Rebirth of the era of struggle

Chen Qiuyue didn't seem to care.

Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Don't make such a joke, it's scary."

"Ok."

The phone hangs up.

A high-end residential area in Jiangcheng.

Chen Qiuyue took the phone and returned to the living room from the balcony.

"Yueyue, who are you calling? It can't be a boy."

The slightly fat man sitting on the sofa said with a smile.

"dad."

Chen Qiuyue walked over, hugged the middle-aged man's arm, sat next to her and said coquettishly, "Dad, don't you often boast that when you were young, you lived among thousands of flowers without even touching your body, so tell me, my mother is How did you get it done?"

"Nonsense, who told you this?"

The man smiled awkwardly.

"Aunt Bai downstairs, Aunt Huang from the neighborhood opposite, Aunt Liu who sells fruit, and...they all know about your romantic past?"

Chen Qiuyue counted the names of five or six people.

"Cough cough cough."

The man's complexion is reddish.

"They're all talking nonsense. Don't believe it. Your father has only loved your mother in his life."

"You wouldn't say the same to others, would you?"

Chen Qiuyue pinched him angrily, and the man couldn't help taking a breath.

Looking at his distraught daughter, Lao Chen was a little worried. Could it be that his daughter was scumbag?

riverside.

Lu Yang looked at his phone, there was still a text message.

It was sent by Xu Shiran.

Happy birthday, smile.

Lu Yang returned two smiles.

I wonder how Xu Shiran is doing at home?

Back home, Qian Yun's breakfast was ready, she ate a bowl of millet porridge with pickles, and sent the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen, Lu Yang burped.

Lu Weimin instructed: "Xiaoyang, don't go out today, I have already made a reservation for lunch at Yunduo Hotel."

"Dad, how is the grade?"

Lu Yang said with a smile.

Lu Weimin said with some distress: "They are all served according to the high price, two thousand dishes for a table, and I also bought Ruan Zhonghua and a bottle of Wuliangye..."

"Not bad, old Comrade Lu has improved."

Lu Yang said with a smile.

Although I don't like the uncles and the others, there is no need to be so shabby for dinner. This is a matter of face. At least the uncle can't find any reason to talk nonsense.

After eating, Lu Yang went back to his room.

For lunch, he must go early in the morning, and he didn't think about going out.

First open the background of CC comics.

Lu Yang looked at the latest flow graph.

The number has increased quite a bit recently.

The background data shows that the CC comics website has 1 registered members, and the daily traffic has already exceeded 2. Compared with a week ago, this figure has almost doubled.

Looks like the event is doing well.

Lu Yang opened Penguin and left a message for Lu Xiaoyu.

The deer in the distance: The event is doing well, the traffic has increased a lot, and the number of members will exceed [-] before the year. When will our company be on holiday?

After writing the novel, Lu Yang changed his screen name to his pen name, which also facilitated his communication with readers in the group.

Fish in the deep sea: tentatively scheduled on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

Deer in the distance: Well, it’s been hard work. If there are no accidents, after the new year, I will go to school early and I can help you share some of the burden.

Fish in the deep sea: You have a conscience.

After chatting with Lu Xiaoyu for a while, Lu Yang went to the work group again and asked Chen Yu about their progress. After returning from cultivation, they can now talk three times a week. This demon king is obviously strong but overly cautious, and he can talk twice a week. , Judging from the speed, it is already very fast. The employees of Xiaoyu Studio basically have no time to rest.

Chen Yu: Boss, the Demon King outline is almost used up, please spare me the next outline.

Deer in the distance: OK.

The demon king's outline was provided by Lu Yang. Chen Yulai wrote the detailed script, not because he didn't believe in Chen Yu's level, but because Lu Yang has future experience, he can grasp the framework and prevent the comic from being unfinished.

How many excellent comics, because the rhythm can't be grasped, the jumping in the end is a mess, like the late Dragon Ball, Lu Yang doesn't want this phenomenon to appear in the comics he personally created.

Handle the affairs of the company well.

Lu Yang opened the document, and the outline of the Demon King was written on the back.

time flies.

At about ten o'clock, father Lu Weimin knocked on the door and said, "Xiaoyang, are you still busy? We should go there."

"it is good."

Lu Yang saved the outline he wrote just now, closed the computer, and went out with his father.

His mother, Qian Yun, dressed up specially, the gold necklace around her neck was shining, and she was also wearing the gold bracelet that Lu Yang gave him this time. She was wearing a dark blue coat, which gave her the air of a lady.

"Mom, you look so pretty."

Lu Yang praised it.

"Of course, your mother is not good-looking, how could she give birth to such a handsome son like you."

Qian Yun said with a smile.

Lu Weimin, who was cutting the hang tags on clothes with scissors, interjected, "This doesn't still have my genes."

He wanted to take some credit at first, but Qian Yun sighed and said, "Yes, otherwise, Xiaoyang could look better."

Lu Weimin: ...

Lu Yang casually took a jacket and put it on. After the whole family packed up, Qian Yun locked the door, and Lu Yang drove them to the Yunduo Hotel.

The road was smooth, and we arrived at the location in ten minutes.

Yunduo Hotel is the best hotel in Qingshan County.

Lu Yang doesn't know who he is, but the wealthy people in Qingshan County will basically come here to meet and discuss business. When it comes to Yunduo Hotel, most people in the county only have two words in their minds.

advanced!

After parking the car, the family walked into the hotel, Lu Weimin said a few words at the front desk, and a waiter took them to the reserved box.

Several relatives hadn't come yet, Lu Yang was playing with his mobile phone, Qian Yun and Lu Weimin were eating melon seeds around the table.

Not long after, Lu Weiguo drove over in a BMW.

Besides him, there was a coquettishly dressed woman in her 30s. She was her second wife. In the back seat of the car, there was another pretty girl, Lu Weiguo's eldest daughter, Lu Xiao. cute.

"Wei Guo, that poor little brother of yours, is he willing to treat guests here for dinner?"

Getting off the car and walking into the resplendent hotel, the coquettish woman couldn't help but say.

"It's probably because Xiujuan and Weiqiang are back, so they slapped their faces to pretend to be fat."

Lu Weiguo didn't go to the front desk to ask, and went directly to the elevator. He has been to this place many times, so he is quite familiar with it.

Lu Weiguo's family entered the door, Lu Yang's uncle Lu Weiqiang, and his aunt Lu Xiujuan's family also came here.

Chapter 155 Second Brother, Are You Rich?

In the box of the Cloud Hotel.

Lu Yang's younger uncle, Lu Weiqiang, looked at the decoration of the box and said with a smile, "This place is really nice. When did the second brother become so generous? It's not because my sister-in-law asked for it."

"Yeah, your sister-in-law said that it's rare for you to come back once, and the class should be raised a bit." Lu Weimin didn't care, anyway, his relatives knew about his reputation of being henpecked.

Lu Weiguo sat on the main seat calmly, with a stick of soft China that Lu Weimin sent him just now dangling from his mouth, and said solemnly: "Second brother, there is no need to do this, as big as the pot should be as big as the lid."

This seems to mean that Lu Weimin is putting on too much, he obviously doesn't have the strength, yet he wants to invite him to dinner here.

Lu Yang glanced at his uncle.

Good guy.

As expected of a professional troll, there are reasons for this.

If he really went to an ordinary place as he said, I'm afraid he should be disgusted by now.

Lu Yang didn't speak, Qian Yun retorted: "Brother, you can't say that, and you have never seen my pot, how do you know how big it is?"

Lu Weiguo chuckled: "Do you still need to watch it?"

"Our relatives, the uncle's family is the biggest pottery, why don't you see us here for a meal?" Lu Yang sighed, and said very regretfully.

A word of anti-kill.

Lu Weiqiang quietly stretched out a thumb.

Qian Yun and Lu Weimin didn't change their faces, as if they didn't hear this sentence.

Lu Weiguo was stunned and had nothing to say, Lu Yang's words were true, he often came here to eat, but he always accompanied his business partners or the leaders of the county, his family really never invited him.

Lu Weiqiang said with a smile: "Brother, what Xiaoyang said is true, why don't you come to the table a year ago?"

Lu Weiguo took a few puffs of cigarettes, and said with an unnatural expression: "There are only a few days left before the year before, and it's not easy to arrange. Let's talk about it after the year."

None of his words were taken seriously.

If you really want to invite, you can arrange it in the afternoon or tomorrow. It’s not easy to arrange, but it’s just a delay. After a year, who will remember this matter.

When everyone was here, Lu Weimin told the waiter that the food could be served.

Qian Yun and sister-in-law Lu Xiujuan were chatting aside.

"Juanzi, when will you leave after the Chinese New Year?"

She knew that Lu Xiujuan and her husband Tian Rong were working in a southern factory.

Lu Xiujuan said: "There won't be many lives there this year, and we will leave after the fifteenth day."

"That's a good relationship. Come to my house more often. Our relatives, from all over the world, don't see each other a few times a year." Qian Yun looked at Lu Xiujuan's son next to him, and asked, "Xiaoxin has already done it this year. You are in the third year of junior high school, how are your grades?"

Tian Xin was playing with his mobile phone when Lu Xiujuan grabbed him and said, "Your aunt asked about your grades?"

"Okay."

Tian Xin said something perfunctory, still staring at the phone.

"This kid is like this." Lu Xiujuan was a little helpless: "His dad and I are working outside, and my grandma can't control him, so I'm going crazy at home."

"Children are like this. Xiaoyang used to be playful, and it will be fine when he grows up."

Qian Yun glanced at Lu Yang, very satisfied.

"Xiaoyang doesn't go to the Internet cafe now?"

Lu Xiujuan glanced at Lu Yang in surprise, he remembered that this nephew used to like spending time in Internet cafes the most, and both Qian Yun and the second brother were worried.

"I'm not going, and I'm still sharing the family's worries, working part-time at school, so my father and I don't even have to worry about tuition and living expenses?" Qian Yun showed off her son.

Parents are like this, sons like to talk about their achievements, and no one is exempt from it.

This caught the attention of several people at the table.

"Xiaoyang, what part-time job are you doing?"