Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled
Chapter 68: Chapter 67: Little Golden Man

The days reached December.

A cold front struck Capital City, and it was getting colder by the day.

Yet, the passion in Song Yanxi's heart was still burning like a bonfire.

She called Song Wu, and after replaceing out that she was still playing a little beggar, she drove her Bentley to see her.

Accompanying her was her cousin, Song Shuiqing, who liked to watch film shoots whenever she had free time.

In the past, Song Shuiqing had always been quite good to their family, always treating Chen Pingsheng very politely.

Whenever she was there, her little mouth would natter away, calling him "big brother-in-law" constantly.

It was really sweet.

Now that they met again, Song Yanxi naturally liked her a bit more.

"Sis, why did you suddenly come to the set to see me?"

"I came to recruit you as a little advisor."

Song Yanxi said, "Your brother-in-law just gave me fifty million, plus the dividends from the fruit store and Water Cloud Space. I simply can't spend all this money, so I thought of picking a gift with you."

Money, simply can't spend it all?

Sis, have some pity on me.

I'll kneel down and kowtow twice, just throw me a bone.

For a moment, Song Wu didn't know how to respond to her. She always had the feeling that it was Versailles, yet she couldn't refute it.

It was the very youthful looking Song Shuiqing who asked:

"Cousin, are you going to pick out gifts for yourself or with my cousin-in-law?"

"Of course, with your cousin-in-law."

Song Yanxi said, "I'm not lacking anything for myself. Your cousin-in-law, don't be fooled by his casual demeanor, he really doesn't spend much money. He doesn't indulge in luxury or socializing. Whatever he earns, he puts it in my pocket."

"As his wife, of course, I should buy him more little gifts."

"Alright then." Song Shuiqing still happily hopped into her Bentley.

As for Song Wu, who was playing a little beggar, an enemy cannonball came flying towards her group, and someone among the crowd yelled "Italian Cannon."

Hit the deck.

She wasn't fast enough to hit the deck and thus was tragically knocked out of the scene.

Initially, she wanted to show off seven or eight different acting skills, but the director didn't let her unleash them.

She always felt she had nowhere to use her acting skills.

Two hundred in hand, hustle out quick.

Song Wu wanted to try driving the Bentley: "Sis, you're pregnant now, let me drive!"

"Sure, you're definitely driving one later anyway."

Song Yanxi fluttered her beautiful eyes and said, "Last time I gave your brother-in-law a parrot screw, he didn't seem to like wearing it. Your brother-in-law is rather superficial. Apart from cars, he doesn't even look at Yang Mi."

Her skills in boasting about her husband were getting better and better.

They had reached perfection.

Sister, I already know how great my brother-in-law is. You don't need to keep mentioning it.

Sitting in the back, Song Shuiqing was utterly engrossed, "Cousin, has brother-in-law really met Yang Mi?"

"Not only met her, but a few days ago he even had her come to Water Cloud Space to shoot a small advert. Speaking of which, Yang Mi's influence is truly strong. It was a clever idea of your brother-in-law to have her endorse our breast care products. I've made over thirty million just these past few days. Don't you think your brother-in-law deserves a reward?"

Song Yanxi said with a laugh, "Men, sometimes they are just like little kids, if they do something good, you need to reward them a lot."

Song Wu somewhat understood what was going on, but not much.

After all, the tidbit had briefly popped up on hot searches before it was quickly pulled back.

Probably even Yang Mi herself was baffled.

I agreed to endorse Water Cloud Space, but when did I agree to endorse your breast care product?

Think you can use my big chest as a selling point without paying?

Yang Mi was quite upset, feeling that her image as a queen was being tainted by this straightforward man.

She immediately commanded her team to pull the search results down.

Song Yanxi, however, didn't care about those issues. Inviting celebrities was meant to make money, and if they couldn't make money, then what's the point of involving celebrities, right?

"My cousin-in-law is really impressive."

Song Shuiqing clapped her little hands in admiration, looking like a little fangirl.

She was genuinely shocked, always hearing from the Old Song Family about how her cousin's family struck it rich this year.

She didn't really have anything to be jealous about, just a bit of envy.

Now, hearing about her cousin-in-law's earning ability, how could she not admire him?

She was practically bowing down in awe.

Song Yanxi, pleased, directly said, "Shuiqing, you're also in your sophomore year in college now, right? It's not okay to have your wrists so bare. Maybe your cousin will gift you a Longines."

This… Song Wu was once again dumbstruck in disbelief.

Her sister was going too far—anyone who praised her man got a gift, right?

Song Wu gritted her teeth: "Brother-in-law is really awesome."

"You said it well, but don't say it again next time."

Song Yanxi gave her a dismissive roll of her eyes, thinking I randomly give away gifts to anyone.

At the very least, there should be some genuine feelings.

Thinking you can cheat a gift out of me, do I look that foolish?

Song Wu felt tired, while Song Shuiqing burst out in exaggerated laughter.

Song Yanxi drove to the 4S store, and her man was truly simple.

A new car could make him happy for several months.

But since they already had quite a few at home, she was somewhat undecided about what to buy this time.

That's why she pulled Song Wu and her little cousin along.

"Sis, what exactly are you trying to pick?"

Song Wu couldn't help but ask, already numb to the routine of buying cars every time.

However, Song Shuiqing watched with keen interest.

Song Yanxi said, "We already have plenty of cars at home. After giving away the Panamera, your brother-in-law really just lacks a high-end luxury vehicle."

"I can't decide whether to buy the Mercedes-Benz S600 or the Maybach."

You can't decide, and you're asking us?

I'm not even fit to look at those cars.

"Sis, you could also choose a Rolls-Royce!"

Having always loved watching Hong Kong films, Song Shuiqing was particularly enchanted by those golden statuettes, always feeling that a successful man stepping out of such cars looks indescribably handsome.