"What you just told my mom, is it a moving company?" Li Kaiyuan held the quilt and followed Shen Chong, and said while going upstairs: "Last time I changed the office, it seemed like you did it yourself, right?"

"There is no moving company." Chen Chong said: "I'll call A Chong later and ask him to find a few employees from the company tomorrow, drive a delivery car to help with the move, so they will work overtime."

"I knew you were nonsense." Li Kaiyuan sneered, and then said with a smile: "I also lost a pen, and I said it with a nose and eyes."

"Aunt Liu will believe it if you say it in detail." Chen Chong took out the key and opened the door, saying, "You should talk to your mother, be more kind and pay attention to your skills. If you have any questions, please discuss them carefully. Don't always stare at me."

"Tsk! I can't learn it." Li Kaiyuan turned sideways, letting the quilt squeeze through the door frame, and after walking into the house, he said, "My mother likes you, so she eats your set, and then when she goes home, she says something, she has to be as fake as she talks with people about business. Are you tired?"

Chen Chong was speechless and stopped persuading him.

They were moving tomorrow, so the two of them didn't go back halfway and were planning to make do with one night in Shen Chong's old house.

The lease of this house is still a few months away. Wen Renjie went to Silicon Valley again, so after Chen Chong moved in with Li Kaiyuan, he did not return it, and many items were still placed inside.

Putting the quilt on the sofa, Li Kaiyuan looked around and then sighed: "I have only left for a few days, why do I feel that it is much older here?"

"The house is like a beauty." Chen Chong hugged her from behind, kissed her earlobe, and said, "It needs to be nourished by people frequently in order to maintain youth."

Although the old couple was old, Li Kaiyuan was still blushed by the dirty jokes of Shen Chong. She patted the back of his hand vigorously and said, "Let go, help lay the bed first."

After making the bed, Chen Chong began to rummage the boxes and cabinets, pack up his things, and prepare to take a ride tomorrow and move everything that needs to be moved away.

He didn't have much affection for this room, so he naturally could not accept pots, pans and other daily necessities, so he didn't want them anymore, so the focus of cleaning was in the study.

"A Chong, look." Li Kaiyuan took out a slingshot without rubber bands from the drawer at the bottom of the bookcase and said, "This is the one I made for you when I was a child."

"Yes." Chen Chong nodded absent-mindedly.

His attention was focused on the paintings he had discovered during the first trip. After cleaning the desk, he spread it out one by one and reviewed it again.

When he first traveled through time, Chen Chong only knew one of the signatures of these calligraphy and paintings. In the past few months, he has read newspapers and news every day. He has gained a new understanding of current Hong Kong and Taiwan celebrities. When he looks at the signatures, most of them know who they are.

The banner with Du Fu's poem "Climbing the High" was written by Rao Zongyi, former director of the Chinese Department of the Chinese University of Hong Kong. There is a saying in the Chinese academic community that "Southern Rao North Ji" is the same as Ji Xianlin.

That ink and wash landscape painting is a work by Tan Zhicheng, the current director of the Hong Kong Museum of Art.

The running script banner with the words "Cui Jin Ju Jing" is Zhang Boju's calligraphy. Zhang Boju is one of the four great princes of the Republic of China and now lives in Beijing. I don't know how it got it.

The other few are also celebrities in the cultural circles of Hong Kong and Taiwan.

After the examination, Chen Chong couldn't help but become more curious about his father with this body.

From the diary he left behind, Chen Chong knew that he had worked at Great Wall Film Company and worked as a newspaper editor. After the "June 7 Incident" in Hong Kong, he resigned from the newspaper and changed his career to become a primary school teacher. As for how he met so many celebrities in the cultural circle, he did not mention a single word.

Keep these calligraphy and paintings first, and may be useful in the future.

Thinking of this, Chen Chong rolled them up one by one and put them away.

"A Chong, look at this." Li Kaiyuan moved away a small cabinet in the corner of the study, took out a model of a small pavilion full of dust from it, and said with a smile: "This is the birthday gift my father gave me back then. You insisted on robbing it, but if I don't, you were crying so hard that you finally robbed it."

“Is there any?”

"Of course, you loved to cry when you were a child." Li Kaiyuan picked up a rag, wiped off the dust on the surface, and said in a little surprise: "It's been eight or nine years, it's still good, it's not broken at all."

"show me."

The pavilion is only slightly larger than an ordinary tea cup. The bamboo has oxidized to a light yellow color, with an antique flavor and is very exquisitely made, with tiles on the top and steps on the bottom. Four pillars that are thinner than chopsticks are also engraved with couplets, each word is clear and full of wood.

"The green clouds are rising straight up and the new bamboos are added, and the bright moon can have an old pavilion."

"The water is wide and the mountains are far away, the spring clouds are cold, the moon is light and the wind is quiet and the pavilion is quiet."

"Sister Yuanyuan, your father's craftsmanship is really ingenious." Chen Chong read it as he said, and said, "It is rare to say that the small place can not only carve the words clearly, but also the font is elegant and beautiful, without any craftsmanship."

"Of course, my dad's handicraft work is the best in the world." Li Kaiyuan was very proud. She took the pavilion over, turned it over, pointed to it, and said, "Look, there are peonies carved on the roof inside the pavilion."

Chen Chong leaned over and took a look. On the thin bamboo slices, there was a peony flower with leaves, with lush branches and complex petals, and lifelike. His amazement became stronger and stronger. He only knew that Li Tang was a prop master before, but he never cared about it. Because in his impression, there was nothing worthy of praise in Hong Kong movies. Now when he saw this small pavilion, he realized that there was a master of superb skills hidden beside him.

"How long has it been done for your dad to do this?"

"It's only a few days." Li Kaiyuan thought for a while and said, "I can't remember it. It seems that he only started doing it a week before my birthday, but it will be done soon."

"So amazing!" Chen Chong exclaimed again. He put the pavilion on the desk, took two steps back, and while admiring, he asked, "Have your dad done anything else?"

"I did a lot." Li Kaiyuan looked at him strangely and said, "Hasn't you made a lot of knives and guns for you?"

Chen Chong laughed and covered it up and said, "I mean something like this pavilion."

"My dad once made a big house for Tianbao. It was more delicate than this one and the size of a washbasin. However, she broke it in a few days and was later burned by my mom."

"What a pity." Chen Chong looked at the small pavilion with elegant elegance in the ancient and whispered, which was a pity.

"By the way, when it comes to Tianbao, are you really going to let her shoot a Rubik's Cube commercial for TV?"

"Tianbao Rubik's Cube is better than me, and she has always wanted to be a big star." Chen Chong hugged his arms and said with a smile: "Isn't it good to let her shoot advertisements, kill two birds with one stone?"

"But she is still young." Lee Kaiyuan said with some concerns, "What should I do if I delay my studies? My mother still expects her to take the entrance exam to the University of Hong Kong."

"When the new Rubik's Cube is on the market, Tianbao is almost on summer vacation." Chen Chong said: "At that time, filming advertisements would not delay learning."

"What if she was recognized when she was in school after the advertisement was released?"

"You're thinking too much. She went to Bazhong College to go to school next semester. Which child's parents are not celebrities there?" Chen Chong comforted: "Besides, the advertisements are mainly placed in the United States, and they are not on TV in Hong Kong."

"Whatever you do, my mother agrees anyway." Li Kaiyuan sighed, stopped insisting, and said, "I don't want her to show up in public and become an actor or a big star."

"Tianbao is still a child." Chen Chong said while picking up the book from the bookcase: "Since you like it, let her try it as soon as possible. Maybe after shooting an advertisement, you don't want to be a big star anymore. Besides, if she really wants to be an actor, no one dares to bully her if I watch her."

"I hope."

...

Chen Chong advised Aunt Liu to move. On the one hand, after he and Li Tang went to the mainland, they lived together and took good care of each other. On the other hand, although there are no omnipresent paparazzi in Hong Kong, as his fame and Li Kaiyuan improve, the family situation will be exposed sooner or later, and there will be some negative impacts at that time, especially Tian Bao, who is smart and smart, is a eleven or 2-year-old girl, who goes to school alone every day, is not safe enough.

After all, Mid-Level Community is a high-end community with complete security facilities. Li Kaiyuan drives to pick him up and drop him off every day, so the safety will be much better.

Ah Chong was very enthusiastic and found seven or eight strong guys to help. There were many people and strong people. After a few trips one morning, Aunt Liu's bottles and jars were almost all moved.

After moving, Chen Chong sent everyone a red envelope, and then found a restaurant to reward everyone.

"Ah Chong." After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Chen Chong asked, "Have you done the process on the factory?"

"I understand all the same." Ah Chong held the beer bottle - he liked to blow on the bottle, but didn't like to use a cup, and said, "I have figured out where to get the raw materials, where to buy equipment, how to operate the machine, how to check the quality, and what to do with the shipping procedures. I am very familiar with it, so no one can fool me."

"That's good." Chen Chong nodded and praised, saying, "After a while, I plan to open a toy factory myself and prepare to let you become the factory manager. Do you have confidence?"

"Really, Brother Chong?"

"Of course it's true." Chen Chong picked up the wine bottle, touched him for a while, and said, "You and my brother, don't say it's false."

Although Ah Chong wore a shirt and Rolex, and a white-collar elite dress, he still did not change his aura. He stood up, held the wine bottle, and said proudly: "Brother Chong, don't worry, I will do it well."

Then he drank half of the bottle of beer in one go, and the young men around him shouted in unison and cheered loudly.

"A Chong, why are you doing this?" Chen Chong waited for him to sit down and said, "If your sister knows, she will scold you again."

A Chong laughed dryly and said, "My sister is a cultural person, I am a Jianghu, it's different."

"A Chong, I'll agree to you first." Chen Chong patted his shoulder and said seriously: "I'm going to drive the factory to the mainland. The environment will be more difficult, so you must be mentally prepared."

"It's okay, there are many people who smuggled over the factory. I asked them, the mainland is just a little poor and there is nothing scary." A Chong said without caring, "Brother Chong, as long as I can eat enough, I will not be afraid of any suffering."

Chen Chong laughed and said, "Don't worry, nothing else can be guaranteed. Eating enough will satisfy you."
Chapter completed!