variety show director

"Really?"

"Really, very handsome!"

After entering the password directly to open the somewhat ancient door, a path made of goose warm stones leads directly to the front of the house. Many flowers and trees are planted on the left and right sides, which look very well maintained.

But at this moment, Su Yan didn't have the heart to appreciate it. The closer he got to the room, the faster his heart beat. The moment he opened the door, his mind seemed to go blank.

A middle-aged woman came to meet him.

After speaking a few words with Yun'er, he looked Su Yan up and down, and made a gesture to invite him in.

Su Yan smiled and nodded.

"This is my aunt, who specially came up from Daejeon today." Yun'er whispered while changing her shoes.

Once in the living room, okay!

People No. [-] and [-] were sitting on the sofa. They seemed to be chatting at first, but when they saw him, they paused. If they weren't smiling, Su Yan would have wondered if they didn't welcome him.

Hearing the movement, a few aunts also came out from the nearby kitchen, smiling and talking to Yun'er, their eyes still on themselves.

Just as he stood there in embarrassment, not knowing what to do, a middle-aged man walked out of the back room, about 60 years old, wearing glasses, mostly black hair, quite serious.

"You are Su Yan, right?"

The other party spoke English, Su Yan nodded quickly: "Hello, Uncle, I am Su Yan."

"Come on, sit down!"

The living room immediately gave way.

But then there was another burst of Korean, and Yuner hurried over to help translate.

Su Yan took out his hand directly, and clicked on the translation software that he had already downloaded.

"It's okay, go ahead, I'll have a chat with my uncle."

Lin Xiaoyun was not at ease, but seeing that he was determined to do so, he clenched his fists and made a cheering gesture.

Put the gift in front of your hand first: "Uncle, this is a small gesture, please accept it."

Father Lin was noncommittal, but the relatives nearby picked it up to have a look.

"Hey, resonance pill, wild ginseng, Korean beef, red ginseng..."

Su Yan kept peeking out of the corner of his eye, it seems that this gift is right.

"I heard from Yun'er that you like Huaxia liquor, so I brought you two bottles." Su Yan took out two boxes with almost no decorations from his bag: "Because the plane allows you to bring so much, you can try it first. Try it, if you think it’s good, I’ll bring some more next time.”

Papa Lin's eyes lit up. Although the envious tone of the relatives around him made him quite happy, he felt that it should be done.

But when I saw this wine, my reaction was completely different.

"Special offer?" He recognized the Chinese characters written on it: "Wuliangye?"

"Yes." Su Yan clicked on the translator: "You can't buy this in China, and I asked a friend to find it to honor you."

Now it's not just Papa Lin, but everyone else came over and wanted to pick it up and have a look.

"Be careful, don't smash it."

"I said Lao Lin (almost the same meaning), why don't we open a bottle at night?"

"No!" Papa Lin snatched it back directly: "I still have ginseng wine that has been soaked for three years, drink that."

Su Yan was overjoyed, this is what he likes, right!

"However, Huaxia's wine is relatively strong, so it's good for uncle to drink a little every day."

"Okay, okay."

Su Yan finally saw a smile on his face.

Lin Xiaoyun was a little worried. After observing secretly for a while, he was surprised to find that Ouba actually made the serious father laugh.

"Ah! Are you still afraid that Dad will eat him up?"

My sister patted her on the back.

"Hurry up and help wash the dishes."

"Yeah, I got it."

Wine is a good bridge of communication, even if it is not open.

The two started chatting on their mobile phones. Although there was some delay, it did not affect the overall effect.

After chatting with this wine for a few words, they naturally came to Su Yan.

My daughter has already said about work in advance, but it feels different when it comes from Su Yankou.

Especially the relatives know that he is a variety show director at such a young age, and he is also the boss of a company that cooperates with SM, so they look at him a little differently.

A relative who didn't know what kind asked directly: "Then how much money do you make a year?"

Father Lin was not happy: "Why do you ask such a question?"

"Otherwise, Yun'er's income is not bad. If there is too much difference between men and women, there will be conflicts."

Others also looked at themselves eagerly.

Su Yan thought for a while: "According to Korean currency, my annual salary is about 2 million."

It took a little time to convert it. His fixed salary in Qinghe was [-] per month.

"It's not bad, but there is a little difference in income compared to Yun'er!"

"It's like this. My salary is probably only a fraction, and most of it comes from programs, company dividends, and copyright income. The specific figure is...

But do you know about SBC's "Running Man"?That is my copyright, and the TV station paid 2000 million RMB to buy it. Of course, tax and the company's share will be deducted, not all of it goes to my pocket.

So please don't worry about the economy, as long as I have it, as long as she wants it, I can give it all to her. "

"Okay!" Papa Lin suddenly shouted: "It doesn't matter how much you have, but how much you are willing to give is the most important thing. Su Yan, you are not bad."

The others were still thinking about how much 2000 million RMB is in Korean won, and they were taken aback by Lao Lin's voice.

Lin Xiaoyun on the other side was washing the dishes. After hearing his name a few times, he sneaked out to eavesdrop. As a result, he was moved to tears immediately after what he said.