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Chapter 165
Wanwan spoke very quietly, so only Xia Zhihuai could hear clearly.

He patted Wanwan's head: "We'll talk about it when we go back."

With long eyelashes hanging down, Wanwan reached out to touch her small paper bag, which contained her beloved candied haws.

Qu Xiunan touched the vegetable seedlings in the basket, and said to Xia Zhihuai, "I'm sure I'll be very busy this afternoon. Have you thought about how to mention it to the director about helping Yunzhan find relatives?"

"During lunch, let's have a chat with Grandma Zhang, just to bring this matter up."

"With the effect of the program, coupled with the career and ending of Yunzhan itself, it can cause a lot of resonance..."

Qu Xiunan nodded and smiled, "Okay."

"Who cooks for lunch?" Qu Xiunan asked again.

Xia Zhihuai and him looked at each other, and after two seconds of silence, they said in a very tacit understanding: "Let's guess the punch."

Then guess the fist.

Apart from that, there is no other way.

After all, everyone is equal.

The two big men gestured childishly five times, and in the end Qu Xiunan won three times, successfully evading the task of cooking at noon.

Xia Zhihuai hugged Wanwan, heartbroken.

"Wanwan, my brother's heart hurts so much."

Wanwan stroked his hair and said, "Brother, you're out of luck, why can't you think about it so much?"

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

He originally thought that boxing guessing depends on skill, not luck.

"Can this world get better again!" Xia Zhihuai tapped his head, and said to Qu Xiunan, "In the future, I will never participate in things like guessing and drawing cards."

Qu Xiunan leaned against the inside of the car, with one leg bent, overjoyed: "I sympathize with you for three seconds."

No more.

……

After unloading all the things from the car, Xia Zhihuai went to find Hu Beijun again.

Sitting under the shed, Hu Beijun looked at Xia Zhihuai who kept approaching, and his heart immediately hung up.

How did he come here?

What does he want to do?
Xia Zhihuai took off the wheat on his body and handed it to the staff on the side. With a kind smile on his face, he looked at Hu Beijun.

Hu Beijun squeezed the intercom, covered his chest with his hands, and said vigilantly: "What are you doing? Are you laughing like this?"

The corners of Xia Zhihuai's mouth twitched: "I'm obviously smiling very friendly, what kind of eyes do you have?"

"Be obedient and record the show. I don't want to talk to you today. I almost have a heart attack when I see you."

He still remembered that morning!
"I really have something to discuss with you."

Seeing his serious face, Hu Beijun asked, "What do you want?"

"I want to ask you a favor."

"No help."

Xia Zhihuai pulled up a chair and sat beside him, with his left hand resting on the back of the chair: "The house we're staying in has only a widowed old man, you know that?"

Hu Beijun nodded. He had inquired about this before, and there was only an old woman in that household.

"Grandma Zhang actually has a son and a daughter, but her son died half a year ago."

Hu Beijun was stunned for two seconds: "Sacrifice?"

"Yes, her son is a firefighter, and he died saving lives."

Xia Zhihuai frowned slightly and said: "The old man also has a daughter, but she was lost when she was a child. Grandma Zhang and her wife have been running around looking for this child for decades. Until now, they can't walk and can only wait. At home." "So, what are you trying to say?"

Although Hu Beijun sympathized with the old man, it was impossible for him to be someone else's son casually.

Xia Zhihuai: "Use the influence of our show to help Grandma Zhang find a relative."

Hu Beijun shook his head: "Your idea is good, but it's not feasible."

"Her daughter has been lost for at least ten years. There are so many people here, and it's not certain whether she is still alive."

"Secondly, our show is a farming variety show. What the audience wants to watch is not to make people cry, but to be relaxed and cheerful. You know, we have to consider the original intention of making the show and stabilize the reputation of this show..."

"Also, even if the child is really still alive and hasn't come back for so many years, she probably doesn't have too many deep memories. Even if we use the program to search for it, even if she can see it, she may not remember it, and she will come to recognize it. relative."

"The most likely result is that we have prepared everything, but in the end it is nothing but a bamboo basket."

Xia Zhihuai knew it would be difficult to convince the director, but he really wanted to help Yunzhan.

Every man has a dream of being a hero.

He can't be a hero, so he's the next best thing, and it's not bad to help a hero fulfill his last wish.

Anyway, when he was a star, he spent most of his time bouncing around, occasionally filming and recording shows. Since his debut was not long, he has not yet invested in charity projects, which makes him a little ashamed.

Xia Zhihuai stared at Hu Beijun seriously: "So, doesn't your conscience ache?"

Hu Beijun staggered back, with a look of disgust on his face: "I can recommend other documentary program directors, they are professional in this field."

Xia Zhihuai thought for a while and said, "Grandma Zhang's daughter is still alive."

"how do you know?"

"My sister did the math."

Hu Beijun: "..."

"Then even if I'm still alive, I'm not a god."

"So I'm asking for your opinion. I want to help find relatives on the show. Sometimes people can't have so many worries. What can they do if they look forward and backward? Think about it, the hero who sacrificed to save others, the poor widowed old man, the young Young lost daughter, the sum of these three items will definitely cause heated discussions. Does the program group need traffic? This can completely attract traffic, and it has attracted so much traffic. If you don’t do something good, won’t you be afraid that A Piao will knock on your bedroom door at night? ?”

Hu Beijun glared at him.

Naked/naked threats!
mean!cunning!Eloquent!

But he seems to be right...

"Okay, okay, stay away from me!" Hu Beijun pushed his approaching face away, and said angrily, "But I have one condition!"

"Tell me." Xia Zhihuai smiled triumphantly.

Hu Beijun said solemnly: "From now on, you can't scare me anymore, or I will..."

"Otherwise you?" Xia Zhihuai looked at him leisurely.

Hu Beijun snorted angrily: "Otherwise, I'll post a small essay on the Internet and accuse you of your inhuman actions."

Xia Zhihuai let out a "puchi" laugh: "Okay, I won't scare you anymore."

Originally, he didn't intend to scare Director Hu anymore.

After all, last night I just wanted to show him that there are really ghosts in this world.

It now appears that yesterday's arrangement was fruitful.

"Then do whatever you want. I will arrange for the team to open an account online, and then publish the detailed information of the old man's lost daughter. I will also leave an email address and provide it to the audience who want to recognize the relative. The identity information will be screened first. . However, this kind of identification requires DNA comparison. If there are many people identifying relatives, it will be a big expense."

"How old was that girl when she got lost?" Hu Beijun asked suddenly.

"About five years old."

(End of this chapter)