Mom directly tapped the top of Su Xi's head with the tip of her chopsticks, "Mountain Ghost, still a savage!"
Su Xi stuck out her tongue, not daring to say more.
At this moment, Su Hang coughed dryly, "I'll go into the mountains tomorrow to take a look."
"What are you going into the mountains for?" Mom heard and lightly frowned.
"Mom, I don't believe in any Mountain Ghosts either. Don't worry, I'll just go into the mountains to look around and find something. I've learned a few cooking skills in the provincial capital, and I'll show you tomorrow," Su Hang said.
"Hey, kid, you've only been in the provincial capital for a few days, and you've already learned to cook?" Uncle Three was somewhat surprised. In his memory, this kid could only light fires and boil water.
"There's a lot you don't know," Su Hang subconsciously showed off.
This made Dad think of something. His eyes fixed on Su Hang, becoming stern, "Xiao Hang, you tell me honestly, where did the money you sent back the other day come from?"
As soon as he said this, the atmosphere at the dinner table changed. Everyone's eyes turned to Su Hang.
It was just a few ten thousand yuan, but it caused such a big fuss. Su Hang could only smile bitterly. If he sent more money home, they would probably have a full-scale trial.
However, Su Hang was well-prepared. He calmly recounted what he had prepared, and everyone at the table was somewhat stunned.
"Wait a minute!" As soon as Su Hang finished, Uncle Three quickly interrupted, his eyes fixed on Su Hang, "You said that Jiuding asked you to help research a technology and prepaid you over a million?"
Dad and Mom might not have heard of Jiuding, but Uncle Three, who often traveled outside, couldn't possibly not have heard of it. He naturally knew how massive the Jiuding Group was. Su Hang saying that Jiuding asked him to help with research was quite surprising. This was really a big boast.
Faced with Uncle Three's questioning, Su Hang nodded lightly, not showing any fear, "To be precise, that technology was developed by our dean. Jiuding wants that technology, but it has some flaws. Our dean gave me a test to fix it and compete with one of his students. Whoever completes it first will get the patent. Jiuding bet on me and prepaid me over a million. If I get the patent and authorize it to them, it won't just be this much money."
Everyone was stunned.
Uncle Three, who was already sober, reached out and touched Su Hang's forehead, "Tell me, are you drunk? Or am I?"
Su Hang was speechless.
"Who is Jiuding? Are they very rich?" Mom suddenly asked.
As soon as she said this, Uncle Three couldn't help but laugh. Just as he was about to answer, his younger sister Su Xi spoke up, "Mom, Jiuding isn't a person, it's a group company, a super large company, ranked very high globally, and very rich."
"Are you saying it's all true?" Dad stared at Su Hang. He knew his son well and could tell if he was lying.
Su Hang's words were ninety percent true, so he naturally spoke without blushing or stammering, "Of course it's true. The Jiuding Chengdu representative was supposed to come back with me, but she had some last-minute issues, so she couldn't make it. I have her business card. If you don't believe me, you can call and ask."
As he said this, Su Hang took out the business card Xue Xuan had given him. Dad didn't look at it, but Uncle Three did.
"You've only been in the provincial capital for a few days. How could a big company like that ask you to help with research?" Su Youhua didn't really believe it. Although Su Hang didn't seem to be lying, he thought about it and realized that Su Hang had to retake his college entrance exams three times. He had only been in college for two months. What merit did he have to be noticed by a big company?
"How do you talk to your son like that?"
Dad's words made Mom unhappy. Was he belittling her son? Her protective instincts kicked in, and she glared at Dad.
Su Hang said, "I don't know how to explain it to you. Maybe it's a case of accumulated effort leading to a breakthrough. My academic performance in college is outstanding, so our dean chose me. Dad, you have our counselor's phone number, right? She knows about this. You can call and ask her."
Dad, without a word, immediately took out his phone and called Liu Guifen. He really needed to get to the bottom of this.
...
After a moment, Dad hung up the phone, and his expression had changed.
"How is it?" Everyone at the table stared at Su Youhua, waiting for his answer.
"True." Su Youhua was dazed, and only managed to say two words.
"Wow!"
Everyone was quite surprised. Since the counselor confirmed it, it must be true. Everyone's eyes turned to Su Hang. This kid, who had been like an old ox pulling a cart in high school and had been laughed at in the village for retaking his exams three times, now had such abilities in college?
Was it really a case of accumulated effort leading to a breakthrough?
"I told you, my son is definitely special," Mom was very proud, her face beaming with pride.
Dad suddenly glared, "They've been paying you for so many years, and you don't stay in Chengdu to do research, but come back home? Why?"
Su Youhua was a man of principles. In his view, if you promised to do something, you should do your best to fulfill it, especially when the other party had given so much money. Although he didn't know what Su Hang had that made them interested, since Su Hang had taken their money, he should do his best to complete the task. Otherwise, he would be no different from a fraud.
Now, Su Hang had come home to play, which made Su Youhua quite angry.
The atmosphere became heavy. It was clear that Su Youhua was really angry. Uncle Three, Su Youqiang, coughed dryly, about to smooth things over, but Su Hang spoke up.
"Dad, that technology research isn't a big deal for me. I came back to relax and clear my mind. In a few days, I'll go back, and the technology should be completed without any issues," Su Hang said.
"Right, right, right. Su Hang is working on high technology, so he can't just research all the time. A few months ago, didn't a painter from a county come here to gather inspiration? He said something, what was it? 'Closed-door collaboration'? Right, closed-door collaboration is no good."
"Uncle Three, it's 'closed-door creation'!"
Su Hang couldn't help but laugh, and Su Xi burst out laughing, making Uncle Three, Su Youqiang, even more confused.