"Ah Huan, why did you think of calling me today?"
Yang Wenfeng guessed the reason in his heart, but he just pretended not to say it.
He wanted this kid to speak on his own. ：7777772e626971692e6d65 Don't act like I owe you every time you reach out to me for money.
"Oh, it's nothing.
It's the same thing as before.
You said you wanted to invest in my company.
Now the company has added several more businesses and I need you to invest more funds."
Yang Huan said very confidently on the phone.
"Invested in several more businesses."
Yang Wenfeng was a little surprised.
He has only been in the UK for a few days, but he has already invested in so many businesses He bought four limited-edition Aston Martins, acquired Southampton, acquired a Chinese restaurant, invested money in Southampton to build a new training base, and then made big signings.
Now, he also needs to invest in new businesses.
Oh my god, my heart can't stand it This precious son plans to lose all his belongings in England.
Yang Baoping, Yang Huan's grandma and mother were all standing by.
After hearing Yang Wenfeng's words, they were very curious.
Grandpa Yang Baoping even wanted to snatch Yang Wenfeng's mobile phone and ask him carefully.
"Tell me, 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, produce a few games and software, and then release them for free so that more people can play with me.
The investment won't be too much, maybe ten to twenty million.
That's enough."
"Ten or twenty million yuan" Yang Wenfeng felt a little better.
But Yang Huan's answer almost made him choke.
"GBP" "One to twenty 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 a little, and his voice became louder, "You are too cheating."
Everyone in the Yang family hall also paid attention, especially Yang Huan's mother, who was afraid that her son would make me unhappy.
Yang Baoping snorted, "Who are you talking about cheating on me?
How did you talk to your son?"
What Yang Wenfeng is most afraid of is this old man and his father.
This fear has been present since he was a child and cannot be changed 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 carefully about whether he should continue to allow his son to act so wantonly outside.
I really thought my family owned a bank and could print my own money.
"Well, you might as well 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 can still get a loan by mortgaging Southampton to the bank.
I'm just looking for you to invest.
No need to pay interest.”
"I" Yang Wenfeng wanted to curse after hearing this.
How can you say that the difference between your biological father and a bank is just that you don’t have to pay interest if you ask your father for money?
I gave birth to you and raised you, which is only a little better than a bank.
But his wife and father were nearby, so he had to endure it.
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Seeing him like this, Yang Baoping sighed inwardly and stretched out his hand, "I've never seen a dad like you.
Give it to me and I'll tell Ah Huan."
Yang Wenfeng handed the phone to his father angrily.
Yang Baoping reached out and grabbed the phone, put it close to his ear, and asked with a chuckle: "Ah Huan, are you bored there?"
"It's not that I'm bored, Grandpa, I just suddenly became interested in making a few games."
Yang Baoping still laughed, "Then why is it free?
Isn't it a loss to Dafa?"
"Free is good.
As the saying goes, if you don't take advantage, you are a bastard.
Who in the world doesn't like to take advantage?
It's free.
Everyone will come to take advantage of you.
The more people come, the more fun you have, right?"
It's true that some people are so stupid that money comes quickly.
After hearing this, Yang Baoping hummed and kept nodding, "You're right, the more people there are, the more fun you can have."
After a pause, he decided on the spot, "Okay, leave your dad alone, I support you."
"Okay, thank you, grandpa."
After saying that, Yang Huan happily hung up the phone.
Yang Wenfeng was a little confused, "Dad, why do you always let him do whatever he wants?"
Yang Baoping sighed and pointed at his son, "You, you, the longer you live, the more stubborn you become.
Listen to what A Huan said.
When it is free, there will be more and more people, and everyone is rushing to take advantage.
Do you think that Is it still cheap?”
Yang Wenfeng was concerned and confused.
As soon as his father said this, he was immediately awakened.
“I participated in a Longhai City Entrepreneur Forum before, and many people mentioned smartphone games.
It is said that the Apple Store’s revenue to developers has exceeded one billion U.S. dollars, and the scale is still increasing rapidly.
Many young entrepreneurs have Choose to develop in this field.”
Having said this, Yang Wenfeng looked at his father and said, "Dad, do you think Ah Huan is interested in this market?"
"I don't know if it is possible, but I do know that Shi Yuzhu made gold in the online game market for free back then."
Although Yang Baoping is older, he has not failed to keep up with the times.
"I think that since Ah Huan is interested, let him try.
Young people have plenty of time to try.
It depends on whether it succeeds or not, but no amount of money can buy this spirit of courage to try.
Arrived.”
After hearing this, Yang Wenfeng felt ashamed and had to admit that at least he was not as good as his father in educating children.
"By the way, Lao Zhuang called me from Kyoto a few days ago.
He mentioned A Huan during our chat.
He said that he had seen A Huan several times in the newspaper recently and wanted to know more about the situation.
He heard that Lao Zhuang's granddaughter was also there.
Study in the UK.”
When Yang Wenfeng heard this, his eyes widened and he said, "Dad, can you guys?"
"Go, do we two old guys seem to be such feudal people?
Young people these days, can we expect them to follow the orders of their parents and the words of matchmakers?
Isn't this a joke?"
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Yang Wenfeng felt relieved as soon as he heard this.
He was afraid that these two old comrades in arms would suddenly want to have a kiss.
He knows his son's reputation in Longhai City in the past few years better than anyone else.
He also knows very well that the reputation of the banker's granddaughter in Kyoto is very different.
It is said that almost all the people who want to propose marriage to the banker have to go to the banker's door.
The threshold has been broken, and no one, including dignitaries, emperors, relatives, and girls from bankers and bankers will even notice.
From Yang Wenfeng's point of view, his precious son is still uncertain.
He just needs to marry a gentle and virtuous man.
He does not need to be too outstanding.
The most important thing is a good wife who knows how to take care of others and is diligent and thrifty in running the house.
"Don't worry, Wen Feng, their banker's granddaughter is good and outstanding, but our Ah Huan is not bad either.
I can see that this kid has improved a lot recently.
You, give him more opportunities and wait until he breaks through."
Now that we have started our own business, if the old dealer wants to get married to us, let them come to us. " Speaking of this, Yang Baoping couldn't help laughing.
He was looking forward to the scene when Lao Zhuang came to propose marriage.
This old man usually talks about his precious granddaughter as if it's worth three to five hundred thousand, which just dampens his energy.
Huang Ying held a bag of design drawings in both hands and stood at the gate of the University of Southampton.
Wearing a pair of light blue jeans and a milk tea-colored long-sleeved sweater, she has straight black hair with bangs parted diagonally on her two willow eyebrows.
Below her is a pair of tender eyes and a jade-like nose.
And the slightly pursed, bright red mouth like the arc of the moon.
Last year, the University of Southampton had a campus beauty selection, and she was elected with a high vote as an international student, without any controversy.
This also made her famous throughout the school overnight.
Everyone knew that there was such a number one figure in the School of Engineering.
Standing at the school gate, Huang Ying was not used to the various looks of admiration, covet, envy, and jealousy from the male and female students walking around.
If she could choose, she would rather hide away.
In the library, read quietly.
A red Ferrari convertible roared from a distance and quickly braked in front of Huang Ying.
Accompanied by a harsh sound caused by the fierce friction between the tires and the asphalt road, the car stopped steadily, successfully attracting the attention of everyone present.
"Hi, Ying, I'll take you wherever you want to go."
A handsome British young man sitting in the car stood up from the driver's seat.
Huang Ying recognized him, but did not answer.
She shook her head, took a step back, and lowered her head slightly.
"It doesn't matter if you refuse, I'll wait for you," the British young man said with a smile.
He was really waiting there, looking at Huang Ying with a smile on his lips.
He had been paying attention to this Chinese student for a long time.
She is very special.
Unlike many female international students who are eager to find a foreign boyfriend, after she came to the University of Southampton, she rarely saw him outside, usually in dormitories, classrooms, and libraries, especially the library.
Everyone at Southampton University knew that if they wanted to see her, they should go to the library and wait.
I heard that her family is not very well off, and her family owns a Chinese restaurant, but I don’t know where it is.
Huang Ying couldn't stand still.
Being stared at like this made her feel as if there were thorns piercing her.
It was awkward and uncomfortable.
A few minutes later, a black Volkswagen drove slowly from a distance and parked behind the Ferrari.
A middle-aged British driver got out of the car and said, "Sorry, Miss Huang, I'm late."
Huang Ying pursed her lips, shook her head slightly, walked up without saying anything.
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The British young man sitting in the Ferrari sports car sneered.
"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.
Upon hearing this, Huang Ying's eyes flashed with panic, but she quickly calmed down.
She didn't like meeting strangers very much, especially Young Master Yang Huan, whom her father talked about a lot in recent days and who was often seen in newspapers and on the Internet.
Although there were no photos on the Internet or in newspapers, she unconsciously regarded this person as Young Master Yang Huan is associated with the image of a rich young man who spends money like water.
In many idol dramas and TV dramas, the actors who play this kind of playboy often look very miserable.
Although she didn't have much contact with Zhang Ning, the two of them felt like old friends at first sight.
From some of their words and deeds, and with a woman's keen sixth sense, she could detect that Sister Zhang Ning seemed to be forced to be with this young master Yang Huan.
Together.
This undoubtedly deepened her bad impression of Yang Huan.
A dandy who only knows how to squander and is as lustful as life.
With this bad impression, she could not help but feel a little restless in the car.
She was worried about what she was going to say when she met the legendary Young Master Yang Huan.
Should she be careful and cautious?
Amidst the uneasiness in her heart, the black masses soon walked through a residential area east of the University of Southampton.
These residential areas are all two-story single-family buildings, many of which are rented to nearby students.
However, some entrepreneurs choose to place their offices in such residential areas.
Especially in recent years, college students have become popular in entrepreneurship, and there are many start-ups here. company.
The driver seemed to have been here many times and stopped in front of a large three-story brick building.
"Okay, this is it.
You can go by yourself.
I have to take Miss Zhang to Staplewood."
Huang Ying still didn't speak and nodded.
She knew that Sister Zhang Ning was in charge of the finances.
In addition to being busy with Wangjiangge Chinese Restaurant, there were many things to be busy with.
Watching Huang Ying get out of the car, the British driver shook his head and smiled, "What a silent little girl."
Because the Chinese restaurant was designed by Huang Ying, he had driven Huang Ying to Wangjiangge Chinese Restaurant many times, but he had never heard her say a word in the car.
But he will not think that this little girl is stupid for studying.
On the contrary, when anyone sees her, the first impression will be her strong bookish atmosphere, followed closely by her intelligent temperament.
That's a feeling.
Huang Ying didn't know what the driver who was leaving behind her was thinking.
She timidly walked up the steps to the door, gently stretched out her white hand, and pressed the doorbell twice.
She didn't dare to press more for fear of being impolite.
"Who is it?"
An impatient voice came from the door.
The door opened, and the two people inside and outside the door were a little surprised by each other.
They are all Chinese.
"Oh, you are the Huang Ying that Miss Zhang said was the one who sent 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 am also from the University of Southampton.
I’m your senior, come in and wait.”
When Huang Ying heard this, she wanted to laugh.
How could someone introduce themselves as an old pig?
But her status as a senior lowered her guard invisibly.
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"Master Huan, Master Huan, someone is looking for you" After entering the door and passing the stairs, Zhu Liangcheng shouted loudly to the upstairs.
"Damn it, you told me I was in seclusion, just yelling, please stay aside and wait for whoever comes."
Yang Huan's impatient response came from upstairs.
Zhu Liangcheng turned around and shrugged at Huang Ying.
He had a good impression of this fresh and refined little girl.
"The young master is in retreat.
You go over there and wait for a while.
Make yourself a cup of coffee."
As he said this, he laughed at himself, "It's quite chaotic here, like we're at war."
Huang Ying could only smile helplessly
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