258: Chapter 258 The truth comes out: Your son is a billionaire.

"Dad, Mom, how is it? Are you getting used to living in this house?"

"It's good, everything is good. Technology nowadays is truly amazing. You basically don't have to do anything in this house; the machines do it all for you! You have to wonder, what will people even be needed for in the future?"

Zhao Xiaoshuai smiled. Although his parents' home looked unassuming, the interior was filled with the latest home appliances, mostly integrated with AI intelligence and highly automated.

"As long as you're used to it, that's all that matters."

"Dad, this is the Tao'erhe you love to drink. I bought you a whole case."

Father Zhao immediately picked up a bottle, opened it, and took a sniff. "This is the taste! I can't get used to those ridiculously expensive wines you buy for me; it has to be this one!"

"Mom, this is the Clivia you like best. I managed to get you a rare variety."

Mother Zhao held a pot of very beautiful Clivia, unable to put it down. "I really haven't seen one like this before."

The two elders were happy for a while before Father Zhao spoke first: "Tell us, what trouble did you cause this time?"

"I'm a grown man now, what kind of trouble could I possibly cause?"

"Don't I know you? You've been like this since you were a kid. Whenever you caused trouble, you'd come home to butter up your mother and me so we wouldn't have the heart to beat you when the time came."

"Hehe, my dad knows me best!"

"You brat, I know exactly what you're up to the moment you open your mouth. Hurry up and say it while your mother and I are still in a good mood."

"Actually, it's nothing much. It's just that in a few days, I want to bring my girlfriend home for you two to meet."

"Wenwen? It seems like we haven't seen her for a while."

"Not Wenwen."

"What!? You broke up with Wenwen? When did this happen? Wenwen is such a good girl, what are you dissatisfied with..."

Before his parents could finish their barrage of questions, Zhao Xiaoshuai silently added, "I didn't break up with Wenwen."

The two elders' brains glitched for a moment. "You brat, you're two-timing!?"

Father Zhao slammed the table, unbuckled his belt, and unleashed a lightning-fast five-whip strike. "I, Zhao Liren, don't have a son as worthless as you!"

"Dad, Dad, wait a minute, I'm not two-timing!"

"What, is there more to it? Go ahead and tell me, I want to see how you're going to squirm out of this!"

"Uh, actually, right now I have... one, two, three, four... six girlfriends, and there's another one I'm currently seeing, so in a while, it might be seven..."

"You rebellious son! Are you trying to kill me with anger?!"

After taking a dozen solid hits to let his father vent his anger, Zhao Xiaoshuai continued: "Dad, you actually agreed to this!"

"Nonsense! How could I have agreed to that?"

Zhao Xiaoshuai took out his phone and played a recording.

"Hey, you brat, still arguing with me. Fine, fine, go earn it. If you earn that much money, never mind girls seven, eight, or ten years younger, even if you find two, I won't care."

At the time, Zhao Xiaoshuai had jokingly said he was recording it, but in fact, he really had recorded it.

Listening to his own voice, Father Zhao thought for a long time before remembering when he had said it.

"That was just a joke! Besides, have you actually earned that much money?"

Zhao Xiaoshuai smiled slightly. As long as they followed the rhythm he had arranged, they would be hooked. This time, he wanted to solve both problems at once.

Subsequently, he began to talk at length about his numerous businesses, slightly exaggerating them.

His parents listened as if they were hearing a tall tale.

"Hengtian, you've heard of it, right?"

"Hengtian's buildings are everywhere in the streets and alleys, who hasn't heard of it?"

"If nothing goes wrong, in a few days, Hengtian will belong to your son."

"What? I've heard that Hengtian Group is worth tens of billions! Son, where did you earn that much money?"

"That's called market capitalization, and it's not tens of billions. But your mother is right, where did you get so much money? Even robbing a bank wouldn't get you that much, would it?"

Zhao Xiaoshuai silently grabbed the belt from his father's hand and said slowly:

"Dad, do you remember when I was in high school, there was a time your secret stash of money went missing? You blamed Mother Zhao for confiscating it, and you two ended up having a fight."

"It seems there was such an incident."

"Actually, I secretly took that money and used it all to buy bitcoin, and I sold it recently."

This part was actually true, though at the time, Zhao Xiaoshuai had secretly gone online with his classmates, and they had eaten a big meal afterward.

"bitcoin? I think I've heard of it, but it was only worth a hundred or two hundred yuan, how much could you possibly make from that?"

Zhao Xiaoshuai, having planned this, presented the prices from the two points in time and did a simple calculation.

"So you mean, less than two hundred yuan back then sold for hundreds of millions now?"

"Yes. Not long after I broke up, I suddenly remembered this thing I bought many years ago. After finding a special channel to sell it, I got my first pot of gold, then started many businesses. Now, your son is a genuine billionaire!"

Although the two elders were still finding it hard to believe, after this transition period, they had already changed their impression of their son from a small office worker to a small business owner who had made some money.

Now, it was just that the business was a bit big and the money earned was a bit much, but logically, there was no problem.

But in reality, they still found it hard to believe.

After all, could such a huge stroke of luck really fall upon their ordinary family?

Zhao Xiaoshuai then showed his parents the news articles about him.

"I am now a prominent entrepreneur in the city. If you don't believe my words, would the government lie to you too?"

In the minds of the two elders, the credibility of the government was still very high. Zhao Xiaoshuai explained a bunch until his mouth was dry, and only then did they fully believe it.

"But, son, Dad was just joking at the time. With you finding so many women like this, how sad must Wenwen be!"

"Dad, Mom, Wenwen has known about all these things for a long time."

"She's known for a long time!?"

"Yes, all of my women are with me on the basis of tacitly accepting this matter."

Of course, Zhao Xiaoshuai didn't mention Zou Luyao, the only one who hadn't agreed to this yet.

"This, this, all these girls agreed?"

"Yes, the times are different now; young people are more open-minded."

Anyway, there was a generation gap, so Zhao Xiaoshuai could brag however he wanted.

"No wonder you were so dead set against getting married, so that's what you were waiting for!"

Father Zhao was still digesting this massive amount of information. The joy of sudden wealth mixed with his son's complicated romantic relationships left him feeling conflicted, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mother Zhao couldn't understand it either, but since she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it. She focused on something else: "Son, when will Mom be able to hold a grandson?"

"Wenwen is already pregnant, and another one is pregnant too. You'll be able to hold your grandson very soon."

Mother Zhao was satisfied. Although Father Zhao was still struggling, it was clear he didn't know what to say either.

Because at this moment, Zhao Xiaoshuai began to pull up gossip news about various wealthy tycoons to show his parents, proving to them that he was not an isolated case.

Once people have money, who doesn't keep a second, third, fourth, or fifth mistress?