"It's great. The art museum has nothing big to do. It can be influenced by art. Grandpa thought very thoughtfully."

"Oh, I always feel bound."

"Dad, don't be anxious, take your time, let my mother and grandpa enjoy the joy of reunion first. When we get familiar with each other and have a stable emotional foundation, we will move and live our own little life. As for work, you want to be in

My grandfather’s subordinates do it, and if you don’t want to, just play at home, I will support you.”

Lin Zhengdong was moved by these words. He touched Lin Bufan's head and said, "I really have a good son."

"By the way, the royalty income of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" has reached your bank. The first issue is 3 million, and there will be more in the future." Lin Bufan said.

Lin Zhengdong originally had 5 million on his account, but now it is 8 million.

"I can't use that much money in my life."

"Don't tell anyone about this money. When there is an urgent need, we can use it secretly."

"Well, I know, when your mother was sick, I saw through it. I had to keep the money and prepare for the emergencies."

After chatting with his father for a while, Lin Bufan went downstairs, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and found that there was Haagen-Dazs ice cream inside.

This was considered a top snack in the 1998s, and a bucket of Haagen-Dazs costs several hundred yuan.

Lin Bufan took out a bucket of vanilla-flavored ice cream and started eating it.

After taking a few bites, I felt the cool breeze behind me.

"Thief!" Zhang Yuhuang didn't know when he entered the kitchen.

Lin Bufan turned his head, his eyes were pitch black, "Hey, clean your mouth."

"Hmph, aren't you a thief? You started stealing my MP3, and now you steal my ice cream. Do you know how expensive this ice cream is?" Zhang Yuhuang is 180, has a middle-parted hair, wears a pair of round glasses, and has fair skin.

He has slender limbs and tall and beautiful facial features. He is a handsome guy.

"The mp3 was given to me by Zhang Wen. As for the ice cream, I don't know it's yours, and there is no name on it. Please don't put the food in the future if you buy it, and put it in your own room, so as not to be eaten by me.

”

"A vulgar person is a piece of shit even if he wears a yellow robe."

"Don't look down on shit. The advanced coffee you drink is made of cat shit. The dishes you eat are watered by shit. Don't think you are superior. In my eyes, you are not even as good as shit!" Lin Bufan took out 500 shots.

On the table, then returned to the room with the ice cream.
Chapter completed!