As soon as the words were finished, a female voice sounded from the opposite side of the phone.

"I asked you to talk to your son well, you are still like this!"

"Give me your phone!"

Soon, there was a gentle sound.

"Son! That's it."

"Our pig farm has been expanded, and now we have raised 50,000 pigs and hired another group of employees."

"Look at your dad and I, you're older and can't manage it. Come back!"

"You also know that your father is too stubborn. After making a decision, he doesn't like to discuss with others."

"mom!"

Hu Yibao hesitated for a while and said.

"I don't want to go back."

"I feel that I can still make a breakthrough."

If it were before, Hu Yibao might have made his own compromises on this phone call.

After all, my previous persistence was really wrong.

I can't make a living by writing novels.

If you go home and inherit the pig farm, it is what people call rich second generation.

Fifty thousand pigs.

Half a year of slaughter.

Excluding costs, one net profit is 1,000.

A guaranteed minimum of 100 million yuan per year.

This kind of profit margin, if placed among the authors who write novels, is also a top-level existence that can only be achieved.

But now it's different.

I have a system.

I donated 100 million before, but now I have another 10 million. If I win the lottery again, it will be 18 million.

Buy gold as directed by the system.

These eighteen million.

After a week, you can earn nine million.

This is more profitable than raising pigs!

Moreover, money makes money.

Endless and endless.

Hearing Hu Yibao's reply, his mother was a little unable to bear it and said with a little lament in her voice.

"Yibao! You are now 22, and you will be 23 during the Chinese New Year. When your father was as old as you, your grandfather had his grandson."

"You don't know that the boy from the Zhang family next door brought his girlfriend back to get engaged this year and get married after the New Year."

"That was when I was a kid, I often followed your butt and I was two years younger than you."

"It doesn't matter if your family business is inherited or not, it's just that your marriage is a big deal!"

"You don't know how many older left-handed men are now..."

The topic is gradually getting farther away.

When did you become a person who is about to die of old age in your mother's mind?

Hu Yibao subconsciously looked in the mirror and interrupted his mother, "Mom! I don't look that chill, right!"

"Yes! You are not ugly." The mother's voice came immediately, "But you have to know that in this world, you can't be a good person. Honest people can't find a partner."

"You are stupid and can't speak, how can you make girls happy..."

All right!

The original topic is back.

In order to end this topic, Hu Yibao quickly said, "Give me two months, and I can't find a partner, so I will go home for a blind date and inherit the family business."

The sound opposite the phone stopped instantly.

Then came the mother's happy voice.

"Yibao, this is what you said."

"Two months... forget it! I'll give you three months."

"As long as you can find a girlfriend, you can get married within two years. Do whatever you want in the future!"

"If you have any objections on your dad, don't worry, I'm here."

"Ahem!!"

My father's cough suddenly came at this time.

Immediately followed by my mother's voice, "Why are you coughing? Can't I make the decision in this family?"

"If my son can find a girlfriend in three months, I will be in charge of the next thing."

The father did not respond.

However, according to family status.

Hu Yibao guessed that it should be the default.

A stone in my heart couldn't help but fall down.

Next, my mother said something to herself.

Hang up the phone.

"call!"

Hu Yibao let out a heavy sigh.

Finally dealt with it.

Just this girlfriend, how do you find it?

Hu Yibao looked embarrassed.

Since childhood, I have been a straight man template.

When I wake up in high school.

Already a science student.

There are thirty men and eight women in one class.

In addition to the famous flowers, the others are Vajra Barbie.

No choice.

I thought there was hope in college.

But who knew that he actually entered a monk class in the mechanical department.

Thirty-six classmates.

They are all Arhats!

There is not a single nun.

When I entered society, I found several jobs, and they were all about mechanical manufacturing and production.

Except for the sweeping aunties and the canteen aunties, the others are all men.

I quit my job and wrote a novel.

I've been staying there for another year...

Flip through the list of friends on your phone.

Hundreds of contacts.

There are only eight women.

There are only three relatives left.

In order to facilitate recognition, Hu Yibao also specially attached tags with his name to make notes.

Li Nana (Junior High School Classmate)

Zuo Yining (Junior High School Classmate)

Shangguan Qingrou (Primary School Classmate)
To be continued...