Love? The Reborn Me Just Wants to Obtain Rewards-Chapter 559 - 244: Sooner or Later, You’ll Be Mine_3

Dad, when do you think is the right time for us to hold our wedding banquet?

Struggling to maintain his tough-guy facade, Gou Huai numbly nodded: "6."

Gu Tongshu released his clenched fists, crossed his arms in front of his chest, threw back his head, completely at ease.

You little thief!

Do you realize our difference now?!

Will you dare jump and prance around with me in the future?!

But just when he was smug for no more than two seconds, Gu Jiuyue gently poked Su Huai and whispered, "It’s okay, your birthday gift will just be that, why buy it and let it gather dust in the warehouse?"

Pfft!

President Gu spat out a mouthful of blood onto Wang Gang’s face, and Wang Gang vomited back a stomach full of acid at the president; both felt an urge to go crazy.

Missy, this isn’t just a leaky Cotton-padded Jacket, this is a flash flood battering your old father into the ditch!

Su Huai wasn’t feeling great either, shivering, feeling like he was eating a meal too despised, prone to being struck by lightning.

Do you hear what you’re saying?

Can this thing even be given away?

But Gu’s reasoning was particularly sound, "Money, after all, is something you can’t bring with you at birth or take with you in death. Its greatest value lies in spending it where it brings you happiness."

In a flash, Su Huai and Gu Tongshu exchanged a knowing look, then both fell silent.

When others say this, they may not truly be open-minded, but when Gu says this, it’s definitely heartfelt.

The two foxes continued to exchange glances.

Old Fox: It’s your turn to step in, go, comfort my precious daughter!

Little Fox: I’m not going, she’ll be happy as soon as she accepts the gift.

So someone cracked, and I won’t say who.

However, Jiuyue really didn’t care, and eagerly asked, "What about that one? The white paint on the car is so pretty."

Wang Gang was drained, and replied dryly, "That one is also impressive, in March last year, Bugatti delivered the last Veyron, and the entire series was discontinued. Then at this year’s Geneva Motor Show, Bugatti debuted the successor to the Veyron, the Chiron.

It too is a super-performance car, an 8.0T W16 quad-turbocharged engine, both handsome and expensive, has just begun delivery, providing a huge, more comfortable space for everyday travel, it must be so cool to take it for a spin..."

He rambled on in such a disheveled state, heaven knows how much of a blow his soul had taken.

In fact, Su Huai wasn’t patient enough to listen anymore; he quickly caught the key point: the car cost 2.85 million euros, and it would be almost 50 million RMB once it arrived in the country.

Well, it’s not too bad, doesn’t feel like too much of a burden to accept...

When Gou Huai decided to put his face aside, he was unbeatable.

Gu Tongshu took the initiative to ask, "Su, which one do you like?"

He wore a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of threat—Gu could see the side of his face, but not the eyes.

Meaning, you better be clever for me, just take it for a drive and that’s enough, don’t actually dare to accept everything!

Gou Huai obediently answered as he wished.

"I’m fine with either. I’ll only be driving it once or twice anyway, take Gugu out for a walk and a drive, don’t really give it to me. I can’t afford to keep it; it’s scary!"

Upon hearing this, Jiuyue thought it was a simple matter!

"You can drive one on a regular basis, and keep the other one in my family’s garage. We have a gas card at home... right? Dad?"

Don’t call me Dad!

Gu Tongshu felt as if his precious daughter had never been so alien to him. Why so eager? Where’s your aloofness?

As he turned his head to take a deep breath and rolled his eyes, laughter came from the direction of the small bar. He turned back warily to find no one looking over in his direction, but several people were covering their mouths...

Then, Gou Huai chimed in again, "No no, that’s too much trouble for Uncle. I’m just a student; I really don’t need such a good car."

Gu Tongshu was sickeningly sweet, are you actually serious?

The girl’s name is Green Tea, what are you?

Gao Sui, tea leaf residue?!

In fact, Gu Jiuyue could tell that Su Huai’s words didn’t match his feelings, but she didn’t care!

She asked with a smile, "Don’t worry about those, just tell me the truth, do you like it or not?"

Gou Huai nodded resolutely, "I like it!"

She then asked, "Do you want to drive it?"

With such an understanding way of asking, Gou Huai certainly didn’t feel any burden.

"I want to drive it!"

"Then drive it, we’ll figure out the rest later~~~"

She winked mischievously at Su Huai, the tail words of "figure out" twisting and floating in the air.

Gou Huai got it in a second, chuckled hehe, and gave her a tacit eyebrow flash of ojbk.

Watching the two of them exchange glances right under his watch, Gu Tongshu felt extremely exhausted.

Actually, it wasn’t that he couldn’t give the car to Su Huai; he, Gu Tongshu, could swear that even these two big toys weren’t worth his heartache... too much heartache.

But the problem was... he couldn’t give it away like this!

At least let me put you in your place a bit, propose some conditions, ask for some benefits, and then bestow it upon you from on high, right?

But he couldn’t stop it from happening, not only did he give it away for nothing, but he also TM had to cover the maintenance costs, parking fees, and fuel money!

Andy, quickly give me a large dose of painkillers, I need to cool off!

Then, until leak-proof Cotton-padded Jacket dragged Su Huai away to play the piano, he hadn’t cooled off, curled up on the sofa exuding an air of melancholy.

The only thing that could console him was...

Su Huai probably wouldn’t accept it.

The kid had some backbone and know-how; he’d make jokes, but he wouldn’t really take it.

Those two big toys would be mine sooner or later!

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Wow, can you guys argue about anything?

I have a double major in Economics and Finance, battling in the brokerages, investment banks, commercial K clubs... cough cough, in short, I learned Western knowledge, talked Western logic, the circle is either red wine or whiskey, by all rights, I should be the most motivated to defend the superiority of Western culture.

But the increasingly obvious fact in the past ten years is that the Western approach clearly isn’t working.

Our own stuff can work, but to move forward, we must resist the entire "outside world."

So, is it important how much truth or falsehood lies within Western history?

Actually, it’s not important at all, what’s important is to overthrow the authority of the Western narrative—what you used to say we believed, from now on, you shut up, listen to me.

This is the inevitable process of power transition and a necessary struggle to prove the advancement of our civilization.

The external manifestation is a multi-dimensional struggle for the right to speak, how many loopholes and ambiguities there are is not necessary to scrutinize in detail, as long as the general direction is correct, there’s no problem.

When it was time to write about Zhang Lin’s great debate, I really wanted to write it, but it was hard to publish it at that time, and now I’m too lazy to chew over last night’s dinner.

But my stance has been consistent—

Western narratives have long entered a dead end where they can’t justify themselves, when we were weak, nodding along with a pinched nose was totally fine, but now that we’ve come to this level of confrontation, if we don’t rise up, when will we?

This is an issue of public opinion, an issue of stance, an issue of national identity, and definitely not an academic one.

To uphold the legality, legitimacy, and historical inevitability of our Chinese nation standing tall once again at the pinnacle of the world, personally, I still prefer to consider things from a national perspective.

And don’t think there’s anything wrong with this approach, the entire West is also moving towards populism, we as ordinary people and citizens, might as well be combatants.

In any case, no matter how many times my book is reported, how many people abandon the book because of certain biases, my patriotic tune has never changed nor is there any need to bow down for a little grain.

In the end, I’m still not well, talked a bit much today, that’s all.