Vol 3 Chapter 28: Fancy headlines (top)

I don’t know if there is a law of good luck, but if there is, most people won’t be able to touch it. Most people, throughout their lives, often verify Murphy’s Law again and again.

For example, Shen Xue, who is too arrogant, the development of things is as she worried, the chance of hosting so shining last night fell out of thin air on the little **** she could not understand.

The same is true for Feng Yiping. According to his own planning and packaging, it is best to appear in the public as a very young expert and scholar who has attracted attention from academic achievements. Promising, the identity of the business elite appeared.

What he doesn't want is that as a person in the entertainment circle, he is known to the people all over the country for the first time. His friendship and status in the entertainment circle are best if not mentioned.

But things are really the same as Murphy's Law. The more you worry about something happening, the more likely it will happen.

Although it was mentioned in many domestic evening papers the day before, that such a new media company can invite so many big names because the heads of the company have a lot of friendship with those big names.

However, the focus of the report is the star and the upcoming concert, mainly for the person in charge of this company. Everyone has no information, and it is too wrong to say more.

However, last night's concert with new songs and good singers shocked the audience, and at the same time, it also made the general entertainment reporter more and more curious about the boss of Jiasheng.

Then, very unreasonable, the first to benefit from this incident turned out to be the Bureau of Industry and Commerce!

As soon as I went to work early in the morning, some of the people in the reference room didn’t even finish a cup of hot tea, and just took the newspaper in their hands. A man with a foreign accent came to the door, "Hello, I want to check this. Business registration information of each company,"

Zheng Yong politely handed it a note saying Jiasheng Holiday Hotel.

"Oh, the house where the concert was held yesterday?" the middle-aged woman who was receiving asked.

After a while, it was publicized on the TV newspaper network. There is also the sensational concert yesterday, at least the people in the province know Jiasheng now.

"Yes, that's it."

The middle-aged woman scribbled a receipt and handed it to him, "The fee is 300,"

Zheng Yonggang wants to yell, you are charging arbitrarily! There is no charge for our check-out file, but think about what happened yesterday. Well, forget it, I'd better spend money and save trouble, and obediently handed over three hundred yuan, and there is no need to open an invoice.

He hasn't finished reading the information on the file, and his colleagues have followed up one by one, all of which are the registration information of the Chajiasheng Holiday Hotel.

Seeing so many people lining up, the receptionist actually had a smile on their faces, good fellow, this morning. At least tens of thousands of dollars must be collected!

However, when the reporters looked at the legal person’s address in the information, they were worried again. It was a rural address, which was not found on the local map, and they knew with their hands that Feng Yiping would definitely not live now. that.

However, those people in the Jiasheng Group are very tight-lipped, do they have to go to that remote mountain village?

but. We are Yuji, OK? Besides, in such an elusive place, God knows if there is a highway, maybe you have to walk.

Forget it. Let's just deal with it in this way and just mention a few words, whoever loves to dig out.

The middle-aged woman who first received Zheng Yong looked at the rapidly increasing amount of money in the small treasury, and she was in a good mood. Seeing that he was leaving, she asked. "We still have the registration information of other Jiasheng companies. Do you want to check it?"

"Which are there?" Zheng Yong put the piece of paper worth 300 yuan into the bag and asked casually.

"Jiasheng Decoration, Jiasheng Express, Youjia Convenience, Yijia...,"

"A good convenience?" Zheng Yong remembered that this convenience store in this city seemed to be on the streets and alleys. There seemed to be one in front of the hotel where he stayed, but he didn't expect that he was also from Jiasheng.

This is a possible breakthrough!

He consciously handed over three hundred dollars, "I will check this too."

In Youjia convenience store, Zheng Yong took a bottle of mineral water and a green arrow at the checkout counter. He smiled naturally and asked the little girl, "Did you watch the concert your group held yesterday?"

"There were too many guests yesterday, we didn't go to the scene,"

"I saw it, it's pretty good," Zheng Yong praised.

"Yes, everyone said yes, this is your change, please go slowly, welcome next time!"

Zheng Yong took the bag and the change, and pretended to be curious and asked, "By the way, Mr. Feng, you are going to school again and busy with company affairs. Your academic performance is not very good!"

"Why?" The little girl didn't know Zheng Yong's intentions, and said seriously, "Don't talk about university grades, we are Feng, but last year our province's college entrance examination liberal arts champion!"

Haha, it’s all effortless, just like this sentence, Zheng Yong didn’t say anything at the moment, and immediately ran towards the Education Bureau. In the afternoon, he rushed to the City No. 1 Middle School. As soon as he understood, I’m going. It turned out that this guy got on the line with Master Zhang in 1998.

Although the movie based on his novel had a mediocre box office, as a gold medalist, he remembered clearly that with this movie, Master Zhang won a Golden Lion Award in Venice last year, as well as a domestic Golden Rooster Award. , As well as several other international awards, it can be said that he has made a good reputation in the world, and has also improved his seat as the leader of the "fifth generation director".

As for Feng Yiping's donation of the 50,000 yuan of draft fees from buying the film rights to the previous junior high school, Zheng Yong selectively ignored Feng Yiping's personal image, even if it was entertainment. Remember, there is also a temper!

This interview was the most satisfying for him in the past few days. At the end, the school gave him a copy of Feng Yiping's "Those Years", which pioneered a genre in China. He had heard about it before. He has sold over a million copies, but when he saw the pen name on the cover, he was a little absent-minded, Deep Sea? Why are you so familiar? It seems that I have seen this pen name once before.

Then, thinking about his thoughts, he absent-mindedly agreed to the school, and he would definitely mention one of the famous names in the report. Before leaving the campus, he dialed the phone of his boss, "Head, I'm here to dig If there is a big news, you are satisfied, and I will definitely save the page tomorrow."

After getting a positive answer, he immediately found a taxi, "Master, take me to the largest audiovisual store in the city,"

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While Zheng Yong was busy digging and piecing together Feng Yiping's past experiences, Boss Feng was able to finally take Huang Jingping to stop and talk to his parents.

The parents brought from the village not only wild pork, but also autumn pears from the village's forest farm. Feng Zhenchang personally cut one for him. "Try it, is it the original flavor?"

This is the best pear in Feng Yiping's memory. He took a bite, sour and sweet, "It's more delicious than the original!" He gave a thumbs up.

"Of course it tastes better than before. This is good, not the ones that broke before," Mei Qiuping said.

In the area around my hometown, in the summer, there is a habit of going to fire. Every household will go to the village forest farm and bring back a sack of pears.

It’s just that the pears of a few cents and a catty were a lot of money for his family at that time, so Feng Zhenchang specially selected those pears that broke when they fell from the bushes, because of that. Cheap.

Use a kitchen knife to cut off the broken ones, and then eat the pears that are not broken or rotten. Just like this pear, Feng Yiping and his mother used to eat the sour cores, and were only willing to spit out the seeds in the middle.

After hearing this, Huang Jingping gently pressed Feng Yiping's hand. Feng Yiping smiled and patted his hand. When I think about it, I don't feel bitter now.

"Mom, how much boar is left?"

"Mostly, the half that Dongzheng gave us is more than 90 kilograms in net weight. Grandpa's family divided a little, and Jingping's family also divided a little. This time we brought more than 40 kilograms to Cai Hong's family. Go for ten catties, and the rest will have at least twenty catties."

"Dad, cut something for me, I will ask Jin Ling to bring some back to her dad,"

"Yes, we're talking about it too, but I don't know where her home is. Tell her that you will definitely be able to hit wild boars in the mountains." Feng Zhenchang said.

Feng Yiping smiled and called Jin Ling, "Sister Jin, where is it?"

Jin Ling said angrily, "Where else can I be, office,"

"Thanks~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to tell you, I saw a close relative of you today. Would you like to come and take a look?"

Huang Jingping listened and laughed beside her, Mei Qiuping smiled and said, "You can't speak well?"

Jin Ling is very familiar with his routine, "Just say if you have anything, I'm still busy,"

"That long story short, under the wise decision of the Party Central Committee and the concerted efforts of governments at all levels, our village has made long-term progress in returning farmland to forests..."

"It's okay I'll hang up,"

"Don't, to put it simply, there is something about your family on the mountain now, a close relative of a wild boar, my cousin hit one, such a good thing, of course, I can't forget you and Uncle Jin, so I want to honor you a little,"

"Then you can send it to me,"

"Okay, I'll let Jingping send it to you,"

At this time, he would not be so stupid to appreciate the possible brutal collision of Jin Ling! (To be continued.)