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The rain in early spring is like a woman's mind... capricious.

The rainbow is gone, the sun is gone, and the sky is gloomy again.

But it seemed that he had become accustomed to it. Zhang Xiaojian, who was rejected again, still chased Ye Mozhu and took her little hand for a full afternoon stroll in the imperial capital.

The summit ended as scheduled, and Chen Ning had no opinion on Zhang Xiaojian's whim and just left. It was just that when he left, she had to do the work he explained.

So when she had dinner in the evening, sitting at the wooden table, she pushed a piece of paper full of words to Zhang Xiaojian: "I have carefully selected about 30 films. There are no major commercial films. Take a look. "

Zhang Xiaojian looked down and saw a lot of the names of street-smashing movies. He couldn't help but gave Chen Ning a thumbs up, saying: "It's all cast, it's not easy for reality and literary genre. The box office can hit the street. But word-of-mouth can't hit the street. The director who hits the street with word-of-mouth fools the audience and invests, and the next movie will be killed."

As he said, he picked up a piece of hairy belly, dipped it in sesame sauce and put it in his mouth, chewing contentedly.

Ye Mozhu was also picking up rice with a smile, and asked, "Sister Ning, what is the name of this pipe? It's really delicious."

Chen Ning said: "Old Fu Ji."

While the two were talking and laughing, Zhang Xiaojian casually looked at the white paper again, saw one of the names, and asked: "I am not a medicine god"...what a shame, how does it resemble the recent popular online novels. "

When Chen Ning heard this, she said, "I watch this one very well."

Zhang Xiaojian rolled his eyes and said, "Just this name must have plunged into the stinking ditch. What story is it telling?"

So Chen Ning thought for a moment, and told Zhang Xiaojian the story of "I'm Not the God of Medicine".

After listening, Zhang Xiaojian said in surprise: "The story is heavy and the ending is harmonious...so what do you think?"

Chen Ning smiled: "I am optimistic, but you are not optimistic about this."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..."

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After dinner, Chen Ning embarked on the journey of work again, did not stay at home for one night, and had no time to have a drink with Zhang Xiaojian.

The next day, Gazing held an investment meeting.

During this period, Zhang Xiaojian faced more than 30 directors and almost never got caught up in the sky. In the end, he left the key of the villa to Lao Guo. He and Mo Zhu parted ways at the airport, one Fei Ning Yuan and Fei Jiang City.

Ye Mozhu has no travellers, but Liu Mei will definitely pick her up at Ningyuan Airport.

Zhang Xiaojian had travellers, because he had an appointment with Lao Wang the day before yesterday, but an unexpected guest came.

Looking at Zhang Keying with sunglasses and a baseball cap in front of him, Zhang Xiaojian wanted to ask her, is this a star so idle? Pharaoh would go home to visit his relatives and accompany him?Could he still run?

In fact... in the same language.

The reason why Zhang Keying pushed many schedules to return to Jiangcheng with Lao Wang was that Lao Wang ran away.

The old Wang next door doesn't know what is good, but it seems that no one can replace it...

At least for Zhang Keying, career ups and downs, there was a failed marriage, after a long time in the circle, I saw a lot of marrying into a wealthy, a glamorous, but miserable female celebrity, she didn’t plan to jump into the fire, she just wanted Find someone who can give her a sense of security and she still likes.

Lao Wang is a person who can give people a sense of security. He does things well and never makes false promises.

Although the relationship between the two has been semi-determined, it is still not completely determined, because Lao Wang feels that he still wants to wait, because he wants to take his daughter to the imperial capital, and he doesn't know whether his daughter can accept Zhang Keying.

This question is said to be big or small, for which he also consulted Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian's answer was: "Tell the truth."

Not to mention the slight embarrassment on the way for the three of them. After the plane landed, Zhang Xiaojian immediately bid farewell to the couple who had to worry about housework and went straight to the hotel.

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Fairview, a restaurant with memories.

It was here that Zhang Xiaojian ate the feast that he thought was expensive for the first time in his life. He was also overwhelmed with laughter watching Ye Mozhu's WeChat message to him.

Today they will bid farewell to Hong Xinshu who is about to join the army.

It's just a little deserted that no one can come back except that he rushed back from the Imperial Capital.

Gao Qingsong has just returned from vacation, his newlywed Yan'er wife is still pregnant, and there are so many things in the company that he can't go away busy.

Zheng Jiakai actually started working after arriving in Ningyuan, stepping into the political arena with one foot, as if he was a male secretary for a senior official in Ningyuan...

Zheng Jiaxuan cannot return when he is out of town.

Wang Wan'er couldn't make adjustments because of work, and Ye Mozhu could be regarded as Zhang Xiaojian's representative. Even Zhuo Fei couldn't spare time because he was about to enter the professional competition.

Fortunately, all the local friends in Jiangcheng came, Bai Yang, Xu Lele, Shi Jin, and Zhong Lingshuai, who was still unwilling to go home after three months of mixing at the music scene, and Hong Xinshu’s girlfriend Yang Yang.

What Zhang Xiaojian didn't expect most was...and Hong Xinshu's parents.

Because he came late, when he opened the door, his parents who were catching up with Hong Xinshu were toasting, and everyone was holding wine glasses.

And it seems to have drunk a lot.

Shi Jin hurriedly said, "Little Jian, come here, the wine glasses are filled for you, just waiting for you."

Zhang Xiaojian quickly took off his jacket, had a flying eye with Bai Yang, came to the table and picked up the wine glass.

The boss of the Jiangcheng Dashang Group, Hong Zhenwu did not say hello to Zhang Xiaojian for the first time, but went on to say what he didn't finish just now.

"Xin Shu hasn't learnt well since he was a child, maybe he just followed his roots, haha, anyway, I would like to thank you all for your care this year. I have done this cup, you are free."

How can it be free?Seeing the red light on his face, the plump General Hong Zhen drank all the wine in his cup, and everyone naturally dried the cup.

When everyone was seated, Hong Xinshu looked at Zhang Xiaojian and rolled his eyes, as if disgusting that his parents had to appear here.

Before Zhang Xiaojian could react, Hong Zhenwu sighed after seeing this look.

His father can be described as failure.

Hong Xinshu wants to be a soldier. In fact, he is supported by 10,000 people, but these don't come from him. Perhaps his greatest care for his son is to give money on time every month.

The most uncomfortable thing is that it has not been two months since Hong Xinshu went to the music scene.

So that occasionally when the father and son have a rare space to be alone, they don't know what to say, talk about and do, but he knows who Zhang Xiaojian is.

So he filled the glass again and asked, "Zhang Xiaojian, right?"

Looking at Hong Zhenwu's complicated expression, and listening to the tone that seemed not so friendly, Zhang Xiaojian said, "Oh" and said, "Uncle Hong."

Hong Zhenwu stood up at this time, and the man in his 50s actually bowed slightly, "Thank you."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..."

He stood up quickly and replied, "Can't afford it."

Mother Hong, who was sitting next to Hong Zhenwu, said with a smile, "I can afford it."

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