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Chapter six hundred and thirty-eight into the pit(1/2)

"Mr. Gongshu, Mr. Shi, please have tea."

The two brothers Zheng Long and Zheng Hu respectfully held the teacup and the teapot, standing beside Gongshu and Ishida, with a look of fanaticism and gratitude.

They never expected that these two masters were really willing to teach them!

The craftsmanship of these two people is comparable to that of gods in the minds of craftsmen, and the legendary craftsmanship god is nothing more than this. The two brothers can learn a little bit, which really gives them the hearts of being serious grandsons.

Therefore, the Zheng brothers did not even have time to say something to Song Chongyao, so they entered Shaoyuan with full enthusiasm, rubbed shoulders and backs for the two craftsmen, and worked as labourers.

Song Chongyao: “…”

In the past three days, his grandmother has praised the old carpenter and stonemason countless times. Although he was not Yin Feng, his grandmother gave Yin Feng an entertainment company yesterday, which was also a relatively profitable entertainment company under the Song family. He held a batch of quite good resources, which made Song Chongyao vomit blood.

Song is his!

He worked hard for the Song family for so many years, but his grandmother never thought of giving him a company seriously. He is still the orthodox heir to the Song family?

Grandma is using a knife to cut her own flesh and blood. What he cares about is not money, but grandma's attitude.

"Why!"

Song Chongyao suppressed his anger for a while, and couldn't suppress his heart, "I think... this is a mess."

But he could only feel a little humble at this time. It was really hard to fight with Mrs. Song, and he didn't dare. In front of the old lady, he could not show too much dissatisfaction. At most, he would just remind him: "Yin Feng has never been to the company since graduation. He is young and playful, so he may not be able to control those old foxes of Ying Hua."

‘Yinghua’ is an old entertainment company.

Back then, Mrs. Song and her best friend founded this company. Later, her best friend passed away, and she was also sad about the scene. The company was left to the people below and did not interfere much.

However, the foundation he built back then was strong. Over the years, Ying Hua made more money and lost less money. He also trained a group of good artists. Until now, it has occupied a considerable position in the entertainment industry.

There are three entertainment companies under the Song family, and "Ying Hua" is definitely the largest one.

Old Mrs. Song smiled and said softly: "I believe in Xiaofeng."

Song Chongyao immediately held his breath even more, but he had no choice but to do anything about it.

Now, he can only bear it.

After seeing off his grandson who came to show his filial piety every time he came to show his filial piety, Mrs. Song looked very calm: "It seems that this child is really hard to fight. It's nothing if he wants to compete with Xiaofeng. It's a good thing for young people to have some competitive spirit, but it's not good to raise their heads too high and not knowing how to be a human being."

Although Mrs. Song is closer to Yin Feng in her heart, after all, she is a grandson who is very generous, has a good mouth, is lively, and is filial. How could she not like it? However, she thinks she has achieved a perfection and is a general education for both grandsons.

Chongyao only saw her giving to Xiaofeng a company, but turned a blind eye to Xiaofeng's contribution to the Song family in the past two years. This is a very short-sighted approach.

Not to mention the research madman who won the Huainan Laboratory last year, this year, it has achieved results, which not only brought large profits, but also an invisible status. It also has no mention of how many friends and connections Xiaofeng has made for Song's family by relying on his superb social skills, and how many connections he has created for Song's family. Isn't it worth a small company this time he joined the two young men of the Duke of the Town and decided to do business together?

What's more, she gave Xiaofeng the company not just to reward her.

"Ying Hua" is very impetuous now. Several shareholders in it are very skilled and have mixed skills. They almost control the company. They say that Ying Hua belongs to the Song family, but she already feels that she can't speak in Ying Hua.

Of course, she didn't care about this little storm and never paid attention to it. She just nostalgic. But now seeing that her grandson is interested in the entertainment industry, she goes with the flow and gives the mess to the child. If she can handle it well, Ying Hua is the prize, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't handle it well. She is not dead yet. She can help the child clean up the mess. Even if she can only train the child, she doesn't think it's not worth it.

What is money in the business of Song? It’s just a number. She doesn’t feel sorry for her if she invests a lot. Not only does she have to pay attention to Xiaofeng and Chongyao, she has also made Chongpai.

In the early years, I saw that Chongyao was okay, but I couldn’t say that I was very talented and had a good attitude. I was not confused. But in recent years, I didn’t know where to learn a lot of bad habits. It seemed that there were a few pitfalls in my mind, and I got sick from time to time, which made me feel a little headache.

Old Mrs. Song sighed: "This child must understand it."

You know, Song is hers. It is her power to give her own things to any relative she wants to give to, and no one should complain.

She always believed that some things can be taught, but some things cannot be taught, so she could only understand them by herself.

The knot in Song Chongyao's mind now belongs to the kind of knot that only he can understand and untie it. She, a grandmother, really cannot help him.

"Hey, it's hard to do everything well in life. At my age, I really don't have the energy to worry about my descendants anymore."

...

Yang Ji Private Dish

Yang Yuying stood under the tree with her eyes closed, with a few petite and cute kittens showing their heads in the grass beside her. There were two hedgehogs in the corner of the wall. There were a row of birds standing on the top of the wall, and some of them were even precious species, which attracted pedestrians on the pedestrian street to stop.

For a time, this place became an internet celebrity check-in place, and many tourists from other places came here to visit.

But Yang Ji's guests love and hate these cute little things.

The place was hard to grab, because they attracted tourists and the smell of the food. The people in the Great Qi Kingdom had the same stomach and intestines and enthusiasm for food. For a while, diners blocked the door and did not leave at night. People who lived nearby came to block the door early in the morning were getting closer and closer.

In the end, there was no choice but to create a lottery mini program and put it on Xunbo's official account. If you want to have a meal, you will get the lottery by yourself. Everyone depends on luck, so no one complains.

"My book is really good. A brother has polished it for more than six years. In order to polish it, he specially visited several martial arts families and also stayed in Nanruo Temple for three months."

"Everyone says that martial arts is declining now, I don't believe it. The martial arts complex of our Daqi people is rooted in their bone marrow. How can it disappear so easily?"

"Now I have a film and television company, a team, a fund, and a good script. I want to find a few more serious experts to be actors and carefully polish the urban martial arts legendary drama."

Yang Yuying: "...you want to get beauty."

She read the script casually, and when she saw it, she was so immersed in it.

The script is different from the martial arts drama she imagined. It is that in this era of the Great Qi Kingdom, with advanced technology and declining martial arts, and it is difficult to find successors from the martial arts family. Against this background, a group of children from the martial arts family are written about the joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

The plot is not as ups and downs as ordinary martial arts dramas. In the science and technology society, martial arts have become very useful.

People who practice martial arts have decades of hard work, but they are useless in this world.

Yin Feng hopes that Yang Yuying will play the heroine, a martial arts fanatic, outstanding innocence, learn from one example and apply it to others in learning martial arts. One day of practice is worth one year.

But her family didn't want her to go this way.

She is also a filial, kind, shy and gentle girl. She can only forget her favorite for her family and try to make herself the most ordinary person in this society.

Yang Yuying: “…hehe.”

The boy Yin Feng said that this role was tailored for her. She was gentle and kind, but fortunately the girl?

Don’t ask her enemies, just ask her relatives, friends and teachers. Who would say she is a good girl except Xia Xiaoxue?

Xia Xiaoxue was when she looked at her, and the filters were always amazing, and her ideas were not worth referring to.

"Okay, I'll shoot, the pay for you can't be missing."

Yin Feng immediately smiled and said, "Didn't you just earned a fortune from the Shao family? Why don't you come to invest in me?"

Yang Yuying: "You think beautifully!"

Yin Feng thought beautifully. After more than two hours of hard work on Yang Yuying, Yang Yuying was so dizzy that he was so flirted with his scattered eloquence that day that he signed the investment contract in a daze.

“…”

I remember that Xia Zhiming said back then that Guan Lin's mouth could make everyone dead live. She didn't believe it, and no one else in the academy believed it. Look at Yin Feng, she believed it a little.

It seems that Lin Guan is quite conscientious. After all, he rarely uses this ability to his classmates in the academy, except when doing business.

After signing the investment contract, Yin Feng directly took Yang Yuying to his company to meet the main creator.

The address of Yinghua Film and Television Company is Yanjing, the capital of the Great Qi Kingdom.

In the capital city where every inch of land is valuable, Ying Hua actually occupied a twenty-story office building in the bustling streets. This office building alone is worth 7.8 billion.

Yang Yuying: Envy!

After entering the company gate, sitting in the conference room, meeting the director, screenwriter and other crew members. Yang Yuying blinked and suddenly felt something was wrong.

From entering the door, Yang Yuying found that the entire Ying Hua employee's attitude towards Yin Feng was a little problem. It was not that he was disrespectful, but that he was a little alienated, and his eyes looked at him were quite strange.

When I saw the crew again, the strange feeling was even more.

Although Yang Yuying doesn't know much about the entertainment industry, she has earned her first amount of money since she came in and earned her first amount of money, and she has a basic understanding.

The director in front of me is Wu Wei, who is good at making art films, and the screenwriter is Huang Youtian. I have never heard of the name of this screenwriter. I should be an unknown newcomer.

At first glance, Yang Yuying, the people from other crew members were either laughing or lazily.

Outside the conference room, Ying Hua's staff all had a rather cold smile on their faces and whispered in private, with their eyes quite entertaining.

After staying in Ying Hua for more than an hour, Yang Yuying figured out that Yin Feng's crew was simply a strait team. It is said that Ying Hua is preparing to shoot a big production this year. He has a famous director and a famous screenwriter. He has collected several promotional plans and has made several sets of them from top to bottom, so he has no energy to Yin Feng at all.

People speak up very well, but they complained in the face of Yin Feng, respectful or very respectful, but they don’t mention any serious matters, don’t give people or money, in short, there is no help.

Yang Yuying: "Besides me, which actors do you want to invite?"

Yin Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've got all of them together, they are all capable leaders in our company."

The person who plays the male lead is Ying Hua's security guard.

At the age of twenty-two, he is handsome and only looks at his appearance, he is definitely the first-class person, no worse than ordinary young actors, and has a good figure and is gentle and gentle.

The other supporting actors include 18th-tier stars who are retired in the company and are waiting to terminate the contract, and the elderly who are dug out from the extras. Even the cleaner asks him to pick up one.

Yang Yuying: "...I'm withdrawing my investment now, is it too late?"

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. A truly good actor is in the folk. If you have some roles and can't act, you need to perform in your true colors. I'm picking eyes, don't worry, you can't be wrong. They are born to come to our crew and should star in this drama."

What else can Yang Yuying do?

Yin Feng's action was indescribable. He quickly formed a team and started the machine smoothly.

"He's not particular at all."

Song Chongyao got the relevant report as soon as possible. While sitting with Li Lian for dinner, he sneered, "I really think that only one Yang Yuying can support a TV series?"

How much money can film and television dramas make in recent years? How many investments can’t even splash a little bit of water? How many companies have lost money?
To be continued...
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