820 See Who Gives More Money 1

The living room fell into silence again.

Only the host on the TV channel is broadcasting stock quotes.

Cheng Xiaobao took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Mu Yufeng, "Uncle Mu, I won't ask you what to drink, this is my mother's new Longjing tea, you pay for it."

"It tastes sweet and delicious." Mu Yufeng picked up the cup, took a sip gracefully, and added, "As long as it is bought by Xuanxuan, even tap water is delicious."

Yan Shiting smiled coldly, "Dog leg."

Mu Yufeng didn't care at all, "I'm happy to be Xuanxuan's dogleg, what's the matter?"

Yan Shiting's eyes were full of contempt, but he was thinking in his heart, as long as Cheng Yingxuan was happy, he could do anything.

"Uncle Mu has such a sweet mouth and can talk." Xiao Bao praised.

"Little guy, do you like me more and more?" Yu Feng began to lose face.

"Yes." Xiaobao smiled brightly, "So you have to work hard to chase my mother."

"Little Treasure!" Yan Shiting gave the little guy a warning look.

Cheng Xiaobao didn't take it seriously, "Dad, Mom is being chased, and she is such an excellent person as Uncle Mu, which shows that she is very attractive. If you have the ability to chase my mother harder than Uncle Mu, what is it to warn me about a child?"

Yan Shiting's thick black eyebrows were almost knotted, and what his son said made sense, "Just pour tea for Mu Yufeng, where's my tea?"

"Excluding my mother, as far as our relationship is concerned, we are our own people." Cheng Xiaobao said it as a matter of course, "Dad, you don't have to be polite to pour tea for you."

Yan Shiting snorted coldly, accepting his son's explanation.

Cheng Xiaobao concentrated on watching the stock market analysis on TV. He turned on his mobile phone, bought a stock, and then sold it.

Mu Yufeng leaned over curiously, "Xiaobao, you actually have 100,000 cash in your stock market account!"

One hundred thousand yuan is not even a hair to him. It is really rare for such a young child to have one hundred thousand yuan.

He reached out and clicked on Xiaobao's stock account income, "You have made 50,000 yuan in this stock account in less than a month!"

"That's right." Xiaobao nodded, "My mother saw that I was always researching stocks, so she gave me 50,000 yuan in principal, plus the 50,000 yuan I earned, now I have 100,000 yuan."

"Double in one month, amazing!" Mu Yufeng gave him a thumbs up.

Hearing this, Yan Shiting took Xiaobao's cell phone and looked at his son's stock transaction records. He was indeed talented.

You know, for retail investors, out of ten retail investors who trade in stocks, seven lose money, two get even, and only one makes money.

The son happened to be the one who made the money.

"I'll give you 10 million principal to trade in stocks." He said, took out his mobile phone, operated online banking, and transferred 10 million to his son's account.

"Ah!" Cheng Xiaobao opened his mouth into an "O" shape, "Dad, don't you need to do this? Mom will be upset if she finds out."

"Ten million is already in your account." Yan Shiting said disapprovingly, "Just don't tell your mother."

"How can I do that? If you don't report what you know, the crime will be higher." Cheng Xiaobao stared at the one plus seven zeros that just entered in the account, a long string of numbers. He really wanted the tens of millions of cash. You can invest in other things.

"I'll give you 20 million!" Not to be outdone, Mu Yufeng immediately took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer the money, "Xiaobao, report your account number to me."

Yan Shiting sneered, "My surname is Mu, do you think twenty million can suppress me?"