The Strongest Traverser

Chapter 8 Starting a Company

When I opened the door, I saw the familiar living room and my parents who were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

When the two elders saw Mu Lin and the two come back, the excitement was beyond words, Yang Lan quickly walked to the front of the brothers and sisters, calloused hands trembling on their shoulders, eyes gradually moist.

"Son and daughter are back, hurry up, put things down, and let mom take a good look at you two."

I haven't seen it for more than half a year. Yang Lan can only imagine how much he missed Mu Lin and Mu Xiaoqing. Last night, when he learned that the brother and sister were coming back, the two elders were so excited that they didn't sleep well all night.

"Good son, he has grown taller again, taller than your dad..."

"It's Xiaoqing, let's see how thin this is. Alas, it's useless to blame Mom..." Looking at the somewhat thin Mu Xiaoqing, Yang Lan felt distressed and full of self-blame.

"Mom, don't say that. This is slim. How many people envy my figure."

"Jing nonsense, don't you know how thin and slim are your mother?" Yang Lan stared at Xiaoqing.

"Girl, don't worry, next semester, my mother will call you another 300 yuan per month. At school, you must not leave yourself hungry. If you hear me, I feel sorry to see you like this! "Yang Lan decided to herself that after the Chinese New Year, she would find another job, even if she was tired, she wouldn't be able to suffer the child.

"You kid, every month when Mom gives you money, you always say that it is enough. Mom knows that you want to save money for me, but saving is not so saving! You are now the time to grow your body. You must eat and eat well, and you can't let yourself be hungry. Mom Da Yu Da Rou can't guarantee it, but the most basic three meals a day, like other students, Mom can still do it."

"Mom..." Mu Xiaoqing couldn't help it anymore and threw herself directly into Yang Lan's arms and began to cry.

Although he is not his own, but better than his own, Yang Lan's love for Mu Xiaoqing is no less than that of Mu Lin's biological son, or even worse.

Mu Xiaoqing was indeed not born to Yang Lan and Mu Yang. Mu Lin knew this, Mu Yang and Yang Lan knew it, and Mu Xiaoqing knew that too.

Looking at the mother and daughter hugging each other tightly, Mu Lin's heart seemed to be pressed by a mountain, which was extremely heavy. Ever since my father Muyang got into a wheelchair because of a problem with his legs, the family has been supported by Yang Lan alone. She has already worked two jobs part-time at the same time. If she had another part-time job, wouldn't that person be exhausted?

A touch of firmness flashed in his eyes, and Mu Lin secretly vowed that from now on, he must not let his parents and sister be wronged any more.

"The child just came back. What are you crying and crying about? Hurry up, you two will wash your hands first, let your mother warm up the dishes, and eat right away." The middle-aged Yingwu, who was sitting on the sofa Mu Lin's father Mu Yang spoke up.

"Isn't I excited, go, watch TV, I'll warm up the dishes, knowing that you two are coming back today, mom, I made your favorite braised pork ribs." Wiped a tear, Yang Lan After speaking, he walked directly into the kitchen.

"Mom, I'll help you." Mu Xiaoqing jumped in and followed.

Because Mu Lin and Mu Xiaoqing came back, the family finally got a little more angry. Mu Xiaoqing and Yang Lan were busy in the kitchen, while Mu Lin sat on the sofa and chatted with Mu Yang.

"Dad, how are you feeling on your legs these days." Because of leg problems, Mu Yang seldom goes out and stays at home all day long, fearing that waste of electricity will burden Yang Lan, he rarely even watches TV.

"Old problems, what else can be done." Muyang sighed and said: "After the Chinese New Year, I want your mother to find me something to do. I don't want to make any money. I just hope to relieve your mother. , Watching her go out early and return late every day, and still have to take care of me as a waste person, your father feels uncomfortable in my heart!"

"At that time, you have to help me persuade your mother, she has been disagreeing with this matter."

"Dad, I know a doctor who can heal your legs..." After a long silence, Mu Lin finally spoke. Since he has the ability, naturally he can't let Dad sit in a wheelchair like this.

"Son, please don't comfort me. The problem on my leg will be cured long ago. It still has to wait until now. Your dad will be like this for the rest of my life. Don't worry about it. If you graduate and find a good job in the future, your mother will be relaxed.” Mu Yang laughed and patted Mu Lin on the shoulder.

How can Mu Lin know that Dad said this deliberately because he was worried about the money issue. Without mentioning whether it can be cured, just go to the hospital. No matter whether you are sick or not, a lot of inspection fees are definitely inevitable. All of his family's savings have been spent on his legs, so when he talked about curing his legs, Mu Yang felt a little conflicted.

"Dad, don't worry about money. My friend and I opened an Internet company in Qinhuai City and made a lot of money."

"Starting a company?" Muyang was taken aback, and then said in a serious tone: "Son, don't lie to me, dad. How old are you, what company you start, and where is the capital."

"Dad, what age is this? What does making money have to do with age? Now, a young man who is worth millions is not too much. Others can, why not your son."

"As for the capital, I don't need to pay any capital, only this is enough..." Mu Lin smiled and pointed to his head.

"My friend pays, I contribute, it's that simple."

"..." Mu Yang doubted.

"If you still don't believe it, let's see what it is." Mu Lin directly took out the wad of hundred yuan bills from his backpack and put it on the coffee table.

Muyang opened his mouth slightly, looking at the thick stack of hundred-dollar bills, good fellow, this is at least 10,000, right?

Is it true that what the son said is true?

"What are you talking about, hurry up, wash your hands and eat." At this moment, Yang Lan and Mu Xiaoqing walked out of the kitchen with two dishes each.

"Yang Lan, your son... he started a company!"

"Huh?" Yang Lan was stunned while carrying the vegetables.

Mu Lin gave a wry smile and explained it to Yang Lan again, but the attitude of the two of them was still dubious.

"Son, is this true?"

"Don't believe me, ask Xiaoqing." After the words ended, Mu Lin kept winking at Mu Lin.

"Ah? Oh, um...it's true, Mom and Dad, brother didn't lie to you, he opened a company in Qinhuai City, and I only recently learned about it." Mu Xiaoqing gave Lin Lin a hard glance, this It's a pit girl, she doesn't know anything at all, but she wants to lie with Mu Lin. It's just... it's...

"Have you been to their company?"

"I've been, it's quite big..." Mu Xiaoqing was a little guilty.

At this time, the second elder finally believed it. Unlike Mu Lin, Mu Xiaoqing had never lied to Mu Yang Yang Lan since she was a child. Naturally, the second elder would not doubt what she said.

After a meal, Mu Lin ate his stomach. During the period, Yang Lan kept asking about the situation in Mu Lin Company and the "Internet company" that Mu Lin spoke of, what kind of Internet company it was. Lin can only bite the bullet and continue to make up.

As for whether this lie will be exposed, Mu Lin is not worried. After the Chinese New Year, he asks Su Qing to help him set up an Internet company. Then this lie will come true.

"Mom, you and Dad eat slowly. I will go to an Internet cafe with Xiaoqing. As for the more than 10,000 yuan, you can collect it and go with Xiaoqing to buy some new year goods tomorrow."

"The Blue Heart Internet Cafe outside the community?" Dad asked.

"Well, Xiaoqing and I will be back before twelve o'clock."

"Okay, don't play too late." When Yang Lan heard that it was the Blue Heart Internet Cafe, he immediately felt relieved. The Blue Heart Internet Cafe was just outside the community, and it was very close by crossing the road. ....