The Vaporwave gaming platform has not yet come up with a good solution for major European and American companies.
But Lin Yao received a call.
That night, I went back early.
The father of the two sisters told her to go back early, certainly not to her hometown, but to her home in Pengcheng.
As for Pengcheng, Lin Yao would be gone.
Lin Xi could probably face their fathers all night long.
Lin Yao was quite worried that the two fathers and daughters were getting into trouble, so she rushed back as soon as she got off work.
open the door.
Change your shoes at the entrance.
Not in yet.
Lin Yao smelled a faint fragrance.
She sniffed it gently...it seemed to smell like Bawang Hua pot pork bones.
Lin Xi’s favorite dish.
When she walked in, Lin Yao did not see her father Lin Bing. Instead, she saw an elegant man about fifty years old, wearing thin-rimmed glasses and with a bookish air.
Lin Xi was sitting opposite the man, chatting with him.
Hear footsteps.
She immediately stopped chatting, looked up at Lin Yao, showed a faint gentle smile, and said softly: "You're back? This is Uncle Zhang, Zhang Youjie, I wonder if you still remember."
Lin Xi introduced the man opposite him without leaving any trace.
When the scholarly and elegant man heard the footsteps, he turned his head, looked at Lin Yao, showed a happy smile, and said: "Xiao Yao, long time no see."
"...Long time no see, Uncle Zhang."
Lin Yao thought for a while and then remembered who this Uncle Zhang was.
This is the childhood discovery of the father of the two sisters. He and Lin Bing have been close friends since childhood. After graduating from middle school, they dropped out of school and went out to work together. They have been together for decades and have a life-long friendship.
certainly.
This is what Lin Yao heard from her grandmother.
The most profound impression she had on Uncle Zhang was when he came to visit her home when she was a child.
Every time he came here and saw the two sisters, Uncle Zhang would take out two stacks of banknotes from his pocket and hand them to Lin Yao and Lin Xi...
Yes.
Two stacks.
It doesn't fit his image very well.
Lin Bing is not that generous in his actions...
Lin Yao remembered herself in memory and was stunned when she received the stack of banknotes.
Another thing that left a deep impression was if my grandma was really pissed off.
Not only did he hit his own son with a cane, but Uncle Zhang also hit him with him.
The old man's belief is that a son is a son no matter how old he is. If he is beaten, he will be called unkind, and he will be beaten even if he is forty years old.
She would occasionally vent her anger on Uncle Zhang.
And this Uncle Zhang was not angry even when he was being chased and beaten with a cane. He spoke to a grandma, so you calmed down the anger and comforted the old lady with a smile, and you could usually coax the old lady quickly.
More like a son than Lin Bing.
This can be regarded as side proof of the relationship between Zhang Youjie and the Lin family.
It's really good.
Lin Yao hadn't seen him for a long time. She was actually quite surprised to see him now.
"Time flies so fast, I'm already a grown up girl."
Zhang Youjie looked at the slim, tall and agile Lin Yao and sighed in a daze.
"After all, we haven't seen each other for so long. How is Uncle Zhang doing lately? How old is the child?"
Lin Yao sat down next to Lin Xi and asked politely.
"... Where did your Uncle Zhang come from? You are just exposing a scar."
Zhang Youjie didn't have time to reply.
There was a sound from the kitchen.
Lin Bing wore an apron and held an unlit cigarette in his mouth, looking at Zhang Youjie with a narrow look on his face.
He is tall and burly, nearly two meters tall, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a high bridge of nose. He looks quite good-looking when looking at a certain facial feature alone, but when put together for some reason, he looks very mediocre and ordinary.
But ordinary appearance does not mean that others are ordinary. In fact, although he is over fifty and his temples are a bit frosty, he has an aura just standing there, an aura that is difficult to describe.
If you have to describe it.
It probably feels like being on top of the earth.
In fact.
In Lin Yao's memory, Lin Bingbuxiao was quite imposing when he was serious.
But the problem is that he smiles playfully most of the time.
Just like this moment, wearing a printed apron from Lin Xi... it just doesn't match, and even the most imposing person becomes ordinary now.
"It doesn't count to reveal scars, and you don't have to get married to prove that you have been here for the rest of your life."
Zhang Youjie smiled and didn't take Lin Bing's teasing seriously seriously.
Lin Bing said without hesitation: "I see you, you just blame your parents for abandoning you, think they are dirty and unwilling to continue the family line. Tell the truth, Xiao Zhang, are you envious? My two daughters have inherited perfectly
Look how beautiful my genes are."
Zhang Youjie was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "Envy."
"If you can't speak, don't speak."
Lin Xi's round and fair oval face darkened, and she lightly glared at her father who was standing at the door of the kitchen.
"Xiaoxi, please understand, I am your father." Lin Bing held a cigarette in his mouth and said with a sad look on his face.
Lin Xi turned her head again and ignored him. Instead, she held Lin Yao's hand and smiled apologetically at Zhang Youjie.
"Yeah, if I had known better, I wouldn't have brought you here, you bitch."
Lin Bing had no choice but to vent his anger on his daughter, so he could only curse at Zhang Youjie: "Eat, eat! Don't sit here like an uncle, come here and serve the bowl."
"Okay." Zhang Youjie put down his tea cup and went to get the bowl.
Lin Bing looked at the two sisters again and said in a gentler tone: "It's time to eat."
…
On the dinner table.
Lin Xi was speechless and didn't say much.
Lin Bingzai and Zhang Youjie flirted and talked wildly, and occasionally talked about some Beijing gossip that seemed to be true, but because the person they talked about was not familiar to Lin Yao, they didn't feel anything at all.
Although Lin Bing is an indifferent person.
But the cooking is quite delicious.
It suits Lin Yao's taste very well.
She didn't say anything and was busy eating.
"Xiaoyao, how's your online game company doing lately?"
Lin Yao said nothing.
But the elders seemed to pay attention to her. At the end of the dinner, Zhang Youjie brought the topic to Lin Yao, seeming a little curious.
"It's good, but I've been having some trouble lately."
Lin Yao smiled at him: "But the problem is not big. Generally speaking, it is developing in a good direction."
"Oh? Is it true, as the report said, that the monthly turnover of the studio can reach 500 million?"
Zhang Youjie put down his bowl, not knowing that he was full, so he put it down to show his seriousness.
He really didn't know the financial situation of his little niece's studio. Ever since Linmu Studio's finances were moved out of Linmu Financial Holdings, he no longer knew. It's not that he couldn't find out, but he had gone to great lengths to check his niece's.
In the studio, it is better to ask directly verbally.
"No." Lin Yao shook her head.
"oh."
Zhang Youjie nodded clearly, then showed an encouraging look and said: "It's not a lot, if not 500 million. We have achieved such results in just one year..."
"No, you misunderstood me."
Lin Yao smiled sheepishly and interrupted: "I mean more than that... because there was a special summer promotion recently, the number of online game users has also increased, and the monthly revenue is already more than the number in the report, doubled.
Times."
"..."
Zhang Youjie suddenly fell silent. He looked at the girl with an embarrassed expression on her pretty face, a little surprised.
After a while.
Only then did he react, looked at Lin Bing, and said with a wry smile: "...You are really better than the old."