When he heard Li Yange say that he hoped that both of them could resign and take their grandparents to settle in Beijing, Dong Qiuhua and Li Jianguo looked at each other and saw a hint of relief in each other's eyes.

"No Yan Ge, your father and I have worked in the wool mill for decades and have no plans to quit."

"But……"

Seeing what Li Yange wants to say, Dong Qiuhua shook his head and continued, "Yange, I know what you think. I think parents can relax and grandparents can have peace of mind in their old age. But we are not familiar with the place in Beijing. Even if we go there, it probably won't be of any interest."

After hearing what his mother said, Li Yange sighed in his heart, and it was indeed similar to what he had thought before.

After all, it is hard to leave your hometown. Although you are going to settle in Beijing, it still feels like you are leaving your hometown for the older generation.

However, Li Yange was not discouraged. Instead, he thought that his parents did not plan to go to Beijing now, but if they said they wanted to hold their grandson, they would probably have to pack their luggage and go to Beijing without saying that they would go to Beijing.

Then Li Yange stopped talking about this, but instead took out some gifts he bought for his parents in the United States earlier.

"By the way, mom, I also bought a color TV. Because it was difficult to bring on the road, I asked the post office to send it."

When Dong Qiuhua heard that his son had bought a large color TV, he looked happy and said excitedly: "Is it really a color TV?"

Li Yange nodded and said, "Well, wasn't the TV in my family for my uncle? I saw that you haven't bought it yet. I happened to see it in Guangzhou, so I bought one. I guess it will be here in two days."

"Color TVs are good. There is no one in Mozixiang that has imported color TVs." Li Jianguo laughed happily. The price of color TVs is very expensive now, because the technology of the imaging tube has not been overcome in China. Most of the color TVs are imported or produced by joint ventures. The cheapest one costs thousands of yuan.

"This color TV should be very expensive, right?"

Grandma was a little reluctant to give up money and said, "Yan Ge, don't buy such expensive things in the future. You have to save some money and get married and get married in the future."

"Grandma, I have a lot of it."

Li Yange smiled and suddenly remembered that when he bought the house at the entrance of the alley before, his parents seemed to have borrowed some money from someone. Then they turned around and walked to their suitcase, took out a wallet, pulled out a stack of 100 yuan bills from it and said, "Mom, I remember when you bought the house at the entrance of the alley before, I borrowed some money from someone. I have 10,000 yuan. Then you can pay it back and keep the rest at home."

"Ten thousand!"

Seeing a thick stack of hundreds of yuan bills on the table, the whole family was stunned.

Grandpa said in surprise: "Yan Ge, where did you get so much money from? Is the tutoring class so profitable?"

"Grandpa, this is not the money earned by tutoring classes." Seeing the family surprised, Li Yange explained: "Last year, I opened a record company in Beijing and signed a band. The albums released were pretty good, so I made a little money."

When he heard his son say he had started a company and made some money, Dong Qiuhua really thought he had made some money, so he hurriedly said, "No need for Yan Ge, you can keep the money you earn by yourself. There are many places you have to spend in Beijing. You have to go abroad often. There is no shortage of money at home. Your father and I can make hundreds of dollars a month, which is enough for us."

"Mom, you can take what I gave it to you." Li Yange picked up the banknotes on the table and stuffed them into his mother's hand, saying, "I don't lack this little money. You don't know how much I made last year. This ten thousand yuan is nothing to me."

Ten thousand yuan is nothing?

This is ten thousand!

Now many people in the factory are envious of the deputy director's son who has become a household of ten thousand yuan, but his son actually said that this ten thousand yuan is nothing.

Li Jianguo said in surprise: "Yan Ge, how much did you make?"

"I haven't calculated the specific ones, there should be hundreds of thousands."

Li Yange really doesn't know how much money the company has made so far. He checked the accounts in November last year. At that time, the sales of the album exceeded 300,000 yuan, and then he made about 300,000 to 400,000 yuan. Now the album has exceeded one million yuan, and he has signed a share agreement with Guangzhou again. At least one million yuan should be more than one million yuan.

"How many...hundreds of thousands."

Li Jianguo was stunned.

Even Dong Qiuhua, who has always been the leader of the family, looked incredible.

Grandpa said with a righteous expression: "You are not doing anything speculative, are you?"

"How is it possible for grandpa?"

Hearing this, Li Yange briefly said the company's affairs with amusement and tears, which dispelled the family's worries.

"Okay, I'll save Yan Ge's money for you first, and I'll tell you what you want in the future."

Knowing that his son was determined to give the money to him, Dong Qiuhua didn't refuse now. He collected the money and said that he would save it and marry Li Yange. As soon as he put the money down, he suddenly saw that the clock hanging on the wall was already past seven o'clock in the evening. He quickly slapped his head and said, "Oh, it's dark as we chat, I'll go cook quickly."

"I'll help you." Grandma didn't expect that after chatting for so long, she hurriedly followed Dong Qiuhua into the kitchen to cook.

Here, Li Yange accompanied his father and grandfather to talk about the situation at home recently. When he learned that everything was fine, his guilty mood gradually improved a lot.

It was already past nine o'clock after the family finished their meal. They sat in the living room and chatted until around eleven o'clock. Everyone yawned back to their room to rest. They had to go to work tomorrow.

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At night.

Li Yange is still sleeping.

Suddenly, someone knocked hard at the gate of the courtyard, and a man shouted loudly: "Is Li Jianguo at home? Is Li Jianguo at home?"

In the room of her parents, the lights were pulled open. Li Jianguo put on his coat and took a flashlight. He ran sleepily and shouted, "Who?"

"Li Jianguo, I am Liu Dazhong." The man outside the door replied anxiously.

When Li Jianguo heard that he was the doorman in the factory, he frowned. Could it be that something happened to the factory?

He hurried to the gate of the yard, opened the door bolt, and saw that Liu Dazhong was sweating profusely at the door, holding a flashlight in his hand, and a bicycle was parked behind him.

Li Jianguo was shocked: "What's wrong? What happened in the factory?"

"No, it's not a factory business." Liu Dazhong shook his head and gasped for a few breaths, "Is your son Li Yange at home?"

"Where is...at home, what's wrong?"

"Quickly, let him go to the factory to answer the phone. I called from Beijing and said that there was something important to find him."

"ah?"

Li Jianguo was stunned. How could there be a call from Beijing to find his son in the middle of the night?

At this time, Li Yange, who had been awakened in the house, heard that he was looking for him, and quickly put on his coat, opened the door and walked out, and asked, "I know who called me?"

Liu Dazhong thought for a while and said, "It seems to be said to be a university."

Called from the school?

How did you know my father’s factory phone number?

Li Yange frowned. Although he didn't know why the school called so late, he saw that the person who reported the news was so anxious and he also said to Li Jianguo Road: "Dad, give me the bicycle keys, I'll go to the factory."

"I'll get it." Li Jianguo hurried back to the house to get the keys.

After some trouble, Li Yange rode his bicycle behind Liu Dazhong to the wool spinning factory.

Dong Qiuhua put on her clothes and came out. Seeing that her son had left, he hurriedly said to Li Jianguo: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you ride a bike and follow me and take a look."

"Yes!" Li Jianguo quickly rode another bicycle and followed him out with a flashlight.

After a short time of more than ten minutes.

"Yes, I know, I'll rush back to school tomorrow. I said, Director Tang, can't you call me tomorrow? It's twelve o'clock, oh, that's it, then I know."

After hanging up the phone, Li Yange looked at the doorman Liu Dazhong resentfully.

Director Tang said on the phone that after he got the phone call from Li Yange's father's factory, he just asked the person who answered the phone to ask Li Yange's father tomorrow if his son has returned, and if he comes back, he will call back.

But who knew that when Liu Dazhong heard that it was a Beijing phone call, he thought there was something big, so he rushed to Li's house to look for it in the middle of the night.

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Chapter completed!