REBIRTH OF THE REVENGE QUEEN {VOLUME-1 PART-2}

CHAPTER-349

"Yes." Yihaoen nodded. Yiruier bought her a desktop computer at home when she was in primary school. But Yilanyou didn't have a computer when she was in high school: "I'll let Lian Cheng choose one for you tomorrow."

"Good." Yilanyou smiled and nodded. Lian Cheng was reassured. She talked about the computer. Yilanyou looked at Yihaoen, and her eyes turned and said, "Dad, I saw a novel today that was very scary."

"What novel?" Asked Ihorn.

"It's about the company of the protagonist's family goes out of the house, the assets of the family are all transferred, and then the protagonist's father is cheated by the trusted person who has nothing and then kills himself." As Ilanyou said, she watched the expression of Ihorn: "then, the protagonist was still young and had no ability to survive. Her father died, leaving nothing to the protagonist and her mother. They were bullied and impoverished. Her mother could not accept the fact that her father committed suicide. She hanged herself when the protagonist was not at home."

When Ihorn's hand shook, the tofu just picked up fell back into the pot, and the splashed soup dripped onto his hand, which made him relax and smile awkwardly. Ihorn said, "it's a novel after all, and the novel is written by the author to deceive people."

"Yes." Ilanyou also smiled: "I don't think it's true. What other people write about the novel of rebirth? It means that the protagonist lives to his youth after death, and wants to change the tragic ending that will happen in the future."

"Is it? Now the author really dare to write anything.." Ihorn said with a smile, "if a person is dead, he is dead. Where is the possibility of rebirth? Don't teach the children bad."

"Yes. I think so, too. " Ilanyou saw that Ihorn was very resistant to her previous examples, so she decided to slow down the speed of brain washing a little: "little man likes to watch this kind of thing, and also introduced it to me."

"Distinguish between fiction and reality." Ihorn nodded and said, "you still need to focus on learning. Novels are a kind of thing. It's good to spend time when you have nothing to do."

"Yes." Yilanyou nodded: "they all say that art comes from life and is higher than life. Some novels are fake, some are not impossible." Yilanyou took another sip of soup and said, "now my game studio feels pretty good. It may be transformed into a company in the future. At that time, if Xiaoman did something that betrayed me, I might not be able to think about it."

"How can she do that? You are family." Ihorn frowned.

"Yeah, I'm just kidding." Ilanyou solemnly looked at Ihorn: "no matter what, there are still family members." In any case, we should first change the ending of Ihorn's suicide: "with family, what can't go over?"

"You know." Ihorn was relieved when he heard that. Now it's easy for children of this age to think more about it. Recently, he also watched many suicides of high school students. As a father, he was worried.

"Dad, try this little dish I made." Yilanyou pushed the dish forward: "how does it taste?"

Ihorn took a sip and nodded. "It's delicious." Crispy and refreshing, with moderate saltiness.

"Hee hee." Ilanyou smiled and then said with one hand on her chin, "Dad, are you happy that you work so hard now?"

"All right." Ihorn thought for a moment: "it's not about being happy or unhappy. It's always worth living."

"Is Izzie your value?" Ilanyou asked, she is still a little bit of their own ideas in the process of chatting wash to Ihorn better.

"Yes " Ihorn's own is not very sure. He wanted to say yes, but he didn't want to cheat his daughter's sincere eyes.

"Dad, haven't you thought about changing your job?" Ilanyou asked, "change the one you like?"

"I don't like anything." Ihorn laughs awkwardly. His life path from childhood to the big is customized by his father. He has no talent for cooking. He doesn't expect him to make contributions to the cooking of the family and then let him switch to management. He also went to learn management. The craziest thing is that he probably formed a band in college, which is his only craziness.

"Then Dad, is everything you have arranged by grandpa?" Yilanyou looks at Ihorn and feels a pain. A person's career, life and marriage are arranged by others. They find others to customize their life and live for a lifetime. Even death is caused by others.

Ihorn never lived for himself.

"Yes." Ihorn sighed, "but it's OK." Since his marriage with Yuan Hui in those years, he has been very happy.

"Dad, you are so old, don't you want to live for yourself?" Ilanyou stood up and put her hands on the table and leaned forward: "Dad, you will grow old if you don't go crazy again!"

"Hahaha." Yihaoen was amused by Yilanyou's words, reached out and patted Yilanyou's forehead: "Dad is old, what is not old, you don't bother me."

He sat down with his hands on his forehead, and his face was complex. After decades of mental oppression, Ihorn has become used to it, even numb.

To change the mind of such a person, Ilanyou knows that it's not easy, but she can't give up, or even don't want to give up. She knows that according to the current thinking of Ihorn, if we really wait until the day when the company is hollowed out by Yiweihai and Yi Haofeng, Yishi's in Z city goes bankrupt, Ihorn will still choose to commit suicide.

After eating Yilanyou's cooking, Yihaoen strolled back to his study and spread out his papers on the table. Yihaoen murmured, "if you don't go crazy, you will get old." Then he smiled and shook his head: "ha ha, this boy."

Children's words are really interesting. He should have lived like this when he was young. He can't remember.

With a sigh, Ihorn put his mind into his work, only occasionally remembering what Ilanyou said to him at the dinner table. He was a little afraid. If he really had nothing, what would his wife and daughter do?

With his eyes fixed on a new problem account sheet, Ihorn frowned slightly: "fifty million..."

Shook his head, will just come up the idea out of mind, will not.

It should be just that the Kyoto Branch has just been established and needs money urgently. He is also the son of Yiweihai. His father won't do that to himself. Unable.

"Work! Work! " As if speaking to himself on purpose, Ihorn took a deep breath to clear the idea out of his mind, opened another document again, and he began to work again.