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Chapter 306

At 6:30, the morning fog still persisted.

In the family compound of the Academy of Aerospace Science and Technology, researchers who get up early to work carry iron lunch boxes.

The treatment in the Aerospace Academy is good, but the family courtyard is very remote, a place where birds don't shit.

Complaining, he pedaled his bicycle, and the courtyard was deserted.

Out of the intersection, there are a little more people.

"Hey..." The researchers saw the little girl they knew, and there were a lot of people turning back along the way. The little girl lowered her head, pressed the bell, and said with a smile: "Yuanyuan, you went out so early to buy breakfast for your mother."

Gao Yuanyuan was wearing a white bunny hat covering her ears, her rabbit eyes were black, playful and cute, she was wearing red woolen gloves, she twisted a few plastic bags, raised her head, and greeted with a smile: "Grandpa Zhang, good morning. "

"Okay." Uncle Zhang took a look: "You are really a filial girl, the bean juice on the road is not easy to buy."

"It's okay." Gao Yuanyuan signaled: "I bought a little too much, Grandpa Zhang, do you want to try it?"

"No, tell Lao Gao, I have something to look for him at night."

"My dad can't drink now." Gao Yuanyuan smiled softly: "Grandpa Zhang should also pay attention to his health."

"Hey, okay."

Uncle Zhang was riding a bicycle, a little envious of Lao Gao's old luck, he has both sons and daughters, and his daughter is so filial, and she is still a big star.

The family building of the Academy of Aerospace Sciences was repaired earlier, and it was still a tube building at that time, and the kitchens were all in one place.

Long aisles.

Early in the morning, there was a lot of noise.

Gao Yuanyuan smiled all the way, and when she reached the door, her delicate nose was dripping with sweat, she pushed open the door, suddenly relaxed, and called: "Mom, I'm back."

"Come back when you come back, and close the door so that no one will say hello."

"understood."

"Mom, the weather is fine today, let's go to the park for a stroll."

"Don't go, the weather is good and there are many people, it's not good to meet acquaintances."

On the balcony, a clean and tidy old man was holding a watering can, his silver hair was combed meticulously, the flowers were blooming well, his snow-white face turned bloody, and he looked back at Gao Yuanyuan's rabbit hat: "When did you buy this rabbit hat, what do you think of it?" It's a little awkward."

Gao Yuanyuan looked at the rabbit hat hanging by the door, and felt a little awkward. She tied her ponytail with her bare hands, put breakfast separately, and replied casually: "Han Qiao bought it. He said I was always too serious, so it's cute."

"That brat who is younger than you? You always talk about him." Gao's mother put down the watering can, a little tired, sat down to take a breath, looked at her daughter's smile, and sighed: "Parents are old and can't accompany you." How long have you been, before you fell in love, you seldom told your family, this time you are a little more serious, in this case, you can call him home during the Chinese New Year, and your dad and I will also meet."

"Mom, do you want to see Han Qiao?" Gao Yuanyuan looked at her mother's expression carefully, "Do you want to see someone?"

"You two hundred and five." Gao's mother was furious, and knocked Gao Yuanyuan's head with her chopsticks: "Your mother, I don't like to go out, but I'm not so afraid of meeting people."

"Okay." Gao Yuanyuan smiled and covered her head.

This feels really good. In this world, when my mother says two hundred and five, I don't care and feel complacent.

Looking at the red woolen gloves on her hand, she acted like a baby: "Mom, can you teach me how to knit gloves?"

"I don't need your mother."

"No."

"Your dad doesn't need it either."

"Hey... Mom... I..."

"Your brother doesn't need it either."

Gao Yuanyuan didn't dare to speak anymore, if she continued, she would be kicked out of the house!
........................

"Boss Han.

"Brother Han"

"Boss Han."

Early in the morning, Han Qiao finished serving Miss Qin, who was suffering from depression. Depression was really terrible. Qin Lan dared to boss him around now. Han Qiao thought to himself, hasn't she had a baby yet?

Even after giving birth, you are not allowed to go to the house to expose the roof tiles.

Frowning, sighing.

Thinking about something in my heart, smiling kindly on my face, and nodding from time to time, the effect is not bad. Judging from the reaction of the employees, they are working very happily.

Pangu Film and Television is now changing its guns.

In the past, there was only one single office, but now it has rented two floors, which can accommodate 500 people at the same time. The 16th floor is Pangu Film and Television, and the 17th floor is the effective company of Lanqiao Computer System.

The place is bigger and there are more people.

Early in the morning.

There is an endless stream of interviews at the door of the company.

Han Qiao sat at the door and observed. Most of the interviewees were black-eyed men with plaid shirts and indifferent expressions. There were also many professional white-collar workers. , exquisite makeup, long flowing hair...

After sitting for a few minutes, the little sister at the front desk was very embarrassed: "Mr. Han, why don't you go to the office for a while?"

"What's wrong?" Han Qiao said kindly.

"It's mainly because of your big sunglasses, black mask, and sharp eyes. Several young girls who interviewed asked us whether our company is legal or not, and why there are street sneaks."

Han Qiao coughed: "Xiao Chen, don't recruit such a person into the company."

Too blind.

He was not welcome on the 16th floor, so Han Qiao turned to the 17th floor. His main purpose today was to test the "Qianqian Jingting" developed by Lanqiao Computer Company.

The 17th floor is much quieter.

The short-haired girl with black glasses at the front desk was sitting upright. When she saw Han Qiao, her legs trembled and she was a little excited: "Brother Han."

Han Qiao smiled back.

Walking into the office area, Han Qiao covered his nose, damn it, the smell is too strong.

Take a look.

There are instant noodles and red legs everywhere, and there are also white statues. On the office seats, there are marching chairs, and many people are wrapped in blankets, sleeping soundly.

There are only a few, with oily hair and twisted curls, looking at the computer with bloodshot eyes, and muttering in their mouths.

As far as Han Qiao went, he also had an office.

After a few minutes.

The office door was pushed open, and the thin young man, with his hair shaved into an inch, sunken cheeks, and thick dark circles under his eyes, smiled and said, "Hi, Mr. Han, I'm Zheng Nanlin."

"Hello Mr. Zheng, we finally meet."

Zheng Nanlin is the original author of Qianqian Jingting. He is a standard science and engineering man. He is very silent and not good at speaking, but his technology is excellent. When he was in college, he developed Qianqian Browse. In 02, the most widely used playback software is still from abroad. Winamp2 was developed. At that time, the domestic idea was Sinicization.

Zheng Nanlin found another way.

Qianqian Jingting was developed.

The most powerful thing is that he is learning this software while doing it. After more than a year of promotion, Qianqianjingting is now the most downloaded playback software in China.

Zheng Nanlin developed Qianqian Jingting just for his own convenience, but with the spread of Qianqian Jingting, he gradually became unable to do what he wanted.

The appearance of Han Qiao brought him a new direction.

most importantly.

Han Qiao offered him an offer he couldn't refuse.

simply say.

He is now financially free.

Money is free, but the heart is not free.

The software is one's own child, and now it is someone else's. Fortunately, it is now a nanny.

I still keep it by myself.

Zheng Nanlin didn't chase stars, and knew that Han Qiao was a popular star, but he didn't feel any disturbance in his heart. He yelled, feeling sleepy, shook hands, and said directly: "Mr. No night rush, basically realized, you see."

Click the mouse to turn on the computer.

A green software icon.

"Okay." Seeing that he was really sleepy, Han Qiao thought for a while: "Mr. Zheng, why don't you sleep for a while, and I'll check the software too. Let's have a meal at noon. What can I say at noon?"

"No."

"Let's watch it now." Zheng Nanlin scratched his scalp and stared, "Otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

"Row."

Han Qiao clicked on the icon.

At the beginning, Qianqian Jingting was very simple, with only a simple playback function, and did not support online search and listening to songs.

After upgrade.

The interface is similar to QQ Music. Han Qiao searched for a few of his songs and found almost all of them. He also tried Faye Wong and Na Ying...

Mouse click.

In the headset, Faye Wong's voice was clear.

"Not bad, the sound quality is not distorted."

Han Qiao took another look at the "Original Audio List", which is the core function of Qianqian Jingting.

Original sound sharp list.

simply say.

It is an incubation platform for online singers. These days, singers can only sign with companies and release albums.

Qianqian Jingting appeared.

Another possibility was given.

Singers can upload their own music, and netizens have recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. According to the recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and the number of listeners, the ranking of songs is determined.

For the tenth-ranked song, Qianqian Jingting will have a support plan, sign a contract with Times Star, and Pangu Music will package and release records.

The main thing is.

Netizens can send text messages, subscribe to songs, and become their own CRBT.

of course.

The CRBT revenue is settled by Lanqiao Music, and is fed back to the singers at a certain percentage.

future.

Realization channels.

self worth.

Everything is available.

The Internet doesn't like to grab copyrights.

My brother has a showdown, and now I am an online copyright wholesaler.

red song.

Created by me.

Han Qiao took a look. Currently, there are very few songs on the charts, only "Learn to Meow", "Flammable and Explosive", "Ideal Thirty Years"...

Singer: Yao Beina
Company: Pangu Music

"President Zheng, when will you be available?"

Han Qiao looked back, Zheng Nanlin was lying on the desk and fell asleep.

nice staff.

247.

Never complain.

Han Qiao put a blanket on him, walked out of the office lightly, and said to the administrator next to him, "The hygienic conditions are too poor, and accidents will happen if this continues."

The administrator was particularly helpless: "Mr. Han, it's not that I don't have strict requirements, but that they are too lazy. In this winter, taking a bath once a week is not bad."

"That won't work."

Han Qiao thought for a while and looked at the office: "Well, you are separated by a glass door here."

"Through the glass door?" The administrator was confused: "Okay, no problem."

"By the way, what's going on with personnel recently?"

"Personnel now has 8 people."

"Enough is enough. Continue to recruit programmers. In addition, the office next door has to be renovated."

Qianqianjing listened.

Thousands of videos will also come out.

Pangu Film and Television was originally a film and television company, and the copyright was greatly promoted. Not to mention, with his strength, Tang Ren, Zhou Yi, Rong Xingda, Xin Baoyuan...

Almost all the film and television companies on the Internet.

Internet copyright is a matter of minutes.

These days, Internet copyrights are worthless, and piracy is everywhere. The most valuable thing, apart from TV advertising investment rights, is audio, video and video rights.

Han Qiao estimated that it would not cost much.

I can collect a large number of online copyrights of TV dramas, and it is impossible to charge fees. Netizens don't take a hair out of it, and they are purely supporting video websites.

Also.

At any rate, Deyun Society also has an online publicity window.

Han Qiao looked at the programmer who was sleeping in all kinds of strange ways, and the plaid shirts were colorful.

And talent.

such a cold day.

Four plaid shirts were put on directly.

Let go of your mind.

It’s not a big problem that they don’t like tidying up. The beautiful girls in Times Starry Sky like to tidy up. They put on lipstick at work, put on makeup diligently, and dress up beautifully. They all work on the side of the glass.

By the time.

These passionate young people don't worry about working hard.

and.

Canteens, gyms, and libraries all need to be set up. If you are young and come home from get off work too early, it is a waste of life!
22 is old.

You can go back to sleep, you!

Just give me a roll at the company.

Get out of home.

Gee.

squeeze employees.

Hangzhou horses now have to call Yanjing Han Zushiye.

........................

noon.

Han Qiao took the executives of Pangu Film and Television and the management of Lanqiao Music to have a meal together and get to know each other.

Pangu Film and Television had a good life this year. Almost all of the films they invested in made money, and not a lot of it. The executives all had their backs straight.

The boss is away.

but.

No embarrassment to the boss.

Han Qiao never cared about these things. He only cared about the results. The general manager of Pangu Film and Television is Wang Changwei.

Besides, in terms of finance and personnel, Han Qiao has placed his own old people, and there must be some who are pocketed, and it doesn't hurt.

After dinner.

Two more meetings were held.

One is Pangu Film and Television, the work plan for tomorrow.

The second is Qianqianjingting. After testing, it is officially confirmed that it will be launched in mid-November.

........................

"Brother Han."

Han Qiao left the company, shivering from the cold, and was about to get into the car when Yao Beina rushed out.

"Bella, get in the car."

Yao Beina's cheeks were flushed from the cold, and when she got into the car, the heater had been turned on ahead of time, her cheeks were dripping with sweat, it was extremely hot, she took off her red scarf, put her legs together, her eyes were wide open, she looked at Han Qiao, hesitated for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

"How long have you waited?"

"Not long." Yao Beina curled her lips, "It's only a few hours."

"Why, are you annoyed that I have arranged for you to record songs these few months?"

"There is no Brother Han." Yao Beina was very upset. Before she came, she even thought that when she saw Han Qiao, she would step on his face. Damn it, Miss Zhuoben, agreed to support me and sing in the recording studio every day Song.

Yao Beina has been punctual for half a month, and then she lost interest. She has a good family and is not poor in money. All she wants is to realize her dream.

Han Qiao's salary is good.

but.

sprinkle water...

After half a month of working abroad, my mother couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "If you want to do it, do it well, if you don't do it, resign, don't waste your time."

He hesitated all night.

Yao Beina finally went to work honestly. As a result, at the end of the month, her performance was all deducted. The basic salary was 4000, and she was late and left early.

When Yao Beina went back that night, she tore up Han Qiao's poster and threw it into the trash can.

Pooh!
Han Qiao is a fart.

Sister is the queen.

"Beina, I have seen your performance in the past few months."

Yao Beina's heart suddenly turned cold, and she felt even more aggrieved. She thought that Han Qiao had forgotten her: "Brother Han, I..."

"Beina, your dream is to sing." Han Qiao was very kind.

Spring-like attitude.

Yao Beina suddenly felt that the ugly duckling had finally become a white swan. She nodded her head vigorously: "Brother Han, I really want to be serious and sing on stage."

Muster up the courage: "Like Brother Han, let everyone hear my voice."

"Take a good rest these few days." Han Qiao smiled: "It won't be too long, and you will be able to realize your dream."

………………

"mom……"

"Where did Brother Han's poster go?"

Yao Beina's heart was warm, and when she got home, she rummaged through the boxes and cabinets. She bought a lot of Han Qiao's photos and tore them up. She remembered that her mother put away the rest.

"What are you looking for? You made a mess just as soon as I finished it." Mother Yao pinched Yao Beina's ear angrily: "Are you promising? You said yesterday that you would ask Han Qiao to resign, and today you are Brother Han again, right?" Bar."

"Mom, I misunderstood Brother Han." Yao Beina said seriously, "He has been paying attention to me."

"Bah, don't be fooled again." After all, Yao's mother had eaten a few years of salt, and found Han Qiao's poster from the bottom of the cabinet: "Well, my God, it's a good thing you are only an employee of Han Qiao. If you Finding him as a boyfriend, with your IQ, I think it's a waste of water."

"For nothing."

"Mom!" Yao Beina snatched the poster: "My dream is about to come true!"

........................

Watching Yao Beina disappear at the entrance of the corridor briskly.

Han Qiao shook his head, the heater in the car was stuffy, and he rolled down the window: "Brother Wang, that's it for today, I will drive by myself in the afternoon."

"Okay." Brother Wang was very happy. He was on vacation in the afternoon with pay. He looked at Han Qiao in the rearview mirror and smiled heartily: "Brother Han, it's cold in winter and Houhai freezes early. If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, you can go skating." Play."

"It's so early." Han Qiao was a little surprised. Yanjing Shichahai ice skating in winter is an old tradition, usually in January, and it will freeze in November this year. This day is really cold enough.

Han Qiao drove hard to Fengtai, arrived at the family building of the Academy of Aerospace Sciences, thought about it, got out of the car, and suffered from the cold for a few minutes until the air leaked from his crotch, so he sent a text message to Gao Yuanyuan.

After a few minutes.

Gao Yuanyuan was wearing a white rabbit hat, light-colored jeans, a pair of slim and straight legs, and a white down jacket, with her face up to the sky. When she saw Han Qiao, she said briskly, "You're here."

"kindness."

"Wow...why are you so cold..." Gao Yuanyuan touched Han Qiao's face and complained, "Can't the car just wait? It's so cold outside."

"Because I want you to come out, the first thing I see is me." Han Qiao bit his ear, smelling delicious.

"Bah." Without thinking about it, Gao Yuanyuan pulled off her red gloves, and said with concern: "My mother knitted them for me, please wear them carefully, don't throw them around, don't damage them, don't let them go unused."

"hiss……"

Han Qiao tugged at the rabbit's ears: "This hat really works, it's much cuter now."

"You mean I wasn't cute before?" Gao Yuanyuan looked at the obviously smaller red gloves and laughed out loud.

Han Qiao coughed a few times.

Gao Yuanyuan was a little worried, put her feet on her feet, touched Han Qiao's forehead with one hand, touched herself with the other, and took her body temperature: "Have you caught a cold?"

"No." Han Qiao smirked: "I want to say that love is not coughed up."

"En?" Gao Yuanyuan tilted her head, her hair stuck to her parents, and she ran all the way, her cheeks dripping with sweat.

cough.

It's not fun to say!

After being tired for a few minutes, Han Qiao drove the car, and he understood time management. He watched Gao Yuanyuan take off her scarf, her neck was white and her cheeks were blush, a bit charming.

"Where are you going in the afternoon? I have to go home at night." Gao Yuanyuan straightened her legs, leaned on the back of the car, looked at Han Qiao and smiled.

She hasn't seen Han Qiao for a long time.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Han Qiao didn't answer. Gao's mother's health has always been poor. It may be that she was too old when she gave birth to Gao Yuanyuan, and the root cause of the disease has fallen. For more than 20 years, she has hardly left home and has been taking care of her body.

"Hey, I've been coughing a bit lately." Gao Yuanyuan frowned delicately and sighed, "I just want to be with her right now, and don't think about anything."

"It's okay." Han Qiao stretched out his hand and squeezed Gao Yuanyuan's tender hand: "I have asked my friends to find a doctor with good medical skills these days, and I will go see it then."

"Also, I see that the Aerospace Academy is too remote, and it's cold in winter. Let's buy a house when the time comes, so we can take care of it when we move there."

"If you want, the weather in Hainan is very warm, you can live there for a few days."

"I have a good relationship with Sister Zhouyi Jiang, she will take care of it."

Han Qiao arranged everything.

Gao Yuanyuan did not speak.

"Sister Yuanyuan, I didn't ask for your opinion, so you won't blame me for making the decision without permission?" Han Qiao smiled.

"No." Gao Yuanyuan listened quietly, and she had a backbone in her heart, and Han Qiao would arrange everything for her.

She wants to act well.

Han Qiao found her a professor of Chinese opera.

She said that her mother was coughing because of the Yanjing cold.

Han Qiao made arrangements to go to Hainan.

Clutching Han Qiao's five fingers behind his back, he smiled lightly with red lips, "You haven't said where you're going this afternoon."

"Go skating." Han Qiao drove the car with one hand.

What a day for skating.

………………

5:30 PM.

Han Qiao woke up in a daze, the sky outside was dark, and the treetops outside the window were bare.

He is also bald.

The tree is blown by the wind.

hiss……

cold.

Pulled off the quilt, it was hot.

"What time is it?" Gao Yuanyuan was a little sleepy, and her fingers were exhausted. God knows, she went skating while talking, and the plantains rotted under the rain, and the city was full of spring.

"It's 5:30."

"Oh." Dazed for a while, Gao Yuanyuan screamed, her snow-white arms pulled the quilt away: "It's 5:30, I have to go back, or my mother will kill me."

Han Qiao watched Gao Yuanyuan get dressed in a hurry, brushed her hair with both hands, smiled in the mirror, patted her hot cheeks, turned her head and smiled with brows: "Hurry up, just stay in bed .”

"coming."

Men only need two steps to put on clothes.

The first step is to pull up the pants.

The second step is to put on clothes.

When the car arrived at the downstairs of the Aerospace Academy, Han Qiao pulled out a big push from the trunk of the car: "Auntie doesn't want to see me, so I won't go up."

Gao Yuanyuan remembered the business: "Xiaoqiao, my mother wants to see you now, so I will come over sometime during the Chinese New Year."

Gao Yuanyuan took it for granted.

Han Qiao thought for a while: "OK."

"So cute." Gao Yuanyuan kissed her sweetly.

There was something wrong with the street lights in the Aerospace Family Hospital. When they got downstairs, Gao Yuanyuan watched Han Qiao go away reluctantly.

Stepping lightly on the stairs.

"I'm back." Gao Yuanyuan looked around, the living room was lit, Gao's father and Gao's mother were snuggling together, watching TV.

Gao Yuanyuan smirked, put down her things, and sat on the sofa, while "The Family of Gold Fans" was playing on TV.

This drama is replayed every now and then.

"Mom, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Gao's mother had Father Gao's presence, and she had a very gentle temper. She looked down and frowned: "Where are your gloves?"

Gao Yuanyuan looked down: "Yes, where are my gloves?"

"I don't have dementia yet?" Gao's mother said, and she was about to do it.

"Okay." Father Gao was bookish, didn't wear glasses, looked at his daughter, and smiled: "You are older now, and you have your own considerations for many things. Your mother and I support you."

"dad."

"Okay, let's go take a shower."

"I'll come over and watch TV with you later."

"I have your father to accompany me, so I don't need you anymore."

Gao Yuanyuan looked at the warmth of her parents, feeling tired, and went to take a bath with her legs.

in the living room.

Gao's mother was very serious, pointing to the TV: "This is the brat, 4 years younger than Ruru."

"It's just very playful, what's that called?"

"Gossip Girl."

"Yes, that's it. There are several rumored girlfriends."

"It's okay to be four years younger." Father Gao glanced at him and nodded, "It's a bit like when I was young."

"Is this the point?"

"Is there any way." Father Gao spread his hands: "My daughter is willing."

"Hey."

The two were silent.

They are old and want to manage it, but they can't manage it.

"Let's see then."

As Gao Ma said, she stood up and looked at the gift bag.

"Hey... what are you doing?" Father Gao stopped: "Ru Ru is not here, she came to see."

"This kid is young, but his etiquette is quite good."

The gifts Han Qiao gave were not expensive, they were too expensive and burdensome, but they were very careful. In addition to Chongqing's special products, there were also many skin care products for Gao's mother's condition.

on TV.

Jin Yanxi confessed to Leng Qingqiu affectionately.

Gao's mother couldn't stand it anymore: "This kid hates it just by looking at it, so change the channel quickly."

"Yes, switch channels."

Father Gao agreed.

It's kind of annoying.

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