Chapter 900: How Much?

Gu Lingling started having nightmares again.

This time, the dream was just a flash of lightning, and then a torrential downpour.

Afterward, she saw a vast whiteness, with wreaths scattered everywhere.

This wasn’t a good dream.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, the moonlight outside was bright.

It’s already mid-month.

Time flies so fast; when Yang Yunhai left, it was also mid-month, and a month passed without realizing it.

Gu Lingling sat alone by the window, looking at the full moon outside.

The Black Bird quietly flew to her side.

"Don’t tell him about my nightmares." Gu Lingling said to it, "Tomorrow I’ll make you some braised beef."

No mistake about it, a bird that loves braised beef is quite unusual.

No wonder it’s become so clever.

Black Bird, "..."

Does it have to be discriminated against for this little pursuit?

But considering the braised beef, it agreed with her.

"I’ll chop it very finely," Gu Lingling said.

The Black Bird couldn’t help but lower its head.

Embarrassed.

Last time it sneaked some braised beef and accidentally choked.

When she woke up in the morning, her head was a bit dizzy, just after breakfast, Yao Jingsong came back. This time he had gone with Gu Chunhai, and although they both looked dusty and tired, their eyes were bright with energy.

"Sis, we made money." Yao Jingsong ran over excitedly from afar to say with a smile.

Gu Chunhai also looked excited.

Having left the stable iron rice bowl at the transformer factory with his son, many people felt regret, and even more thought Gu Chunhai must be out of his mind.

Otherwise, why would he abandon such an enviable job to mess around with his son?

Indeed, in others’ eyes, Yao Jingsong was just messing around.

You can’t trust someone with no facial hair, yet Gu Chunhai followed along, which was crazy money-chasing.

Some people were happy about it; with Gu Chunhai gone, his position was vacant and, of course, someone would fill it in.

In fact, more than one person was needed. Gu Chunhai was so capable he was worth two; his departure would require two or three people to replace him.

Gu Chunhai felt a lot of pressure too. Although the car was bought secondhand from the transformer factory, it cost all of Yao Jingsong’s savings, but he had to support his son’s career.

He figured if they lost money, he’d use his savings from the past few years to cover it, which would at least be enough for his son to marry.

Unexpectedly, instead of losing, they made money, and quite a lot.

How much is "quite a lot"?

The two hadn’t dared to count on the way back, afraid the money would somehow disappear, so they put it in a big bag to count at home.

"How much?" Yao Zhenjiang asked, somewhat in disbelief.

"A total of 1,932 yuan." Yao Jingsong said excitedly, "And that’s after costs, our net profit."

"No, it should be over 2,000." Gu Chunhai said, "How could a father take his son’s wages?"

He was just happy to be with his son.

The journey had significantly warmed their relationship.

Yao Jingsong was sharp-minded, and Gu Chunhai had experience; they were a perfect match.

"Of course, it should be included. I can’t let you work for free," Yao Jingsong said happily.

Almost 2,000 yuan, equivalent to nearly a year’s salary.

"You really have the guts." Even Yao Zhenjiang had to admit it.

Fortunately, he hadn’t tried to stop them again back then.