Her, a big star? Do you think today's audience is foolish?"
Song Yanxi straightforwardly argued with them, although in her mind, she was simply defending a just cause.
"My neighbor, Zhao Liying, also doesn't have an educational background or support, but do you know how hard she works?"
"She's outside practicing lines daily before dawn, spent five years as an extra, cherishing every opportunity. Now look at your daughter, who looks down on small roles, always saying this won't do and that won't do, yet she hasn't even graduated and is already dreaming about leading roles."
"If everyone with high expectations but low ability could become a big star, it would only be if my ancestors had traversed fields and faced guns."
"Otherwise, she might as well wash up and go to sleep, living in a daydream."
"Hmph," Liu Fen also wasn't one to back down easily, it was okay to criticize her eldest daughter.
Talking about her son-in-law was no issue, but criticizing her younger daughter Song Wu was absolutely not okay.
The reason was simple, she had invested too much in her.
The hopes for the future also rested on her younger daughter.
If she couldn't become a big star, wouldn't her own life be devoid of hope?
"It's the first time I'm hearing a sister speak so about her own sister, Song Yanxi, you've really moved up in the world."
"Exactly, I'm just telling the truth,"
Song Yanxi said, "I just hope she can be more grounded and not spend all day pursuing those unrealistic dreams."
Arguments within a family are quite normal.
Song Wu didn't feel particularly wronged. She was just upset that her own sister wouldn't help her.
As the younger sister, that was what her elder sister was supposed to contribute.
If Chen Pingsheng were here, he'd probably laugh at her for this.
He was purely impressed by Zhao Liying's hard work, which is why he thought about investing to help her.
For him, becoming a minor celebrity in the entertainment industry depended on luck.
Becoming a major celebrity depended on support, but maintaining stardom absolutely required integrity.
Someone like his younger sister-in-law Song Wu, if someone helped her, she'd only think it was expected.
Such people, he could see through at a glance.
Could those big directors and major backers not see through it too?
Nobody was willing to promote such a person to a higher position.
So in fact, Song Yanxi wasn't wrong.
The family ended up parting in discord once again, but Song Wu silently swore to herself that one day she would prove herself on her own.
You all are nothing but short-sighted; the river flows east for thirty years, west for another thirty.
Today you ignore me, tomorrow I'll be beyond your reach.
She even hummed a few lines at the end.
After eating, Song Yanxi took Little An'an back to Beixin'an, where her true home was.
…
Beixin'an, East Street Second Shop.
Six cashiers remained busy as ever; the recharge event was still booming.
This shop had truly flourished and after this recharge event, the profits here would undoubtedly hit a new high.
As for Chen Pingsheng himself, he was already planning activities for three more shops.
"Ding, your cumulative income is six hundred and eighty thousand, would you like to enable random multiplier?"
Except for the first day of the May Day holidays, he opted for the random multiplier.
The rest of the time, he accumulated.
After six days, he had successfully reached 680,000.
The exciting moment had arrived; he had never rolled a tenfold before.
If he could roll it today, he would be completely made.
"Start."
Chen Pingsheng sat in the small office of the second store, his face full of anticipation as he stared at those two golden dice.
It wasn't long.
His luck was really good.
The first die showed the maximum five, and the second die was also a five.
What he thought came true, he deserved to get rich.
"Congratulations host, you received a tenfold random amplification."
"Ding, your Alipay account has received 6.80 million, balance 7,050,000."
Awesome… it just couldn't be too awesome.
It was enough to buy a house in full, but he still had to pay the remaining three million investment to Yang Jiancheng first.
How to spend the remaining four million was a question!
No rush, no rush.
This time, rolling a massive tenfold amplification was definitely a delightful surprise.
The recharge event at the East Street second store still had twenty days left.
In those twenty days, by the most conservative estimate, he could bring in two million.
Then, he would receive another random amplification for accumulating one million.
It all depended on how many times it could multiply.
If he rolled another tenfold.
Three hundred square meters wouldn't be enough for him.
The house must start from five hundred square meters.
Moreover, with three other stores hosting events in June, by July, he would have at least ten million in savings.
Suddenly having so much money, he shouldn't buy a second-hand Panamera.
Back home, Chen Pingsheng joyfully discussed houses with Song Yanxi.
Women just can't resist houses.
The two looked from the eighth till the end of the month.
Initially, Song Yanxi was content with smaller apartments.
She was very satisfied with those around a hundred square meters.
Chen Pingsheng grimaced and sneered coldly, not considering anything below four hundred square meters now.
Quietly, he was cursed by those real estate salespeople as pretentious.
Women could really look at houses from the beginning to the end of the year.
In the end, they selected three.
"Husband, look at this one, two hundred sixty square meters, fully furnished, north to south facing, good location, great view."
"Then there's this one, three hundred twenty square meters, full payment seven million, a bit pricey but the decoration is really good."
"And this one, four hundred eighty square meters seems a bit too large, too high-priced, we could just manage to scrape it together with a ten-year installment plan."
Song Yanxi chose those three, and Chen Pingsheng had seen them all too.
They were doable, but they still didn't meet his criteria.
When it comes to houses, either don't buy or must buy the best.
"Look wife, didn't we also see a small villa?"
"Give it up."
If a villa was put in the countryside, building it yourself would only cost a few to several millions.
But if it was in the bustling Capital City, the price absolutely stops commoners in their tracks.
The house they saw was a two-story small villa, over six hundred square meters including an upper and lower floor, with a small yard.
In Capital City, she didn't even dare to dream of such a house.
Song Yanxi said, "Let's stay practical and just choose from these three, forget the small villa, fifteen million in full, even if I sold myself, I wouldn't be worth that much."
"Nonsense, how can my wife be measured by money?"
Chen Pingsheng replied, "Just trust me, none of these three, we want that small villa. It's just over ten million, am I short of that money?"
Though he said he wasn't short of money.
Actually, he couldn't quite afford that much right now.
By the end of May, the recharge event at the second store had completely ended.
And it was time for him to multiply his accumulated income randomly, really looking forward to it.
Whether to live in a community or a small villa, it all depended on this round.