Chapter 1083: Chapter 1085: Absorbing Investments

Gong Zhuang originally thought that after his daughter came back, he would celebrate with a big fuss.

Then he’d invite friends and family for a meal, not caring about the red envelopes, but hoping everyone would share in his daughter’s happiness.

After receiving a call from Gong Qiang, Gong Zhuang completely gave up on this idea.

If he were to host a banquet, should he invite Gong Qiang? If not, what would people think? If he did, what would those who don’t get along with Gong Qiang whisper about?

To avoid the celebration for his daughter’s achievement turning into a platform for Gong Qiang to show off, it’s better not to host a party at all.

One should always be low-key; being too high-profile isn’t good.

Not having to host a banquet, Gong Jiaxin was also relieved, meaning she could simply take her brother to visit their grandparents, uncles, and aunts.

Then she could have a good reunion with some childhood friends before preparing to stay in Beijing for a few days before leaving.

Gong Jiaxin still remembered what her teacher said back then, that her English wasn’t good enough. How would she cope in class?

If she couldn’t keep up with the teacher’s pace, why was she going to the United States? Was she just going there to give Americans money?

Gong Jiaxin had it all planned. After learning in the US for a while, she would establish her own clothing brand and make a lot of money.

With such a strong ideal supporting her, of course, she had to work hard, very hard.

Gong Jiaming, although he had long known his sister was going abroad and was happy for her, felt a sense of loss at the thought of her going to the US who’s always been with him.

Gong Jiaming was so dispirited that it made Gong Jiaxin anxious; she couldn’t eat well for several days.

Despite comforting him, Gong Jiaming was still listless. What should be done?

Helplessly, she had to seek advice from their parents on how to handle it, and Gong Zhuang immediately took over by keeping Gong Jiaming busy with him.

According to Gong Zhuang, if the boy is idle and thinking too much, it’s because he’s too free. Once he gets busy, where would he find the time for all this?

In this way, Gong Jiaming really felt like crying. He was just reluctant to part with his sister and didn’t expect he’d be busy from morning until night.

Though he thought about calling Gong Ruini for help, he didn’t even have time to touch the phone, let alone complain.

Originally, Miao Cuihua could have spoken up for her son, but she was busy shopping with her daughter, so she didn’t have the time to care about him.

Moreover, Gong Zhuang also said he was very busy recently, so since their son was idle, he might as well help out.

Seeing all his escape routes cut off, Gong Jiaming felt a deep sense of despair.

"If you don’t help, there are plenty of people who will," Gong Zhuang said, feeling irritated at his son’s reluctance.

Such a family business, and his son still doesn’t get it.

Ah, is it possible? Gong Xiaoyu, surprisingly, wanted to help ease his father’s burden, which made Gong Jiaming laugh to no end.

"What does he know?"

"All he knows is how to deceive girls and commit fraud, right?"

The eldest uncle must be crazy; he doesn’t even see what kind of person his son is, "Dad, it seems like Uncle’s family isn’t doing well."

"Even Gong Xiaoyu isn’t doing well."

Did he really think being a thug was easy, "Dad, don’t worry. I’ll work hard, and after graduating from college, I’ll come back to inherit your business."

Gong Jiaming knew how wide the world outside was, and he wanted to stay outside like Zhao Guangran.

But Zhao Guangran had the capital to be willful, while he didn’t.

"That’s good, that’s good. Remember what you’ve said now." As for his daughter going abroad, Gong Zhuang didn’t have too many objections, as she could learn more outside.

But it was different with his son. He worked hard to earn money mainly for his son. If his son didn’t return after going abroad, wouldn’t he have worked in vain?

Especially with the rumors Gong Qiang spread in the hometown, it made Gong Zhuang anxious.

Even though he didn’t go back to his hometown often now and kept a low profile, some people still kept an eye on him.

Once they knew that Gong Jiaming intended to make a career in the US, not only Gong Qiang, but even Gong Zheng might make a fuss.

Not to mention that Gong Zheng was in Yangcheng and didn’t know much about back home, but there was the Wu Family at home.

Even though the Wu family’s relationship with Gong Mingrui was merely average, who knew what went on inside?

No matter how bad the Wu family might be, they at least raised Gong Mingrui, and if this kid succeeded, wouldn’t the Wu family benefit somehow?

"It can’t be." Gong Jiaming thought his father was overthinking, "It’s not like Grandpa and Grandma gave you the business."

They’ve already split the family and haven’t had any interaction for a long time. How could those people have the nerve to do such a thing?

"You think it can’t be." Gong Zhuang had never let his guard down against Gong Qiang and Gong Zheng, "They’ll just push your boundaries further and further back."

Gong Jiaming suddenly felt an immense burden, "Dad, I think you could train my cousins over there."

Better than giving chances to his cousins here, he’d rather give them to his cousins from the Miao family.

That would at least save his mother from feeling uncomfortable, and as for giving the Miao family cousins a chance, Gong Jiaming had no objections.

Nurturing the Miao family’s next generation, truthfully, had crossed Gong Zhuang’s mind, but he feared those relatives would become too ambitious and take control of most of the company’s business.

Especially with his son going abroad next year and being away for at least five years, would he be able to smoothly take over the company then?

"Let’s wait and see. Your uncle just pulled this stunt, calling in your cousins now might not look good." Gong Zhuang answered ambiguously.

Gong Jiaming was just voicing a suggestion to show where he stood; he didn’t bother with how his father thought.

He lowered his head and continued working, and at that moment, Gong Zhuang realized how quickly his youngest son was picking things up.

It left him dumbfounded, "Have you done this before?"

"Yeah, Brother Xuran always lets me work on these things and even pays me," Gong Jiaming replied smoothly.

"Dad, your son not only gets dividend money but also earns a salary." Gong Jiaming felt very pleased.

Thinking about the money in hand, he felt increasingly confident about the days he’d spend in the United States.

Ah, out here boasting it’s all his doing, when his own son is working for someone else, feeling green-eyed and envious.

Still, looking at the work his son did, he had to admit, if his son had stayed by his side, he might not have achieved as much.

"Dad, Brother Guangran in the US is planning to play the stock market, saying it can make a lot of money if done well," Gong Jiaming suddenly remembered.

Playing the stock market? Frequenting Yangcheng, Gong Zhuang certainly knew what the stock market was. The problem was that while it could bring in money fast, it could lose it just as quickly.

It wasn’t unheard of for even seasoned players to misjudge and lose a lot. Could Zhao Guangran really handle it well?

"My second uncle and the others plan to wait until Brother Guangran pays some tuition and stabilizes before letting him make a move."

Gong Jiaming figured it was worth a try even if they lost money. What if Guangran got lucky and made a lot from the stock market?

By then, if they wanted to join in, how would Uncle Zhao and the others perceive it?

The second brothers also want to join; this isn’t a simple game for the kids, and Gong Zhuang couldn’t help but think about it.

If it were just the kids playing around, Gong Zhuang wouldn’t care to envy them, but if the second brothers stepped in, it wouldn’t be for pocket change.