The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

It has been almost half a month since Xiaogang's family followed the Wen family's boat to Hankou.

What he saw and heard in the past half month can be described as an earth-shaking cognitive subversion for Xiaoguan.

Luo Weizhu kept his promise, and entrusted Xiaoguan's family to Wen Heng before leaving. When Wen Heng went back to deal with it, he compared the information and found that Xiaoguan's family belonged to the tracker Piaozi he knew on the pier. family.So after consulting their opinions, the whole family was brought back to Hankou.

In the early years, Xiaogangniang wandered around and learned her lessons. In the past few years, she took advantage of her stable life and saved some money in her hands. After arriving in Hankou, they didn't ask for Wen Heng's support. They rented a small yard near the pier. After settling down for a while, Piaozi and Xiaotong went to the pier to find work.

As for the small vat, Luo Weizhu had promised to send him to Hankou to meet the organizer of the Minsheng newspaper, so he was the most excited person during this trip to Hankou. The deck is full of hope, and no one can pull it back.

The weather hadn't turned warm yet, the wind from the river was blowing too much, and Xiaoguan caught a cold gloriously before he arrived in Hankou.Amidst the babbling of the little girl, the family went to the nearby Qi Xiuji clinic to prescribe cold medicine, and the meeting with the organizer of the People's Voice was also delayed.

"Brother, is this... the Wen family?" Xiao Chuan asked, pulling on Piaozi's sleeve.

The half-month sickness was about to cause Xiao Chuang to develop new problems. As soon as he recovered from his illness, Xiao Chuang pestered his elder brother to take him to Wen's house, and asked Second Young Master Wen to inquire about Minshengbao.

Standing at the gate of the tall and majestic Wen family compound with more than one clerk standing guard at the gate, Xiao Chuan suddenly became a little nervous, and his excitement calmed down a little, replaced by an uncontrollable anxiety.

There is actually someone living in such a big house in this world...

"Yes, this is the Wen family." Piaozi was a little emotional. Who would have expected that the taciturn tramper at the port was actually the young master of the famous boat king's family along the Yangtze River?

Piaozi recalled the "Swallow" at the port back then, and now that he thinks about it, there are indeed many things different about him from ordinary people, but the authorities are obsessed, and no one will be able to notice it in a short time.

After dragging Wen Heng's blessing, when Piaozi and Xiaotong's father went to the pier to look for work, they took the job of the foreman directly, and Xiaogang's mother also found a job in the cafeteria of the labor union.

Although Xiaogang's family did not accept Wen Heng's direct funding, after Mrs. Wen knew of their existence, in order to thank Piaozi for taking care of Wen Heng when she was in Sichuan, she secretly tried to subsidize a lot. Life is much more comfortable than before.

In fact, those things at the beginning were said to be caring, but more of a simple effort guided by curiosity.Piaozi is a little bit embarrassed, the difference between himself and his younger brother actually changed the fate of the whole family.

"Before you were sick, and you had never been to Wen's house. The Wen family is very talkative. Don't be nervous, but you must also be polite. Don't touch or bark, and don't open your mouth to ask others for things." Piaozi patted the back of his brother's head. ,"Do you understand?"

"I know, brother!" Xiao Chuan recovered from the shock of seeing Wen's family, "I won't embarrass our family!"

Piaozi nodded in satisfaction, "Well, although our family is much poorer than the Wen family, life is already pretty good. My parents and I can make money, and you can also make money after finishing your studies. The Wen family is a chivalrous family. Take care of us, but we must not think that we will rely on the Wen family in the future, that will cut off our own way of life."

Piao Zi taught his younger brother how to teach his younger brother, and the housekeeper of the Wen family who had gone to spread the word came back, accompanied by a well-dressed maid.

"My two sons, the second youngest of my family just happened to go out on business, but he told you before that you can go directly to Mr. Xie when you come. Mr. Xie is in the house right now, please go in with Miss Fuzhu. "

Piaozi had been in Hankou for half a month, so she naturally knew who Mr. Xie was. Today, Xie Yan, as the owner of the current theater and the rumored son-in-law of the Wen family, has long been famous.

Piaozi knew that Xie Yan was part of Wen's family, so naturally she had no objection to this, and told her younger brother a few words before dragging him into Wen's house together.

The Wen family's small living room is now exclusive to Xie Yan. When Fuzhu brought someone in, Xie Yan had just put down the latest letter written by Mr. Wen.

Putting the letter in the drawer and locking it, Xie Yan stood up with a smile, "Is it a ladle and a small jar?"

"Yes, yes." It was also the first time for Piaozi to see Xie Yan, even though he just explained the truth to his brother just now, but when he actually put it into practice, he himself got stuck.

This is no wonder for Piaozi. Before seeing the real person, who would have expected that the rumored Mr. Xie was such a young man?

Piaozi had heard people say that Mr. Xiao Xie was good-looking before, and Piaozi, who had seen Wen Heng's appearance with his own eyes, didn't pay much attention to it. However, when they met today, Piaozi realized that he was very wrong.

If Wen Heng's appearance is handsome and sharp, then Xie Yan is as delicate and quiet as if he walked out of a painting. At first glance, he looks like a spring breeze. Only by exploring carefully can he perceive that the other party is on the other side of the painting , out of reach.

A young man in a dark green coat came over from behind the desk and made a gesture of invitation, "Let's sit down and talk."

Piaozi bit her tongue, "Okay, okay."

Xiao Chuan was no less impacted than his elder brother. After all, Piao Zi came to Wen's house once, and Xiao Chuan was very unfamiliar with everything in front of him. He kept reciting in his heart to divert his attention, so that he did not make the mistakes his brother told him to do.

"I heard from Wen Heng that Xiao Chuan plans to go to school, right?"

"Yes, my illness is cured and I can go to school."

"Do you have a favorite school?"

"I..." Xiaoguan hesitated.

Xie Yan handed the half-grown child a piece of pastry, signaling him not to be nervous, "Let's chat casually, and say whatever comes to mind, it doesn't matter."

Xiao Chuan glanced at his brother, and after receiving encouragement, he said, "I saw the story of Yulong that my brother bought for me these days. I want to go to the new school mentioned in Yulongji, but... I have already missed this year The school recruits new..."

Xie Yan had expected it a long time ago. He had heard Wen Heng say that this kid liked to read People's Voice, and Xie Yan knew that it was impossible for him not to be attracted to the new-style school described in Yulongji.

The heroine in Yulong Ji went to the new school, and the five dragon sons followed her into the school to study. The background of the whole story is the school, and the experience of the five dragon sons was used to make jokes. It describes various situations of the school in detail, making readers yearn for the new school.

Now Hankou and its surrounding areas are proud of allowing children to study in new-style schools. The people’s admiration for the new-style school is no longer just because it is a school led by Fang Xunxuan, but because they really yearn for the atmosphere inside and look forward to being able to start from Learn what you want in middle school.

Xie Yan promised Mr. Wen Lao to write a soft article for the new school, and it was initially completed.But when Mr. Wen expressed his gratitude on behalf of the students who worked in the Education Bureau, Xie Yan pushed out the main credit.

He told Mr. Wen that the promotion of the novel is only temporary. The future of the new school depends on the hard work of its teachers and the hard work of the students who will succeed in their studies. This is the new school. fundamental.

The old and the young drank tea in the hall and had a heart-to-heart conversation, which proved to be confidantes.

……

"I've heard about you. If you really want to study in a new-style school, it's not impossible."

Xiao Chuan's eyes lit up, and he became entangled again, "But..."

Seeing his worry, Xie Yan shook her head, "I didn't directly arrange you in."

"Since the establishment of the new school, it has received wide acclaim and is gradually on the right track. In the past six months, the Huguang government has more money and plans to expand the school to give those who missed the entrance exam a chance. The places in primary and secondary schools are limited. Finally, Admission will be based on the test results.”

Xie Yan asked the maid to fetch the registration form that had been prepared earlier, "The school has not started yet, and there is still time to expand enrollment, but the time is relatively tight. The Education Bureau will announce the news this afternoon. The exam is scheduled for next week. You have some foundation, but You can't be careless either."

Xiao Chuan carefully held the registration form in his hand, as if he was looking at some rare treasure. If his brother was not by his side, he might not be able to resist kissing him directly.

"Thank you, Mr. Xie, I will definitely work hard to get into the school!"

Xie Yan is very optimistic about this child who is full of hard work and strives to change his destiny. These children will build a future together.

"I'll give you an address later, it's near the place where you rented, you go there to find a sister named Miao Erya, she is a student of the new school, she can help you with homework, you will have a common language of."

After seeing the small tank with her own eyes, Xie Yan felt relieved and introduced Miao Erya to the other party.

"That...Mr. Xiao Xie..." Carefully put away the registration form, Xiao Chuan still had something to say.

"what happened?"

"Before, an officer surnamed Luo said that he could send me to Hankou to meet the organizer of People's Voice..."

"Why do you want to see him?"

Xie Yan's smile gave Xiao Chu more courage, "Because I like reading People's Voice very much, it is different from all the newspapers my brother brought me before, I want to know how such a newspaper is produced! "

"In that case, wouldn't it be better to see the publishing house of the People's Voice than to meet the host?"

Xiao Chuan was stunned for a moment, then ecstatically, "Is it possible!"

Xie Yan asked the housekeeper to arrange a car, "Of course, if you are interested in this, you can consider working in a publishing house after graduation."

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Just like that, the two brothers, Piaozi and Xiaoguan, who were dizzy from being hit by one good thing after another, followed Xie Yan and left Wen's house in a car. Chatting here and there and Piaozi asked a lot about Wen Heng's time in Sichuan.

When Piaozi mentioned that Wen Heng was doing heavy work with his injuries and could only eat black-faced pancakes and drink cold water every day, Piaozi could clearly feel that the pressure of the boy next to him had dropped a lot. This change made him no longer look like the one in the painting. Immortals instantly became mortals in the world.

Piaozi looked at his nose, nose, mouth and heart, and after thinking about it several times, he couldn't figure out which sentence he said was wrong. In the end, it could only be attributed to the fact that Xie Yan and the Wen family had a good relationship, and it was hard to hear that the second young master had suffered.

Wen's car drove smoothly into the racecourse and came to the foreign-style building of the publishing house. When Xie Yan got off the car, he felt that there were vague eyes watching him from all around him. He didn't care. Go straight to the third floor.

There are not many things in the publishing house, and it was moved a few days ago. Guan Cheng happened to be there, and when he heard Xie Yan came, he came out to greet him personally.

"Didn't you just come here yesterday? What kind of wind brought you here again?"

"I'll take you to meet a future student." Xie Yan signaled Xiao Chuan to come forward, and gave a general introduction to the situation, but he didn't specifically say why the family came to Hankou, only that he was a little old with him.

Knowing that the person in front of him was the primary school principal of the new school, Xiao Chuang subconsciously straightened his back and looked at Guan Cheng with bright eyes.

Although he was prejudiced because he was energetic and liked him, it was not enough to make him think otherwise.

"Testing exams is a good thing, but let me start from the beginning. The new school has a lot to do with it. If the grades are not enough, even if you intercede in person, I will not be accommodating."

"Don't I know what kind of person you are? Of course it's good if you can pass the exam. If you don't pass the exam, let him prepare for another year. How can you have that kind of meaning?"

Xie Yan knew that Guan Cheng had misunderstood, and explained with a smile, "This kid likes People's Voice, I'll take him to the publishing house to have a look."

"I see." Guan Cheng was relieved, a little embarrassed, took a few books from his desk and gave them to Xiao Chuan as compensation, and Xiao Chuan had the books, and immediately forgot everything just now. I can't wait to find a corner to nest in and read on the spot.

Xie Yan walked around the third floor of the mansion. The publishing house on the third floor is the best. The desks of more than a dozen editors have been properly arranged, and the large table by the wall is full of manuscripts waiting to be sorted. , On the wall are newspapers and periodicals published in the past.

The podiums, tables and chairs on the first and second floors have also arrived, but there are many bookshelves that are still empty, and they need to wait for a few batches of goods on the road to arrive before they can be filled.

After Xie Yan chatted with Guan Cheng for a few words, he left Xiaoguan and Piaozi in the mansion. Xiaoguan can read for a while in a good environment, and ask Guan Cheng some questions, and Piaozi also has the opportunity to go out more visit.

As for Xie Yan, just like what Guan Cheng said just now, he is a very busy person and he has not yet reached the point where he can be free.

"Mr. Xie, where are you going?"

Xie Yan thought for a while, "Go to Mr. Wen's house again. By the way, did you send the second young master out today?"

"It's me." The coachman smiled, "Second Young Master asked me to bring you a message before getting out of the car, saying that he will go home for dinner at night, and I didn't say there was someone else in the car just now."

Xie Yan's heart warmed up, and in the schedule planning in her mind, she took out all the time after dinner.

"It seems that I can't have dinner with Mr. Wen today."

"It's not because you and the second young master have a good relationship—" the coachman suddenly realized that he had slipped his words, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The coachman's words reminded Xie Yan, the little Mr. Xie who had a ghost in his heart opened his mouth, and was rarely speechless.

This coachman was not an ordinary handyman, but a confidant of the Wen family. When the Wen family was doing some secret affairs, he was responsible for driving.

Xie Yan knew that the degree of intimacy between herself and Wen Heng these days would definitely arouse the suspicion of those around her.Did the coachman's words mean something?If so, did Mrs. Wen and Ship King Wen notice anything unusual?Where should the relationship between him and Wen Heng go next?

Xie Yan, who didn't know that she had been dating in a transparent cloak for a long time, was lost in thought.