Chapter 37 How Did You Talk to Your Son?

"Huan, why did you think of calling me today?"

Yang Wenfeng guessed the reason in his heart, but he pretended not to say it, and he asked the boy to speak by himself.

Don't make it seem like I owe you money every time you reach out to Lao Tzu for money.

"Oh, nothing, it's the same thing. You said you want to invest in my company. Now the company has added a few more businesses, and you need to invest more money." Yang Huan said it confidently over the phone.

"How many businesses have you invested in?" Yang Wenfeng was a little surprised.

It's only been a few days since he arrived in the UK, how much business has he already invested?

Bought four limited-edition Aston Martins, acquired Southampton, acquired a Chinese restaurant, invested in a brand new training base in Southampton, then recruited, and now, invests in new businesses ?

My God, my heart can't take it!

Is this precious son planning to smash all his belongings in the UK?

Yang Baoping and Yang Huan's grandmother and mother were all on the side. After listening to Yang Wenfeng's words, they were very curious. Grandpa Yang Baoping even wanted to grab Yang Wenfeng's mobile phone and ask carefully.

"Say, what do you want to invest in?" Yang Wenfeng asked breathlessly.

"It's nothing, I just feel that life is a bit boring. I want to invest in a company, make a few games and software, and release them for free, so that more people can come and play with me. The investment is not too much, 10 or 20 million should be enough."

"Ten or 20 million? Renminbi?" Yang Wenfeng felt a little better.

But Yang Huan's answer almost suffocated him.

"GBP!"

"One or two million pounds? And it's free, just because you're bored and want to find some people to play with you?"

Yang Wenfeng lost his voice, and his voice became louder, "You are too stupid!"

Everyone in the Yang family hall also paid attention, especially Yang Huan's mother, she was afraid that her son would make Laozi unhappy.

Yang Baoping snorted twice, "Who are you talking about? How did you talk to your son?"

What Yang Wenfeng is most afraid of is the old Communist Party member's father. This kind of fear has been there since he was a child, and he can't change it when he gets older.

"Anyway, let me think about it." Yang Wenfeng said to his son on the phone.

He felt that he should think about it carefully, should he continue to allow his son to act so recklessly outside?

Do you really think your family owns a bank? Can you print money yourself?

"Well, you can think about it." But Yang Huan on the other side of the phone seemed very calm, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't agree, I will mortgage Southampton to the bank, and I can still get a loan, but I just ask you to invest. No need to pay interest.”

"I..." Yang Wenfeng wanted to scold his mother after hearing this.

How can I say that the difference between my biological father and the bank is just because I ask my father for money without paying interest?

If I gave birth to you and raised you, is it only a little better than the bank?

But with his wife and father on the side, he had to endure it.

Seeing him like this, Yang Baoping sighed in his heart and stretched out his hand, "I've never seen a father like you, give it to me, I'll tell Ah Huan."

Yang Wenfeng angrily handed the phone to his father.

Yang Baoping reached out and grabbed the phone,

He leaned close to his ear and asked with a chuckle, "Huan, are you bored over there?"

"It's not boring, Grandpa, but I'm suddenly interested in making a few games."

Yang Baoping still laughed, "Then why is it free? Is it worth it?"

"It's free? It's a bastard if you don't take advantage of it. Who doesn't like taking advantage of it? It's free, everyone will come to take advantage of you. The more people who come, the more fun you have to play?"

To be honest, it's a bit of a fool to rush for money.

Yang Baoping listened, hummed, and nodded, "That's right, the more people there are, the more fun it will be."

After a short pause, he made a decision on the spot, "Okay, leave your father alone, I support you!"

"Okay, thank you grandpa!" After saying that, Yang Huan happily hung up the phone.

Yang Wenfeng didn't understand, "Dad, why do you always let him mess around?"

Yang Baoping sighed and pointed at his son, "You, you, the older you live, the more stubborn you are, listen to what Ah Huan said, the more people are free, the more people there are, and everyone is rushing to take advantage of it, what do you think? Is it still cheap?"

Yang Wenfeng was concerned and messed up. As soon as his father said that, he was woken up immediately.

"I participated in a Longhai Entrepreneurs Forum before, and many people mentioned smartphone games. It is said that the total share of Apple Store for developers has exceeded one billion US dollars, and the scale is still increasing rapidly. Many young entrepreneurs are choose to develop into this field.”

Having said this, Yang Wenfeng looked at his father, "Dad, do you think Ah Huan is interested in this market?"

"I don't know if it will be, but I know that Shi Yuzhu made gold in the online game market for free." Although Yang Baoping is old, he has not been unable to keep up with the times.

"I think, since Ah Huan is interested, let him try it out. Young people, there is time to try it out. Whether it is successful or not can be said, but this spirit of courage to try is something that no amount of money can buy. arrived."

Hearing this, Yang Wenfeng felt ashamed and had to admit that at least in terms of educating his children, he was inferior to his father.

"By the way, Lao Zhuang called from Kyoto a few days ago, and he mentioned Ah Huan while chatting. He said that he had seen Ah Huan several times in the newspaper recently and wanted to know about the situation. He heard that Lao Zhuang's granddaughter was also there. Study in the UK.”

Yang Wenfeng opened his eyes when he heard it, "Dad, shouldn't you..."

"Go, do the two of us old guys look like such feudal people? How can young people of this age expect them to follow the words of their parents and matchmakers? Isn't this a joke?"

Yang Wenfeng was relieved when he heard it, because he was afraid that these two old comrades in arms would suddenly want to have a kiss.

He knows better than anyone else his son's reputation in Longhai City over the past few years, and he also knows very well that the reputation of the Zhuang family's granddaughter in Kyoto is very different. The thresholds have been stepped on, what dignitaries and nobles have no relatives? But the Zhuang family girl didn't even notice.

In Yang Wenfeng's view, this precious son of his is uncertain, he just needs to marry someone who is gentle and virtuous, and does not need to be too outstanding. The most important thing is to know how to take care of people and be diligent and thrifty.

"Don't worry, Wen Feng, the granddaughter of their banker is good and outstanding, but our Ah Huan is not bad. I can see that this kid has grown a lot recently. You, give him more opportunities and wait for him to break through. Now that he has his own business, the old dealer wants to marry us and let them come to the door.”

Speaking of this, Yang Baoping couldn't help but laugh, but he was looking forward to the scene when Lao Zhuang came to ask for a kiss.

This old man usually dragged his baby granddaughter like 3,500,000 to 80,000, which just dampened his spirit.

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Huang Ying held a bag of design drawings in both hands and stood at the gate of the University of Southampton pretty.

Wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a long-sleeved knitted sweater of milk tea color, she has straight black hair, bangs slanted on the two willow eyebrows, and a pair of tender eyes and a nose like jade. As well as the slightly pursed, rosy lips like the arc of the moon.

Last year, the University of Southampton held a school flower selection. As a result, she was elected as an international student with a high vote, which is undisputed.

This also made her famous in the whole school overnight. Everyone knows that there is such a number one person in the engineering school.

Standing at the gate of the school, Huang Ying is very unaccustomed to seeing all kinds of eyes from the male and female classmates who come and go, admiring, coveting, envious, or jealous. If she has a choice, she would rather hide In the library, reading quietly.

A red Ferrari convertible roared from a distance and quickly braked in front of Huang Ying.

Accompanied by a harsh sound created by the intense friction between the tires and the asphalt road, the car stopped steadily, successfully attracting the attention of everyone in the audience.

"Hi, Ying, where are you going? I'll take you off!" A handsome British young man sat in the car and stood up from the driver's seat.

Huang Ying knew him, but did not answer, she shook her head, took a step back, and lowered her head slightly.

"Refuse? It's okay, I'll wait for you!" said the British young man with a smile.

He was really waiting there, looking at Huang Ying with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He had been paying attention to this Chinese student for a long time.

She is very special. Unlike many female students who are eager to find a foreign boyfriend, after she came to the University of Southampton, she rarely saw him outside, usually in the dormitory, classroom, library, especially the library.

Everyone at the University of Southampton knew that if they wanted to see her, they would go to the library and wait.

I heard that her family is not very good, and her family owns a Chinese restaurant, and I don't know where it is.

Huang Ying couldn't stand a little bit, being stared at like this, she always felt as if a thorn was stabbing herself, which was awkward and uncomfortable.

A few minutes later, a black Volkswagen pulled up slowly from a distance and stopped behind the Ferrari.

A middle-aged British driver got out of the car, "I'm sorry, Miss Huang, I'm late."

Huang Ying pursed her lips, shook her head gently, and walked up without speaking.

The young British man sitting on the Ferrari sneered, Volkswagen...

"Miss Zhang said, let me take you directly to see the young master, she has something to do." The driver ran over and opened the rear door for her.

When Huang Ying heard this, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down.

She doesn't like meeting strangers very much, especially the young master Yang Huan, who has been talking a lot in recent days, and has often seen in newspapers and on the Internet. Although there are no photos on the Internet or in the newspapers, she unconsciously took this into consideration. The young master Yang Huan is associated with the image of a wealthy young master who spends a lot of money.

In many idol dramas and TV dramas, the actors of this playboy are often very sad.

Although she didn't have much contact with Zhang Ning, the two knew each other a bit. From some of her words and actions, she could sense that Sister Zhang Ning seemed to be forced to be with this Young Master Yang Huan with her keen sixth sense. Together.

This undoubtedly deepened her bad impression of Yang Huan.

A playboy who only knows how to splurge, and at the same time is lustful!

With this kind of bad impression, she would inevitably feel a little restless in the car, worrying in her heart, what should I say when I meet this legendary young master Yang Huan? Do you want to be careful when you speak, be careful?

In the unease of her heart, the black public soon walked through a residential area on the east side of the University of Southampton.

These residential areas are all two-story single-family buildings, many of which are leased to nearby students, but some entrepreneurs choose to place their offices in such residential areas, especially in recent years, college students are popular for entrepreneurship, and there are many start-ups here. company.

The driver seemed to have come here many times, and he stopped in front of a large three-story brick building.

"Okay, here it is, you can go by yourself, I have to take Miss Zhang to Stapleswood."

Huang Ying still didn't speak, she nodded, she knew that Sister Zhang Ning was in charge of finances, and there were a lot of other things to be busy with besides the Wangjiang Pavilion Chinese Restaurant.

Seeing Huang Ying getting off the bus, the British driver shook his head and smiled, "What a silent little girl!"

Because the Chinese restaurant adopts Huang Ying's design, he has taken Huang Ying to Wangjiang Pavilion Chinese restaurant many times, but he never heard her say a word in the car.

But he wouldn't think that this little girl was stupid for reading. On the contrary, when anyone saw her, the first impression was the strong bookish atmosphere on her body, followed by her intelligent temperament.

That's a feeling.

Huang Ying didn't know what the driver who left behind was thinking. She timidly walked up the stairs in front of the door, gently stretched out her fair hand, and rang the doorbell twice. She didn't dare to ring it too much, for fear of being impolite.

"Who is it?" An impatient voice came from the door.

The door opened, and the two inside and outside were a little surprised at each other.

They are all Chinese.

"Oh, that's what Miss Zhang said, Huang Ying, who brought the design drawings to Master Huan?" The glasses guy suddenly realized and laughed, "My name is Zhu Liangcheng, everyone calls me Lao Zhu, and I'm also from the University of Southampton. , it's your senior, come in and wait."

When Huang Ying heard this, she wanted to laugh. How could someone introduce herself as an old pig?

But her status as a senior has invisibly lowered her defenses.

"Master Huan, Master Huan, someone is looking for it!"

After entering the door, after passing the stairs, Zhu Liangcheng shouted loudly to the upstairs.

"Damn, they said that I was in retreat, shouting a fart, and whoever comes will stay aside and wait for me!"

Yang Huan's impatient response came from upstairs.

Zhu Liangcheng turned his head and shrugged at Huang Ying. He had a good impression of this fresh and refined little girl.

"Young master is retreating, you go over there and wait for a while and make yourself a cup of coffee."

As he said, he still laughed at himself, "We are quite messy here, like we are fighting a war."

Huang Ying could only helplessly smile.