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Only some netizens would object to Zhang Rilong's early graduation.

Important figures in various regions support this decision, including many people in the capital.

He graduated early, which is a great thing for society.

In his spare time, Zhang Rilong studied music with Wang Zhenqing at home every day.

He really wants to learn music well.

But a month later, the school sent me a master’s and doctoral degree notification.

The principal delivers the doctoral certificate in person.

"Music is just a hobby. You are needed in many places now. You always study music at home and forget that you are needed in many places."

Zhang Rilong soon gained two more achievements, a white master's degree and a blue doctorate.

1+1+5+1, directly adds eight attributes.

Achievement is a good thing, but Zhang Rilong was confused.

"I'm not in a hurry to graduate so soon. I still have a lot to learn. My current music level is actually still very low."

Zhang Rilong doesn't want to achieve success so quickly, especially when it comes to something he really wants to do as a hobby.

The principal said helplessly: "The Ministry of Education mentioned this matter. Your toys are very popular in Southeast Asia and Liben. What do you think of this?"

"I don't think much about it. I don't care about the company's affairs." Zhang Rilong said speechlessly: "What does the matter over there have to do with me? Every day I just pack and sell toys, and I don't need to take care of them. They are all fixed procedures.

"

The principal looked at Zhang Rilong's nonchalant look and said with envy: "Your toy factory is very profitable, and it is also an important vehicle for spreading culture. It has now opened up the market in neighboring countries. The people above hope that you will spend more time.

Go manage the company."

Zhang Rilong showed a dumbfounded expression, "I'm not a management professional. Now it's normal to let things go and I can continue to make profits. Maybe I will make a mess after I intervene."

"How could this happen?" The principal didn't believe it.

Zhang Rilong said: "There was no shortage of people in ancient emperors who would randomly command and subjugate their country. In fact, I don't even know why my shabby company can run so well. It may be that many management talents can't find jobs and are unemployed because of me."

We’re here.”

The principal said helplessly: "There is only so much music knowledge. If you learn so fast, what else will you learn in the future?"

Zhang Rilong said nothing.

The principal stood up and said: "I am responsible for telling you that in this era, music is the most useless, you should do more serious things."

Zhang Rilong looked at the dean of this top music conservatory speechlessly.

The principal added: "Can you write songs in foreign languages?"

Zhang Rilong showed a look of recollection and said quickly: "I know a little bit."

The principal sighed and said: "Don't continue to play in the Chinese music scene. Now there are foreign singers asking you to sing. Maybe you can try writing songs for singers from other countries to strengthen your international influence.

Now the country needs an international superstar."

"Let me think about it..." Zhang Rilong continued to think.

The principal left quickly and went back to report that Zhang Rilong could write songs in foreign languages.

At noon, Wang Zhenqing came back from shopping and saw Zhang Rilong sitting in the living room.

"What time do you practice piano in the afternoon?"

"I won't practice any more. I'm going to visit the Sailor Farm."

"Okay." Wang Zhenqing came over, picked up the notice on the table and looked at it, "I'll go too, it seems you have nothing to do here."

Zhang Rilong said: "Okay, I am not good at house design and aesthetics. You will be responsible for decorating my house."

Wang Zhenqing had no objection. Zhang Rilong had saved a lot of money in her account, so she would naturally spend the money on decoration.

***

It has started to get cooler in the north in September.

When Zhang Rilong came to Sailor Farm, the place had changed drastically.

A large amount of farmland has been leveled and prepared for winter wheat sowing in mid-to-late September.

The five-million-acre wheat field is a huge project that currently employs two hundred people, each responsible for different tasks.

Agriculture has always been a high-tech industry. You can buy anything that goes on the ground or flies in the sky. The two billion loan can be spent after three years. The money is spent at a speed that is like running water, which directly leads to Zhang Rilong's recent lack of money.

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The two hundred people are basically male workers, and 20% are female workers, all of whom are fat aunt types.

Agriculture is both technical and physical work.

The wages here are relatively low, 5,000 for male workers and 4,000 for female workers.

Zhang Rilong and Wang Zhenqing flew directly to the farm, along with five maids hired in the city.

"You clean the room and find a place to live. I'll go look around. Lin Yaru will be here tomorrow. She will be in charge of the toy company here."

Wang Zhenqing nodded. She was still Zhang Rilong's music teacher and music partner.

Zhang Rilong quickly ran out and found a double-story compound near a forest farm a few kilometers away.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a little girl sitting on the bench holding a child.

The child is only a few months old and is the kind of child who still needs an adult to hold him.

The little girl looks like a primary school student, but she is very beautiful.

"Hello, who are you?"

Zhang Rilong noticed the little girl looking at him, so he smiled and said hello.

The little girl quickly ran into the yard with the child in her arms, and Zhang Rilong followed.

"Who's coming?"

Nissalin came out waving her fan. When she saw Zhang Rilong, she dropped her fan excitedly and ran over and hugged Zhang Rilong's neck.

The two soon shared a long and long kiss in front of the child.

Soon Nissalin let go of Zhang Rilong, exhaled and quickly inhaled, finally calming down her breathing.

Zhang Rilong wiped his mouth, looked at the embarrassed little girl next to him, and said with a smile: "Hello."

"Hello! I am Anna, Nissalin's sister, and this is my brother Cole." Anna introduced herself and the child in her arms.

Nissalin said happily: "Thank you for recommending this job to me. We have raised a lot of butterflies and will get paid right away! My friends are all envious of me!"

"Let me see." Zhang Rilong calculated that it has been more than 45 days.

Blue butterflies have patterns in their genes, so their meal times and maturation times are very regular.

Nissalin took Zhang Rilong to a room. Through the glass on the door and window, you could see the blue butterflies flying inside.

On the floor of a room full of butterflies are broken cocoons.

The damaged cocoons have no extraction value, but these second-generation butterflies will soon produce a hundred times the number of third-generation butterflies.

The ones in this room are the first batch of butterflies, the same pair that were caught in the field.

In addition to this room, there are other rooms. The goddess butterflies made of stronger butterflies and moths in the back have not hatched yet. Zhang Rilong and Nissalin looked inside the window together. The room is now full of white silkworm cocoons, six in total.

A silkworm room.

Some caterpillars did not build their nests in the prescribed paper grids, but crawled to the corners of the ceiling to form cocoons.

The third generation silkworm cocoons can be boiled directly to obtain silk, that is, in another 45 days.

It's almost November.

"Well done, Nissalin." Zhang Rilong put his hand on the butt of the beautiful woman who was watching the butterflies with him, and patted her hard to show encouragement.