Divorce at the beginning and become a superstar

"I'll go to your uncle, Jiang Feng, don't you know him?"

"It sounds familiar, oh, I remembered, that big star was splashed with dirty water by Qiao Zhengjun with you some time ago!" The caller was also a big boss who loves calligraphy and painting, and at this moment, he was full of envy and hatred in his heart.

Qin Guang hung up the phone, feeling complacent.

In the following half a day, Qin Guang kept answering the phone calls, and he was also immersed in an extremely showy mood, and his hearty laughter never stopped.

When the food was ready, Qin Yuning's face was flushed, and he didn't know if it was because of tiredness from cooking or something.

When serving the dishes, she gave Jiang Feng a hard look, obviously she was under the nose of her father, and she was dishonest.

Jiang Feng laughed lowly for a while, and then went upstairs to call Qin Guang, who was still full of enthusiasm, to come down for dinner.

"Dad, is it so beautiful?" Seeing Qin Guang eating and looking at the picture scroll on the table next to him, Qin Yuning pouted.

But she was also very happy in her heart. It was obvious that Qin Guang had no knots in his heart now, and his whole body was refreshed and happy.

"Hey, you don't understand this, ordinary food can't compare to spiritual food like calligraphy and painting!" Qin Guang said seriously.

"Uncle Qin, this is also a small painting I made on the spur of the moment. If you like it, I will draw it for you later." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Nuan, this statement is wrong!" Qin Guang slapped the table seriously: "Your technique is not inferior to those famous masters at all, and it is even more prominent! You must know that an expert must not often shoot. If you draw There are too many of them, so they are not precious. Just now, some of my old brothers wanted to buy your paintings, but I rejected them all. We don’t lack the money, and those who draw calligraphy pictures are just appreciative.”

Seeing Jiang Feng's appearance of being taught, Qin Guang suddenly leaned over and lowered his voice and said, "But if you create paintings and calligraphy for Uncle Qin, the more the better."

"Haha, you're thinking about it. I've lost my previous depressed mood. I asked you to take over because I want to continue to exercise your ability. Don't worry, I'll support you behind me, let's go do it." Qin Guang laughed loudly.

Hearing what his father said, Qin Yuning let go of his hanging heart and smiled.

In fact, Qin Guang said this to fool his daughter. After he discovered Jiang Feng's calligraphy and painting standards, he focused more on it.As the father-in-law, he is naturally embarrassed to say it, but he also thinks that in the future, he will let Jiang Feng point out more, maybe his future attainments will reach the level of famous masters, and then he will be happy to brag with a bunch of old brothers.

After dinner with Qin Guang, Jiang Feng and Qin Yuning took a taxi back to the city.

When passing by the film and television city base, Qin Yuning deliberately asked the driver to stop, and ran down to look at it for a while.

Now that his father has appointed him as the person in charge of this project, Qin Yuning will take up the post in two days, and he will often come here to inspect the work when he can't tell.

As for the design and construction of the film and television city, Qin Yuning has no experience. Fortunately, Jiang Feng is there, and he plans to go back and take the time to write a planning proposal.After all, he has seen the scale and style of World Hengdian before, which can give some inspiration and help to the designers of the film and television city.

After sending Qin Yuning to Qin's headquarters, Jiang Feng returned to Baoning's villa.

The expansion of the company's scale is naturally imperative. Although this villa is large, it is still too small for the headquarters of a large company.Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that most Qing would continue to take land to build the first elementary school in Kyoto, and if he wanted to, he would ask Meng Lei to contact him to see if there was any suitable place to move the company there.

When I came to the entrance of the villa, I saw a middle-aged man sitting on the curb, dressed plainly, even washed to the point of fading and turning white.

There was a full jumbo sack beside the man. He looked a little cautious, and when he saw Jiang Feng, he immediately stood up excitedly.

"Old Zhao?" Jiang Feng also recognized that this is Zhao Lao Wu whom he met in Qingquan Village.

Before leaving Qingquan Village, Jiang Feng also entrusted police officers to help investigate the child abduction case back then.

"Mr. Jiang!" Zhao Laowu stepped forward, wanting to shake hands with Jiang Feng, but looking at his dark and callused hands, he lowered them timidly.

Jiang Feng smiled, stepped forward and raised Zhao Laowu's hand and shook it, saying: "When did you come, why didn't you say hello to me in advance. Come, come in quickly, have you eaten yet?" , and took Zhao Laowu to the villa yard.

Zhao Laowu ran to the side of the road, carried the big bag on his shoulders, and then followed in.

"What are you carrying? It weighs so much after traveling such a long distance!" Jiang Feng touched the sack, which should be some kind of crop, which is very thick.

"Hey, I don't have anything to bring back home. I brought you a bag of millet. It's good to make porridge for the baby." Zhao Laowu smiled honestly, the wrinkles on his face were deeper than when he first saw him, and his hair It's also a lot whiter.

For a short period of time, he seemed to be ten years older.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Feng felt a little bitter in his heart, and he also had certain guesses about the outcome of the case.

After asking the staff to help carry Xiaomi to the kitchen, Jiang Feng took Zhao Laowu to the office and learned that he hadn't eaten, so he also asked the kitchen aunt to help make beef noodles.

"Old Zhao, do you need my help this time, just tell me." Jiang Feng said.

"Hey, it's okay, I just came to thank you n
Jiang Feng looked at Zhao Laowu. Although he was smiling, there was an indelible sadness hidden deep in his eyes.

"How about that case?" Jiang Feng still asked.

"I'm lucky. I found the trafficker in the next village, and he recruited him. My baby was kidnapped by him and sold to a family in Yun Province." Zhao Laowu's hands trembled slightly, and his voice changed. It's a little hoarse.

This was different from Jiang Feng's previous guess, and he hurriedly asked: "What about the child, did you find it?"

"The family was found, but the child is gone, leukemia, gone." Zhao Laowu gritted his teeth, but did not shed tears, as if the tears had dried up.

Seeing Jiang Feng standing up, Zhao Laowu hurriedly waved his hands: "Boss Jiang doesn't need to persuade me, speaking of it, I'm relieved."

Jiang Feng sighed in his heart, and didn't know how to comfort him.

Zhao Laowu said this to comfort himself. In just a few years, his wife was gone, and now the news that he finally had a child was the worst news.

At this time, the kitchen aunt came in with a big bowl, which contained delicious beef noodles.

Jiang Feng asked Zhao Laowu to eat on the desk, but Zhao Laowu smiled, ran to the door, crouched on the ground with the bowl in his arms, and devoured it hungrily.

Jiang Feng couldn't see his expression, only saw his shoulders twitching constantly.

Taking a pack of tissues, Jiang Feng gently placed it beside Zhao Laowu: "Old Zhao, what are your plans for the future?"