Chapter 355: Income problem

Chapter 355 Income Issues
Yang Song glanced at the notebook he left on the coffee table, oh, and laughed: "This thing is nothing. It's just a small notebook I brought with me. I am used to recording things. It records my habits and What needs to be done is nothing important!"
"Let’s see, I don’t know you have this habit!" Father Yang smiled slightly and picked it up casually. After flipping through the first few pages, he saw that all of them recorded some of Yang Song’s cooking experience. With regard to the shortcomings of the dishes, how to improve, one dish was written over several pages, and most of them were written about Yangsong's dishes! But the beginning is to record some things that need to be done!
The latest page is full of furniture. Father Yang has made furniture, and he can immediately understand what it means! Somewhat unexpectedly on his face, he asked, "Son, are you sure you want to buy so much furniture? Even if the cheap ones are added together, it will cost almost 100,000 yuan! Do you have any money? Should I take some? When the money comes out, the money you gave me there is more than one million left!"
Yang Song ate the fruit on the coffee table and threw one to Xiaosi. He shook his head and said indifferently: "No need, I still have money here, more than you! You can leave this money at ease. , Just use it, don’t save me money!"
"Your mother said, this money is reserved for you to marry a wife! You can't use it indiscriminately!" Father Yang said this matter with a serious expression, saying that not only his wife, but also his own thoughts! Don't use it indiscriminately!
"Oh, well, you can rest assured! I make a lot of money in a month now! Don't worry!" Yang Song stood up, ready to take out all the good wine and his clothes in the car and put them in his own Inside the room!
Father Yang seemed to want to ask something, but when he saw Yang Song saying that he was going to get the clothes, he didn't continue to ask. Instead, he nodded, rolled a dry cigarette, and after lighting it, he took a sip, looking thoughtful.
After more than half an hour, the meal is ready! Yang Song was a little surprised looking at the dishes on a large table, so many dishes were prepared in such a short time, which is too exaggerated!
"In fact, we had already made it in the morning, and said that you would come back to eat at noon, but your kid didn’t come back, so we just ate a little at noon and it’s just right now! Just warm it up! Hot dishes are more delicious, hurry up Eat!" Mother Yang said with a smile, and then began to frantically pick up vegetables for Yang Song! Yang Song is also not polite, and he doesn't refuse the visitors, and eats as much as he wants!
But after eating for a while, Yang Song found out that his parents stopped picking food for himself! Looking up curiously, the two parents are making chicken for Xiaosi! He also specially selected the meaty one, Yang Song was taken aback, and muttered and asked: "Parents, that little guy doesn't need to eat so well! Plain rice will do!"
"Anything is fine!" Mother Yang gave Yang Song a glance, and continued to make food for Xiaosi: "The small four-body grid is so big, so you can eat a lot! You have your own hands, and you can hold it yourself! The way, I just feed your dad! You can eat it yourself!"
Yang Song has no choice now. Now a puppy can his parents. If he has children in the future, I am afraid that his parents will not put himself in the eyes at all! But this kind of trouble is really happy trouble, Yang Song is actually very happy too!
Father Yang has eaten some and is now older, not as much as before. He stopped his chopsticks and asked curiously: "Boy, tell me honestly, how much money can you make in a month now?"
"How much do you make?" Yang Song suddenly heard the question and almost choked, but still scratched his head, after thinking about it, he decided not to say too clearly: "Don't worry! Those one million, you just stay. Just spend it on my own! I have money over there! I can make more than one million a month!"
"Huh? More than one million a month? That many miles?" Mother Yang was startled, her chopsticks almost couldn't be held steady, she cried out in surprise.
Father Yang frowned and asked, "How much do you have left over in a month if you plan out the capital and the money from the electricity bill shop?"
Yang Song feels a little bit. His father deserves to have worked, and he still knows these things very well. Knowing that there are costs and the mess of the store, he worried that he said that his monthly turnover was more than 1 million, but he actually eliminated the cost. After that, there is really not much left, what a pity! Yang Song has gold fingers behind his back. This one million is really just a little money! But Yang Song was not prepared to say too clearly! Reduce your income a little bit, lest father and the others get too excited!
"Don't worry! This money is not turnover, but pure profit. Of course, this mess of money is excluded! Every month, your son has at least one million in the account, so don't worry!" Yang Song laughed Haha explained it, originally telling the truth, more than three million a month, if you divide it into dividends, you can get more than two million a month! I won't talk about these things! Lest the two elderly people are scared during the Chinese New Year.
Father Yang still knows whether his own son will lie to others. This child has grown up since he was a child. He has no other skills, but there is really no bad problem of lying! Since he said more than one million, that would be more than one million. If he said that, the more than one million on his side is really just his one month's salary! Then rest assured!
Now that he knows how much it is, Father Yang has no objection to Yang Song buying so much furniture. He smiled and said, "That's okay! You can make money. Our two elderly people are very happy. You can buy furniture if you want, but you can't. Because we have made so much money, we spend money indiscriminately. We have had a hard life before. You can't forget this!"
"Oh, old man, Komatsu is not like that, so don't worry! I believe my own son, he must have his own plans!" Mother Yang frowned and glanced at her husband, a little unhappy!
Father Yang had drunk a little wine now, and his mouth was a bit long-winded. He knew it himself, but he didn't care. After a haha, he continued to drink and eat! In a good mood, I can eat more! My son is back, no matter what, he is in a good mood! I can definitely eat more!
After dinner, Yang Song chatted with his parents for a while. The TV is still the old small color TV set in the huge living room. Yang Song did feel that it was a little inappropriate, and it was not interesting to watch! After talking to my parents, I went back to my room to sleep!
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