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Liu Qingshan stirred up the storm again, making the American media abuzz.

And it was already September, and Liu Qingshan should return home after finishing his work here.

The team of the dumb grandfather will have to stay here for a while, at least two months, until the first stage of treatment for those patients is over.

By that time, the final effect should be visible, and then we can create public opinion and enhance the influence of traditional Chinese medicine.

Wu Tong and her team also successfully completed this task and will return home with Liu Qingshan.

This time, the animation of The Lion King earned two million US dollars for the Big Tree Company; at the same time, it was sold to the island country at the same price of two million US dollars.

And several other countries and regions have expressed interest in this animation.

However, no final agreement was reached, and it is estimated that we have to wait a little longer to see the effect after it is broadcast in the United States and the island country before making a decision.

Wu Tong did not choose to sell the copyright of the animated film of The Lion King in the end, although in the end, Disney had already offered a high price of five million US dollars.

Wu Tong's plan is: after returning to China, he will organize a team to produce this animated film by himself, and then sell it to the film company here.

It doesn't matter if no one buys it at that time, there is Hurricane Video, his own company, to back it up.

Liu Qingshan also expressed his support for his fiancée's plan, after all, he will not lose money.

Moreover, the level of domestic animation production is not worse than that of foreign countries. Decades ago, there were masterpieces like "Havoc in Heaven".

As long as the funds are in place, and the design takes into account the tastes of European and American audiences, it will definitely be right.

Before boarding the plane, Liu Qingshan waved goodbye to his family and friends, and then shook hands with brothers Liu Yong and Liu Meng: "Thank you so much for these days."

In this month, the two brothers have been conscientious and responsible, and have shown extremely high quality, helping Liu Qingshan to resolve two crises in advance.

One was an explosion, and the other was poisoning in food.

To express his gratitude, Liu Qingshan wrote a check for 100,000 US dollars to each of the two brothers.

However, Liu Yong and his men confiscated it. If they took it, they would definitely have to hand it over in the end. This was discipline.

In this case, Liu Qingshan could not force it, and he made an agreement with the two brothers: to buy them each a house in the capital.

The Liu brothers finally showed a smile on their faces: "Mr. Liu, this is what we should do."

After that, the two brothers saluted Liu Qingshan in unison.

These days, they also personally experienced what Liu Qingshan did, and their hearts were also full of admiration.

"Brother Yong, Brother Meng, keep in touch in the future." Lu Liang was also reluctant to part with the Liu brothers. These days, they also formed a very deep friendship.

Moreover, the Liu brothers, intentionally or unintentionally, taught Lu Liang a lot of things. Now Lu Liang finally looks a bit like a qualified bodyguard.

However, this time, Lu Liang did not follow Liu Qingshan back to China. He wanted to stay here to protect Liu Yinfeng's safety.

"Goodbye!" Liu Qingshan waved and walked into the waiting hall.

The next time he comes, it is estimated that when the sales of Bluebird mobile phones exceed one million, he will take over Columbia Pictures of the Mitsui Group.

Of course, it is also possible that there is good news from Lilan that a large oil field has been discovered, and Liu Qingshan will come to reap a wave.

Sitting on the plane and flying into the blue sky, Wu Tong leaned on Liu Qingshan's shoulder and whispered, "I really miss home."

Liu Qingshan couldn't help teasing her: "Which home do you miss? Oh, we should have a home."

What he meant, of course, was getting married and having his own little home, so Wu Tong snuggled up to him more closely...

In the capital in mid-September, the sky was high and the air was fresh, which was the most comfortable season of the year.

After leaving the airport, Wu Tong took a deep breath, and Liu Qingshan smiled and said beside him: "Is the air in the motherland fresher?"

"Of course, there is not so much car exhaust." Wu Tong wrinkled her nose playfully.

"Then cherish the present." Liu Qingshan muttered, and then found two taxis.

The others went home, while Liu Qingshan and Wu Tong went back to the small courtyard in Liulichang.

The taxi driver chatted while driving: "Brother, you just came back from the United States, right? Do you have US dollars? I can exchange them at a ratio of 1 to 5?"

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "We are all poor students over there. We usually earn tuition by washing dishes. How can we have US dollars?"

The taxi driver stopped talking, and his expression was somewhat contemptuous.

Wu Tong touched Liu Qingshan's arm: Is it necessary to cry poor like this, Mr. Billionaire?

At this time, Liu Qingshan's mobile phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Wang Zhan's number. Liu Qingshan answered it.

Wang Zhan just asked Liu Qingshan if he had arrived home and whether he needed to pick him up at the airport. Liu Qingshan certainly didn't need it.

After hanging up the phone, the taxi driver looked at Liu Qingshan in the mirror and his eyes changed again. In this day and age, those who can afford mobile phones are not ordinary people.

When the taxi passed the school gate, Liu Qingshan looked at the time and saw that school was almost over, so he decided to get off here and pick up the fourth and fifth children.

When paying the fare, neither of them had any Chinese currency in their pockets, so they could only use US dollars.

Seeing Wu Tong take out a stack of green bills, the taxi driver kept swallowing.

Maybe it's because school is about to end, but the school gate is quite busy. There are people selling soda popsicles, and there are also stalls selling some pictures that are interesting to children.

Liu Qingshan bought two popsicles and ate them slowly with Wu Tong.

This one still tastes good, better than that ice cream.

Not long after, the school bell rang, and I saw the fourth and fifth boys in school uniforms walking out of the school gate talking and laughing with a large group of classmates.

Looking at the sunny little faces of his two sisters, Liu Qingshan was also very happy.

Shan Xing was more sensitive and was the first to notice Liu Qingshan's gaze. He turned around and looked over, and immediately shouted in joy: "Brother!"

"Wow!" The little fourth shouted and ran over: "Brother, Sister Tongtong, have you just come back?"

Soon, several children from Jiapigou came over and surrounded Liu Qingshan and the others happily.

"One bottle of soda per person, my brother's treat!" Xiao Laosi announced directly on Liu Qingshan's behalf.

The children cheered, surrounded the old lady selling soda, and then fished out bottles of soaked soda from the large basin.

"Brother, you should treat us to KFC. I really envy Xiao Liuzi. He doesn't have to go to school and can still eat KFC every day in the United States."

The little old man took a sip of soda, and then his mouth kept buzzing.

Western fast food like KFC is still very tempting to today’s children.

In 1987, the first foreign fast food restaurant opened in Qianmen, and KFC entered China.

Gu Chu's business is so booming that customers have to queue up. When it opened, the store only offered four kinds of food: plain chicken, mashed potatoes, cole slaw, and bread.

The price of a piece of plain chicken is 2.5 yuan, which can almost buy an old hen.

"Those are all junk food." Liu Qingshan flicked Little Laosi's head gently, "And Xiaoliuzi learns skills from the mute grandpa every day, but it's not as leisurely as going to school."

"Brother, I know, we will all work hard to learn our skills." Xiao Laosi smiled and returned the soda bottle to the old lady, then took out the money from his pocket and prepared to pay.

Of course Wu Tong would not ask the little old man to spend money, but the bills she took out were all US dollars, and she had not had time to exchange them for RMB.

The old lady selling soda drinks didn't know her, so she didn't dare to accept it.

"Today, the fourth and fifth of our family are treating us to a treat. The two young ladies are very rich. At the Asian Games Village, they treat tens of thousands of bottles of soda every day." Liu Qingshan said cheerfully.

The little boy became more modest: "You can't say that. We started to provide soda in lunch boxes, but later we couldn't afford it, so we had to add sugar to cold water and drink sugar water instead."

"That's not bad. Drinking sugar water is better than filling it with raw water."

Liu Qingshan was still praising them. After all, the two little girls had limited funds, so it was praiseworthy enough for them to be able to achieve this level.

At this time, a voice intervened: "Classmate Caifeng, and classmate Shanxing, what did you do?"

I saw a middle-aged woman pushing a bicycle standing outside the circle. When she saw Liu Qingshan, her eyes lit up: "Comrade Liu Qingshan, hello, hello."

Liu Qingshan remembered that this was the dean of the attached middle school, but he forgot his last name.

"Hello, Director Liu." Lao Si, Lao Wu and the others said hello quickly.

Liu Qingshan then remembered and hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands: "Director Liu, it's time to get off work."

When the fourth and fifth children were sent to school, it was Director Liu who received them and also conducted tests on the two little girls.

Since then, Director Liu has been very fond of the two little guys, especially since they have always been among the best. Director Liu likes them even more.

Director Liu also knew that Liu Qingshan was selected as one of the top ten outstanding young people, so he was very polite:

"I just heard you talking about donating to the Asian Games. This is a hot topic now, and the school must set an example in this regard."

"No, director, we are just talking and joking." Xiao Laosi waved her hands repeatedly. She and Shan Xing had agreed not to publicize this matter.

Otherwise, it will be very troublesome.

Oh, Director Liu glanced at Xiao Laosi and decided in his heart that he would investigate in secret, just in case he unearthed a typical example.

After bidding farewell to Director Liu and his classmates, Liu Qingshan and the others went home together.

When they reached the entrance of the alley, they gave some of the food and drink they brought back to Zhang Xiaoman and the other children.

"My brother is back!" Xiao Laosi shouted at the door of the house.

Then with a sudden noise, Li Tieniu jumped out, still holding the child in his arms. The little child was white and fat, with clear and black eyes, just like two little black beans.

Wu Tong saw that the child was attracting attention, so he quickly picked it up. The calf didn't look unfamiliar, and patted Wu Tong's face twice with his little hands, giggling happily.

Li Tieniu then hugged Liu Qingshan and said, "Senior brother, I'm so suffocated to look after my baby at home every day."

"Isn't it good to be a daddy?" Liu Qingshan patted his shoulder, and then saw his eldest brother-in-law Gao Wenxue also walking out of the yard, followed by Writer Lu.

Liu Qingshan said hello quickly, and Gao Wenxue pushed up his glasses with his hand: "Sanfeng, you came back just in time. Let's discuss how to donate to the Contradiction Literature Award."

"Then first, congratulations to brother-in-law and brother Wang. Your work must have won the award." Liu Qingshan reacted quickly and guessed it right away.

They were participating in the third session, and the selection was for outstanding literary works from 1985 to 1988.

However, this selection cycle is relatively long, and the specific list of winners was not determined until this year.

As for the awards, that won't happen until March 1991.

Gao Wenxue and Lu Writer also smiled. They were of course happy to win the award. After all, this is the highest award in the domestic literary world.

However, what made them even happier was that they could use their overseas copyright income to make their own contribution to this award.

Adding Liu Qingshan's royalties, the three of them had collected two million US dollars at that time.

With this two million prize money, the prize money of the winner can be greatly increased.

You know, before this, the prize money was only 5,000 yuan.

Now with this money, the prize money starts at at least 50,000.

Everyone went into the house together. Tie Niu's wife Xiao Cui'er was cooking with Aunt Lu. When Liu Qingshan asked, Uncle Lu and Master Lao Mao'er had not returned from Europe yet.

They were all valuable cultural relics. Uncle Lu was worried and took Lao Mao'er as a bodyguard.

After lunch, Xiao Cui rode her bicycle to work at Longteng Commercial Building. She had been interning with Hou San, mainly learning shopping mall management.

In the afternoon, Lao Si and the others went to school. Wu Tong was a little tired from the plane ride, so he went back to the house to rest first.

Liu Qingshan didn't feel anything, so he followed his brother-in-law and Writer Lu to the literary award judging committee.

The judging committee has an office here, which is actually a separate office at the Writers Association.

Liu Qingshan and his team drove here, and Gao Wenxue and his team were familiar with the place and knocked on the door of the office directly.

"Writer Lu, Writer Gao, welcome." There were only two people in the room, a middle-aged man wearing a white half-sleeve shirt, who stood up and greeted them.

"Teacher Meng, you are busy." Gao Wenxue and his team said politely, and then introduced Liu Qingshan.

This teacher Meng is not one of the sixteen judges, and is mainly responsible for daily affairs.

Teacher Meng also has some impression of the name Liu Qingshan, but he is not very familiar with it. He exchanged a few words and thought he was also a young writer.

After everyone sat down and chatted for a while, writer Lu got to the point. He took out a few checks from his bag and placed them on the table in front of teacher Meng, then adjusted his glasses with his hand:

"Teacher Meng, this is some of our donations to the literary award. We hope it can help more writers and create with peace of mind."

Writer Lu has a deep understanding of this. Since winning the Jiapigou Literary Award, his entire life has completely changed.

His health has improved, and he has more and more works, so he is really grateful.

He also hopes that his experience can benefit more writers.

What does this mean?

Teacher Meng was a little confused. When he saw the amount on the check clearly, he jumped up directly from the chair. This time he was scared.

Two million, or US dollars, is this fake?

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red blood rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were seen everywhere, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that were bustling in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy at this moment.

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, unable to distinguish one from the other, shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about 70 feet away from him, and occasionally vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest movement.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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