CHAPTER 629: CHAPTER 629: MY FAMILY REALLY NEEDS THIS MONEY!

In the past, Ding Wei would have defiantly barged into the room and gone to sleep, but tonight, he sneaked Ding’s mother into the room, shut the door, and looked at her with ecstasy, "Mom! I won the grand prize! It’s twenty thousand yuan! Twenty thousand yuan! Give me your passbook account number, and I’ll transfer it to someone tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, Ding’s mother was clearly incredulous, "What grand prize? Weiwei, haven’t you been deceived?" Or, are you trying to squander our family’s savings again to go online?

"No! This event was hosted by that big star, Su Qianxun, who played Hong Xiu! I just participated casually and I can’t believe I really won a computer, so I asked them to convert it into cash!" Ding Wei exclaimed excitedly.

Emperor Ming, too, was a show Ding’s mother had seen a bit of at the neighbor’s house. She only remembered that the female star was particularly beautiful.

Still, Ding’s mother remained skeptical.

Seeing this, Ding Wei directly said, "Then can you just give me the remittance account number? I’ll tell them first thing tomorrow morning. They said they would transfer the money within 48 hours! You’ll know if it’s true or not in a couple of days!"

Hearing this and knowing that Weiwei did not know the passbook password, Ding’s mother nodded and said, "Alright then."

She then went to the top of the large cabinet in the house and took down a thin passbook.

Ding Wei glanced at it and only then realized that the family only had one thousand and nine yuan in savings.

Memories of Ding’s mother selling vegetables involuntarily popped into his mind. Ding Wei looked at her and earnestly said, "Mom, I will never go to the internet café again. Don’t worry, I will study hard and not disappoint you!"

Ding’s mother was stunned for a moment. What had gotten into Weiwei?

But no matter what, it was good to know he had realized his mistakes.

"Good! Mom believes in you. Our Weiwei is the best," Ding’s mother said with a smile.

...

The next morning, Ding Wei went to the internet café, looked around cautiously, picked a secluded computer, logged onto the internet, and then went onto the website to send his remittance account number to customer service.

"Please make sure it’s done as quickly as possible, my family really needs this money!" Ding Wei messaged.

Seeing this, the customer service quickly replied, "Please rest assured, we will do it as soon as possible, and we will notify you after the remittance!"

"Alright, thank you!" Ding Wei responded hastily.

Afterwards, he pretended to play a game for a while, then logged off and went home.

Meanwhile, the customer service checked the remittance account address provided by Ding Wei, found out it was a remote small town, and quickly went downstairs to the bank to transfer the money.

At that time, customer service, Rong Yu, Su Qianxun, and others did not yet know that this child would, years later, stick to his dream of entering the gaming industry and become the design director of a renowned domestic gaming website, making this website a leader in local games.

In a previous life, when Ding Wei hadn’t won this money, after seeing his mother laboring to raise him into adulthood, he had worked as a game trainer to lessen the family’s burden, and then was noticed by a gaming website and brought into the company.

But by then, his mother had already worn out her health, which was something the Ding Wei of that time regretted and blamed himself for all his life.

But now, with this money, the situation might change.

And this meant that Ding Wei would forever be grateful to one person—Su Qianxun!

...

At this moment, Qianxun was still unaware of this little episode.

For her now, Ding Wei was just one of the lucky thousand.

Right now, she was digesting a book she had copied while saying to Ruan Mianmian, "Mianmian, have you finished writing the press release?"