The Profligate Madam of the Family

  Chapter 960 Four Masters’ Three Hundreds and Little Baby’s Thirty Millions

  After dinner, a group of people watched TV in the living room.

  The rainstorm started to grab the remote control with Tang Luo again. Tang Luo wanted to watch a costume drama, but the rainstorm wanted to watch the animal world, and then he started fighting one by one.

  The remote control was successfully snatched by a crit.

  TV switched to an entrepreneurial show.

  Everyone:...

  Everyone turned their heads and looked at standing on the back of the sofa, watching the crit of the entrepreneurial program seriously.

  This is still playing a chicken farm.

  Everyone looked at the crit with complicated expressions.

  Is it hard for this chicken to make a chicken farm?

  The heavy rain stopped fighting with Tang Luo, and everyone started to look at this chicken farm.

  When seeing the picture of killing the chicken, everyone collectively turned their heads to look at the very focused crit, and then everyone found that the face of the crit was not changing.

  It saw that its own kind had been slaughtered, and was actually indifferent.

  Tang Luo whispered, "You said that crit is also a chicken. It lives long enough, and it is so powerful. Is the meat on its body particularly delicious?"

   "Maybe." Steward Quan turned his head and glanced, "If you sell Crit, it should be very valuable, after all, you will soon become a chicken essence."

   "Gluck!" Critical eyes stared at Tang Luo and Quan Yu fiercely, then flapped their wings and flew on top of Tang Luo's head.

  After tossing on Tang Luo's head for a long time, the crit flew to Leng Rongrong's feet, and the two wings actually made a posture of hugging the calf, clucking to Leng Rongrong's accusation.

   "Of course I won't eat you." Master Rong touched Crit's head, "Don't be wronged, didn't you say that, I will support you!"

   "Chuck!" Critically grateful and looked at Leng Rongrong with a very touched look.

   Then, Crit flew back to continue watching TV.

  Xiao Nanyu looked at Leng Rongrong and asked, “Mummy, did Daddy give you all the money? You will be in charge of the money in the future, and then you will give the pocket money?”

   "Yes." Leng Rongrong glanced at Fourth Master Mo.

  Now Mo Siye’s monthly allowance is 300.

  "Then I will give all my money to Mommy, but I spend it for Mommy, not for Mommy to keep it, my money is all Mommy's!"

  Xiao Nanyu swooped, and then rushed upstairs to get things.

  Soon, a bunch of bank cards and deposit receipts were taken down.

  Even the real estate certificates were taken down by Xiao Nanyu.

  A huge pile of red, green and green properties.

  Leng Rongrong was stunned.

  Tang Luo and Quan Yu both leaned toward this side, and saw that the faces of those deposit certificates, real estate certificates, etc. were all green.

  Especially when looking at the big pile of real estate certificates, both of them have the urge to cry.

  They are actually worse than a child?

  A little furry kid looks hundreds of times richer than them?

  I’m afraid they’re in vain?

   "So many houses?" Leng Rongrong was also shocked by the bunch of real estate certificates. Although he knew that Xiao Nanyu was very smart and powerful, he could act, trade stocks, and hack.

  But still so small, even if you start making money at birth, you can't be so rich, right?

  Looking through it, every house is the most expensive and best place in every city.

  Moreover, the little guy bought a house almost everywhere, and the real estate is all over the world...

   Ye Rong was shocked by his baby for a while.

   "Little baby, these are all yours?"

   "Hmm." Xiao Nanyu said, "It will be Mommy's from now on."

   "Why are you... so rich?" Leng Rongrong felt that she had lost to her baby son.

  Although she also has money, when she was so young, the money was given by godfathers...

  But Xiao Nanyu doesn’t seem to have any other special relationships. He earned it all by himself?

  Too incredible, right?

  What kind of fairy cute treasure is this?

"You earn it." Xiao Nanyu's face was full of seriousness, "There is a lot of money in filming, especially when it comes to being a big-name endorsement, it is very profitable. I also invested in some movies. And so on, they all make a good profit. Also, I can trade stocks. Stocks are the fastest to make money. Occasionally, I go to a casino and cheat those rich gambling kings and make a lot of money. Hackers, I have been a consultant for many large global companies, so I can make a lot of money! However, I am a bit worse than Daddy and Mommy, and I have to work hard to earn more."

   "Wow, my baby is really amazing!"

  Master Rong looked at Xiao Nanyu excitedly, and started to praise him wildly without hesitation.

Tang Luo, who was on the side of   , glanced at Steward Quan: Are all the kids so good now?

  They remember that they might still be playing in the mud when they were so old...

"Mom, these are all yours. You can spend the money in the card." Xiao Nanyu gave everything to Leng Rongrong, "Then, just like Daddy, Mommy, you will Send me pocket money. As much as you give Xiao Yuer, Yuer will spend as much!"

   "Okay, Mommy will keep it for you!" Leng Rongrong said with joy.

  She didn’t really like so much money.

  But the feeling of being pampered and trusted by my baby son is really great.

  It seems good to be a housekeeper.

  You can also send them pocket money.

"It's not for keeping, it's for Mommy! They are all given to Mommy, and I will make money later. I will give it to Mommy first." Xiao Nanyu said, "As for my pocket money, Mommy can do it all. ."

  The little guy is milky and very cute.

   "With pocket money, 30 million a month, okay?" Ye Rong blinked his eyes and asked, incredibly generous.

  Give her husband three hundred pocket money and his son thirty million.

   When the fourth master who had been gloating next to him heard this number, he seriously doubted whether he had a problem with his ears.

thirty million?

Isn't    three hundred?

Why is    not three hundred?

  Si Ye looked at Tang Luo and Quan Yu, both of them were also dumbfounded, because both knew that Si Ye’s pocket money was only 300.

  Give her husband three hundred pocket money, and give her son 30 million pocket money?

  Is this appropriate?

  How do you feel that their fourth master was beaten into the cold palace?

  This is too bad, right?

   "Madam, did you make a mistake? Isn't it three hundred?" Tang Luo asked carefully, looking at his fourth master with sadness in his eyes.

   "Who said three hundred. My baby's pocket money for a month is three hundred. How can I be an artist anyway, so I can't be too poor!" Rong Ye said solemnly, "Thirty million, I'm gone for anything you buy."

   "The power of the Mingyuan Empire can be poor?" Tang Luo looked at the young lady strangely.

  Is their Fourth Master a bit bleak!

  Leng Rongrong looked back at Fourth Master Mo, was taken aback, and then muttered, "Four Master said enough."

  She asked her husband’s opinion.

  I heard that men can’t have too much money in their pockets. If there is too much money, it’s easy to go out and spend a lot of money, but children are different.

  (End of this chapter)