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"Little... Yang Shuo, when are you getting married?"

In the living room, Yang's father sat opposite his son.

After all, his son is an adult and is about to get married. It is not appropriate to call him by his nickname.

"July 3rd."

"Lingling is very good. You have good taste."

Yang's father praised.

When mentioning his girlfriend, Yang Shuo's eyes softened a lot.

Yang Shuo took out a big red invitation from his backpack and handed it over.

"If you are free, you can come to attend Lingling and my wedding."

Yang's father took it with a smile:

"Don't worry, we will be there whether we have time or not."

"In addition, after Lingling and I get married, we are going to Hancheng for our honeymoon. We want to take An'an with us. Don't worry, I will send her back personally."

Yang's father nodded: "Go! She will go to junior high school in the second half of the year. Junior high school is not so easy."

"As long as you agree."

Then, under Yang's father's inquiry, Yang Shuo briefly introduced his girlfriend's work and family situation. .

Father Yang was a little surprised: "Cola Bread Factory? I didn't expect Lingling to be Mr. Zhang's granddaughter."

"Dad, do you know Lingling's grandmother?"

Yang Shuo was surprised.

"I barely know her!"

Father Yang then explained: "There is also a branch of the Coke Bread Factory in Yangcheng, which is very large. Their bread is very popular locally.

Speaking of which, their factory was still built by our company. On the opening day, Mr. Zhang was also there. We shook hands and talked to each other."

"That's really a coincidence!"

"It's really a coincidence. Next time we meet, I must ask for your advice."

"Well, Lingling's grandmother doesn't take care of things. She's just a figurehead. The real ones in charge are her grandfather and her uncle. Don't make the wrong choice."

Yang Shuo immediately reminded.

"Really? No wonder Mr. Zhang is so low-key!"

Father Yang suddenly realized.

Yang Shuo then asked: "Dad, I just heard An An say that you are moving next year?"

Father Yang nodded: "The company has taken on a big project in Kangaroo Country. Currently, we are still short of a project vice president. I have signed up. If nothing unexpected happens, I will take up the position after the new year."

"Do we have to move?"

Yang Shuo frowned.

Just now in the taxi, the driver said that the living conditions in Kangaroo Country are very difficult, and he didn't want his little sister to suffer with him.

"We have to move. This project is very big. We have to stay there for at least seven or eight years. I am worried about leaving your aunt and An An in Yangcheng."

Father Yang explained.

Although the current society is stable, as long as the drought is not lifted, a new crisis may break out at any time. Although the conditions in Kangaroo Country are a bit worse, at least there will be someone to take care of them.

"What project? It takes so long?"

Yang Shuo asked curiously.

"Rebuild a city."

"Which one?"

"You must have never heard of it. It's a small city, located in Port New Delhi on the west coast. It's called reconstruction, but it's actually no different from building a new one."

Yang Shuo shook his head. He really didn't know it.

"Why not go to the East Coast? The East Coast is much more developed than the West Coast."

In the past five years, the East Coast has always been the focus of development because there is coal here.

Father Yang replied: "There is no iron ore on the East Coast. Iron ore is mainly distributed on the West Coast. The country is not short of coal now, but iron ore."

"I see, then what about An An's schooling?"

"You can send him to Perth in the south. Your aunt lives there too. It's the largest city on the West Coast with a population of more than two million. It's considered a big city in China."

"Okay! Will you come back for the New Year?"

Gu Xi

After all, it's Father Yang's life, so Yang Shuo can't interfere too much.

"Let's see what happens. If I'm not busy, I'll definitely come back."

Father Yang didn't give a clear answer.

"How is the price of Perth house? If you don't have enough money, you can tell me. I have made some money in foreign trade in the past few years."

Father Yang waved his hand: "The price of Perth house is not expensive, an average of two to three thousand per square meter. We have savings, which is enough to buy a house."

"So cheap? It makes me want to be a landlord. Not only can I earn rent, but I can also wait for the house to appreciate in value."

Yang Shuo said half-truthfully.

"Don't be stupid. The general policy above is to encourage immigration. The house price will not be raised within ten years. If you have spare money, you might as well keep it in the bank and earn interest."

Father Yang quickly advised.

"I'm kidding."

"It's good that you know the situation. I heard that the foreign trade situation is very good this year. How is your business?"

"Not bad." Yang Shuo stretched out a slap: "At least this amount can be earned this year."

"Fifty million?"

Father Yang heard a little about his son's business from his ex-wife.

"Well, if the market trend continues in the next few years, I may set up a branch in Yangcheng."

Father Yang smiled and said, "This should not be difficult. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Europe is preparing for war. The Philippines is so big that it will take several years to take it down."

"I hope so!"

"Do you want me to find you an office building? While Dad still has some connections, the rent can be at least half cheaper."

Yang Shuo shook his head: "No, I haven't thought about it yet!"

Father Yang felt a little regretful. It seemed that his son's knot in his heart had not been resolved.

...

Half an hour later, lunch was ready.

In order to save time, An'an's mother cooked a big pot of stew, which included Chinese cabbage, potatoes, beans, tofu, kelp, bacon and fish.

It tasted delicious.

The staple food was baguette.

According to Yang An'an, more than half of the people in Guangzhou eat bread as their staple food every day. The temperature in Guangdong is high in summer, and other foods are not durable.

Ma Lingling helped her sister-in-law pick up a small bowl of bacon, and the little girl devoured it in a few bites.

"Bacon is really delicious."

Yang An'an licked the grease at the corner of her mouth.

An'an's mother patted her daughter's arm: "Eat slowly, like a starving ghost, leave some for your elder brother and sister-in-law."

"Auntie, let An'an eat whatever she wants. I'm losing weight and can't eat bacon."

Ma Lingling hurriedly advised.

She was not being polite. In order to show off her perfect figure at the wedding, losing weight was imperative.

"Sister-in-law, why are you losing weight?"

Yang Anan showed her arms:

"I'm just too thin. If I had a figure like yours, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."

"Then you should eat more."

Ma Lingling helped her sister-in-law fill up the bowl with more dishes.

Unlike Yang Anan's generation, Ma Lingling and Yang Shuo grew up in a normal environment, and their aesthetic concepts are deeply rooted.

It's not so easy to change.

To give a simple example, young people nowadays, especially girls, don't like bald heads, but they also don't like long hair.

Even if they have the conditions, they will choose short hair.

They are used to short hair life.

Yang Anan took the bowl with a smile. This time she didn't eat it quickly, but her speed was not slow at all. In less than two minutes, the bowl was empty again.

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