Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

After listening to this long string of words, Yang Fan suddenly felt enlightened.

The previous sense of confusion about the unknown has disappeared, replaced by a clear goal.

Five hundred thousand was just a small fraction of his savings, well within his means.

It would satisfy his desire to "return home in glory" without going too far and causing trouble.

"Okay! Brother Der, thank you for your suggestion! I'll take your advice and focus on checking out the Mercedes-Benz E-Class!" Yang Fan smiled and thanked him sincerely.

"Hey, that's right! Wishing you a smooth car delivery and a Happy New Year, bro!" Der said with a grin. "So, we've got one offline fan now?"

"Thank you, Brother Der!" Yang Fan thanked him again and then ended the call.

Yang Fan leaned against the soft headboard of the hotel bed and let out a long sigh of relief. He felt completely at ease.

What Der gave him was not just advice on buying a car, but more like a short but profound life lesson.

If you suddenly have money, how should you spend it?

How should we deal with the potential changes that may result from this?

Is it better to squander money to satisfy vanity, or to rationally plan and protect wealth?

Clearly, Der's suggestion is the latter.

This undoubtedly serves as a wake-up call for those who are getting carried away.

"That's right... Money should be spent wisely and held securely," Yang Fan muttered to himself. He had developed a good impression of Der, feeling that this streamer was indeed quite capable and not just trying to attract attention.

After thinking about it, he decided to express his gratitude.

He opened the gift list and saw the most expensive one, "Carnival," which cost 3000 yuan. He originally wanted to give one, but felt it was a bit too ostentatious.

My gaze drifted down and I saw "Douyin No. 1," worth 1000 yuan.

"This will do; as long as the meaning is conveyed, it's fine."

He recharged his account, selected "Douyin No. 1", and clicked "gift".

Suddenly, a cool rocket launch effect appeared on the live stream screen.

[User "Sailing Forward" has gifted a "Douyin No. 1" x1!]

Der was talking to the next fan when he saw the gift effect and immediately interrupted with a smile:

"Wow! Thank you so much to my buddy Yangfanqihang for the Douyin No. 1! You're so thoughtful! Thanks again! Wishing you a speedy delivery of your car and a safe journey!"

The public chat was filled with comments like "Big Brother is so generous," "Thank you, Big Brother, for giving Brother Der an extra chicken leg," and "May good people have a peaceful life."

Yang Fan smiled knowingly as he looked at the comments. Without lingering any longer, he left the live stream.

The next step is to actually look at and buy a car.

Yang Fan was getting ready to change into something more presentable when his phone suddenly rang.

It wasn't a ringtone, but a WeChat video call invitation. Two words appeared on the screen: "Mom."

Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

At this time of day, Mom rarely initiates video calls unless it's something urgent.

He took a deep breath, composed himself, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Mom," Yang Fan tried to make his voice sound cheerful.

My mother's familiar face appeared on the phone screen, with the background being the renovated but still simple living room of our home.

She was wearing reading glasses and leaned very close, her face showing a hint of fatigue and even more anticipation.

"Fanfan," her mother's voice came through the receiver, warm and familiar with her hometown accent.

"What are you doing? Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate, Mom. I... I'm on a business trip today and staying at a hotel," Yang Fan lied.

"Oh, a business trip? My son, you must be tired." The mother nodded, but her eyes were somewhat unfocused, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

She was silent for a few seconds, then finally spoke, her voice even softer:

"Fanfan... are you... coming back for Chinese New Year this year?"

The question was asked cautiously, with a clear sense of anticipation mixed with apprehension at not daring to have too much hope.

Yang Fan felt a sharp pang in his heart, and bitterness and guilt instantly overwhelmed his excitement at having just made money.

Last year, the year before... he always used lame excuses like "being busy with work," "not being able to buy tickets," and "rushing to complete projects" to get by.

He still clearly remembers the voices of his parents on the other end of the phone, who were more and more disappointed each time, yet still forced to say "work is important" and "take care of your health."

"Yes! Mom, I will definitely come back this year!" Yang Fan replied immediately, his tone resolute and without the slightest hesitation.

On the screen, the mother's eyes visibly brightened, and the wrinkles on her face seemed to smooth out a bit:

"real?"

"Yes! Really!"

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back... Mom missed you so much, and your dad keeps talking about it even though he doesn't say it."

She paused, seemingly relieved, but her brows quickly furrowed again, making her appear somewhat troubled.

"Fanfan..." The mother's voice was even lower, tinged with a hint of embarrassment and difficulty in speaking:

"Mom... Mom wants to ask you something, are you financially well-off?"

Yang Fan's heart tightened.

Based on his understanding of his parents, he knew they would never ask him for money unless something had happened at home.

"Mom, tell me, is something wrong at home? Do you need money? Just tell me how much you need, I have some here!" Yang Fan's tone became urgent.

"No, no, Fanfan, Mom isn't asking you for money," Mom quickly waved her hand, her face slightly flushed.

"Is that so...didn't we renovate our old house this year?"

"You're not getting any younger, and you'll eventually have to get married, so our house can't be too shabby."

"Your dad and I invested all our savings and cleaned everything up inside and out... Now we're a little short on cash."

She sighed, her voice even lower:

"It just so happens that your sister Xiaoya's school is on winter break, but she didn't go straight home. She said she wants to find some part-time jobs here during the winter break and also learn some software to prepare for her internship next year."

"She's studying design, and a computer is so important to her. Her old laptop is so slow that it lags when drawing and can't run new software at all, which is affecting her studies."

"Your dad and I are thinking of getting her a better one... but we really can't come up with that much money right now. So we were wondering if you could... buy your sister a computer first, if you have the funds?"

"When your dad gets his wages from his job next spring, Mom will transfer them to you."

The mother spoke haltingly, each word revealing her helplessness at not wanting to trouble her son, yet having no other choice.

She had even already decided on a deadline for "repaying the money".