As Chen Mo spoke, he began listing all the money he had earned over the past year: his pay and ending-theme fee from Emperor Wu of Han: The Young Emperor, his pay from The Three Kingdoms: Eastern Wu and Diary of Time, endorsement fees from several advertisements, and the money he had made in the stock market over the past few months...
"All told, it should be more than seventy million," Chen Mo said uncertainly. "And that doesn't even include the box-office dividends after Diary of Time is released. Anyway, our family isn't short of money now. Didn't you two always say that once you make money, you should buy property, land, and start a real business? What if we leave it all in the stock market and lose everything by accident?"
Father Chen and Mother Chen had never expected Chen Mo to have earned so much money. They stared at him in shock, only to be frightened by his next words.
Mother Chen nearly failed to catch her breath. Clutching her chest, she cried, "Oh dear... If it all gets lost, wouldn't that mean tens of millions just go down the drain?"
"Exactly!" Chen Mo nodded and talked Father Chen and Mother Chen into it. "We can't keep all the money in the stock market. We have to do something with it. But aside from acting and trading stocks, I don't really know how to do anything else. I'm afraid of being scammed if I invest in other people, since we don't know each other well. Why not invest in Dad's restaurant instead? Besides, Dad has run restaurants for so many years. Don't you want to turn it into a chain, with franchises? Expand into cities all over the country?"
What man didn't want to build a career? Father