[PS: Start to hit the list of the new book of the signed authors in the early morning tonight. I will update two chapters in a row. Tomorrow there will be three chapters. Please ask your brothers and sisters to provide Lao Zui next week to provide powerful firepower assistance to the Divine Power. Brothers and sisters are mighty~!]

"You are twenty-one years old this year, right?" Ye Haizhong pulled over a wooden bench and sat down. A melancholy colored on his slightly dark face. He took a deep breath of cigarettes and slowly exhaled smoke. He looked up at Ye Yangcheng and said, "Your uncle went to Guangzhou to open a store next month. I plan to let you follow him and take a share."

"Uh..." After hearing the words of his father Ye Haizhong, Ye Yangcheng's smile also sluggish. His uncle is one of his relatives. He occupies three or four floors of shares in three clothing stores in Jiangsu and Fujian, and his annual dividends are more than 200,000 yuan.

So, it is normal for him to continue investing. The problem lies in the words of his father Ye Haizhong, asking Ye Yangcheng to follow his uncle and occupy a layer of shares in his store?

Ye Yangcheng's mind was slightly swollen and he whispered: "Dad, do we have that much money in our family?"

"You don't need to worry about money, just tell me whether you want to follow me or not." The melancholy between Ye Haizhong's eyebrows became even stronger...

"Your uncle said, if you are willing to follow us, your uncle will give you the 100,000 yuan you invested in, and then pay it back when the dividends start to be distributed next year." The mother Wu Yufang, who was standing aside, explained, and the one who changed it back was his father Ye Haizhong's rolling eyes. Obviously, Ye Haizhong did not want Ye Yangcheng to know about this.

After all, 100,000 yuan is still a bit big for this company. Ye Haizhong doesn’t want Ye Yangcheng to feel too much pressure.

"What about Jing Long's college entrance examination?" Ye Yangcheng hesitated and said, "Even if you are an ordinary second-tier university, you can say less than 60,000 or 70,000 or more in four years, or more than 100,000. What if the store loses? What should you do if Jing Long's academic career?"

"..." The response to Ye Yangcheng was his father Ye Haizhong's endless silence, smoking silently, but no longer saying anything.

"Your father wants to leave you a property. You are not young now. If you get married and have children in a few years, what kind of money should you not use?" Mother Wu Yufang walked behind Ye Haizhong, put his hands on Ye Haizhong's shoulders, and looked at Ye Yangcheng and said, "We don't think the company you work at is reliable. Your father and I are getting older. If you work for a few years, you will have to be laid off..."

Ye Yangcheng finally understood where his father's melancholy came from. He felt a move in his heart and thought of the 95,000 on his card. Looking at his father's depressed expression and his mother's kind smile, hesitated for a long time. Ye Yangcheng finally did not tell his parents the secret of his small treasury. He just comforted him: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Dad and mom, I am also such a big person, and my future also has my own plan. You two elders will put your heart in your stomach with peace of mind. Maybe one day my son, I won the five million lottery, and it will be enough to buy a house in one swift!"

"Don't put your mind on these crooked ideas..." Father Ye Haizhong glared at Ye Yangcheng, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, and stood up and said, "If you don't want to go, I'll go to your uncle's house tonight and get this back."

"Yeah!" Ye Yangcheng felt a little relieved, and he nodded and agreed with a smile.

If his father Ye Haizhong proposed this matter three or four days ago, Ye Yangcheng had agreed to it, but now, let him leave Baojing Town and open a store in another place? Wouldn't this be left with a mountain of gold and run to chase a copper plate?

After finishing the work of having a heart-to-heart talk with his parents, Ye Yangcheng stretched out his charming figure, walked out of the door and came to the riverside standing, holding his hands on the steel pipe guardrail, squinting his eyes and looking at Jingxi below...

I don’t know if it was a subconscious action. The current jurisdiction of Yeyang City is limited to this Jingxi. The end of Jingxi and the foot of Jingshan are all under the jurisdiction of Yeyang City. After passing this Jingxi, it is not his jurisdiction.

In other words, Ye Yangcheng's home happened to be on the edge of his own jurisdiction...

What Ye Yangcheng needs to think about now is not how to teach Lu Dexiang a lesson, but how to relieve his parents as soon as possible and let them know that their son can actually live and live a good life!

After worrying about the two brothers for the rest of their lives, Ye Yangcheng has entered society now, so he subconsciously avoids his parents' worries, and is unwilling to let his parents be melancholy, worry, and worry about their own affairs...

As of now, if Ye Yangcheng wants to make his parents feel at ease as soon as possible, the solution is to implement the matter of another house as soon as possible and then find a job that his parents find reliable.

Looking for a job is not urgent, but the house...

One hundred thousand yuan is not enough to buy a foundation!

Standing alone in the sunset at dusk, holding the guardrail and looking at Jingxi, thinking about things in a daze. Before he knew it, more than half an hour had passed.

"Woom..." A sudden barking of dogs woke Ye Yangcheng up from his trance, and almost slipped his hands and flipped down from his head!

"Damn... whose dog?" Ye Yangcheng suddenly looked back...

"Woo woo..." A tan-haired mastiff, a Tibetan mastiff that was shaking its hair and barking wildly, a burly and majestic Tibetan mastiff about one meter two tall, accompanied by Ye Yangcheng's turn, suddenly became quiet. Moreover, he lay on the ground very humanely, covered his eyes with his two claws in front, and made a whimpering sound of fear in his mouth.

Ye Yangcheng was about five or six meters away from the Tibetan mastiff at this time. The person who led the Tibetan mastiff was a short and fat man in his thirties. At this time, the dog owner did not notice Ye Yangcheng standing five or six meters away. He apologized to a girl on the side with a smile on his face: "I'm so embarrassed, aren't you scared?"

"It's okay." The girl didn't blame the dog owner too much. After shaking her head gently, she squatted down in front of the Tibetan mastiff. After hesitating for a while, she reached out to touch the Tibetan mastiff's head. The Tibetan mastiff did not dare to make any abnormal movements under the gaze of Ye Yangcheng. She could only lie on the ground and endure the girl's rude behavior, and continued to whimper.

"Haha, do you like mastiffs too?" The short and fat man couldn't help but smile and opened his mouth, "It's rare for a little girl to like mastiffs..."

"I have raised one at home before." The girl showed a warm smile on her face. She withdrew her hand and stood up with a hint of recollection: "However, it was sold by me later."

"Why?" Hearing the girl's answer, the short and fat man was stunned, and a look of indulgence appeared on his face: "Don't you know that if the mastiff is raised and sold again, he will commit suicide without eating or drinking?"

"Do you think I'm inhuman?" The girl smiled, and the dimples on both sides of her cheeks added a hint of sadness to her smile at this moment: "But I need money, sometimes people are like this. For money, they will ignore everything, right?"

Finally, he glanced at the mastiff and the girl took a breath: "It's very good, treat it better..."

In the shocked eyes of the short and fat man, the girl turned around and walked down the steps, and quickly disappeared from his sight across the road.
Chapter completed!