Rebirth 96: Begin the life of a monster from kindergarten

Chapter 91 The idea of ​​Taobao Village

Until the summer vacation, Zhao Jinmai paid little attention to Zhang and his party.

After the summer vacation, Zhou Xingguo, who was exhausted, finally returned to Yueshan to rest. As soon as he came back, he excitedly called Zhang and his party:

"Our team discovered a talented person today, his name is Wang Yunfei, he's really awesome!"

Zhang Yixing was writing a manuscript in front of the computer at that time. He took the extension phone in the room and was stunned. If you say he is awesome, you are awesome. Who knows who Wang Yunfei is!

Zhang Yixing was not in the animation industry in his previous life. Although he likes watching animation, who cares who the director is when watching animation outside the industry? !

At most, he knows the most famous ones, such as Miyazaki Shun and Spielberg.

The rest, at most, is to know which animations adapted from some Chinese online novels are good and which are terrible.

"This brother failed to start his own business, and the boss of his current job has not paid his salary. He happens to have a friend in our animation department..."

"Okay," Zhang Yixing interrupted Zhou Xingguo, "Brother Zhou, you don't need to tell me this. If you think he is a talent, then just bring him in!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yixing continued writing.

If you are really talented, you will naturally come to the fore.

Zhang Yixing does not believe that he must do everything himself.

In my previous life, I was exhausted from working part-time.

Being a boss in this life is going to be exhausting, so being the boss is no longer interesting.

In that case, I might as well do nothing and just write articles every day.

By snatching those excellent foreign works into his own bowl, and then putting those works on the screen to restore them to their original appearance, Zhang Yixing believed that he could be regarded as a national hero who resisted Japanese aggression, ugliness and sticks!

Not two minutes after I hung up the phone, the phone rang again.

Zhang and his party picked up the phone and heard crying from the other side, "My deskmate, the school is gone!"

Zhang Yi Xing sighed helplessly.

The merger of schools is irreversible. Zhaojiacun Primary School is small and there are only three surrounding villages, so there are too few students.

Unlike Hanjiaji, this village is considered the center of eight villages in ten miles, otherwise the market would not be there.

"Don't worry, the school will always be there, it just won't have students anymore!"

Zhang and his party have already made some considerations about the future of Zhaojiacun Primary School.

A chicken farm is out of the question!

He plans to lease this area and build a smaller garment factory to produce some cultural shirts.

Her mother, Li Hongyu, knew how to sew. When Zhang and her siblings were still young, Li Hongyu often helped her neighbors in the village tailor and repair clothes. Most of her good reputation in the village came from this, so as long as she asked to borrow money , few people in the village refuse.

Later, after Zhang and his party went to junior high school and lived in school, Hanjiaji opened a garment factory. Li Hongyu and several other women in the village went to the garment factory to do odd jobs and received piece-rate wages.

Unfortunately, the garment factory closed down after less than two years, and the boss ran away.

Nowadays, the cultural peripheral derivatives of Dreamweaver Culture have become diverse, including bookmarks, children's books, puppet toys, and animation CDs.

T-shirts printed with cartoon patterns have also been cooperated with factories.

If we set up a small factory here, it would still be feasible to make some cultural shirts, since the market is already there anyway.

Moreover, Dreamweaver Culture has just received policy support, and setting up a small factory can be considered a response, and it can also allow the villagers to make a little money!

Kill two birds with one stone!

If we think further, when e-commerce takes off in the future, it would not be bad to take advantage of the e-commerce platform to transform Zhangjiatang into a Taobao Village.

It's better than digging for food in the ground.

In later generations, many rural villages in China opened Taobao stores in every household, and one village could support the GDP of a county!

Zhang and his party had a college classmate at that time who was doing this at home. They went home directly after graduation, making them envious of their classmates who still needed to find jobs.

Then I have to find something for my mother to do. People who are always idle at home will have their brains deteriorate.

"My deskmate, Zhou Yuanyuan wrote you a love letter, right? Have you read the love letter?"

After finally comforting Zhao Jinmai, she changed the subject.

Zhang Yixing was suddenly choked up, "I didn't look!"

A crisp laughter sounded from the other end.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yixing opened the drawer and took out the opened letter. I have never received more than three love letters in my entire life!

Zhang Yixing was still a little curious.

This is the beauty of the innocent age, young and ignorant.

It's just that Zhang Yixing was very unhappy because of his mental age.

Looking at Zhao Jinmai and Zhou Yuanyuan, Zhang and his party always feel like they are looking at children.

He still feels that as a man in his thirties, he should like girls in their twenties.

But his current physical age is indeed only eleven years old.

The body and soul are so torn!

If they were over 18 years old, Zhang and his party would have already gone into a vigorous love affair!

After a lot of effort, Zhang and his party restored the letter to its original appearance and threw it into the drawer.

Zhang and his party picked up the phone again, dialed the company, and arranged for Sun Yawen to prepare a small garment factory.

When it comes to sewing equipment and production lines, Zhang and his party don't have to do it themselves.

In the evening, Zhao Junyi called, "Yixing, has Jinmai gone to your place?"

"No!"

"Huh? Where did he go? Okay, hang up now. I'll go out and look for you!"

Zhang Yixing also hung up the phone, thought for a moment, and then went outside to ride a bicycle to Zhaojiacun Primary School.

When I arrived at the school gate, I found that the door was ajar.

After pushing the door open and walking in, Zhang and his party looked along various classrooms, but found nothing.

When I walked to the playground, I saw a small shadow sitting under a ginkgo tree near the wall under the bright moonlight.

Zhang Yixing shouted: "Jinmai, is it you!"

The figure moved, "Ah! My deskmate, why are you here!" There was a cry in the voice.

Zhang Yixing breathed a sigh of relief and complained as he walked over: "Why are you running around so late at night? Your dad is looking for you everywhere!"

When Zhao Jinmai heard what Zhang Yixing said, he immediately acted like a child who had done something wrong and became silent.

Walking near the ginkgo tree, Zhang and his party were stunned. This location seemed to be where the ginkgo tree he planted was now thicker, with lush branches and leaves, and it was already as tall as a canopy.

Look at Zhao Jinmai again. Under the moonlight, there are tears shining on her eyelashes, obviously she has cried.

Zhang Yixing sighed, "What are you doing here?"

"The school is going to disappear, and I want to move this tree to my home!"

Zhang Yixing was stunned. He looked down and saw a hoe lying at Zhao Jinmai's feet.

"Didn't I tell you everything? The school won't be gone!"

"I don't believe it. If my dad said the school was going to disappear, you would lie to others. You must have read that love letter!"

Zhang Yixing's face was full of black lines, and he said firmly: "Really, I'm not going to lie to you, I will rent this place in a while!"

"Huh? Really?"

"real!"

Seeing Zhao Jinmai calm down, Zhang and his party felt that it would be better to explain some things clearly to her.

"Kimmai, we are too young now!"

"I know you can't fall in love prematurely. My sister fell in love prematurely and was beaten by my dad yesterday!"

Zhang Yixing: "..."

Zhao Jinmai was about to say something more, when suddenly a flashlight aperture enveloped the area.

Zhao Junyi's anxious voice rang out, "Maimai, why are you here? Huh? A group of people?"

(End of this chapter)