warm home

"Muge, are you going home tonight?"

"Mmm."

"Why don't you stay and have a drink with me tonight?"

Muge shook his head:

"You should have told me earlier. I've already promised my mom, and she's gone shopping for groceries now. How about next time?"

Wang Wei looked at Muge with envy:

"Wow, it's so good to live close to home. I can't even imagine it."

Muge patted Wang Wei on the shoulder with a smile.

"My friend, take my advice and give up the idea of buying a house in Hangzhou. Hurry up and buy one in Ningcheng instead. You'll become a Ningcheng resident sooner or later!"

Wang Wei pursed his lips and looked unhappy:

"Muge, do you really think I can afford to buy a house? Am I that kind of person?"

"Brother, you can't underestimate yourself!"

Wang Wei smiled but didn't say anything. He was really envious of Muge now.

Muge was from Zhejiang province, his family was well-off, and he had two apartments in the main urban area of Ningcheng. Wang Wei had visited once, and the apartment was huge, over 150 square meters.

Working in Hangzhou with a high income, and being able to go home every weekend... This kind of life was something Wang Wei could only dream of.

Although Muge couldn't compare to those wealthy second-generation rich kids, it had to be said that Muge's life was also something many people aspired to.

And he was also very capable.

Later, the two of them took the elevator down to the underground garage and chatted for a while before parting ways. Wang Wei drove off in his Honda Accord, while Muge walked to his car.

His ride was a black Mercedes-Benz E300, fully loaded!

It was a versatile car that could be used for both business receptions and private use.

Muge had bought this car with his own money after working at the company for half a year and encountering his first bull market.

He felt a sense of accomplishment about this car.

After all, being able to buy such a car after only working for half a year was already considered outstanding among his peers.

Very soon, Muge directly started the car, drove out of the underground parking lot, and headed straight for the highway.

Both Hangcheng and Ningcheng are cities in Zhejiang Province.

Hangcheng is the provincial capital, while Ningcheng is a sub-provincial city and a nationally designated city with independent planning status.

Hangcheng is mainly focused on the internet and financial industries, with many companies at the forefront of society.

Ningcheng, on the other hand, relies heavily on foreign trade, thanks to its world-leading port throughput.

Once on the highway, Muge drove recklessly, enjoying the immersive driving experience provided by the Burmester sound system in his Mercedes.

Two hours later, Muge arrived at his own residential complex in Ningcheng. After getting out of the car, he took a box of Penfolds red wine that he had bought the last time from the trunk and headed upstairs.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his father sitting in the living room fiddling with his phone. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, Muge's father looked up and his face lit up with delight.

"Oh, my son is back! What did you buy this time?" he asked.

"Just some red wine, Dad. I noticed that the wine cabinet was empty the last time I came back, so I bought a box of Penfolds," Muge replied.

"Great, let's have a glass with your mom tonight," Muge's father said, his eyes brightening.

"Sure, sounds good. Where's Mom?" Muge asked.

Muge's father couldn't help but feel a little jealous when he heard Muge ask about his mother right away.

"Always mom, mom, is there no dad anymore?" he teased.

Muge was taken aback by his father's words and asked, "Does that mean Tongtong is back?"

Tongtong was Muge's younger sister, who was currently a freshman at Hangcheng University of Finance and Economics.

"No, that girl is too busy with college now and rarely comes home," Muge's father replied.

"Oh, I see. So where's Mom?" Muge asked again.

Muge's father rolled his eyes and said, "I swear, you and Tongtong are like two white-eyed wolves. You only know your mother and forget about your poor old dad as soon as you come home."

Just then, Muge's mother emerged from the kitchen holding a spatula. "Stop talking nonsense. How could our children not be our own? It's only natural for them to be closer to their mother," she said.

Muge smiled at his mother and agreed, "That's right, Mom. Dad is always closer to Grandma too, so he can't blame us for being closer to you."

Muge's father couldn't help but laugh at his son's cheeky response. "Alright, alright, you win. Now help me finish the last dish in the kitchen," he said, getting up to go to the kitchen.

Soon, the last dish was ready and the family sat down to enjoy a hearty meal. Knowing that Muge was coming home, his parents had prepared six dishes and one soup, all of which were his favorites.

As they ate, Muge's mother couldn't help but ask, "Son, how much did you earn last month?"

Muge chuckled and said, "Mom, do you really have to ask?"

"Just tell me," she insisted.

"Fine, I'll tell you. It was over 1 million yuan," he revealed.

Muge's parents were taken aback by the large sum but quickly recovered. "Wow, that's a lot! Our son is really doing well," Muge's father praised.

Taking advantage of his wife's good mood, Muge's father quickly got up, sneakily grabbed a bottle of red wine, opened it, and poured a glass for himself.

"Son, you've done well, let's celebrate!"

So Mug Ba poured three glasses of red wine, one for each of them.

Mug Ma took the wine from Mug Ba with a sneer and said,

"I'll forgive you this time for our son's sake!"

Mug Ba smiled awkwardly.

"Baby, you earned 400,000 more this month than last month, how did you do it?"

"The market has been good recently, and I made some money by catching a small bull run!"

Mug Ba and Mug Ma were extremely happy to hear this, as no parents would dislike their child's abilities.

When Muge first started working and earned 50,000 from an initial 5,000, the old couple were overjoyed that their child had not been raised in vain.

"Son, you're still young and have so much money. What if you don't learn from the right people?"

"Yes, son, the outside world is full of temptations. It's not good to have so much money on you."

Mug Ba echoed from the side.

Muge smiled and looked at the old couple:

"So what do you suggest?"

"Mom means that you should let me keep it for you, put it in the bank, and let it grow."

Muge took a bite of rice and said,

"Mom and Dad, I work in finance, so I know where to put my money. I've invested it all in the stock market."

After hearing this, his parents didn't try to persuade him anymore.

Indeed, their son worked in finance and would surely know better than them how to make money grow.

The three of them chatted for a while longer.

Then Muge went back to his room, enjoying the warm atmosphere of his home.