The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

The popularity of "Nezha Hao Hai" made Times Media famous.

This undoubtedly aroused resentment from many people, and the one with the most severe pink eye was Shen Chengming.

No one knew that he had also contacted Zhang Xu and wanted to intercept his notebook midway.

Shen Chengming got news from his second-generation friend Red, who said that they will vigorously promote domestic animation in the next few years, and there is still a market for Zhang Xu's books.

But Zhang Xu was too stubborn. Not only did he ask for start-up funds, he also refused to insert advertisements into the animation.

Shen Chengming, who wanted to make money, would definitely not agree to this.

So he thought of letting Zhang Xu sit for a while and then talk to him again when he was desperate.

Unexpectedly, it didn’t take long for Lin Yue’s Times Media to sign Zhang Xu!

It’s not like he didn’t think about causing trouble in the process. He even contacted Zhang Xu privately through his friends, hoping to cut off the scam at a higher price.

But Zhang Xu actually went all the way to Tianling Gai and refused to even meet him. The reason was that he was rich now and wanted to devote himself to the production of the film.

This left Shen Chengming helpless and furious in the company.

But if this road doesn’t work, then find another way.

Shen Chengming thought for a while and called the people in Tianshi.

Soon the phone was picked up, "Hello? Mr. Shen?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was rougher. Although it sounded more fierce, he still respected Shen Chengming.

"Well, it's me. How are you doing?"

At this time, in a factory in Tianshi, Bai Meng exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a hoarse voice: "What can I do? I'll squat at home."

"It's almost the Chinese New Year. The police have launched some kind of 100-day operation, and the brothers are afraid to go out."

They are the most sensitive people in the world. They will stop immediately if there is any trouble.

After all, this is a business that involves risking one's life, so be careful and sail the ship for thousands of years.

Shen Chengming was not a fool. He immediately understood what Bai Meng meant. He was asking for money in another way.

If it's not enough, he will definitely not take the initiative to ask. Who would rush out to give money to others to spend.

"I heard that Mr. Shen sent a new person to your side?"

After Bai Meng heard this, he shook the cigar in his hand gently on the ashtray, "I heard it was, what is the sword called? Why, is it yours?"

Shen Chengming laughed softly.

"If I have this power, then this position belongs to you."

At this time, Bai Meng also understood that Shen Chengming was trying to cause trouble, and the target was that sword.

However, for him, this is also a good thing, at least he has money to spend the New Year.

"What do you want?"

Shen Chengming listened to Bai Meng's words and looked at the gray sky outside the window, "I heard that my good cousin is planning to do something big in the field of new energy?"

"The weather here in Imperial Capital is getting worse and worse, and we don't know when it will snow."

It was obviously two sentences with no preface and no follow-up, but Bai Meng still understood the meaning.

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After Lin Fangcheng and his wife came to Imperial Capital, Lin Yue cooked by himself whenever he had time.

In the past, she felt that unskilled housework such as cooking could be done by someone else.

But since she became a mother, especially after Lin Fangcheng fell ill, she realized that cooking is both a simple and complicated matter.

It’s simple because many people can do it well, and it’s complicated because it carries the full love between family members.

Lin Yue brought out the last dish from the kitchen, and the two children were already waiting eagerly at the table.

"Mom, mom, I'm so hungry!"

Today Shen Qingshang and Shen Xingyao are not at home, and the two children are more relaxed than before.

"Go wash your hands first. You just finished eating fruit. Why are you hungry so quickly?"

Lin Yue reached out and tapped Lin Jinning's head, asking Shen Yu'an to take her sister to wash her hands.

Lin Fangcheng looked at this scene with a smile. After the two children left, he said: "Children must eat a lot when they are growing. Don't hit them all the time."

"You used to eat a big meat bun every time you came back from kindergarten."

Lin Yue was very helpless. What she was most worried about had happened, that is, her parents' unbridled doting on their two children.

But fortunately, at least he said it after the child was far away, so that she, the mother, was not unable to step down.

After the two children came back, Liu Zuoxu had already served them pork rib soup.

Lin Jinning said sweetly "Thank you, grandma" first, and then lowered her head to drink the soup.

Lin Fangcheng gave Shen Yu'an a piece of sweet and sour pork.

The two children were immersed in eating, while the adults were chatting while eating. Anyway, in the Lin family's dictionary, there has never been a rule of not talking during eating or sleeping.

"Dad, what style do you plan to decorate the villa in Triumph Bay?"

"I plan to ask someone to come over and decorate it after the Chinese New Year, so we can move in soon."

Lin Fangcheng picked up the bowl and drank a bowl of soup gracefully before replying softly: "Just do whatever you want."

"I heard that it is fully decorated and delivered? If so, then you can move in after taking care of the hygiene."

Lin Yue definitely disagreed, "It has been a few years since the house was handed over, and many things are probably a bit old."

"Moreover, the house delivered with fine decoration must be decorated according to public preferences, and it will definitely not conform to the living habits of you and your mother."

"I'll ask the designer to come over then and discuss how to decorate it on site."

Liu Zuoxu asked unexpectedly: "Does Xingyao know about our settlement in the Imperial Capital?"

Lin Yue nodded, "I know, he is the happiest person about this."

"He's always wanted to bring you over, but he just didn't know how to ask."

Seeing Lin Yue's defense of Shen Xingyao, Lin Fangcheng couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Yue, tell me honestly, do you have the final say in the family, or does he?"

Lin Yue was startled, unable to imagine why his father suddenly asked this question.

Just as she was about to answer, Lin Fangcheng had already continued: "If you can't answer, then I guess you listen to him more in life, right?"

"Dad, there is no-"

Before Lin Yue finished speaking, Lin Fangcheng said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yue, you have been independent since you were a child. Your mother and I respect your ideas on many things."

"Everyone has different ideas about running a family."

"But, Xiaoyue, you are very good and outstanding. You don't have to compromise yourself to please anyone. Do you understand?"

Lin Yue was already busy in the kitchen before five o'clock in the afternoon. She should have been happy to prepare such a large table of dishes, but Lin Fangcheng felt uncomfortable inside.

When did the daughter he had held in his hands since she was a child and never touched her face become so virtuous?