The leisurely life of rebirth

Han Zhiqian returned to Pengcheng. After a day's rest, he took Xiaomei through the border and went to Hong Kong. He didn't go home for the New Year, so he had to go see Han's mother. He had to tell her the good news in person. She was going to be promoted to be a grandmother.

.[Website] After the three of them had lunch, someone came to pick up Mother Han. They looked at who was sitting in the car with the door open.

Han Zhiqian's face turned dark immediately. Xiaomei patted him comfortingly, said a few words to her father-in-law and mother-in-law and left.

Father Han looked at his son's dark face and became angry. He was also his father. How could he treat his father like this? Humph!

Mother Han patted her chest tenderly, "He has the same stubborn temper as his son. Heredity is really wonderful! Like father, like son."

"Huh!" Father Han twisted his face and looked out of the car. Mother Han looked at his profile, the corners of her mouth turned up, wondering why she was so happy that she was going to be a grandparent so soon.[

Han Zhiqian and Xiaomei went to the record company first, and called the owner upstairs. After hanging up the phone, saying that he was rolling around was a bit exaggerated, but the rush and excitement on his face was true.

He ran down quickly.

He opened his arms in an exaggerated manner, "Oh my! What a rare visitor! I told you why I heard magpies calling next to my ears when I woke up this morning. It turns out that a really distinguished guest has arrived!" He stepped forward and hugged Han Zhiqian, patting him hard on the back.

"You dead man, you took so long to show up, I thought you were missing."

"What do you mean, it's been so long since you went to my wedding." Han Zhiqian hit his shoulder and said. Because of Mobei's relationship, they gradually became familiar with each other. Judging from his reputation in the industry, he was a pretty good person. The two of them.

Gradually they became friends. He often urged me to write songs, but these were not things he could make the decision for.

"Okay, Sean, we have business. Let's go in and talk." Han Zhiqian said with a smile.

"Business!" Sean let go of Han Zhiqian in an instant, jumped back a step, clasped his hands together, and his eyes were shining, "It's the business I've been dreaming of."

"Uh-huh!" Han Zhiqian smiled and nodded.

"Let's go up and talk." Sean pulled Han Zhiqian and walked toward the elevator. He turned back and said to the girl at the reception desk, "Whoever is looking for me, just tell me I won't stop."

"Hey! No need! We'll leave after we finish talking." Han Zhiqian said with a smile.

"No, I have to be the host of whatever you say tonight." Sean looked sideways at Han Zhiqian, "Is it possible that I look down on my brother, or..."

"Yes! It's okay for me to listen to you! But don't be too late. My wife is pregnant." Han Zhiqian arched his eyebrows and replied with a smile.

"Oh my! That's really congratulations." Sean clasped his hands and congratulated hurriedly.

"Aren't you also happy today?" Han Zhiqian pointed to his briefcase.

"Haha... we share the same joy." Sean smiled boldly, which made passers-by very surprised. When had this serious boss ever been so happy? At the same time, he was also curious about who the two people beside him were. Can the boss personally

The reception you receive when you go down must be extraordinary.

"We're still in the recording studio, listening and talking." Sean said seriously.

"Okay!" Han Zhiqian said. He was very confident in the lyrics written by the boss and the music composed by Xiaobei. He even said it was better than the previous songs. It was natural for him to lead the trend. I really don't know where he got so big.

of confidence.

After the three entered the professional recording studio, Sean asked someone to serve good tea. He seemed to know Han Zhiqian's taste very well! Xiaomei was served freshly squeezed orange juice. Han Zhiqian gave Sean the song sheet and then served it elegantly.

He picked up the tea cup and took a gentle sip.

Sean took a cursory look at it first. Although he was not very proficient in music, his keen market insight told him that this would be another glory. The owner of the record company would have closed down long ago without these two brushes.

, especially in today’s highly competitive recording industry.

Sean has collaborated with Han Zhiqian several times, and he is not pretentious. He goes straight to the point, "I want these songs, and the price will be increased to 10% of the net profit of each song based on our original price."

That is to say, for every record sold, Mobei can earn at least one yuan. You must know that the price of genuine records now starts in the ten digits. Net profit, that is, does not include tax, and the tax on records is very high. "Okay.

! If you are happy, I will be happy too, that’s it.”[

The two signed the contract happily. "It's still early, let's hear the results first?" Sean smiled and said, "To pass the time, do some prenatal education."

"Hehe... If you say that, I can't help but listen." Han Zhiqian said with a smile.

After Sean found someone to prepare everything, the beautiful melody and simple and profound lyrics rang out in the recording studio. They were mesmerized when they heard it. This time they were able to find a way out and take the lead.

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In the evening, Sean entertained Han Zhiqian and his wife in a Cantonese restaurant at the Peninsula Hotel. Facing the Victoria Harbor at night, they enjoyed the charming sea view and tasted Chinese delicacies.

This hotel is the oldest existing hotel in Hong Kong and one of the most luxurious and famous hotels in Hong Kong and the world. Countless dignitaries, sports stars, film and television stars have stayed here.

More than sixty years ago, it even awakened the sleepy Kowloon Peninsula of Hong Kong, and once surpassed the ten-mile foreign market in Shanghai, becoming a place where celebrities in the city met, and the exiled nobles lived and died.

This shows how satisfied Sean was with the timely rain sent by Han Zhiqian, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. After dinner, Han Zhiqian and Sean separated and went to Cheng Shigui's mansion in Repulse Bay. They stayed there for three more days before returning to Pengcheng.

, plunged into intense work again, and this time there were really a lot of things accumulated.

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After Fang Monan sent away the respectable mothers, the farm became completely quiet, leaving only three patients who were still undergoing treatment. They were slowly getting better and it was estimated that they would be fully recovered in about ten days.

Fang Monan sent away the last patient who had recovered, and now he began to live a completely peaceful life. In late spring in March, the spring was bright and the grass was growing and the orioles were flying. Although there was still a chill in the circulating air, the temperature of the sun was also

Gradually rise.

The peach trees in the garden are as red as the clouds, and they are clustered close together, blooming brilliantly. Although the peach blossoms are not expensive, they can also be called delicate and beautiful. Just as people praise "the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold",

Although it is bone-chilling, the fragrance remains. As for the peach blossom, during the wind, frost, snow and rain, she closes her flowers in shyness and hides her figure. Only in the embrace of spring, the peach blossom sucks the unique sunshine and clings to it.

With the warmth brought by the spring breeze, people compete for spring with their beauty, competing for beauty, showing the coquettishness of peach blossoms that can read all the spring scenery in the world. Even if it is only the occasional colorful fall, it can make people lose their mind for a moment.

Every day, there is an endless stream of people coming to the farm to enjoy the spring. Qiu Lian and Aunt Lian are very busy.

In the evening, after dinner and seeing Lei Xiao off, Fang's mother looked at the calendar and sighed.

"Mom, you have been looking at the calendar for half an hour. What makes you sigh is that you still feel that time is rushing and time flies by. Time is like a butcher's knife, which makes people grow old!"

"Pfft... What are you kidding? The day after tomorrow is your father's birthday. It's been half a lifetime and no one has celebrated his birthday. It wasn't allowed in the past. He didn't even have enough to eat. Celebrating his birthday? I don't have any spare money.

No one remembers it now." Fang's mother said with emotion.

"Half a lifetime left! Dad is so old!" Fang Monan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Seventy years is rare in life." Mr. Lin said, "It's not just half a lifetime."

"Hehe... Actually, after we've been having trouble for a long time, I think it's my mother who misses my father." Fang Monan smiled very ambiguously.

"Go! What are you thinking about?" Fang Ma said, nodding her forehead.

"Dayan, he's busy at work and won't come back if he doesn't come back." Grandma said from the side, "You're not busy at work anyway, so you can take a day off at the worst!"

"You don't even need to ask for leave, the day after tomorrow is Sunday after all!" Mr. Lin said. "It's only a two-hour bus ride from the provincial capital here."

"Yes! Yes!" Fang Monan encouraged, "Go! Go! Give dad a surprise. We are not studying in the capital, so far away." [

"Then I'll go and see him." Mother Fang also thought about it, "It's better not to go, because you don't have to disturb his work."

"I'm going to call dad and ask if anything happens the day after tomorrow? Hum hum! Even if something happens, you have to stay with us." Fang Monan said and started to dial the phone.

"You! Don't delay your father's business." Fang's mother said.

"Don't worry! It's just talk, you really take it seriously." Fang Monan laughed, and after three rings, "Hey! Dad, tsk tsk... a busy man is actually at home!" Fang Monan joked, as always in the past.

Fang's father called home. Normally, if Fang Monan and the others called Fang's father, they would probably not be able to find anyone. In fact, calling Fang's father would also work, but the main reason was that they were afraid of delaying Fang's father's work.

"You girl, where can you go if I'm not at home?" This girl dared to make a joke even to her father, so she replied angrily.

"Of course I went out to socialize." Fang Monan said playfully, "It's so lonely!"

"Ghost girl! What nonsense are you talking about?" Father Fang couldn't laugh or cry, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Girl! Let's get down to business, you asked Liang Zi to come here to invest in building a hotel."

Fang Monan thought for a while, "No, this should be the result of his inspection. He didn't mention it on the phone." She then added, "Why is dad not confident in his vision? Or is he not confident in himself?

Confidence. How can we say that our provincial capital is not only a place of famous mountains and rivers, but also a place of humanity?

Ah! A historical city! There is a lot to do in the future." The provincial capital city has no cultural heritage at all. As people's wallets increase and tourism rises, it is a good time to intervene. The hotel was not built in a day.

"Why did dad see Liang Zi?"

"Yes! Liang Zi is really a busy man now. He signed the contract in a hurry and left, leaving the team to follow up." Father Fang sighed with emotion. We had never gotten along with each other on official matters in the past. I didn't expect him to be so resolute.

He is decisive in killing and has a sharp vision. No wonder he has achieved so much in just a few years.

"We want to go to the provincial capital on Sunday. It's spring and outing season, so we're welcome!" Fang Monan said with a smile.

Father Fang held the phone in his hand and drew with pen on the paper. This day or two, he decided to close the net and catch them all. "It's Sunday! Come on! I just have nothing to do. I will accompany you to visit the provincial capital." (To be continued.

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