New Year's Eve.

There are many servants at home, so Nan Yi doesn’t have to worry about anything.

Before the game room opened, Nan Yi took Nan Wuwei to wait at the door. Nan Wuwei looked inside through the hole in the roller shutter door. Seeing the neatly arranged game consoles, he felt a sense of heat and eagerness, and he turned around from time to time to look back and forth.

Is the boss I haven't met here?

"Don't worry, Dad will help you grab it later, and I will definitely help you grab the "Street Fighter" machine."

Nan Wuwei nodded his head and said, "Yeah, dad, can you play with me later?"

"No, dad is not your opponent, you can hit the machine yourself."

"Human and machine are not fun, it's so easy to fight."

"Well……"

Nan Yi didn't know what to say, but he couldn't beat even a human-machine.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the owner of the game room finally opened the door. As soon as the roller shutter door was opened, a few little kids were drilling in. Needless to say, they must have gone to grab the "Street Fighter" machine.

Nan Yi grabbed Nan Wuwei, who wanted to get in, and said before Nan Wuwei's face was pulled down, "Don't be anxious, Dad will definitely snatch it for you."

After standing at the door for more than ten minutes, Nan Yi took Nan Wuwei into the game room after the air in the game room had probably been replaced with a new one.

Next to the arcade of "Street Fighter", Tiger Cub was holding a plastic bowl of game coins in his hand, and there were several middle school students standing next to him, but no one was sitting there playing in front of the game console.

"Go and have fun."

"Um."

Nan Wuwei took out Nan Yi's hand, ran to Huzi to ask for game coins, sat in front of the game console, fumbled for a while, and then started playing.

Nan Yi stood behind Nan Wuwei and watched for a while. "Street Fighter" is still the first generation. The classic "roar has roots", "Ah Fighter" has not yet, and the picture is also relatively poor, which immediately made him lose his time and play with the spring.

Li's interests.

Perhaps, the Chunli prototype will be more fun.

"You are playing here, dad goes to play "Sarroman Snake."

Leave more than ten game coins for Nan Wuwei, and Nan Yi took away all the rest.

After running to the console of "Saroman Snake", Nan Yi became bored after playing it for less than half an hour. He walked back to the edge of Nan Wuwei and quietly watched his son play.

During a cutscene, Nan Wuwei turned around and asked Nan Yi, "Dad, are you not playing anymore?"

"If you don't play anymore, you can't play for too long, as you can easily lose your ambitions." Nan Yiyi said righteously.

"Oh, I'll pass the level soon."

"It's okay, you can play slowly."

Looking at the game coins he had just put on the side of Nan Wuwei, Nan Yi had no face to explain that it was not that he didn't want to play, but that the game coins had been completely discarded by him.

Nan Yi was not ashamed to go to the counter to buy game coins again. He had already done an embarrassing thing in his previous life to fill a game console's coin box. He didn't want to be embarrassed again in this life.

There is no way. Nan Yi's game skill tree was all pointed on StarCraft. Only when he played this game to the top ranks among players. Well, he had been playing it for nearly twenty years and almost had the players gone, so he could fight.

The Internet shows off its power.

"A Zhen, I want to play this."

Just as Nan Yi was immersed in the nostalgia of StarCraft, a low and hoarse female voice sounded behind him, like an eunuch who was not shaved.

"Okay, I'll buy coins."

"Someone is playing." The eunuch said coquettishly.

"A little road boy, just give him a few game coins and ask him to move out of the way."

"Okay, go buy coins quickly."

Nan Yi glanced back and saw a familiar and beautiful face.

This woman, Nan Yi, will become a person who will make the wealthy wives shy in the future. Others become mistresses, but no one can be like her and everyone scolds them.

Li Chi-liang, Li Chi-liang, who commits crimes, Li Chi-liang, who has a beautiful face and a bad mouth and a dark heart.

"The one in front of me is Li Chiliang. The man just now should be Qiu Dalu's son Qiu Zhen." Nan Yi glanced at the counter, then turned his head back to continue watching his son play games.

"Aliang, I bought it. Please wait. I'll let Xiluzi move out of the way."

As soon as Qiu Zhen finished speaking, Nan Yi heard the voice of the tiger cub, "Sir, don't move forward any more."

Qiu Zhen, who had just soaked Li Chiliang, was thinking about how to sleep with her as soon as possible. Only then did he see that there were several men and women in black suits behind his slit.

These people knew at a glance that they were bodyguards, the thin roader surrounded in the middle...

"Che's so unlucky." Qiu Zhen murmured and said to Li Chi-liang with a shy face: "A-liang, let's play something else first."

Regardless of Li Chi-liang's character, her mind is still bright. She knows who can provoke and who can't provoke him. She glanced at the back of her head with envy, and her eyes stayed on Nan Yi's side face for a while.

Then he nodded at Qiu Zhen.

The bodyguards around Nan Yi have a basic principle: in a country like the Roman Kingdom, which cannot stop gunfighting, try to hide themselves so as not to be exposed by the enemy at the beginning and then be targeted and attacked;

In countries where gun bans, try to show your presence as much as possible. The appearance characteristics should be obvious, so that you can see that you are a bodyguard at a glance, and by the way, others can also see your bulging waist. This can shock the little one and make people know the difficulties.

Retreat and avoid unnecessary trouble.

Of course, this is the person who is following you, and the support team must try to hide themselves no matter where they are.

Nan Yi had a little regret. Qiu Zhen was not a stubborn person. He really hoped that Qiu Zhen was a love-minded person who would face difficulties without knowing how to live or die. He could also take the opportunity to clean up.

The episode did not ripples, and Nan Wuwei passed the level three times and was swallowed by the game console. Then he stood up.

"Dad, don't play anymore."

"Do you want to play other things? Today, Dad won't limit you. You can play as long as you want."

"No, Dad, let's go home to play with firecrackers."

"Okay, go back and play with firecrackers."

When they returned to Fang's Manor, Nan Youqiong, who was in the jet lag, had woken up, and the father and son played with firecrackers in the garden together.

From New Year's Eve to the fifth day of the lunar month, except for the third day of the lunar month, Nan Yi went to Ruan Mei's house, and the rest of the time spent with his son. After the sixth day of the lunar month, Nan Yi started to adjust himself.

In his state of Nan Wuwei, he no longer plays all day long.

At noon, Nan Yi took Ruan Mei to the Hongdou Yacht for lunch. For convenience, he did not prepare anything else, but just bought a sushi set meal for two from a sushi restaurant.

"My sister, do you like money?"

"In order to let me learn piano, since I was a child, my mother had to do several jobs. Every day when I got home, I was so tired that I couldn't straighten my waist. When I was five years old, I was thinking, if I had a lot of money at home, my mother would

There is no need to work so hard." Ruan Mei said, falling into memories.

"You don't have to spend too much money, just spend enough money. People who can say this are either free to eat and clothing, never experienced the taste of lack of money, or they are self-aware and know that they can't make a lot of money, so they can only hypnotize themselves like this.

From the country to the individual, the more money the better, the more you can spend, but you can't spend it at all, but you can't spend it when you want to spend it.

If I no longer provide your living needs from today, will you have a way to maintain your current living standards?"

"No." Ruan Mei shook her head straightforwardly, "Xianzai, are you going to break up with me?"

"You're thinking about it. I'm not going to break up with you, but to let you learn to make money. If you rely on me to support you, you will definitely feel that you are shorter than me. If you can make money by yourself, then you will definitely be in front of me.

Can be full of confidence.”

Ruan Mei laughed, "No, I am your woman, it's natural to spend your money. I met a female classmate from the mainland in Los Angeles. She told me that there is a saying in the mainland that is 'Marry a man and wear clothes.

Eat, it’s time for men to raise women.”

"My sister, this is not possible. As a modern woman, you must be strong, independent, confident, be ashamed of spending men's money, and be proud of supporting me. In order to realize your female independence, I can be shameless to eat yours

Soft rice.”

"I'm not that stupid, I'll make you eat." Ruan Mei picked up a sushi and dipped it in the dipping sauce, stuffed it into Nan Yi's mouth, "Be good, don't think about it, make money and support me."

”

"The nose is uncomfortable, the wasabi is dipped too much." Nan Yi took the sushi out of his mouth and put it on the plate aside, "No matter what you think, it's better to let you kill time and make some money.

Whether it’s money, I still have to arrange a job for you.”

"Didn't you have arranged for me to film? You have to arrange other jobs for me?" Ruan Mei said with a pout.

"Film filming is for your interest in being a singer, and it cannot be considered a job." Nan Yi stretched out his index finger and shook it, "A few years ago, I thought about setting up an artist care fund, the target customers of this fund are singers, movies

TV stars, their money is put to us, we help them make money and charge a little hard work fee."

Ruan Mei opened her mouth wide and said, "You don't want me to help you invest, do you?"

"It's not about attracting investment for me, but about attracting investment for yourself. You will be the vice president of the Artist Care Fund and have 30% of the shares."

"The other shares are yours?"

"No, I don't have shares. The other 70% of the shares, 30% of which belong to the president of the Artist Care Fund, and the other 40% belong to my son."

"Who is the president? I want me to work, but I only give me a deputy position." Ruan Mei said resentfully.

"Okay, if you weren't my woman, you wouldn't be able to do the deputy position."
To be continued...