Chapter 62: 061 Financial Management Storm

On September 9th, Love Net third-in-command Zhong Zhiling returned to Shanghai, and Beijing was still left to a market manager who was originally there.

Similarly, Lu Haiying also determined that she would return to Jin Ling on the 11th.

Yu Xing has now clarified the time plan. Everything before the Internet Conference is to talk slowly with True Love Net, Century Jiayuan, and Lily Net. By September 23rd, he will strive to buy and leave.

At the same time, he also asked for a small leave, preparing to return to his hometown on the 14th to deal with the financial management storm in his family.

Since entering September, Yu Xing has gradually received calls from relatives. On one hand, some analysis of the US economic situation appeared in media newspapers, and on the other hand, everyone gradually couldn't contact Yu Xuhui in the United States, so they called him.

Yu Xing hasn't tried to contact the liar senior disciple since June, but this person probably still appeases investors intermittently, but the reply time interval is getting longer and longer.

Now using a more calm bystander perspective, financial management victims often deceive themselves.

Zhong Zhiling knew what the senior disciple was doing when he went home, and he also consulted what he should do in this situation.

"Your family has little money. If you don't ask, just continue like this. If you ask, anyway, there is now company share backing," Yu Xing said so, and asked, "You don't look like it now?"

Zhong Zhiling was silent, and his mood was really different.

Even according to the current situation, the deficit still cannot be fully compensated, but it is indeed not so panicked.

He recalled the despair that spread from his heart that night, and for a moment he was a bit trance, and then it was the sincere gratitude to the senior disciple.

"Brother Xing, although you always control me, I really..." Zhong Zhiling thanked honestly, "Thank you very much."

Yu Xing smiled without saying a word.

Zhong Zhiling looked at the senior disciple's expression, and a suspicion suddenly grew in his heart, testing and saying: "Brother Xing, do you remember that you promised me that you would say hello to me in advance if you have anything in the future?"

Yu Xing still smiled without saying a word.

"Hey, Brother Xing, hey, you are really my brother! Do you have anything else to hide from me?" Zhong Zhiling felt "wo cao" in his heart, really anxious, "We are close junior disciples! If you have anything, tell me! Is it Ying? Or selling the company?"

"Nothing, just like you said, we are close junior disciples, what can I hide from you?" Yu Xing said kindly, "Is it because the company is about to be sold, and your thoughts have increased again?"

Zhong Zhiling was slightly blocked by this sentence and could only mutter: "What thoughts can I have? My thoughts are the least among the three of us..."

He vaguely discovered now that his girlfriend Lu Haiying seems to have talent in doing things and being a person.

Just like she said last time, everyone is willing to be "sincere" to the people around them, and he didn't figure out such a truth for two or three months.

Who is the one who is recommended for graduate school...

Is it really going to be called "General Manager Lu" in the future?

"Contact by phone if you have anything in these few days. I didn't go back like previous years this summer vacation. My mom has called me several times recently. It's just that our business is still stable," Yu Xing gave this time node as the reason for returning, "Company matters can also be talked about."

Zhong Zhiling let out an "um" and said goodbye to the senior disciple, still having to continue the work in his hands.

Yu Xing carried his bag, brought the office key, and embarked on the journey home.

His hometown is in Haiyan County, Zhejiang Province. In fact, it is closer to Shanghai.

It only takes more than two hours to take a bus from Shanghai back to his hometown, while it takes more than four hours from Nanjing.

Yu Xing listened to music with headphones, looked at the scenery receding outside, and pondered the attitudes of the buyers.

This is the first entrepreneurship, the first time selling a company. From June to September, many are fresh, and many are bold attempts. Although the company actually didn't leave much profit, it set up a stage to sing a play in a short time, monthly revenue exceeded 1 million, and displayed the company, which is the final product, to industry buyers...

Isn't this also a thrilling leap in cognition and practice?

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Xing arrived in Haiyan County. He didn't take a taxi and walked back home swaying.

According to habit, his father should be off work soon. He will go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and then go home to cook. His mother will chat with parents who pick up students at school depending on the situation, but she can also arrive home at the latest after six o'clock.

This is the family rule from childhood to adulthood.

Yu Xing's father, Yu Guosheng, works in the Agricultural Machinery Bureau of the county, and his mother, Chu Qiying, is a Chinese teacher at Tianning Primary School. If it weren't for the changes caused by the financial management deficit, their life might have always been peaceful.

Sure enough, waiting at the door for less than fifteen minutes, Yu Xing heard his father's footsteps coming upstairs.

Yu Guosheng went upstairs with his head down. Just as his hand was about to touch the key in his pocket, he looked up and saw his son who hadn't been seen for several months. The surprise on his face hadn't faded before a smile appeared.

"You little cub! Why are you back? Why don't you call? Your mom said yesterday that you didn't even go home for summer vacation. Your wings are really hard!" Yu Guosheng's voice was quite loud, and he punched his son's shoulder not lightly or heavily after two steps.

"Tired of moving bricks, came back to rest," Yu Xing laughed.

Yu Guosheng opened the door while teasing: "Moving what bricks? Is your school going to build a new building? Not enough manpower, looking for you students to help?"

"It just means work," Yu Xing picked up the backpack on the ground, opened the zipper, and threw two packs of Liqun onto the sofa. "Here, for you, put them away."

Seeing two packs of cigarettes, Yu Guosheng's eyes lit up. He took a step to the sofa, both surprised and somewhat flustered: "Why did you buy cigarettes? That money is for living expenses. Why did you buy this? Where do I put this?"

He is an old smoker, but he was ordered to quit smoking by his wife two years ago. On one hand, he firmly agreed with this family decision, and on the other hand, he inevitably smoked two puffs secretly.

"Put it in my mom's wardrobe, dark under the lamp." Yu Xing suggested.

"No, no, she is just thinking about renovating the wardrobe these two days." Yu Guosheng turned around twice and took the cigarettes to stuff back into the backpack. "Put it in your bag first. She definitely won't look at your bag. I'll take it to the unit tomorrow."

Yu Guosheng just opened the bag and was suddenly stunned. Inside, there was actually a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes.

He turned his head to ask his son: "Who is this pack for?"

"I smoke it myself," Yu Xing said without changing his face. "Recently, the pressure is high, and I bought a pack casually on the side of the road just now."

Yu Guosheng's face changed a bit. Smoking Zhonghua himself, or soft Zhong, and sending Liqun to his father?

Besides, what is the meaning of this consumption of buying a pack casually?

Seeing his father's expression, Yu Xing guessed his slight psychological activity and explained concisely: "Can be reimbursed."

Yu Guosheng stuffed the cigarettes into the backpack, and the whole person also restored the aura, pacing: "Oh, can be reimbursed, this, how much can be reimbursed?"

Before Yu Xing could answer, both father and son heard the familiar footsteps coming from the stairs.

Seeing that the backpack on the sofa was a bit conspicuous, Yu Guosheng gave his son a look.

Yu Xing lifted it and put the bag on the side of the sofa on the ground.

"Old Yu, Xiao Ying called me yesterday." Chu Qiying hadn't arrived yet, but the voice had already come in, but the second half suddenly turned into surprise, "Oh, Zhou Xingxing, why are you back!"

She hugged her son.

Yu Xing just wanted to express his happiness of going home when he was pinched by his mother's hand.

"Thinner! Why is there a smell of smoke on you! Show your teeth! Let me see!" Chu Qiying keenly smelled the quite strong smell of smoke and pinched her son's mouth with one hand.

Yu Xing showed his teeth helplessly, showing his teeth that hadn't had time to deposit smoke scale.

Chu Qiying didn't see any clues, turned her head to blame her husband: "I let you quit smoking early, quit smoking early. From childhood to adulthood, you let Zhou Xingxing watch you smoke. What's good about smoking? Look at how thin the son is!"

Yu Guosheng suffered an unjust disaster and could only spread his hands: "I quit, I quit! Is quitting smoking so easy? Besides, smoking can't lose weight either. What you said is taking drugs, wait..."

He looked at his son who was obviously thinner than the last time they met, and was a bit suspicious. He was buying cigarettes for himself, and he was spending money lavishly to smoke soft Zhong...

Yu Xing raised both hands: "Do I have to check blood and urine when I go home? It's just that I've been busy recently, so I lost weight!"

Yu Guosheng still believed his son.

"Old Yu, go cook, make some specialties." Chu Qiying could also do it, but the taste of cooking wasn't as good as her husband's. She pulled her son to sit on the sofa and asked with a smile about the life of not going home during the summer vacation.

Yu Guosheng looked back three times, worrying about the backpack that was close at hand to his wife.

"Look at your father, that old thing. He doesn't say it on his mouth, look at how much he misses you." Chu Qiying said to her son with emotion.

Yu Xing couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I miss you two too. Sometimes I can't sleep at night, the pressure is high, I think of you two, and I can't wait to go home immediately."

The emotional expression of Chinese families is often implicit. It is "have you eaten," "don't be tired," "add clothes," "is it enough," "don't stay up late," and reporting good news but not bad news.

Chu Qiying suddenly heard her son's straightforward narrative and looked at his thin face. She said seriously with a fake face: "If you can't sleep, you don't know how to call me? If you miss us, you go home."

"Can't leave. Besides, the source of pressure is the problem that needs to be solved," Yu Xing said earnestly. "If the problem becomes smaller, the pressure can naturally become smaller."

Chu Qiying heard this and a worry flashed in her heart. She wanted to ask her son but held back. She controlled her emotions slightly and asked with a smile: "I told your father yesterday, I said this son didn't even go home for summer vacation, stayed in school all day, followed the tutor all day, is it because he went to be a son-in-law? Or is there a partner in school, reluctant to come back?"

"No, I will tell you when I have one." Yu Xing answered casually and reached out to turn on the TV. It happened that the screen was playing foreign news, which was the disposal of Freddie Mac and Fannie Mae by the US Treasury.

He didn't change the channel and just watched this news.

Chu Qiying just started chatting about things in school, and gradually watched the news with him, and couldn't help but consider how to ask her son in her heart.

"Wife, wife, go buy a bottle of soy sauce, no soy sauce!" Yu Guosheng in the kitchen suddenly made a sound.

Chu Qiying got up and walked to the kitchen. After a while, she came out with an unnatural face and went out to buy soy sauce first.

After she bought it back and sat on the sofa again, the news on the TV had changed to the domestic field.

"You didn't like watching news the most before?" Chu Qiying said with emotion. "Really grew up, sigh, also lost weight, you have to eat well, don't eat junk food!"

She was always concerned about her son losing weight.

"My dad served the dishes, the weight lost in summer vacation is all made up at home." Yu Xing laughed. "Is that okay?"

He got up to go to the kitchen to serve dishes and rice.

Yu Guosheng cooked very neatly, two cold dishes, three hot dishes, and a pot of soup.

"Son, have some?" Yu Guosheng poured a glass of wine and greeted his son.

Chu Qiying gave her husband a white look.

Yu Xing smiled and shook his head.

A family of three, dinner started.

It's just that before eating two bites, Chu Qiying's phone rang. She looked at the caller and got up to go to the bedroom to answer.

"Aunt's phone." Yu Xing waited for his mother to sit down and asked.

Chu Qiying let out an "um" and didn't say much.

Yu Guosheng sipped two sips of wine, heard the news on the TV involving the United States, and asked casually: "The situation in the United States is not good now. Sigh, Zhou Xingxing, how is your American senior disciple?"

Yu Xing chewed the meat in his mouth carefully, drank another sip of soup, then put down his chopsticks, and answered crisply: "He ran away."

Yu Guosheng's hand holding the wine glass shook.

Chu Qiying's face became heavy instantly.

The air in the small restaurant seemed to become stagnant.

After a while, Yu Guosheng asked slowly: "What do you mean by running away? Isn't his home in Jin Ling? He won't come back? Are you unable to contact him or what?"

Yu Xing didn't answer his father's question and said simply about his own affairs: "This summer vacation, I opened a company with my junior disciple and junior sister. The goal of entrepreneurship is to earn more money to deal with this financial management problem."

Yu Guosheng put the wine glass on the table and said in a deep voice: "What exactly is going on with financial management? How can your senior disciple run away? You even started a business! With your brain..."

Chu Qiying looked at her husband with worry, not wanting him to communicate in this tone when her son just came back. However, small things are fine, but now the big things the family encountered... still need her husband to speak.

Yu Xing continued to say: "Now there are three companies that want to buy our company, and the highest offer is 1.3 million."

Yu Guosheng's words were interrupted. The storm that was brewing in his throat was originally there, but the sound coming from his ears seemed to sink directly, smashing the unformed storm to pieces.

His son's words are easy to verify, and there is no need to lie at such a juncture.

This...

Yu Guosheng let out an "uh" and asked subconsciously: "Really, really? Uh, with your brain, you have been very flexible since childhood..."

Yu Xing sighed: "But I didn't sell."

Yu Guosheng stood up with a "teng" and asked: "Are you lying? What company can sell for more than 1 million without doing much! I think you got..."

Yu Xing continued: "I plan to participate in the Internet Conference held in Jin Ling on September 23rd, hoping to sell the company for 2 million."

Yu Guosheng sat back, feeling that the wine he drank today was really powerful. He felt dizzy and looked straight at his son: "I think you got... got, got smart disease..."

Yu Xing took out his phone, flipped to the communication text message with the buyer, handed it to his worried mother, and touched a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to his father, helped light it, and lit one for himself.

He took two puffs: "Dad, your son is healthy and clear-headed. I have been busy with company matters for these three months. Even if it can't sell for 2 million, it should be more than 1 million."

Yu Guosheng didn't make a sound, smoked, and then leaned over to his wife to look at the communication in the text message together.

The two looked for a while and didn't make a sound.

After a while, Yu Guosheng questioned: "Just these few text messages, you, you don't have enough powerful proof. Text messages can be sent by anyone."

"Dad, go to the study, use the computer to search 'Gui'ai Net'. Penguin and Sina have reports on the company and me. NetEase reported it before, but I don't know if it was deleted." Yu Xing said calmly.

Yu Guosheng immediately got up and went to the study, pressing the search content with his index finger one by one.

Soon, he saw Penguin's report "Abandoning Medicine for Business, College Student Entrepreneurship Goal Points to Ten Million."

The company is Gui'ai Net, the founder is Yu Xing, the character background is a graduate student entrepreneur of Jin Ling Yike University...

Matched, all matched!

Yu Guosheng walked out of the study blankly and nodded to his wife who was concerned about the answer. It seems that it is probably true...

The couple sat on the chair together, staring at their son in unison.

There was surprise, bewilderment, confusion on their faces, but only the worry that was faintly visible before was missing.

Yu Xing lit the second cigarette again, threw one to his father, and revealed a smile. This is what he wanted to see most! This is what he didn't want to wait for a second!

Yu Guosheng also lit a cigarette and thought quietly.

Chu Qiying finally reacted, her expression changed, and she looked at her husband: "Surnamed Yu! Did I let you smoke!"

Yu Guosheng hurriedly extinguished it. Not bad, not bad, already finished one.

Yu Xing watched this scene with a smile.

Chu Qiying turned her head and questioned: "Didn't say you? Are you not surnamed Yu?"

"Uh." Yu Xing took a deep puff of cigarette and laughed calmly, "Mom, I will finish this one, and I won't smoke at home tomorrow."

Chu Qiying glared at her son, turned her head and saw her husband's eagerness to move, and criticized: "Why don't you hurry up and put away the cigarettes for General Manager Yu!"

Yu Xing was choked by this: "Cough, cough, cough..."

Yu Guosheng stuffed the cigarettes into his pocket, his hand returned to the wine bottle, and asked a question before dinner: "General Manager Yu, have some?"

Yu Xing smiled and nodded: "Dad, I will have one glass."

Chu Qiying didn't object this time and let out a long breath: "What exactly is going on? I'm confused. Zhou Xingxing, what have you been doing during this time?"

"It's a long story." Yu Xing raised his glass to touch his father's, pondered, "Morality of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, fame of the Xia, Shang, and Zhou Dynasties..."

Chu Qiying hit her son's arm with a slap.

Yu Xing immediately said honestly: "Three months ago, one night, my junior disciple Zhong Zhiling, he quarreled with his girlfriend, and I suddenly wanted to make a bet with him..."

One night three months ago, I made a decision, and today, three months later, I saw the harvest on my parents' faces.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 63 =====