Chapter 182 List of Gods
When they arrived downstairs of the Kaifan Company, after Lin Shiyi got out of the car, Chen Baiguang chatted with him for a few words and then said goodbye.
He always felt that something was wrong with Ah Chen.
I mentioned before that maybe I forgot something?
Lin Shiyi thought carefully about what he had posted last night. It didn't seem like he had posted anything. How could he have forgotten anything?
"Forget it, let's go back to the company first."
After collecting his thoughts, Lin Shiyi entered the company's elevator.
When I returned to the composition department, many of my classmates looked at me with excitement.
"Xiao Linzi, did you stay overnight at General Chen's house last night?"
"You slept so late. It's already half past ten. Tell me the truth. What did you do last night?"
"Did the party go well yesterday?"
“…”
Faced with the enthusiastic colleagues, Lin Shiyi answered with a smile and exchanged a few words before returning to the office.
He immediately picked up his phone and found his father's note in the address book.
Without hesitation, he dialed the number.
Didn't answer once.
The second time it rang about a dozen times before the call was connected.
An older voice came from the other side: "Who is it?"
The voice was a little hoarse and a little breathless.
Because Lin Shiyi’s father, Lin Tiangu, had a son in middle age.
When he was in his early twenties, Lin Tiangu was already in his fifties.
Even at the age of fifty, he still has to go to the fields to work every day.
Moreover, he had too many health problems and could not come to the city to find a job.
Hearing his father's hoarse voice, Lin Shiyi felt a little sad.
He made tens of millions or hundreds of millions in his hometown, but forgot about his elderly mother.
"Dad, it's me, Eleven." He dropped all disguises and acted like a child in front of his father.
"It's eleven now?" Lin Tiangu paused for a moment before a laugh came from his side: "Is the money gone? Wait a minute, Dad will go to the bank in town to remit you three thousand yuan."
When Lin Shiyi heard this, his nose felt sore again and he couldn't help it.
Yes, if you don’t have a system, you will probably have to pay for this call…
After all, Lin Shiyi had written many songs but none of them became popular, and he didn’t make any money. Even the rent had to be supported by the money his father sent him.
"Dad, I'm making money now, so I'm not calling you for money. I'm calling to ask how you and mom are doing."
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and then the laughter continued. This time, the laughter had a forced smile or a bitter taste:
"Eleven, your father and mother are in good health. They work in the fields every day and are in good health. I will transfer the three thousand yuan to you later."
Lin Tiangu's tone became faster and faster: "Dad knows that your career is still in its rising stage. When you are in urgent need of money, don't be polite to me. I have saved a lot of money in the past six months."
Lin Shiyi hesitated for a few seconds, but finally agreed. This was also his father's wish. If he refused, it would disappoint his father.
After saying that, Lin Tiangu hung up the phone in a hurry.
Lin Shiyi didn’t think much about it, maybe his father had to go to the fields to work again.
…
Yang Town, Jingguang Village.
Inside a house.
On an old bed lay an old man in his fifties.
She was old enough to be a grandmother, but she was still worried about her son: "Tian Gu, is it eleven?"
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