Entertainment Dad: A father sings the whole school!

Chapter 445 You Judge for Grandpa...

Seeing grandpa's downcast face, Yang Fan smiled sarcastically and didn't take it seriously.

He grew up in front of Li Linyuan since he was a child, and the relationship between his grandfather and grandson is very close, and he knows the old man's cold-hearted temper.

Li Linyuan had no children, only one daughter, who married into the wealthy Yang family in the capital.

Therefore, although Yang Fan is a grandson, Li Linyuan always treats him as his own grandson.

Otherwise, he would not have named Yang Fan to leave the whole house and the antique calligraphy and paintings collected for many years.

You know, these things add up to hundreds of millions of dollars!

"Is it because I didn't catch up, and this is not the right time?"

"It looks like the old man is getting angry..."

"Ham, if I knew it, I would have taken a look at the almanac first. It seems that it is not suitable to come to the door today."

Yang Fan rolled his eyes, feeling a little flustered in his heart.

For a moment, I couldn't figure out whether the old man's sudden anger was because of himself or something else.

He took a look at Yang Fan's silent, anxious expression.

Li Linyuan, who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, quietly looked away.

Although the old man still drooped his face, there was an imperceptible arc at the corner of his mouth.

Oh, silly boy...

You still think I'm angry?
However, that's fine too.

If the grandparents and grandchildren reunite as soon as they come up, it will be fun.

Then I really don't know how to force Xiaofan to inherit my career!

At this moment, the grandparents and grandsons were thinking about the same things, but their attitudes were different.

Looking at the dazzling array of calligraphy and paintings in the study.

Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt extremely dizzy!

Since he was a child, he was not interested in these fancy things.

Back then, if it wasn't for Li Linyuan holding the cane and guarding behind himself.

Yang Fan didn't even want to practice calligraphy for a day, and had already slipped out to play wild.

At this time, he took a look at the "Pines Are Not Old" in his arms, and his heart sank suddenly:
"Oops……"

"Before, I was only thinking about how to muddle through."

"Totally forgot that grandpa wanted me to inherit the business and family property!"

"What if Brother Yu's writing is so good that the old man is very happy and force me into the Calligraphy Association, what should I do?"

Thinking of this, Yang Fan's complexion changed drastically, instantly pale as paper.

The things he hates the most in his life are the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper and inkstone!
If you spend the rest of your life dealing with the Four Treasures of the Study, and hang out with those bad old men from the Calligraphy Association...

It's better to just kick your legs in place, and just die!
Yang Fan imagined the situation after inheriting the family business, with deep fear in his eyes.

He shook his head vigorously, gritted his teeth, and thought to himself:

"No, no, no!"

"I must think of a way to dispel Grandpa's thoughts..."

"Well, it's best for Grandpa to give up completely and give up the idea of ​​training me to succeed him from now on!"

"Then why don't you just tell the old man that I didn't write the picture of the everlasting pines in your arms? But this would hurt Grandpa's heart too much."

Just when Yang Fan was thinking about it and couldn't make a decision.

Just listen, Li Linyuan, who was sitting on the chair, said angrily:

"Xiaofan, what are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you take the initiative to refill the teacup when it's empty?"

After all, the old man blew his beard again, stared at his eyes, and snorted coldly to himself:

"Well, you must have been away from Beijing for a long time, and you have already forgotten where your home is, and you don't even pay attention to my grandfather, right?"

"Oh, all my painstaking efforts are in vain, and I still want to leave this house to you, you are fine..."

Before Li Linyuan's complaints fell to the ground.

Yang Fan had already picked up the teacup in front of the old man, and rushed out like a rabbit.

But after a while, a cup of steaming ginseng tea was brought back by Yang Fan the same way.

"Grandpa, you see what you said, my grandson has been thinking of you all the time."

"It's just that I'm too busy this year, so I don't have time to go back to Yanjing to have a look."

Yang Fan carefully accompanied the smiling face, looking cute and smart.

"Hmph, busy? What are you busy with?"

Li Linyuan took a sip of ginseng tea, and immediately frowned after hearing the words:

"Xiaofan, aren't you still tinkering with that recording studio?"

"That thing is at most a hobby. After all, it is difficult to be elegant. How can it be used as the foundation of life?"

"You will be thirty next year, right? Do you still want to reach out to take care of the family and ask for money? What are you talking about!"

Li Linyuan reprimanded Yang Fan so much that he couldn't even raise his head, and his mood became more and more disturbed.

However, everything the old man said was true.

Since he settled in Suzhou and Hangzhou, he opened Jiangnan Recording Studio.

Yang Fan has always adhered to the mentality that business does not matter, making friends and expanding contacts.

Sometimes when he met someone who hit it off and got to chat with him, Yang Fan was a young master who was used to being arrogant, and with a big wave of his hand, he directly gave the other party a free order.

As a result, Jiangnan Recording Studio occasionally had to do a few loss-making businesses.

If things go on like this, the operating conditions of Jiangnan Recording Studio are mostly beyond their means.

When encountering difficulties at certain times, Yang Fan had to ask his family for help.

Fortunately, Yang's mother has always doted on this precious son and has given great support to Yang Fan's career.

Money for money, resources for resources...

Otherwise, Yang Fan would have lost all his trousers long ago, and would have rolled back to Yanjing in a disheveled pack.

"Grandpa, shall we not talk about this?"

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and he immediately tried to change the subject:
"By the way, who provoked you earlier?"

"Why did I see that your face was not very good-looking as soon as I entered the door."

At this moment, Yang Fan didn't realize at all that Li Linyuan's black face was deliberately shown to him.

But after all, Li Linyuan has reached his age, and he is already a mature person.

Immediately, he followed Yang Fan's words, pretended to be full of anger, and slapped the armrest of the chair heavily:
"Who? Besides Lao Liang, that old fox, who else could it be?"

Li Linyuan stared deliberately, and said angrily:

"Xiaofan, you came just in time, you judge for grandpa..."

Hearing this, Yang Fan sat down on another chair, nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, tell me!"

"If it's really Grandpa Liang's fault, my grandson will definitely come here to seek justice for you!"

Hearing this, Li Linyuan subconsciously showed a gratified smile.

Ok……

Not bad!

It seems that this child Xiaofan still knows what filial piety is, and he always pretends to be my grandfather in his heart.

But at the next moment, Li Linyuan immediately covered up the smile on his lips, so as not to overwhelm his performance, he straightened his face again and said:
"Okay! Then grandpa will talk to you carefully!"

"How many years have I been friends with you, Grandpa Liang? At least 30 years!"

"Today, this old boy got a good calligraphy from somewhere, and deliberately showed it off in front of my eyes!"

"That character is really well written. I heard from him that it was written by a rather young calligrapher..."

(End of this chapter)