CHAPTER 472: CHAPTER 108: GOING HOME, VISITING YU JIANHUA’S HOUSE_3

"Actually, I just wanted to confirm it, so I don’t scare you later."

Xu Lin wore a smiling face, making Yu Jianhua want to hit him.

"Speak quickly, don’t dawdle."

Xu Lin didn’t waste words, he opened a banking app and the recent backend record of a manuscript fee deposit.

In the banking app, this type of income from manuscripts is specifically marked as "remuneration".

"Look, here."

"One hundred..."

Yu Jianhua hadn’t seen clearly yet and thought it was over 1,360,000.

But Xu Lin directly interrupted him, "Uncle, count, is it seven digits or eight?"

"One, two... this... 13,660,000?!"

Yu Jianhua’s eyes widened, full of shock and disbelief.

There was something even more surprising, below there was a "Account Balance" standard.

Account Balance: 23,263,569.53 yuan.

This is a new card Xu Lin set up, the money in the other card had been deposited last year, with tens of millions in it.

"Over 23 million?"

Yu Jianhua exclaimed.

"Uncle, calm down. At your level, if you wanted to embezzle tens of millions, wouldn’t it be simple and easy? I read in the news that a town mayor could embezzle billions."

"Get lost, you brat, do you believe I’ll whip you?"

Yu Jianhua: "I am upright and not afraid of being investigated."

"Uncle, I can tell right away you’re a man of integrity!" Xu Lin grinned cheekily.

"Do I need you to say that?"

Yu Jianhua cleared his throat, "Is all this from manuscript fees?"

Yu Jianhua noticed the "remuneration" label above; this thing can’t be faked, but manuscript fees exceeding ten million last month is truly shocking.

"Only this over ten million is from manuscript fees, the rest is from copyright income. Recently, I sold the rights to my novel, comic and physical book rights, making over nine million in the end."

"The copyright sold for that much?"

"The manuscript fees alone were more than ten million, so these two copyright sales are considered little."

"What novel, let me see."

"A romance novel, not suitable for you. A forty-year-old middle-aged man like you should be watching short dramas about a son-in-law washing his mother-in-law’s feet."

"You brat, so not serious!"

"Hehe, uncle, have you eaten?" Xu Lin changed the subject.

"Not yet."

"Did Auntie cook?"

"What are you planning?"

"I want to go up and grab a bite." Xu Lin was eager.

"Haha, come up with me then, you brat, always jesting without any seriousness."

However, Yu Jianhua didn’t exclude Xu Lin because everyone around him was always polite, even many people flattered him, including relatives.

Xu Lin was the only exception.

Actually, Yu Jianhua had a regret — not having both a son and a daughter.

In the past, due to the one-child policy and being part of the system, he could only have one child, now they’ve opened up to second and third children, but he’s already a middle-aged man without such thoughts, plus his wife’s age is a consideration, high-risk pregnancies aren’t advisable, and Yu Jianhua has no intentions.

Very soon, Xu Lin followed Yu Jianhua to his home.

"When did Xu Lin come back?"

Lin Yajing saw Xu Lin following Yu Jianhua as they entered.

"Auntie, long time no see, you’ve become even more beautiful!"

"Auntie isn’t as pretty as your mom though."

"No way! Even though my mom is pretty, she can’t compare to you by three points, Auntie!"

"Smooth talker!"

Lin Yajing gave Xu Lin a playful glance, "You’re having dinner with us tonight, right?"

Yu Jianhua said, "Add a pair of chopsticks, this brat just got back."

Lin Yajing: "Then I’ll add half a pound of rice!"

"Thank you, Auntie!"

Xu Lin was in a cheerful mood.

"Xu Lin?"

Yu Xinyan wasn’t visible yet, but her voice came out from the room.