I'll kill you if I mix in the entertainment industry

Both sides are masters, and both have to offer.

Quan Zhiyong thought about it, and no one should pay for it.

As long as he can't get out, give this 8% to Li Chunkui and the others.Of course, the premise is that the investment of Li Chunkui and Xu Zhuxuan is paid, and the voting rights are given to him.

If this is the case, Quan Zhiyong doesn't mind being a good friend.

Quan Zhiyong thinks the probability of these two people investing is very high.Even said that he can now find CTO and management talents.Negotiations with Cui Taixiang can also be put on the agenda.

He sighed slightly, Quan Zhiyong himself did not expect that his own problem would be solved in this way.

With a bit of joy, Quan Zhiyong ordered a bottle of sake and drank slowly over the slightly cold fried rice cake.

Maybe this thing won't make it to the table, but at this moment, Quan Zhiyong thinks this is the best fried rice cake he has ever eaten in his life.

Young Ling Yunzhi, full of spirits.The rotating shaft is connected to the spot, and the car is close to the scene.(Blind BB, don't think about confrontation...)

Quan Zhiyong opened the window of the private room with great interest, and the autumn breeze entered the house, the coolness gradually thickened, and the golden leaves floated from the branches. Quan Zhiyong sips the sake.

It is mid-October 2014 and Quan Zhiyong knows that whether he succeeds or not, his first entrepreneurial venture in his life is coming.

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Everything is ready, only owes east wind.

Quan Zhiyong drove the car Li Chunkui gave to Quan Yuli, following the footsteps of his father's generation, wandering between cities.

This car, Quan Yuli, has not been used much recently, and Quan Zhiyong has also fallen into an empty window period. Quan Zhiyong decided to drive to complete the previously interrupted family search trip.

I have to say that Li Chunkui's choice of this car is quite in line with Quan Zhiyong's wishes. If he buys a pink beetle, Quan Zhiyong really does not want to drive.

After flipping over the songs prepared by Quan Yuli's car, Quan Zhiyong had to change one by one.

Basically all the songs of Yu Li's combination, occasionally interspersed with a few other combinations, were directly skipped by Quan Zhiyong.

"Onetwothree..."

Hey, this song turned out to be Li Chunkui, this salted fish actually has a single besides ost?Quan Zhiyong listened, as if he was quite energetic, so he didn't change.

Quan Zhiyong went to Gwangju, where there is a Quanjia Village. Quan Zhiyong lived there for a while with his family, and then moved to Seoul.

It is better to try your luck instead of looking around with the memory of your parents.

Quan Zhiyong remembered that there was a grandma in that small village who was from the same clan as him.

It's just that at this point in time, grandma is probably no longer there. Quan Zhiyong hopes grandma's children and grandchildren, maybe he can know something.

In fact, there are only a few developed places in this country. Don't be fooled by TV dramas.

Quan Zhiyong got out of the car in front of the village, and the concrete floor under his feet made him a little strange.

It's still a little behind, but it's much better than the small broken village in my memory. After all, many years have passed.

The layout of the entire village has changed, and Quan Zhiyong had to go from house to house to inquire about it, and it was only after he was able to find his grandmother’s house.

The old man at the door did not recognize Quan Zhiyong, but told Quan Zhiyong that the old lady had already left. With a glimmer of hope, Quan Zhiyong still rang the renovated house.

The front door of the house is very clean, the anti-theft iron door that keeps pace with the times, and the new blue tiles on the eaves make Quan Zhiyong feel pretty good.

Quan Zhiyong stood in front of the door and looked at it. The sound of the door lock turning came from the side of the door. Quan Zhiyong cleared his throat.

A simple and honest man from Gwangju stood in front of the door, watching Quan Zhiyong hesitantly and shouting: "You are, Zhiyong?"

"It has been missing for many years, Brother Zhixun."

"It's really you." Quan Zhixun was a little surprised and stepped aside. "Come in, come in, I haven't seen you in twenty years, right?"

Quan Zhiyong hugged his distant brother and walked in with Quan Zhixun.

"Brother Jixun is at home?"

"I'm pretty good here." Quan Zhixun smiled honestly, showing the simplicity of his back to Huang Tian: "But it's not as good as you, you are really promising."

Quan Zhixun brought tea while talking, "Why are you alone?"

"Yu Li and the others are busy."

"That little girl Yu Li, at that time, you could tell that she was a pretty girl." Quan Zhixun said with admiration: "Girls' Generation, right? There is also a person named Yu Li, I'm about the same age, I don't know... …"

"is her."

Quan Zhiyong responded and looked at Quan Zhixun with emotion on his face, joking: "In those days, communication was inconvenient. We didn't contact here. Later on Yu Li was so famous you didn't know to find her."

"Yeah, it's really a big star." Quan Zhixun patted his legs, feeling a little helpless: "How dare I admit it, if I admit it wrong and then be misunderstood, these young people are very scary to follow stars. ."

"Brother Jihun, didn't you also like Lee Hyo-ri back then? I remember that Lee Hyo-ri was so fascinated by you before he flew solo."

"It doesn't matter if you don't mention the past." Quan Zhixun shook his head, thought about it, and came forward again: "Yu Li and Li Xiaoli know each other? Well, can you ask for a signed photo?"

Quan Zhiyong was happy. He looked at the embarrassed Quan Zhixun and said, "Don't mention the old things? Young people are horrible chasing stars. Brother Zhixun, are you a buddha?"

"You just say whether to give it or not."

"Yes, you must give it." Quan Zhixun smiled and continued: "There will be autograph photos, and there will be To sign."

Quan Zhixun hurriedly thanked Quan Zhiyong, and the two of them had a chat, and Quan Zhiyong also expressed his intention.

"Clan." Quan Zhixun frowned, "Actually, someone contacted me the second year after you moved away, Zhiyong, and now people from our line have also contacted me seven or eight."

"There is even a family festival every year, and everyone will gather together."

"This is a good thing." Quan Zhiyong's eyes lit up, so he didn't have to look for it slowly.

"Actually, it was okay before. The gatherings were also lively." Quan Zhixun shook his head and said, "But in recent years, Zongji has become a place to show off for visitors in the city. I feel that there is really nothing to talk about. It has been two years. Did not go."

There is no way to do this. Where there are people, there are classes. It just depends on whether each individual's education will show up.

"If you want to contact them, I will give you a good talk."

Quan Zhiyong nodded and took out his phone to record.

"Kwon Ji-seop, an old brother. From a generational point of view, he is with us, but he is more than seventy and his granddaughter is twenty. Please remember to call them. Their family lives in Seoul. You can keep in touch."

In this way, Quan Zhiyong took down the number and felt that he had fulfilled a wish of his predecessor.

Quan Zhiyong said that he was still indifferent to someone who had never appeared in his memory.

After staying at Quan Zhixun's house all night, Quan Zhiyong drove back to Seoul early in the morning and wanted to contact Quan Zhixie to finish the matter.

Quan Zhixie was very enthusiastic on the phone, and he happily gave out his home address and said that he would entertain Quan Zhiyong at noon.

Quan Zhiyong bought a few rolls of toilet paper and two catties of fruit, and came to Quan Zhixie's door.

This time before he knocked on the door, the door opened, and a girl with headphones came out and saw Quan Zhiyong for a moment.

"Are you Grandpa Quan?"

"grandfather?"

Quan Zhiyong was dumbfounded, he became a father somehow, and he still wants to be a grandfather?

Okay, Quan Ji-seop is too old, and Quan Ji-hoon also said that he has a granddaughter before.

But this girl doesn't look much younger than Yu Li, calling herself grandpa?

Quan Zhiyong cried.

Seeing Quan Zhiyong's appearance, the girl chuckled, and took the initiative to take what Quan Zhiyong had mentioned: "My name is Quan Eunfei, and my grandpa is Quan Zhixie. Now I am going out to buy the mustard that you need for lunch. I will take you first. go in."