After the shadow of rebirth, I forgot to fall in love again

"I have the same feeling for everything Mr. Yan said...but I don't agree with Mr. Yan's approach." Liang Zhipei said: "I still think that culture, thought and art... these things cannot stand It is measured by 'unity' and 'ruler', because it will limit people's imagination and innovation."

"But at least, there should be a standard line there." Yan Yinqiu also insisted on his own opinion: "Only by setting a standard line can those useless rubbish works be eliminated, and limited resources can be invested in more imaginative and innovative works." In powerful works, avoid wasting resources.”

"But who can confirm that there are no good ideas in those so-called 'useless rubbish works'?" Liang Zhipei turned to ask Shen Manqing: "Xiao Shen, what do you think?"

"I think what Senior Liang and Mr. Yan said makes sense." Shen Manqing took a sip of red wine, and then said: "I have been thinking about a problem just now."

"What's the problem?" Liang Zhipei asked.

"The word 'technology' covers an extremely wide range. In addition to the biotechnology and semiconductors that Ji Nanfeng is investing in, there are also the three pillars of the manufacturing industry 'automobiles, machine tools and engines'." Shen Manqing looked at Yan Yin Qiu: "With the support of the financial world, Mr. Yan can invest in any of these three major industries, so it doesn't necessarily mean that the film and television industry is less profitable, right?"

"On the surface, it seems to be true." Yan Yinqiu leaned back on the chair: "But you know why Ji Nanfeng, a big guy who plays with technology, really couldn't wait to come to my 'economic and cultural exchange meeting' today Come up to fight with me?"

"Because he can't afford to burn money?" Su Jinci pondered: "Ji Nanfeng's foreign industry mainly focuses on biotechnology research and development, but as far as I know, the cash exchange ability of this industry is actually not high... Besides, semiconductors, This industry burns even more money, with the three big mountains of Bangziguo, Daoguo and Uncle Sam pressing on his head, it is obviously impossible for him to break into a new sky in a short period of time."

Yan Yinqiu couldn't help being a little surprised when she heard the words, she thought that Shen Manqing was already smart enough, but she didn't expect that there was such a well-informed person beside her... Such a person seemed a bit inferior to singing and dancing on the stage Woolen cloth!

"The situation is roughly as Miss Su said, but there are some minor discrepancies." Yan Yinqiu quickly regained his composure: "In fact, Ji Nanfeng's financial resources are very strong, at least in terms of net worth, he should be better than me. A notch or two above."

"Even if it's gold and silver, it's not enough to burn." Su Jinci has personally invested, and knows how much money it burns. Fortunately, she didn't plan to make money from this business in a short time from the beginning.

"So, he wants to win over others." Yan Yinqiu said: "But it is impossible for a large investment institution with money to take risks with him, and a small investment institution can't afford it either..."

"So, he took a fancy to the middle group that Boss Yan recruited?" Su Jinci couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Take food from a tiger's mouth? Who gave him the courage?"

"I don't know." Yan Yinqiu crossed his arms, looked back at Shen Manqing, and brought the topic back again: "'Automobiles, machine tools and engines' is an industry that has generated a lot of profits. I can invest in it and make a profit. , but unfortunately, this cake has been divided..."

The implication is that she doesn't like small profits, and the current domestic chaos in the film and television entertainment industry is where she will call the wind and rain in the future.

Shen Manqing glanced at Su Jinci, and was about to continue talking when Yan Yinqiu's cell phone rang suddenly.

Yan Yinqiu looked down at the phone. It was an unfamiliar number. After a pause of half a second, he still chose to connect: "Hello, who is it?"

"it's me……"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the phone, Yan Yinqiu knew who it was without thinking, and couldn't help frowning: "Are you drinking again?"

"how do you know?"

"..." If she couldn't even hear the obvious drunkenness in her voice, then what's the use of Yan Yinqiu being alive?

What's more, it was this voice that she had listened to the whole night that night when she was sober and intoxicated, and it was unforgettable from now on.

Thinking of that night that had been buried deep in his memory, Yan Yinqiu suddenly looked cold: "What's the matter? If not, then hang up. I'm in a meeting."

"I'm drunk and I can't find my way home now, are you coming to pick me up?"

"...No answer."

Yan Yinqiu hung up the phone, suppressed her emotions, and wanted to continue the previous topic with Shen Manqing and others, but no matter how she controlled herself, she couldn't get back her previous train of thought and logic.

After all, that night was an unforgettable surprise for her who had always controlled herself to the extreme.

When the mind is disturbed, the thinking is naturally disordered.

Yan Yinqiu sat silently with his eyes closed, and after about half a minute, he finally stood up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I need to deal with something urgently, excuse me..."

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Yan has something to do." Liang Zhipei watched Yan Yinqiu walk out of the conference hall, and then said to Shen Manqing and Su Jinci with emotion: "Fortunately, if she continues to talk, I will probably have to give up." Convinced by her."

……

"How about it? Let me just say it, you still have to be brave!" Yao Yao helped out while drinking, drunk: "You, you are just too cowardly! Do as I say, and follow home life and death , cook raw rice into mature rice..."

"Yeah! You're right!" Holding the phone in her hands, the alcoholic woman looked at the text message with only the word 'where' with a smirk on her face, then poked the screen of the phone carefully, and replied her location: " She's coming to pick me up!"

"Oh..." Yao Yao's hand holding the wine bottle froze immediately, and then said, "Bye."

"What about you?" The female alcoholic seemed to be a little sober and knew how to worry about others: "Aren't you going home?"

"I don't want to go back." Yao Yao said while drinking: "Anyway, there is no one at home."

"Where's your mother?"

"She's probably still on some mahjong table..."

"...Well, you are as pitiful as I am. You are not loved by your parents." The female alcoholic said, pushing her big bag of wine to Yao Yao's side: "There is wine in it, money, and money." The key card upstairs in the hotel..."

"Are you sympathizing with me?" Yao Yao was a little angry: "I have money! I also have a place to live. I don't want your sympathy..."

"I'm sympathizing with myself." The female alcoholic said while she suddenly approached Yao Yao: "If I had been held by someone when I was your age, I wouldn't be in such a miserable situation until now, so Cowardly..."

"...you...I...what are you doing!"

Yao Yao was so frightened by the female alcoholic who suddenly approached her that her heart was pounding, she pushed her out with her backhand, and then touched the left side of her face, blushing, "No, don't make random, random kisses, I, I have a girl." friends of people..."

"..."

The female alcoholic was pushed to the side by Yao Yao on the ground, embarrassed and decadent, but the corner of her eyes kept drifting to a place not far away, with some anticipation and some joy.

Yan Yinqiu stood quietly by the sidewalk, against the light, silently watching Liu Yunxi playing drunkenly, neither stepped forward nor left, but kept asking herself in her heart—why did she get along with such a people meet?Now, why should I continue to entangle with such a person?

Reason told Yan Yinqiu that she should turn around and leave now, but her footsteps seemed to take root... After all, after all, the madness of that night had already become a demon in her heart for so many years. Can repeatedly self-torture.

"The person who picked me up is here!" Liu Yunxi looked at Yan Yinqiu, with a smile on his face, and said to Yao Yao, "I'm leaving."

Yao Yao raised his head and took a look, against the roadside lights, he couldn't see the face clearly, but he could vaguely see the outline of a woman, waved his hand casually, and said in a hateful voice: "Go away! Dog girl! Don't get in my eyes here!"

Liu Yunxi didn't take it seriously, she stumbled towards Yan Yinqiu with her mobile phone in her pocket.

"Don't get too close to me!" Yan Yinqiu stepped back with a cold face: "Where do you live?"

"I'm homeless..." Liu Yunxi coveted Yan Yinqiu's face, and said pitifully, "My cell phone is monitored, my house is monitored... I, I dare not live..."

"..."

Yan Yinqiu looked at Liu Yunxi coldly, as if he wanted to see through her struggling heart with his eyes. It wasn't until Liu Yunxi almost ran away that he picked up his mobile phone and called the hotel manager: "Please arrange someone to help this Ma'am, clean up and prepare a room for her..."

Liu Yunxi: "..."

……

After Liu Yunxi was picked up, Yao Yao drank a lot of wine alone, thinking about it while drinking, and after thinking about it, she felt that she was a little too delicate, and the local rich father that no one else could ask for was not at all here. Popular... Is it because my own thinking is too strange, or is this world too weird?If you go abroad casually, you can become the big boss of the consortium and come back with mountains of gold and silver.

If foreign money is so easy to earn, why don't those who go abroad to study and look for job opportunities return to their hometowns?

The more Yao Yao thought about it, the more contradictory she became, and the more she thought about it, the more absurd she became. She couldn't find any sense of reality in this father who suddenly appeared after disappearing for many years

... But the reality is that this father spends a lot of money on their mother and daughter, and it really seems to be really making up for the shortcomings of these years.

Could this kind of absurd plot like a novel be real?

Yao Yao was skeptical, she even felt that she might have fallen into the world of Truman, and what she saw and heard were all artificially set virtual worlds.

Tired of getting drunk and thinking about it, Yao Yao didn't bother to think about it any more. With the last sliver of sobriety, he picked up the bag left by the female alcoholic, found the room card and money in it, and found a passing hotel waiter. He helped himself into the room, collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

It was almost noon when he woke up, Yao Yao got up to take care of himself reluctantly, looked through the bag left by the female alcoholic, thought he could find the contact information left by her, and thanked her personally, but unexpectedly Two wads of cash and a mobile phone were found in the bag.

Yao Yao is not short of money now, so he glanced over and picked up the new mobile phone that looked like it had just been unpacked.

The screen of the mobile phone is not locked, Yao Yao swipe it casually, and directly enter the desktop, open the contact list, it is clean, no information or phone number is saved, it is obviously a new phone that has just arrived.

Yao Yao refused to give up, and turned the interface again, wanting to see if the other party has logged into the social software such as Qiuqiu and Weibo, but he searched all over the place, except for a black hood named 'God' who looked like Except for the icon of the game LOGO, there is no other useful information.

If it were someone else, he might have put down his phone at this time, but Yao Yao had a stubborn temper that would not give up until the Yellow River, and he clicked on the icon after hesitating for less than a second.