The overall party was very successful. Although the old father's words made the birthday boy complain a little after he came down, the blowing of candles and the cutting of the cake later, as well as some small performances by Yang Ruoyi, kept the party in a lively and warm atmosphere.
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Of course, there is no part of opening gifts, because Yang Han has explicitly prohibited it in advance. Parties can be held, but no one is allowed to send gifts, and year-end bonuses will be deducted for violators.
Yiyang Culture's year-end bonus is very generous. Under this restriction, Yang Ruoyi did not receive private flattery gifts from employees.
However, under the organization of Dong Yixia, all employees of the company worked together to produce a folding book, which was filled with blessings for Yang Ruoyi from employees in various departments, including Yang Han who was "deceived" to write a card.
The paper was finally regarded as the title page of this "book".
This can be regarded as a gift from the whole company to Yang Ruoyi. The law does not punish everyone, so Yang Han pretended not to see it, turned a blind eye and passed by.
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"This gift is so meaningful! It's very large, and every page has a very clever design. Feifei, look at this, it's like a zipper. When you go down, it's all greeting cards turned over!"
In the car going home, Yang Ruoyi couldn't help but hold the "book" in her hands and study it with Tang Wenfei in the back seat with great interest.
"Really, where did I write it? I didn't expect it to be so fun. Sister Yan Hong also gave me a piece of cardboard to write on before. It seemed to be purple..." Tang Wenfei also turned over curiously.
"I think it's almost time to announce that this is my favorite gift for this birthday!" Yang Ruoyi waved her slender arms and laughed with Tang Wenfei.
"Well, you didn't even look at my gift and you just said it was your favorite. No, no, no!"
"Hehe, didn't you say you would wait until I got back to dismantle it?"
The two girls were squirming and mumbling in the back, while Yang Han was driving in front and couldn't help but curl her mouth slightly.
Isn't it just a book?
What's strange?
After finishing it, Yang Han used the corner of his eye to look at Peng Xueyuan in the passenger seat. Fortunately, Peng Pengtongxiao, who was "squeezed" into the passenger seat, was now obsessed with playing with the camera in his hand and did not notice Yang.
The uncle's expression changed.
After sending Peng Xueyuan and Tang Wenfei back, Yang Han and his daughter also returned to their home.
"You go up with the gift first, and daddy will clean the shoes." Yang Han pretended to bend down and pick up his shoes.
"Is it dirty?" Yang Ruoyi held the gift from Peng Xueyuan and Tang Wenfei alone. It was not very heavy, but the two big boxes were piled together. It was difficult for her to turn around. But her father had no intention of helping her, so the girl had to rely on herself.
, carrying two big boxes and walking upstairs.
As soon as her daughter's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Yang Han threw away her shoes, chuckled, walked quickly to the stairs, and looked up.
I saw the lights on the second floor turn on, and the next second, Yang Ruoyi's clear exclamation came over: "Wow, what is this?"
Immediately, the girl's youthful and lively figure jumped up the stairs.
"Dad, when did you buy a piano at home?" Yang Ruoyi asked excitedly.
Yang Han smiled with satisfaction and walked upstairs: "I bought you a birthday present. I just delivered it this afternoon. How do you like it? Do you like it?"
"This is so cool. Besides, dad, what you bought is a grand piano! Don't most people buy upright ones at home?" Yang Ruoyi asked curiously.
It's not that she has never seen a piano before. In fact, she has no shortage of pianos around her!
First of all, there are several pianos in the company, some of which are bigger than the triangle at home! Then there is the shop next to the school, and there is also a piano in the training class. When she takes vocal lessons, teacher Liao Yansheng often sits there.
I was in front of the piano, teaching her while playing.
Finally, there is Yang Ruoyi's own "Dream Theater". The Dream Theater also has a grand piano, which will be pushed up and lifted up when needed for performances. Of course, its usage rate is still relatively low at present.
But Yang Ruoyi still finds it strange, because very few people buy a piano at home.
"Our living room was quite spacious before, but now it feels narrower because of my piano." Yang Ruoyi followed her father, pointing at the behemoth black grand piano, and said with a smile, "If I and Qi
My sisters told me that we have a grand piano at home, and they will definitely say that we are from a wealthy family and that we live in a mansion!"
"Isn't it a mansion? Our house has two floors, a duplex!" Yang Han said with a smile.
"It's not a duplex. The first floor is empty and no one lives there. Our house is only on the second floor. It has two bedrooms and two living rooms. There is no place for guests to stay," Yang Ruoyi said.
"But our house is large. Have you ever seen such a big living room? Have you ever seen such a big room?" Yang Han said with a smile, "Take your room as an example. It is more than enough to separate your room into two rooms."
Yes, in order to make your stay more comfortable, dad even asked someone to transform it into a room. Not only does it have such a big desk and bookcases, but you also have a cloakroom!"
"..." Yang Ruoyi didn't know how to refute, because it seemed that what her father said made sense.
It's just that the mansion seems to be very beautiful, but the outside of my small building looks shabby and shabby, and it doesn't look like a mansion at all.
Of course, Yang Ruoyi had no interest in continuing to argue with her father about this issue. After she happily opened the gifts from Tang Wenfei and Peng Xueyuan, she hurried to take a shower.
It's time to take a shower and change clothes, and then touch your precious piano.
I have to say that although the white piano has a fairy-like feeling, if you really want to compare it, the black piano has a more high-end feel.
After taking a shower, Yang Ruoyi, who was wearing pajamas, sat on the soft leather piano bench. Before she even opened the lid, she touched the piano, which was so pure and black that it could even reflect people's silhouettes.
So comfortable!
Still cold!
Well, it’s not that Yang Ruoyi has never seen the world, she just thinks it’s her piano and needs to cherish it. After touching it for a while, she opened the cover.
"Two tigers, two tigers..." Yang Ruoyi has not systematically learned to play the piano, but she has tried to play the one-handed version of "Two Tigers" with messy fingering.
Fortunately, although he can't play, with his strong musical talent, Yang Ruoyi's random playing is still in the right rhythm, and it sounds much better than ordinary novices.
Moreover, the tone of this ST piano is simply not too beautiful. When Yang Ruoyi's sensitive ears heard the few notes played by her fingertips, she felt like there was electricity running through her back, and her face was numb. She felt a little obsessed with this.
Musical instrument!
"This piano is much better than the one played by Teacher Liao when I was in class!" Yang Ruoyi couldn't help but raise her head and said to her father.