“…”

Zuo Yang had basically guessed what the ink painting thrush wanted to say next.

However, Shui Shuhuamei didn't know much about him, especially in terms of income. After all, the Celestial Empire has always been committed to a person who does not show off his wealth. No one will have any trouble and tell others how much money he has made, especially those who are as low-key as Zuo Yang, which is even less so.

So, this girl seems to have nothing to say, right?

"Miaomei, why are you asking about this?"

The aunt of the Ink Painting Thrush asked in confusion, "We are now discussing your major events in life. We and your parents are reluctant to fall in love with someone who can't even raise yourself and has no ambitions. This will not have any good results. We are all for your own good."

"What I am talking about now is also a major event in my life, you can tell me!"

Ink painting thrush insists on the way.

"Uh...well, it's all a family, and I won't hide it from you. The restaurant you're running with your uncle is not big, and the customers are basically old acquaintances, so every month, excluding costs, taxes, water and electricity rents and employees' wages, the average that can fall into our hands is only tens of thousands."

The aunt of the Ink Painting Thrush said helplessly, and after that, she also glanced at the father of the Ink Painting Thrush.

This can be regarded as an indirect report to the father of Shui Mo Huamei. Although it was not clearly stated, a large number of those "old acquaintances" were often visited by looking at the father of Shui Mo Huamei. After all, the price of the restaurant in their restaurant is much more expensive than the average meal order, and it is not as delicious as it is. It is definitely enough for ordinary people to come and go.

The father of the ink painting thrush has long known this, but he is also very helpless.

Because the law does not restrict such collateral relatives from running business, and the transaction between the two parties is a legitimate act, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten, at most he can only advise him on the side.

"Are you tens of thousands?"

Shui Mohua curled her lips, turned around and looked at Zuo Yang, and said, "Zuo Yang, I remember you got a [Gang Station Order] in the game some time ago. It seems that Shen Wansan, the North of Seitou, auctioned you for 200,000 yuan?"

"Two hundred thousand?"

As soon as he heard this number, the father, mother, uncle and aunt of the ink painting thrush all showed surprise at the same time, and involuntarily looked at Zuo Yang, as if waiting for his confirmation.

They have never eaten pork or seen pigs running. Although they all know that they can actually make money in the game, there has always been a deep-rooted concept, that is, those who do this kind of work are all unemployed young people who have no ability and can only make a living by consuming their bodies in the game.

Before this, they never thought that the game could make so much money. What kind of resident order is just a virtual prop? Is it okay that someone is willing to spend so much money to buy it?

"Um."

Facing the eyes of these people, Zuo Yang nodded.

He didn't expect that the ink-shui Painting Eyebrow would talk about this. Of course, he was not very clear about how the ink-shui Painting Eyebrow knew about this, because he had never mentioned it to anyone except the studio and Shen Wansan of the North.

But looking back, I met Shen Wansan, the North-Water Shui, and could it be that Shen Wansan, the North-Water Shui, and the North-Water Shui, and the North-Water Shui, and the North-Water Shui, and the North-Water Shui, and the North-Water Shui, and the North-Water Shui, and the North-Water Shui, and the North-Water Shui, and the North-Water S

“…”

The people in the room suddenly didn't know what to say.

200,000, although it may not be anything to those rich big shots, for most ordinary people, it is probably the kind of annual salary that only those blue-collar workers with high ranks can get, right?

At least there is no problem letting the two young couple live a life of food and clothing without worries?

After a moment of silence.

"But this is just a low-probability event. I have learned about some of the game. Even if there are indeed some valuable things in the game, there is only one reason to sell so much money, that is, the probability of it appearing is extremely small and precious enough."

The uncle of the Ink Painting Thrush finally thought of the reason for refutation and said, "Maybe he is lucky this time, but how can you ensure that he will always be so lucky? It is too unstable. We just hope that you can live a peaceful and stable life. Will this be impossible after this month?"

It makes sense...

The others nodded secretly to express their agreement.

"Haha, I'm just taking this matter as an example. You don't think it's over, right?"

But Shuimu smiled confidently, looked back at Zuo Yang and asked, "Zuo Yang, please honestly answer me, have you made more than seven figures of money in the game this month?"

“Seven digits!?”

The father, mother, uncle and aunt of the ink painting thrush opened their eyes again.

What is the concept of seven-digit number? It is a number that goes up by millions, or just this month! If it is this kind of income, wouldn’t it cost tens of millions a year?

If you just live a normal life without worries about food and clothing, you can retire directly by just spending interest after working for a year, right?

"There are, but..."

Zuo Yang nodded again.

In addition to this big pot of gold from the [Gang Station Order], the things he got in the game recently have basically been handed over to the studio to handle.

A few days ago, Wang Ying just calculated the things he had dealt with in recent times. That is, the total income of those miscellaneous things alone has reached 1.43 million. After all, many of the things he has obtained are the top-notch high-end products at the current stage, even at a priceless price. They are very popular and very easy to sell at a premium.

In addition, Zuo Yang is now half of the boss of Jinxiu Studio, and he has to share the studio's income...

This is not the case with the small villa that Shen Wansan gave him in the North. If we count them together, it would be a number that even many medium-sized enterprises could only look up to... However, Zuo Yang did not admit that this small villa belonged to him, and he was just for the time being.

Now, even Zuo Yang couldn't help but sigh: I seem to be a rich man now, a rich generation, right?

"this……"

Seeing Zuo Yang nodding again, the atmosphere in the ward instantly became silent.

Everyone looked at Zuo Yang with surprise, saying that they didn't know what else to say... Even these middle-aged people who are over 50 years old had a thought similar to "Am I really out? I can't understand this world?"

"But what?"

Fortunately, the father of the Ink Painting Thrush was a man who had experienced strong winds and waves. He quickly adjusted his condition and asked Zuo Yang.

"But uncle and aunt, have you misunderstood something? Or do you say that the ink-washing thrush didn't explain it clearly to you, actually I and her..."

Zuo Yang smiled, intending to explain his relationship with ink painting thrush clearly so that these guys will not always use this way of examining their future son-in-law to examine themselves. If they are satisfied with themselves after the exam, wouldn’t that be even more embarrassing?

“…”

Seeing that Zuo Yang seemed to be trying to clarify his relationship with him in front of his parents, a look of loss immediately appeared on Shuimu's face, and he felt a little tingling in his heart.

Why?

What's wrong with me?

Or...you already have someone you like?

It was at this time.

"Deputy Mayor Yang."

A female nurse knocked on the open door inappropriately and walked in, forcibly interrupting Zuo Yang's next words, and said with a smile, "The operation has been arranged, and the vice president of our hospital personally takes care of it. How are you doing? If you are ready, you can enter the operating room now."

"It's ready!"

The mother of Shui Shuimai's mother immediately came to her senses and responded quickly, "Everything is ready, let's have surgery first, let's talk about other things later."

...

While talking.

The group of people started to work in a hurry, and helped the nurses who came here with me to send the father of the ink-washed thrush into the operating room, and then they could only stop outside the operating door and wait.

However, after what happened just now, the uncle and aunt of the Ink Painting Thrush have changed significantly towards Zuo Yang.

So, this world is so realistic. In addition to some soft power, your power and money can largely determine what others think of you.

Especially the uncle who paints ink and thrush.

This guy was so squeamish for a long time, but finally couldn't help it. He came to Zuo Yang and asked him about some things about the game studio. Seeing him like this, he was obviously a little jealous and planned to open a game studio and enter the game to make money.

However, there are so many game studios in China, and not every game studio can make a profit.

Even if Zuo Yang's Jinxiu Studio was in, it had been barely maintaining a barely maintained state before the launch of "The Great Rivers". Otherwise, how could the boss's wife Chen Yi be so mean because the landlord suddenly wanted to take back the house? And Zuo Yang is just an exception.

"hehe."

Through his facial features, Zuo Yang already knew that uncle Shuishu was actually a bit shameful, and he would capsize soon, which would inevitably lead to a prison disaster.

Therefore, he was not willing to have more contact with this guy. After dealing with it for a few words, he went to the corridor alone to wander around.

"Wait me a moment."

Seeing this, Shuishi Painting Thrush naturally followed immediately.

After coming to the corridor, she finally stood in front of Zuo Yang, wrinkled her nose and asked very bluntly: "Zuo Yang, why don't you like me?"

“Why don’t you like it?”

Zuo Yang smiled and asked back.

"Then what are you planning to clarify with my parents..."

Ink Painting Thrush continued to ask.

Zuo Yang finally got serious and said seriously: "It's just a matter of facts. You know I'm a master of shooting, but I have never seen through the opportunities between us. Therefore, before this, I can't like you, as this will only harm you."

"I'm not afraid."

Hearing such an answer, the ink painting thrush was obviously a little happy, and his frown face also looked much better.

"I'm afraid."

Zuo Yang shook his head and said in a good manner, "So for the time being, we can only be friends, you don't have to wait for me deliberately. If we are destined, we will eventually come together. If we are not destined, even if we barely get together now, it will be only temporary. If we should be separated, we still have to be separated. Why bother for a moment, what do you think?"

"Tsk, anyway, the girl's intuition tells me that our fate has been decided long ago, and we will definitely be together again in the future."

Ink painting thrush and mouth thrust, he said confidently.
To be continued...