The meal was quickly served.

Peng Chen called for a few more bottles of wine, Lin Ming poured a small glass, raised it and said: "I won't say much if you are polite, welcome to Mingran Technology, everyone will be a family in the future." ”

If these people can stay in Mingran Technology all the time, and when Mingran Technology grows up, they will all be at the veteran level, and it is possible to be high-level.

So Lin Ming was still quite polite, although he had already figured out the thoughts of these young people who had just come out of college, he didn't show it, and he had a drink with everyone very simply. After putting down the cup, seeing that no one had eaten before they moved their chopsticks, I couldn't help but nod secretly.

Peng Chen's compliment just now was not useless.

At least everyone's attitude towards him has changed very significantly.

People, as expected, need the foil of others to appear tall. Everyone is no longer as contemptuous as they were at the beginning because of Lin Ming's age, and there is a lot of hope in their eyes for the company Mingran Technology.

However, Li Xin still did not change his initial worries.

Musical genius.

Just because you don't have to do business.

After all, age is here.

But his worry didn't last long, Lin Ming quickly said: "I usually have to study, so I will leave the company's affairs to everyone." Now the company is handled by Mr. Peng, and I will only come forward when something big happens. So everyone just treats me as if I don't exist, and don't have psychological pressure. ”

Li Xin breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't meddle in the company's affairs, Mingran Technology should still be very promising.

"Come, come, eat."

After saying this, Lin Ming took the lead in moving his chopsticks.

Because after eating, Lin Ming and Peng Chen went back to the company and had a brief meeting to discuss the candidates to be brought to the south this time, the configuration needed and some preliminary preparations, so it was already 8 o'clock in the evening when I got home.

What is surprising is that Fang Lan didn't go out to play mahjong after dinner, and Lin Changqing also watched soap operas at home with relish. Generally speaking, even if the old couple doesn't do their own thing, they won't lie on the sofa so uniformly. Either we go out for a walk together, or my dad watches the news and my mom goes out to play cards. This is rarely the case.

Lin Ming shouted, "I'm back." ”

No one should be.

There was a solemn smell in the air, he walked from the entrance to the door of the living room, saw that his mother was not looking at him, glanced at him coldly and turned his gaze to the TV series, his father Ge You was lying on the sofa, diagonally opposite the door of the living room, looking at him and giving him a look of self-help.

If this had happened to him in the previous life, he would have gone back to his room on his own. Even if my mother is angry, everyone ignores anyone.

Adolescent rebellion always fills children with a rebellious and revolutionary spirit, and this confrontation becomes especially fierce at a self-centered age, when encountering a strong mother like Shang Lan, who is full of dominance and discipline.

There was even a long time when Lin Ming was beaten by his mother almost every day.

Because that time was the time when Lin Ming's resistance was at its most intense, a few words of bickering, Lin Ming might viciously say a few words of cynicism to his mother. Sometimes my mother can't tell him, so she can only pick up things and beat people. This kind of domestic education has been abused and criticized by Lin Ming countless times, and it may be that in the traditional concept, a loving mother loses many children, a filial son comes out of a stick, and a child is beaten on a rainy day, and she is also idle. This concept has long become the mainstream of the traditional patriarchal system, but when Lin Ming grew up and was nearly 30 years old, he realized that there was no parent who did not feel sorry for their children, and no parent would beat their children for no reason.

Adolescent children always feel that they are mavericks, full of independence and self-awareness, and they are not allowed to do things by their parents at school. Smoking, drinking, surfing the Internet, fighting, and even without a correct three views, juvenile delinquency is not uncommon, if parents do not restrain them with sticks, children will become more indulgent and embark on the road of no return.

So it goes without saying.

If he goes back to the room by himself, it will inevitably end up with his mother kicking the door and coming in with a hanger to smoke.

Lin Ming's mind turned, and he knew the reason.

Came home late.

Mom must have seen the thick stack of books in the room and knew that the fourth middle school had officially closed for the holidays. But her son didn't come back until more than 8 o'clock in the evening, which made her think that she would either go to the game hall to play games, or go to the Internet café to surf the Internet, which made her mother angry.

In this era, reading is regarded as the only right way by parents, and Internet cafes and game halls are completely demonized. Some time ago, Lao Ou, director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture, was still in the first year of junior high school, and his son fell to the bottom of the class because he was addicted to the Internet café game hall all day long, which made Lao Ou furious and wiped out the black Internet café and game hall near his son's school. This sport won a full house in the family home, countless parents applauded, and Lao Ou also popularized the harm of black Internet cafes to children on the community bulletin board of the family home, which made Fang Lan hate black Internet cafes.

Now that Lin Ming came home so late, Fang Lan immediately suspected that his son was surfing the Internet. This act of committing a crime against the wind made her angry, and the hangers and washboards were all ready. Later, I was going to let Lin Ming kneel on the washboard and sing conquest.

"Mom, what's wrong Mom." Lin Ming is not stupid, it must be a death act to go up to engage in confrontation at this time, and he laughed with a sneer: "Who made you angry again?" ”

Fang Lan glanced at him sideways and didn't make a sound.

Lin Ming pretended to suddenly come to his senses and said: "I forgot to call you, you were not at home after I came back in the afternoon, Mr. Hou informed me that I had something to do with the company, so I had dinner with them outside, you didn't leave me a meal." ”

"Bang!" Fang Lan slapped the table fiercely and said, "I'm still lying, I smell of smoke, I'm going to play a game in an Internet café!" ”

Lin Ming said with a surprised expression: "Wow, it's uncomfortable." Mom, you wronged me. I have a computer at home, and I have nothing to do with the Internet café. At the office dinner table, everyone has a meeting to chat and eat, and they always have to smoke a few cigarettes, and it is normal to smell smoke. If you don't believe me, I'll make it clear by giving Mr. Hou a call now. ”

As he spoke, he picked up PHS and dialed Hou Wenhui.

The call was answered quickly.

"Hey, Mr. Hou."

"That's it, my mother doesn't believe that I'm in the company in the afternoon, can you help me explain it to her?"

"Okay, okay, thank you."

After speaking, she handed over the phone, Fang Lan glanced at it a few times, and instantly changed her face to a smile and said, "Hey, Brother Hou." Well, yes, yes, that's right. Okay, I see, let's do it first. ”

After listening to Hou Wenhui's explanation, Fang Lan's face softened. But he immediately frowned and said, "You asked you Mr. Zhao to borrow a million?" ”

Hou Wenhui said this on the phone.

Lin Ming nodded, and didn't tell Fang Lan about borrowing 1 million to repay 5 million, if he said this, he would be bombarded by his parents like fools.

"1 million?"

Lin Changqing was startled when he heard this number, with his salary, he could only save it after 50 years without eating or drinking, and his son borrowed 1 million, even he couldn't sit still, so he immediately slapped the table and stood up and roared: "What are you doing with 1 million, what do you want to do?" How old are you, you take so much money, in case we don't have it, can we afford it? ”

The old mother also looked at him angrily, and Lin Ming hurriedly stepped forward to soothe him: "Eliminate your anger, eliminate your anger, listen to my explanation." I borrowed this 1 million for a purpose, to invest. Even if you lose money, don't be afraid, this month's peach wood benefits are good, and my shares are already worth 4 million. ”

"Doing business is rolling money, where in this world is there no capital to buy. Think about it, I used the shares I exchanged for songs, and I used the shares as collateral to borrow money, and I used the borrowed money to make money. Left hand out, right hand in. Anyway, it's all for nothing, so you don't have to feel distressed. ”

"Even then, you can't ask for a million. How old are you, you just open your mouth and close your mouth to money, and you have lost your money? Can you borrow money today, but can you grab money tomorrow? ”

"You have to figure it out, your current identity is a student, and the task of a student is to study hard, and your parents don't have to worry about making money, so you don't have to think about it."

Lin Changqing is very unhappy with his son's lack of business, perhaps there is a little resentment mixed with this. Although it is a good thing to say that his biological son has a future, he is worth millions at a young age, which is comparable to 10,000 yuan in the 80s. Thinking of his hard life as a father, the little money he saved is not as much as a few songs written by his son. Just let him, a father, be proud and a little embarrassed. Of course, he is proud of his son's achievements, and he is embarrassed to compare his meager salary...... The common problem of intellectuals and the feudal patriarchal system, you can praise your son's goodness outside, and when you get home, you can't belittle your son at home?

If he continues to toss like this, he is afraid that his family will not have his status.

"Dad, look at what you said." Lin Ming pretended to have an aggrieved expression and said, "How can you say such an exaggeration, it's just normal business dealings, and you can do some business by the way after studying." I'm studying hard now, and my grades have gone up by more than 20 places. By the way, I just have something to tell you. ”

"The teachers at the school are in the tutorial classes outside, and I plan to use the summer vacation to make up for it. As you know, the money from the company, including the loans, was invested in the business, and I didn't get any of it back, and the salary card is in your hands. ”

Lin Ming wittily changed the topic: "I am determined to go to No. 1 Middle School, so I want to discuss with you about making up classes, the make-up class fee is quite expensive, it will be more than 2,000 a month." ”

Don't look at Lin Ming's shares, which are worth millions, and his salary is more than 3,000 a month, it seems to be quite happy. But in fact, the pocket is cleaner than the face, and the company's monthly dividends continue to be invested in the company as usual, and the copyright of the song in June was divided into 200,000 yuan, so that he could invest in Mingran. The salary card is in my mother's hand again, and I really don't have any money in my hand.

And the cost of making up classes outside is not low, roughly calculated. On the side of the head teacher Li Yi, he had to spend 3,600 for two months in a summer vacation. The tutoring class is a little cheaper than Li Yi, after all, it is not one-to-one tutoring, but two courses are about 2000 for two months. It adds up to more than 5,000 yuan, where did he get the money to make up the lessons?

Therefore, I still have to rely on my parents, but I don't need the family to pay for it. Taomu Company pays salaries on the 10th of every month, and the salary in June allowed Lin Ming to buy a computer, and there are still a few hundred yuan left, and on July 10th, which is yesterday, it should have received about 3,000 again.

I used the 3,000 to pay for this month's tutoring, and I have a salary next month, so I don't have to pay a penny from my family at all.

Dad was really distracted by Lin Ming's words, and said with relief: "Since it is money for studying, it should be paid or obtained." The matter of making up the class is so decided. If your grades come up and you can meet the requirements, it's not that I can't pull this face to beg my old classmates, the vice principal of the first middle school, to give you a chance to take the entrance exam. ”

Lin Changqing actually didn't have nothing to do with Lin Ming to get a middle school, he had a high school classmate who was the vice principal of a middle school, and even if he had a low score in the high school entrance examination, he could be stuffed in. It's just that he is too good-looking, and Lin Ming's grades are outrageously low, so he really can't pull that old face to beg for help.

"Okay, Mom, I'll use my salary to pay for this money."

Lin Ming looked at his mother, the salary card was kept on his mother, and he had to ask her for this money. But what he didn't expect was that his mother's eyes were dodgy, and he said to him: "What, my son is full of dinner, do you want me to go and order you a bowl of noodles?" ”

I was angry and wanted to teach my son a lesson, but now my face is red like a child who has done something wrong. Lin Changqing and Lin Ming were both human spirits, and immediately realized something, Lin Ming hurriedly said: "Mom, that's my make-up tuition!" ”

Fang Lan was asked anxiously, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, but instead taught her son a lesson: "What lesson?" If you study hard, do you spend this money to make up for classes? ”

Lin Ming: "......"

Or Lin Changqing said something fair: "Fang Lan, what's the matter, did you lose your son's salary for playing cards?" ”

Mom snorted, "No.... Not all lost.... I also bought a few new clothes..."

Lin Changqing patted his head, angry and angry.

He has always hated gambling, and knows that it is normal for him to lose his family when he becomes addicted. The original Fang Lan was a bit measured, at most she played a small card of five cents in the yard, but now as soon as she has money in her hand, she can't help but play big cards with others. If the addiction gets bigger and bigger, and the cards get bigger and bigger, then what's the point?

Thinking that Fang Lan would become a red-eyed gambler in the future, Lin Changqing slapped the table angrily and roared: "It's so unusual, you know how to play cards and play cards every day, do you still have a little responsibility to be a mother?" Is there still a little bit of an obligation to be a wife? I think you're crazy playing cards! ”

Fang Lan knew that she had done something wrong and didn't dare to refute it. Lin Changqing became more and more annoyed, raised his hand, and was about to slap Fang Lan hard. He wants to beat his wife to the bottom of his rope and can't let her ruin the whole family!

But at this time, Lin Ming suddenly said distressedly: "It's okay, Mom, my son will earn you a lot of money and buy a lot of new clothes in the future." ”

Lin Changqing's hand froze in the air all of a sudden.

Fang Lan has been with him for more than ten years, except for the new clothes he bought during the New Year's holidays, he hasn't bought new clothes for a long time since he had a child.

The mother's tears could no longer be held back, and she burst out of her eyes and went up to hug her son tightly.

Lin Changqing sighed, raised his hand high, and put it down gently.

A family of three, hugging each other.

Picture.

Somewhat warm.