Chapter 503: Yang Fan's Sudden Idea

The company's affairs have troubled Yang Qing, giving him a headache.

He increasingly feels that he is unable to cope.

Even with so many managers helping him run the company, it still leaves him exhausted.

Midnight.

Rou Dan Yang Fan and Rou Qiu Yang Qihang got up in the middle of the night, sneaking off to the basement.

Passing the study, they saw that Yang Qing's room light was still on.

Being a boss really is tough.

He poked Yang Qihang and gestured toward Yang Qing's room.

"Old brother, do you see? Being a boss is really hard."

"Listen to me, bro, study engineering with me, and someday we'll make cars—how cool would that be?"

Rou Qiu felt sorry and glanced at the study.

"I think I'll stick to liberal arts."

"If we both go into engineering, Dad will go crazy."

Yang Fan snorted.

"He doesn't care about that at all."

"You didn't hear him say that once we're in college, he won't care about us anymore."

"Doing research costs a lot of money—how can we do it without money?"

"Otherwise, you help me, and we'll make some little gadgets to see if we can make money."

Yang Qihang lacked confidence.

"Just those radios, electronic watches, and calculators you've been tinkering with?"

"Who would buy them? They're ridiculously expensive."

Yang Fan pulled him toward the basement.

"Those are old projects; I'm currently working on something new—come, let me show you."

Soon the two of them sneaked into the basement.

Inside the basement was Yang Fan's own lab.

In this regard, Yang Qing was very generous—he could do whatever he wanted.

But when it came to enjoyment, Yang Fan had to figure it out himself.

(Many people say Chinese lack imagination and can't think independently. Actually, it's because foreigners must live independently at eighteen, so they start thinking about their future path at sixteen or even earlier.)

(And we, many or even most people, still rely on our parents after graduating college.)

(We overprotect our children, arranging everything for them, so why would they need to think?)

(Especially the propaganda that richly raising daughters is beneficial—it's outright stupid. With no life pressure, where does all that motivation come from? What is the driving force? This only makes their minds simple and easy to fool, and it cultivates selfish habits and a sense of superiority.)

Yang Qihang immediately spotted the Pong arcade machine and the Odyssey home game console.

(Pong was the earliest ping-pong arcade machine; the Odyssey is a game console that connects to a TV, essentially a black-and-white type, though it requires a specific TV. Later, Atari was an imitation of the Odyssey.)

Kids just love these things.

"I bought these with my own pocket money."

"Don't tell the old man, or we won't get to play."

Yang Qihang, thud-thud-thud…

He ran up to the Pong machine, turned it on, and started playing.

He quickly became absorbed in it.

Yang Fan himself ran over to the Odyssey.

He began to take it apart.

Compared to playing, he preferred taking it apart.

After taking it apart, he saw many things he didn't recognize.

Then he began to study them.

After Yang Qihang had played for an hour, he got a bit bored and wanted to try the Odyssey, but Yang Fan had already taken it all apart.

He walked over, alas.

"Why did you take it all apart?"

Yang Fan ignored him, still studying the circuitry.

Yang Qihang saw Yang Fan engrossed in his research and also turned his gaze to the disassembled Odyssey, a mess of parts.

He was also curious: how does this heap of junk turn into a fun game?

After studying for a while, he too became absorbed.

Many things on the circuitry Yang Fan had taken apart were incomprehensible to him.

He then turned his gaze to the Pong machine.

Yang Qihang felt terrible and stopped Yang Fan.

"Bro, what are you doing?"

Yang Fan replied matter-of-factly.

"Of course I took it apart—otherwise, what's the point of keeping it?"

"What else is there to do but play?"

"Can't you not take it apart?"

Yang Fan simply shook his head.

「No, hurry, let's take it apart together, dawn is coming soon, we don't have much time. 」

Yang Fan shoved a pile of tools at him.

Yang Qihang knew the game console could not escape being dismantled.

The two worked half a day before they managed to dismantle the pong into a pile of parts.

The pong's secrets were laid bare before Yang Fan.

The pong was simpler; Yang Fan saw more, but still didn't understand much.

The get-rich dream was cut short halfway.

Yang Fan felt it a pity, but soon he resolved again.

「Yang Qihang, I plan to study abroad in Yingjiang this year. 」

He had completed his high school studies and had also self-taught a lot of university knowledge.

This year he should also go to university.

Originally he intended to go to Gangdao University, but now it seems better to go to Yingjiang.

Both game consoles are from Yingjiang.

Yang Qihang felt Yang Fan was a bit impulsive.

「Will Mom and Dad agree? 」

Yang Fan patted his younger brother's shoulder like a little adult; his 1.7-meter height made him look less ridiculous.

「Little brother, you should know, our fate is in our own hands. 」

「If I want to go, I will go; if Mom and Dad disagree, I'll persuade them; if they still disagree, we'll figure something out ourselves. 」

「As long as we get the admission notice from Yingjiang, they'll agree even if they don't want to. 」

Yang Qihang felt speechless; the Yang family has so many businesses, all like you—what will happen in the future?

Compared to himself, he would rather ease his father's burden.

「I still want to attend business school. 」

「Tomorrow, ask Mom and Dad whether they'll let me go to Yingjiang. 」

「If possible, we could go to the same school. 」

At ten, he felt he had basically self-taught the high school curriculum.

Yang Fan said happily.

「Well done, little brother; Brother believes in you, Brother gives you a thumbs-up. 」

The next day, Yang Qing got up in a daze, sat dazedly at the table, and ate breakfast in a daze.

He felt lazy, not wanting to use his brain much; work was coming soon, and he didn't know how much remained to handle, so he had to rest as much as possible.

Rou Dan and Rou Qiu finished their meal, glanced at each other, then clapped their hands.

「Dad, Mom, Grandma, we have something to say. 」

Yang Qing's dazed mind was awakened.

He yawned.

「What's the matter? 」

Zhao Man Ting and Chen Hong also curiously watched these two earnest children.

Yang Qihang felt a bit weak, and he poked Yang Fan.

Yang Fan gathered his courage and then spoke his plan.

「Mom and Dad, I plan to go to Yingjiang to attend university this year. 」

Yang Qihang also weakly raised his hand.

「I can now go to university as well. 」

Chen Hong and Zhao Man Ting had never thought of this; clearly these two are still little brats, going to Yingjiang?

That won't do.

「No, you just need to attend university in Gangdao. 」

Chen Hong objected first.

Zhao Man Ting didn't directly refuse, but advised.

「Yang Fan, Qihang, you're still young and can't live independently; I think Gangdao University is fine, or you could study there a few years and then go to Yingjiang when you're older. 」

Yang Fan faced the pressure from his mother and grandmother, looking to Yang Qing for help.

Yang Qing, however, began to think: they are indeed too young, and Yingjiang is so shameless—would they use underhanded tactics?

But thinking about his Gangdao identity, and the ambiguous relationship between Yingjiang and the Rabbit, there probably wouldn't be any trouble.

「How did you decide to go study in Yingjiang? 」

There must still be a reason.