As soon as he finished speaking, a scolding female voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I told you to talk to your son properly, and you still did this!"
“Give me the phone!”
Soon, there was a gentle voice.
"Son! It's like this."
"We've expanded our pig farm and now have 50,000 pigs. We've also hired a new group of employees."
"Look at your father and me, we're old and can't manage it anymore. Come back!"
"You know your father's personality. He's too stubborn. Once he makes a decision, he doesn't like to discuss it with others."
"mom!"
Hu Yibao hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
"I don't want to go back."
“I feel like I can still make a breakthrough.”
If it were before, Hu Yibao would have probably made his own compromise after this phone call.
After all, what I insisted on was really wrong.
I can't make a living by writing novels.
If he goes home to inherit the pig farm, he will be what people call a rich second generation.
Fifty thousand pigs.
Slaughtered in half a year.
After deducting the cost, the net profit is one thousand per head.
The annual minimum guarantee is 100 million.
This kind of profit margin is something that only top-level novelists can achieve.
But now it's different.
I have my own system.
He donated 100 million before, and now he has another 10 million. If he wins the lottery again, it will be 18 million.
Buy gold according to the system's instructions.
This 18 million.
After a week, you can earn nine million.
This is more profitable than raising pigs!
Moreover, money makes money.
Endless life.
After hearing Hu Yibao's reply, his mother became a little impatient and spoke with a hint of lament in her voice.
"Yibao! You are 22 now, and you will be 23 during the Chinese New Year. When your father was your age, your grandfather already had a grandson."
"You don't know, the guy from the Zhang family next door brought his girlfriend home this year and got engaged. They're getting married after the New Year."
"That was when we were little. He used to play behind you. He was two years younger than you."
"Whether the family business is inherited or not is irrelevant, but your marriage is a big deal!"
"You don't know how many older bachelors there are now..."
The topic gradually veered off topic.
When did I become someone who would die alone in my mother's eyes?
Hu Yibao subconsciously looked in the mirror and interrupted his mother, "Mom! I don't look that scary!"
"Yes! You are not ugly." The mother's voice came immediately, "But you have to know that in this world, being handsome can't make a living. Honest people can't find a partner."
"You're dumb and can't talk, how can you make a girl happy..."
All right!
Back to the original topic.
To end the topic, Hu Yibao quickly said, "Give me two months. If you can't find a partner, I'll go home and find a partner to inherit the family business."
The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped.
Then came the mother's joyful voice.
"Yibao, you said this yourself."
"Two months... Never mind! I'll give you three months."
"As long as you can find a girlfriend and get married within two years, you can do whatever you want in the future!"
"If your father has any objections, don't worry, I'm here."
“Ahem!!”
At this moment, my father's cough suddenly came.
Then came the mother's voice, "Why are you coughing? Don't I have the final say in this family?"
"If my son can find a girlfriend in three months, I will take care of everything else."
The father did not respond.
But according to family status.
Hu Yibao guessed that it should be tacit agreement.
A stone in my heart fell down.
Next, my mother said something to me.
Hang up the phone.
"call!"
Hu Yibao breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally managed to get through it.
But how do I find a girlfriend?
Hu Yibao looked embarrassed.
From childhood to adulthood, I have always been a straight male template.
When I woke up in high school.
Already a science student.
There are thirty boys and eight girls in a class.
Apart from the already taken beauties, the rest are just Barbies.
No choice.
I thought there was hope when I got to university.
But who would have known that he would end up in a very poor class in the Department of Mechanical Engineering.
Thirty-six students.
They are all Arhats!
There is not a single nun.
After entering society, I found several jobs, all of which were related to mechanical manufacturing and production.
Except for the lady who sweeps the floor and the lady who works in the cafeteria, all the others are men.
I quit my job and started writing novels.
Another year of staying at home...
Flipping through the friend list on the phone.
Hundreds of contacts.
There were only eight women.
Excluding relatives, there are only three.
In order to make it easier to recognize each other, Hu Yibao also specially added labels with names and made notes.
Li Nana (junior high school classmate)
Zuo Yining (junior high school classmate)
Shangguan Qingrou (primary school classmate)
This is Hu Yibao’s circle of female friends.
It's obvious.
These were all added by the other party.
It took so long, if nothing more than a simple holiday greeting.
Hu Yibao didn't talk to them either.
"Choose one out of three? There's absolutely no chance of success."
Hu Yibao frowned, then suddenly repented.
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