Chapter 210: Annual salary of hundreds of thousands

Yang's mother was shocked. She originally thought that Yang Bo had a soft personality and could be easily persuaded. Even if Yang Bo was dissatisfied, he probably wouldn't say it out loud. She didn't expect that Yang Bo actually objected.

Yang Lang picked up the phone, and Yang Bo looked at the other person with a sneer. He was not a shy person, not to mention that Yang Lang was so nakedly threatening!

Yang's mother quickly grabbed Yang Lang, "What are you going to do? He is your biological brother, and your father hasn't died yet. Are you going to stage a drama about brothers turning against each other?"

Yang Lang hesitated and put down his phone, not because he didn't want to make a call, but because he suddenly remembered what happened some time ago. He still clearly remembered that it was Yang Bo who led the police in and arrested him on the spot.

Gambling, calculated this way, Yang Bo should have a lot of influence on the police!

Yang Bo sneered and looked at Yang's father, "I have already said it once, I will pay for the medical expenses. As for other matters, there is no need to come to me!"

After Yang Bo said that, he just sat on the chair and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yang's mother and Yang Lang looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment. They had discussed so much before, but now all methods were of no use.

Yang's mother looked at Yang Bo and couldn't help but feel pain in her heart. She never thought that she would do such a thing. It was just that Yang Lang repeatedly emphasized that he was getting married, which made her confused. Now think about it, like this

It is indeed unfair to Yang Bo, but what if it is unfair?

Mother Yang turned to look at Yang Lang. Seeing that he was still angry, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Could it be that he really went back to Lishui to retire? But, would Yang Lang follow him there?

"Why did you say that to Lan Yue this morning?" Yang Lang asked.

Yang Bo opened his eyes, "I didn't say anything to Lan Yue, and I didn't bother to say anything."

Yang Lang stared at Yang Bo, "You must always remember that she is your sister-in-law. Don't go too far with some things!"

Yang Bo frowned and didn't reply, because he already understood that there must be Lan Yue standing in the way.

There was no words all night, the atmosphere in the ward was solemn, Yang's mother sighed all night, Yang Bo and Yang Lang were like enemies, jealous when they met.

Early in the morning, his uncle rushed over and persuaded Yang's mother to rest. Yang's mother refused, but Yang Lang ignored her and walked straight outside.

Yang Bo didn't say much, picked up the breakfast bought by his uncle and ate it.

A little later, Lan Yue rushed over, and she really brought hen soup.

Seeing that Yang's father did not wake up, Lan Yue filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Yang's mother, "Auntie, please finish the soup first to relieve your fatigue. Only then can you take good care of your uncle!"

Yang's mother hadn't eaten just now, so she became greedy when she smelled the fragrant chicken soup. She happily took the chicken soup, "What a good kid, thank you for your hard work!"

Lan Yue smiled and shook her head. Then she brought another bowl to her uncle, and then she asked Mother Yang, "Where are the people from Yang Lang? Didn't they keep watch all night?"

"Oh, he went out first, he should be back soon!" Mother Yang said.

Lan Yue responded and served herself a bowl, seemingly forgetting about Yang Bo.

Yang Bo didn't care about a bowl of chicken soup, but he still felt a little embarrassed sitting in the ward. However, when his cell phone rang, he got up and went out to answer the phone.

"I have conducted appraisals and comparisons with experts from the Palace Museum. Your Northern Song Dynasty Ge Kiln sunflower wash has been confirmed to be authentic. You must be able to see it. Many media at home and abroad have reported it!" Cao Yuande said.

"I saw it." Yang Bo said.

"I want to discuss something with you." Cao Yuande said.

"You said."

"The National Museum is organizing a touring exhibition of millennium culture and prosperous cultural relics. Lao Chang wrote to us, hoping to get more support. Your Ge Kiln came at the right time. I hope to borrow it for a while." Cao Yuande

road.

Yang Bo nodded, "How long will it take?"

"It lasted almost half a year."

Yang Bo was stunned. This time was a little too long, and he also needed insurance. The amount was not just a tiny bit, but the amount of insurance might even reach tens of millions or hundreds of millions.

Cao Yuande seemed to understand Yang Bo's thoughts. He smiled and said: "Don't worry, before sending Ge Kiln there, you must have a huge amount of insurance, and there will also be a dedicated team for care."

Only then did Yang Bo feel relieved, "Okay, what do you need me to do?"

"I hope you can go north as soon as possible. There are many specific details that need to be negotiated on these matters, and a minimum contract must be signed," Cao Yuande said.

Yang Bo hesitated, "I've been a little busy recently, so it might be a little later."

Cao Yuande said quickly: "No rush, no rush, wait until you are done and come over, as long as you don't come here in three to five months, it will be fine!"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Bo heard the noise in the room. He walked into the ward and saw that Yang's father had already sat up. He seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he didn't have much strength.

Yang Bo stood not far away, watching Yang's mother bring hen soup to Yang's father to drink. Lan Yue sat aside, talking intermittently.

Father Yang noticed that the door was open. He raised his eyes and saw that it was Yang Bo. He lowered his head to drink the soup again.

Yang Bo also knew that he was not welcome here, so he turned around and walked outside without saying anything.

In the morning, 66 relatives of the Yang family came to visit one after another. Many of them left after saying a few words, repeatedly greeting and describing the illness, which made Yang's father very bored, so that in the end, Yang's father shut up.

Say nothing.

Zeng Yuanshan walked in, "Uncle, are you feeling better?"

Yang's mother replied: "The distant mountains are here, you are interested."

Zeng Yuanshan laughed, "I was too busy at work and never knew about it. It was Yang Lang who called me today and I found out about it. My uncle really suffered."

Mother Yang nodded, "Yes, I have suffered."

"I've heard what Yang Lang said. Yang Bo is really nothing! We are all a family, so what matters cannot be discussed? With my uncle like this, what can I do if I ask him to pay more?" Zeng Yuanshan said.

When Father Yang heard what Zeng Yuanshan said, he agreed. He felt that someone had finally spoken to his heart this morning, "Yuanshan said it well. Do you need me to tell him about this kind of thing again and again? Shouldn't I be willing to do it voluntarily?"

Send the money over?"

"I have raised him for so many years, clothed him, fed him, and bought him stationery to go to school. I have put so much effort into him over the years. He, a white-eyed wolf, asking him to give hundreds of thousands is like killing him! This is

It's because Xiao Lang didn't go out to work. If Xiao Lang went out to work, hundreds of thousands a year would be nothing, so why would we need to ask him?"

Father Yang was weak and his voice was not loud, but these words still stunned everyone.

Lan Yue chuckled and said nothing.
Chapter completed!