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    He secretly adjusted his plan, put his phone away, and continued walking home.

    After a while, he returned to his community.

    After going upstairs and arriving at the door of his house, Chen Yan took out his key and was about to open the door when the sound of a spatula clashing came from inside.

    Chen Yan was startled for a moment, then he raised his wrist and looked at the date on his watch: the 15th.

    The smile on his face disappeared, he opened the door without changing his movements and walked in.

    The door opened, and there was a kitchen around the corner. In the kitchen, a middle-aged man wearing an apron was cooking.

    Chen Yan was silent for a while and then called, "Dad, are you here?"

    "Don't call me dad, call me landlord." The middle-aged man said with a cold face, without even raising his head, while cooking, "I'll collect the rent."

    Chen Yan was too lazy to talk, so he took off his coat, hung it up, then got up and went to the room to take out the money he had prepared and put it on the table.

    After a while, the middle-aged man returned to the table carrying a plate of fried tomatoes with green peppers.

    Putting the dishes heavily on the table, the middle-aged man took off his apron, put it on the back of the chair, sat down, then picked up the money on the table and looked at it.

    Chen Yan, "A total of 1,500, is that enough?"

    The middle-aged man said "hmm", picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the food, and tasted it.

    After tasting it, he said, "If you want to eat it, go to the kitchen and get chopsticks."

    Chen Yan looked at the red and green dark dishes on the table, shook his head and said, "I've eaten outside."

    The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Yan, "You are the only one who plays that crappy game at home every day and still has money to eat out?"

    Chen Yan was too lazy to argue.

    This kind of similar topic has been running through the chat between the two since Chen Yan quit his job to play games.

    Seeing that Chen Yan didn't speak, the middle-aged man became even more angry. He put his chopsticks down on the table and said, "You said that after graduation, I introduced you to a public institution. You went to class for two months, and then  I can¡¯t get on. I just stay at home and play games every day.¡±

    "What's the use of having that crappy game! Can it feed you, drink it, or give you a house?"

    Chen Yan said helplessly, "Dad. I don't want to quarrel with you."

    ¡°This topic has been discussed countless times.¡±

    "Dad. Times have changed long ago."

    "There are many professions that work at home. You can make money by making games, you can make money by writing novels, you can make money by being a host, and you can even make money by being an anchor. These are all serious jobs."

    "Don't always look at us young people with old eyes."

    "It's the public institution you mentioned. The internship period is 2,000 for one month. You told my mother that you were afraid that I would spend it randomly and helped me save money. You asked me for 2,000 for one month. I worked hard for a month, ate, and took the bus.  , entertainment, and even compensated 1,000 yuan."

    Chen Yan's father was a little speechless, but he still retorted, "Didn't you also have extra income in that fantasy journey to the West? We helped you save the remaining money. What's wrong with that?"

    Chen Yan, "Yes. You have already said that I earn income from playing games. Then why are you still against me entering the game industry?"

    Chen Yan's father said sadly, "That's not stable! You could earn 10,000 a month at that time, can you still earn so much now? Can you still earn so much in the future?"

    ¡°You can¡¯t just look at the present, you must also consider the future.¡±

    "Is it possible to have a stable job in a public institution while playing games?"

    "Our family's conditions are not bad. Wouldn't it be nice for you to go to work and collect rent? Isn't it much more relaxed and comfortable than playing games for you?"

    Speaking of this, he seemed to have remembered something, his eyes widened, he looked at Chen Yan and said,

    ¡°Have you not given up on making your crappy game yet?¡±

    Chen Yan was silent.

    Seeing that Chen Yan was silent, Chen Yan¡¯s father said heartbrokenly,

    "I told you. Spending hundreds of thousands to make a game is simply unrealistic."

    "Can you guarantee success?"

    ¡°What if we lose the money?¡±

    "Can you be realistic and stop having those unrealistic dreams?"

    When Chen Yan heard his father mention this matter, he felt a little irritated.

    He interrupted, "Okay, Dad. This topic ends here. We have argued many times, but to no avail, right?"

    "I didn't ask you and my mother to spend money to make games for me. I can save the money myself, isn't that okay?"

    "It's still the same old rules,"??Pay the rent every month and take care of yourself. Don't worry about me.  "

    "As for my game, I will definitely do it. Whether you lose money or make money, it has nothing to do with you."

    "You think you will definitely lose. I also think I can earn a house."

    Hearing what Chen Yan said, Chen Yan's father snorted coldly, "Okay! I'll wait for the day when you can make money and buy a house with this crappy game!"

    "A few years ago, people like you were Internet-addicted teenagers who needed to be sent to electrotherapy!"

    After saying that, he was too lazy to eat. He took the money angrily, stood up, and prepared to leave.

    And at this moment, Chen Yan stopped him, "Wait a minute, Dad."

    Chen Yan¡¯s father turned around angrily and said, ¡°What¡¯s wrong!¡±

    Chen Yan said, "You cooked at my house and used my raw materials. Please pay me one hundred yuan."

    Chen Yan¡¯s father had veins popping out on his forehead, ¡°I brought the tomatoes and peppers, and I cooked the rice at home. What raw materials did I use?¡±

    Chen Yan, "Oil and salt. I see it."

    Chen Yan¡¯s father:

    "Huh!" Chen Yan's father pulled out a red card from the envelope, slammed it on the table, and slammed the door angrily.

    "Hey" Looking at his father's leaving figure, Chen Yan sighed heavily.

    The most difficult thing in life is the conflict with your parents¡¯ ideas.  Because you know they are sincerely good for you, but this kind of good may not be in line with your intentions.

    Chen Yan also knows that public institutions are stable and have high welfare benefits.  But working from nine to five, day after day, is not what he wants.

    He has dreams and wants to realize his dreams.

    Even though this approach seems very censorious to parents, without dreams, what is the difference between it and salted fish?

    ??While you are young now and still have the capital to fail, go and fight hard once!

    Only in this way will he not regret it!  I won¡¯t wait until I grow old to be ashamed of my timidity when I was young!

    After sitting quietly for a while, Chen Yan stood up, put away the money, cleared the table, returned to the desk, and opened the "Game Guide" notebook.

    Since he boasted in front of his father that he would use the games he created to make money and buy a house, Chen Yan had to take it seriously.

    And wanting to make that game

    Chen Yan's eyes moved downwards and he circled the "1 million" again: make 1 million first and keep the bottom line.

    With this in mind, Chen Yan turned over the pages of his book, reorganized his plan to treat Yu Qiaoqiao to a dormitory for dinner, and confirmed the details.

    After confirming the details, he looked at the plan in the notebook and thought about it for a long time.  Faintly, I always feel a little unwilling.

    For a moment, he gritted his teeth and increased all the figures in the plan by 10 times.

    If you want to play, just play a big one. Otherwise, if you want to save up 1 million and make the game, you still don¡¯t know how long it will take you to do it!

    The brave will be starved to death and the timid will be starved to death!

    ??Throughout all the plans, he checked the information, recalled the system limitations, and redesigned the plan. After confirming that there was no problem, Chen Yan put the notebook in his pocket, packed it up, and left the house.

    This treat is related to Chen Yan's "life-long event", so he attaches great importance to it and must make arrangements in advance.

    When he came to the bank, Chen Yan withdrew all his savings from the year he graduated.  A total of 90,000 yuan.  It's for game preparation.

    Adding in the 10,000 he had in Alipay, it was exactly 100,000.

    The reason for withdrawing money is that Chen Yan¡¯s next planned consumption is relatively large and his bank card limit is relatively low, so it is more convenient to withdraw money (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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