I have a role in the heavens

Chen Ruiji's defense suddenly broke down and he really felt sad. Father and son are enemies. This sentence is not wrong at all. Chen Yangzhe and Chen Ruiji have different values ​​​​and find it difficult to understand each other.

Chen Yangzhe has a domineering and strong personality and is a standard patriarch, while Chen Ruiji has a low self-esteem because he was an illegitimate child. He feels somewhat dwarfed in front of Chen Rongji and others, and is even more afraid of Chen Yangzhe, which leads to the conflict between the two. the current relationship between them.

Li Yulan looked at Chen Yangzhe who was furious, a hint of joy flashed deep in his eyes, but still had a look of concern on his face, and persuaded Chen Yangzhe.

"President!"

Chen Daojun sneered. Seeing his father's loss and sadness, he finally couldn't help but take action. He swallowed the oden in his hand, then put the plate into Hengjun's hand again, took a step forward, and stood in front of his father. He looked at Chen Yangzhe calmly and said.

"It is true that the film industry cannot make big money nowadays. Our market is occupied by Hong Kong shoot-out movies and Hollywood blockbusters!"

Chen Yangzhe looked down at his little grandson, who was only as tall as his waist. His expression didn't change at all, and he didn't know what he wanted to say.

Everyone's eyes were turned to the child Chen Daojun, with different expressions in their eyes. Li Hairen and Chen Ruiji were worried that he would be reprimanded by Chen Yangzhe, so they quickly grabbed his arm, shook their heads and said.

"Dojun, don't talk nonsense!"

Chen Yangzhe waved his hand, looked at Chen Daojun seriously, and said coldly.

"Let him continue!"

Chen Ruiji and Li Hairen had a bit of worry on their faces, but they did not dare to disobey Chen Yangzhe's majesty.

Chen Daojun showed no fear, looked at his grandfather Chen Yangzhe very calmly, and said in a deep voice.

"Although the film industry cannot make big money now, it does not mean that there will be no future in the future!"

“Culture is a country’s self-confidence and its business card!”

"And the film industry is a cultural industry with great development prospects, which can help citizens increase their sense of identity with their country!"

"Movies are also a good promotional tool. The Hong Kong shootout film "A Better Tomorrow" is a typical example, which has made many young people yearn for Hong Kong Island!"

Chen Yangzhe's expression moved slightly. He understood the meaning of the little grandson's words, but he still spoke stiffly.

"So, the film industry still can't make money, right?"

Cheng Daojun's expression froze. The old man Chen Yangzhe was a bit ungrateful and acted like a rogue. He glanced at the room where Chen Yangzhe just came out and said with deep sarcasm.

"At least we won't let the people worship foreign things and naively think that those who study in Japan are better than those in China!"

Chen Yangzhe was slightly startled. Although he had long known that his little grandson was not forgiving, he did not expect that such a sentence would come out of Chen Daojun's mouth. Everyone present was confused and did not know what it meant. , but Chen Yangzhe understood that Chen Daojun was ridiculing Chen Rongji again and was refuting his view that the film industry is worthless.

"Maybe!"

Chen Yangzhe calmed down the expression on his face. As an old fox who had worked hard in the mall all his life, he had long been indifferent to emotions and anger. He stopped entangled with Chen Daojun and said directly to Li Yulan.

"Send off guests, remember to sprinkle salt!"

Sprinkling salt is an ancient custom. Whenever you encounter something unclean or participate in something dangerous, grab a few handfuls of salt and throw it into the air, or sprinkle it on yourself to drive away evil spirits and eliminate the unknown. South Korea was influenced by the culture of the sovereign and also has this custom.

Chen Yangzhe walked into the elevator under the gaze of everyone, and said sarcastically.

"Today is really a day for banquets, and there are actually beggars coming to beg!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator door was closed. No one present saw it. After the elevator door closed, Chen Yangzhe had a somewhat relieved smile in his eyes.

Li Yulan turned around, looked at Chen Ruiji's family, smiled again, and said complainingly.

"Really, the president just said some unintentional words! It really hurts the children's hearts!"

"Ricky, you know your dad's temper, don't take it to heart!"

Li Yulan walked up to Chen Ruiji, reached out and patted Chen Ruiji's arm, with a kind and kind look on her face that made people really think that Chen Ruiji was her son.

"Yes, let's do this for today. Take your time. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future!"

Chen Dongji also quickly comforted Chen Ruiji, with some sincerity, and even reached out to touch Chen Hengjun's head, showing the care and love of an elder towards his nephew.

Chen Daojun looked at the family fighting for fame and wealth, and shook his head helplessly. Fortunately, he was not Yin Xuanyou's rebirth, and he had no hatred and revenge against everyone in the Shunyang family, so he could understand the other party's approach.

"Everyone, let's eat. Yo, Hengjun took a lot!"

Chen Dongji looked at the dinner plate in Chen Hengjun's hand with a smile on his face. He looked at the joke and relaxed the atmosphere. He even reached out and touched Chen Hengjun's head again to express his closeness.

Chen Daojun watched this scene quietly, as if he were a family living in harmony, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at a family portrait hanging on the wall next to him, but there was no Chen Ruiji and his family on it, which seemed particularly dazzling.

Chen Daojun did not go down with the others, but stayed upstairs, wandering around, and walked into a house filled with various antiques, mostly from the Goryeo Dynasty. Chen Daojun knew something about the appreciation of cultural relics. , but I don’t have much contact with the historical relics of a small country like Goryeo. Although I can distinguish the authenticity from the fake, I can’t determine the value of these antiques.

Chen Daojun looked at this small museum and understood that these should be Chen Yangzhe's collections, which were valuable. He looked at them casually through the glass cover. It may be because of being a dependent country, so these Goryeo antiques have The Chinese style actually made Chen Daojun like it a little more.

"If you don't know how to open your window, you have to tap it gently with the moonlight of love."

A burst of singing came from inside, and a flash of surprise flashed in Chen Daojun's eyes. There was actually someone here, walking towards the direction where the singing came from.

A teenage boy wearing a black suit stood nonchalantly in front of a row of Korean knives. He picked up one without knowing it, opened it and looked at it for a few times, put it down again, and then picked up another. , put it directly into your pocket.

Chen Daojun looked at Chen Xingjun, who didn't look like a prince even in his dragon robe, with a bit of disdain in his eyes. The eldest son and grandson of the Shunyang family could be said to be a playboy. He had no knowledge and skills, and lived in debauchery all day long. Compared to his His father, Chen Daojun's uncle Chen Rongji, was even worse. It can be said that every generation is worse than the last.