Rebirth begins with marrying a female educated youth

Liu Xianglan had already gone to bed first, and when Lu Heling couldn't help but fall asleep, Liu Shilian, who was watching TV next door, tiptoed in carefully.

"Godfather...is my mother sleeping?"

"Well, I went to sleep." Ji Yuanhai stood up, carefully went out with her, and closed the door smoothly.

When they got outside, Ji Yuanhai asked, "Why don't you watch TV?"

Liu Shilian replied: "Every time I watch TV, it's the same... I've finished watching all the cartoons."

"Dad, you know, I am very good at school, the teachers praise me..."

Ji Yuanhai smiled and touched his goddaughter's little head: "Well, tell me."

Liu Shilian was very helpful. She sat with him with a smile and talked about her things in school. She was good at studying and smart, and the teacher liked her very much, so no one wanted to bully her.

Once, a little scoundrel wanted to make fun of her for not having a father, but the teacher heard it. The teacher beat the little scoundrel's hand with a ruler until it was swollen.

"His hands are as high as a toad's bulging belly..." Liu Shilian giggled and danced around to describe it with Ji Yuanhai.

Ji Yuanhai also felt funny when he heard this: "Yes, it's so high!"

"Hmm, who made him so bad?" Liu Shilian nodded and said.

Talking about cartoons again, Liu Shilian felt a little regretful: "Aunt Zhuyun is very busy now and rarely writes fairy tales. It would be great if she continued to write fairy tales. I feel that the fairy tales she writes are very good. If they can be made into cartoons Enough!"

Ji Yuanhai was also a little amused when he heard this: "I didn't expect that you are the one who cares most about her works now."

"Don't you think your godmother's works are good? Your godmother quite likes to write something now."

Liu Shilian shook her head, stuck out her tongue and made a face: "That's not okay! Godmother's writing is too profound. I really don't know how to read it."

Ji Yuanhai laughed. Lu Heling's writing was indeed literary and not suitable for children to read. For Liu Shilian, children's literature is more interesting.

More than an hour later, Wang Zhuyun came back from get off work.

Ji Yuanhai told Wang Zhuyun what Liu Shilian said. Wang Zhuyun put his arm around Liu Shilian's shoulders and said with a smile: "Oh, I didn't expect that there is such a little reader in front of me!"

"I'd like to thank you for your support!"

Liu Shilian replied: "Aunt Zhuyun, when will the story you wrote be made into a cartoon? I really want to see the story you wrote turned into a cartoon!"

Wang Zhuyun smiled and said: "This was not decided by me, but by the film studio."

Having said this, she looked at Ji Yuanhai: "You should be familiar with people from the film studio. Would you like to help me get in touch?"

"The animation studio is an art film studio, which is different from the Beijing Film Studio."

When Ji Yuanhai said this, he suddenly remembered a great regret for future generations.

A black cat catches a mouse, and in the next episode, the sound of gunshots sounds like we will see each other again, and we will never see him again.

Due to economic and other reasons, the current leading position of domestic art film studios has collapsed; when the foreign animation industry came to visit the country with a pilgrimage mentality, they were disappointed. They found that the once leading and unique animation holy land had actually To go backwards, or even to learn some useless and gaudy things, has completely reduced me to a lagging behind.

If you have the opportunity in the future, you may be able to invest in it and leave a complete system. The old and the new will continue to be passed on, and the fine art films that still adhere to artistic creation will be maintained today, rather than the "market creation" that was later learned from outside, just for clicks. ,flow.

This thing seems to be sentimental, but if you think about it carefully, it actually has benefits.

If everything must be in line with the market, without something truly high-quality and truly cultural and artistic, it is destined to be a mess.

Of course, this was just an idea that came to me while chatting with Wang Zhuyun and Liu Shilian.

He also mentioned that Lu Heling's due date was approaching and Wang Zhuyun's car needed to be ready at all times. Wang Zhuyun immediately nodded: "Okay, I will definitely be ready!"

"Even if the driver is not here, I can still drive you to the hospital."

"If you still need me to drive, I can do it too." Ji Yuanhai just said. Hearing the phone ringing in the house, he quickly entered the house to answer it.

The call was from Lu Chenglin. He said that everything has been arranged and everyone who should be targeted has been targeted. Next, let's take a look inside the Haolila Clothing Mall to see how many insiders there are and who the biggest insider is. .

After Ji Yuanhai received the news, he had an idea in his mind.

Shan Xiaowei hasn't received any news yet, so let's wait and see for now.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Heling and Liu Xianglan had already woken up.

The family chatted and laughed and began to discuss what to have for dinner.

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"Jingle Bell!"

The phone rings.

Chen Desheng picked up the phone, listened and laughed: "We just met today. Is there anything I didn't say in person that you want to call me now?"

Li Rongda on the other end of the phone was also laughing: "Old Chen, I was a little bit murmuring in my heart. I came out of Fusheng Hotel and went to inquire about it."

"What do you think I found out?"

Chen Desheng curled his lips, but smiled: "You asked about it, and I asked about it too. We might as well talk about what we each found out."

"I guess we both should have found out about the same thing."

"What do you think?"

Li Rongda on the other end of the phone suddenly laughed: "That's what I said...haha, that's what I said..."

"If we all inquired about it, 80% of it would be the same information."

"There is really no comparison between these people! For example, Xiao Ji and I grew up like this because I was raised by my mother's biological parents, and the same goes for other people, but they are better-looking than me, and they can make me look like this. It catches people’s eyes.”

At this point in his words, Chen Desheng fully understood that what he and he had heard were the same thing.

Meng Qi's daughter, Meng Zhaoying, seemed to have been molested once, and her reputation was not very good. He didn't know what his daughter was thinking. When it came to marriage, there should be people who were willing to marry her for the sake of their future, but she refused to get married. She seemed to have a somewhat unclear relationship with Ji Yuanhai, who was already married.

There was such a rumor when I had not graduated from Jiyuanhai University and was still selling flowers and plants.

No one dares to say this, no one dares to spread it.

In the past, some people dared to say that it was because Meng Qi was not as promising as he is now, and it was also because Ji Yuanhai was just a boss who made money selling flowers and plants.

But now, anyone who wants to tell this matter will definitely attract the hatred of Meng Qi, Ji Yuanhai, and Meng Zhaoying, which will really outweigh the gains and losses.

Whoever wants to say it now will have to pay a heavy price.

Of course, both Li Rongda and Chen Desheng have been acquaintances for many years, so it was inevitable that they would blurt it out.

"Yes, who would have thought that he is half the son-in-law of the Meng Qi family!"