Yu Xinyan hadn’t arrived yet, but her voice had.
Soon after, the sound of the door opening was heard, and Yu Xinyan erged from inside.
Her face still held a look of genuine surprise.
In fact, Xu Lin hadn’t seen Yu Xinyan for over a month, and she hadn’t seen him either.
As the saying goes, brief separations enhance the excitent of reunions.
"Xu Lin, when did you co back?"
"Just today, ca up for a al."
"Oh oh."
Yu Xinyan nodded, and then said to Lin Yajing, "Mom, let’s cook together later!"
"Well, just help mom wash the vegetables."
Lin Yajing felt a bit helpless; Yu Xinyan was not usually this diligent. Moreover, her daughter didn’t know how to cook—she could only make stir-fried tomatoes with eggs and nothing else.
"Mom, did you buy tomatoes?"
"There are so in the fridge."
Yu Xinyan hurriedly went to the fridge, opened it, and saw tomatoes inside, along with eggs.
"Xu Lin, tonight I’ll make stir-fried tomatoes with eggs, so you can see my cooking skills!"
Yu Xinyan was very excited, eager to try.
"Alright, I’m looking forward to Yanyan’s culinary skills!"
anwhile, Yu Xinyan ca over, took a disposable cup, and poured Xu Lin a cup of hot tea.
Yu Jianhua had already reached the age where he kept a thermos cup close, and his usual interest was drinking tea, so they often brewed tea at ho.
"Xu Lin, have so tea. This is Tieguanyin!"
"Okay."
Ahem, ahem!
Just then, Yu Jianhua coughed a couple of tis.
Yu Xinyan understood, and poured a cup for her father as well.
Over by the sofa, Xu Lin was sitting on the long couch, while Yu Jianhua was on the single-seat sofa next to it.
Xu Lin drank tea together with him.
"Xu Lin, be careful, it’s hot."
"It’s warm," Xu Lin said.
Yu Jianhua looked at his daughter, for a mont unsure of what to say.
Soon, Lin Yajing went into the kitchen to start preparing dinner, and Yu Xinyan followed her in.
This left Yu Jianhua and Xu Lin in the living room.
While Xu Lin was drinking tea, he noticed a pack of Liqun cigarettes under the coffee table.
"Uncle, have you started smoking again recently?"
Xu Lin took out the Liqun.
"Just occasionally, I’ve lost the addiction. It’s been three days since I last smoked." Yu Jianhua’s face turned a bit red.
"Uncle, shall we have one?"
"Damn, did you learn to smoke in college?"
"I started smoking in middle school, but I’m not addicted."
"Your dad must have misled you."
Yu Jianhua then asked, "Have you seen your dad lately?"
"t him a few days ago."
"Hmm."
Xu Lin pulled out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter.
Yu Jianhua also had one.
So, in the living room, the elder and the younger started puffing away.
"Next June, I’m going to the provincial capital," Yu Jianhua suddenly said.
"Is this a promotion?" Xu Lin was surprised.
"Yes, then I’ll be staying in the provincial capital, and your aunt will be transferred there too, so we’ll all live there,"
"I’ve also bought a house there, it won’t affect things, we’ll still et often."
"Bought a house? You spent money?"
"I paid for it," Xu Lin nodded.
"How much?"
Buying a house is a major expense.
"Sixteen million."
"Hmm?"
Yu Jianhua was surprised, "How much have you actually earned?"
"Afraid to scare you, but in short, a lot, a whole lot."
Xu Lin’s current net worth exceeded 100 million—a novel film copyright brought in 40 million, a script copyright brought in 48 million, which totaled 88 million!
And the most astonishing part is, Xu Lin’s resources are all cash flow, not heavy assets.
"Alright then, don’t tell ,"
Yu Jianhua advised, "Rember not to flaunt wealth, just live your life, don’t tell outsiders, otherwise you’ll provoke jealousy. Too much money is a blessing but also a curse; everything has two sides."
Yu Jianhua was calm; money didn’t an much to him, as Xu Lin jokingly said, with his status, corruption was easy, even getting anything was easy—dream of sothing at night and you’ll have it the next day.
Power on this land has always been enchanting, unchanged for thousands of years.
But Yu Jianhua was content. Now that he had a happy family, he had to tread carefully in politics; otherwise, a single misstep could lead to irreversible consequences.
"Understood," Xu Lin nodded.
"Your dad ntioned you have a girlfriend?"
Yu Jianhua suddenly changed the subject, his eyes fixed on Xu Lin to see if he’d dare admit.
"Yes."
Xu Lin simply confird it.
Yu Jianhua: "Your dad said that day a deputy director tried to introduce his daughter to you, but you refused."
"After all, I have a girlfriend, I lack nothing, not worth being a politician’s son-in-law."
"You’ve got so conscience, young man!"
Yu Jianhua stubbed out his cigarette, lit another one, and continued, "When your aunt and I were together, I used to be very handso and energetic, you know that, now I’m just older, not as I was."
"I can tell," Xu Lin nodded.
A handso man is more advantageous than a beautiful woman, especially within the system.
Historically, the Northern Qi Ancestor was revered because he was so handso, gaining a foothold in the world, directly becoming the ruler.
"Back then, an old commander selected soldiers, saw , and since I perford well, kept by his side. Later, he even offered to introduce his daughter, wanting to leave your aunt. If I’d agreed back then, my rank would’ve been at least two levels higher, plus, the girl was very pretty too, like, how should I say, have you heard of Zhu Lin and Gong Xue? Old-generation stars."
"Heard of them."
In those days, Zhu Lin and Gong Xue were absolute national goddesses.
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