"Sir, you are back."
The nanny politely accepted the purse and greeted him. Seeing the male host's sad expression, she moved quietly into the kitchen and whispered to a mixed-race beauty with an exceptional temperament, tall physique, and fine facial features with apparent Chinese characteristics: "Mrs. , Mr.'s face looked ugly and he seemed to be in a bad mood."
"Huh? "What is wrong?"
Li Wenting's gorgeous eyes flashed with confusion as she put down the kitchen knife and washed her hands. She entered the living room with a small grimace on her face. She encountered her spouse with a sad expression and a cigarette in his hand.
"What is going on?" Didn't you promise not to bring your work emotions home?
"What's wrong?" What else might happen? It isn't because of your beloved son!"
Allston.
Smith, enraged, pinched off the cigarette in his hand and flicked it several times in the smoke that hadn't yet dispersed. He knew his wife despised the smell of smoking.
"John? What is wrong with John? "I just called, and he is fine!"
Li Wenting watched the smoke disperse and bent down to pick up the ashtray from the table, intending to place it on the balcony. When she heard that her husband was angry because of his son, she was perplexed.
"Of course, he won't tell you that he took out a $6 million bank loan for his villa and copyright mortgage and spent the entire amount in the stock market! This brat is quite daring."
Auston snorted angrily as he noticed his wife's face growing pale and hurriedly rushed forward to assist her in sitting on the sofa.
"What? How can this kid accomplish this? How does he know about stocks? No, I need to call and find out!"
After saying that, he took the phone off the table beside him and pressed the 1 speed dial button.
When the call was answered, Li Wenting asked urgently, "Son, how can you borrow your property and buy stocks? "What is going on?"
When John received the call, he realized it was from his mother. He was immediately aware of the situation on his side. His parents had already learned about it. He explained helplessly. "Don't worry, Mom. Just listen to me and let me explain carefully.
An hour later, John hung up the phone and fell onto the sofa, powerless. It was quite troublesome. Thankfully, this was the United States. He was an adult who could freely govern his possessions. Even his parents had no choice but to accept his decision, even if it would make them miserable.
If this was China, my fucking legs would have been smashed!
Li Wenting put down the phone and wiped her hands nervously. It was more than $8 million. Despite their family's affluence, they were unwilling to risk losing such a large quantity of money.Hmph, I've long stated that I won't allow him go to Los Angeles. Now everything is good. He is entirely independent. Back then, he was permitted to attend New York University. You have to encourage him to attend the University of Southern California. What about now, University of Southern California? He dropped out of school and did not attend school at all. He was just fooling about all day. It's really a disgrace for the Smith family, according to the newspapers!"
Auston strode back and forth violently in the living room, speaking loudly, his voice becoming more louder.
"Bang!"
"Okay! "You're not finished yet!" Li Wenting, who had just cooled down from the fright, raised her eyebrows when she heard her husband's complaints and accusations. She snorted as she banged her hand against the coffee table.
Auston was like a duck being strangled by its neck. His face flushed hot, and the words on his lips were muffled. A little knot of his meticulously arranged hair floated in front of his forehead. He stood awkwardly in the living room, looking at his wife intently.
When she saw her husband's appearance, she couldn't help but laugh loudly and roll her eyes furiously. "Actually, there is nothing to worry about. I just thought about what my son analyzed, and it all makes sense. It is not as if you have never met Steve Jobs before. Although he can be unpleasant, he is a genius, and his son's optimism about Apple's stock is understandable."
"Huh, what does he know?" When he saw his tigress smiling like a flower, his nervous heart calmed down; he rolled his eyes, sat next to his wife, and snorted carefully.
Li Wenting raised her gorgeous hand, patted her husband in irritation, stood up from the sofa, and muttered as she walked to the restaurant.
"You are the only one who is amazing. It's pointless to say this now. He's grown up. It is normal for him to have his own thoughts. Besides, what if his analysis is accurate? Even if the stock eventually declines, he can still do it. Long-term investment. "Let us go eat."
After taking a bath and changing into pajamas, John lay on the sofa in the movie screening room, yawning and watching the 007 film on the screen, feeling as if his entire existence had become a dream, so surreal. Confused by fanaticism.
He turned off the projector, took the wine glass from the cabinet, and poured a full glass of ice wine. How about wine tasting culture? Now all John wants is that carefree feeling to make him feel real.
Good morning, piano room.
The early morning sun beams on the white grand piano, casting a small amount of light and making people feel quite warm.
The wonderful tune of "For Alice" filled the room. After total integration, John accepted everything about the two persons. Playing the piano comes naturally.
After finishing the song, John licked his dry lips, closed the piano cover, strolled into the kitchen, picked up and ate the prepared sandwich, drank a huge glass of milk, cleaned the table somewhat, and moved his arms and legs. After a few moments of admiring the clean, bright, and sumptuous house, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He enjoyed his current rich life very lot.
I wonder if the big man has found a nanny or a fitness instructor!
John was perplexed when he walked into the gym and saw all of the training equipment there. He could only begin with a modest treadmill. There were no professional coaches. With John's healing period, using the equipment indiscriminately could result in injury. To me.
After running, he had a shower and relaxed on the sofa. John couldn't help but chuckle loudly. Taking a shower this morning was prompted by John's previous fixation. As a Chinese, it is impossible to take a morning shower. Habits are one of the strange habits of the Chinese people that Americans can not understand, such as taking off their shoes before entering the house, not drinking ice water, only cleaning their feet without taking a shower at night, and so on.
As an American, John is gradually evolving. He doesn't want others to think he's odd. He can have his own personality, but he cannot be unconventional, as this would diverge from the standard.
Do not underestimate these habits. If you wish to fit into a new environment, you must first respect the new culture and integrate into mainstream society. Being unorthodox is dumb conduct that will only make people feel humiliated and excluded.
After checking the clock, the stock market was about to open. John made a cup of coffee, entered the study, and turned on the computer.
"$50.6 is still plummeting! No matter what, I got it for this price!"
John looked at Apple's stock price, which was still marginally down. He was astonished for a moment before beginning to put an order to buy. He didn't know which line to stare at, as long as he knew it would climb.
Of course, John was not stupid enough to post all 8 million. He would gradually clear off the lowest-selling orders.
The keyboard crackled, his hands moved quickly, and he didn't pause for a moment. He was exhausted after losing eight million dollars without making a sound.
"Okay, just wait patiently and wait to sell next year!" I looked at the stock account interface again and whispered a little eagerly to myself before closing the web page, which gave me a sense of relaxation.
Now all I need to do is write the novel with peace of mind, then publish it and make money before buying it.
I smoked a cigarette, drank a sip of coffee, opened the novel document, reviewed what I had written previously, closed my eyes slightly and thought for a moment, and then resumed typing.
In two days, the first part of the story "Maleficent" will be finished, followed by the second parts of "Snow White and the Huntsman" and "The Huntsman's Winter War".
After completing these two stories, they should be ready for publishing. They will be collected in the first volume of "Dark Fairy Tales". However, I do not know how the market will react. It will depend on the publisher's marketing efforts.
John sneered silently in his heart. The publishing business he was signing with was quite upset with the fact that he had not released a work in so long. Their account representative was even more sarcastic with his agency. Wait, he's just signed a book. Regarding the book deal, once the book has sold successfully, I will appropriately pay the accounts with them.
If you don't care about it, you believe he is simple to bully. As a technical geek, the Chinese John will have no adversaries; nonetheless, he and the American John share a trait: they are both a little petty, which is not a weakness. However, if they have the opportunity and power to retaliate against people who have made them unhappy, they will not hesitate to go forward and deliver a heavy kick.