Reborn Cultural Empire

"No, no, no, it's okay to bother you. You must be very busy as bosses. Don't delay me because of this matter. Besides, I was just short-tempered. In fact, there is no problem at all. Or you can leave it here Let's get down, and Wang Jing and I can go back by ourselves." Wang Jing's mother quickly waved her hands, and she looked very sorry.

"It's better to check it out. The college entrance examination is half a year away? If there is any hidden danger, auntie, if you don't go to check it, what will you do if something goes wrong at a critical moment? Can Wang Jing not feel at ease when he is preparing for the exam?" Yang Looking back for a while, since the other party is a straightforward person, he no longer racks his brains to say some euphemisms. He will definitely not be reassured, it is better to be straightforward.

Hearing what he said, the woman hesitated, thought about it, moved her lips slightly but finally said nothing, but insisted not to let Yang Yi send her back: "Check it, let my son rest assured, but When you get to the hospital, you can just go back, don't wait for us, it's really troublesome, and I feel sorry for it."

Seeing her like this, she is really a character who is unwilling to owe others, so Yang Yi nodded straightforwardly: "That's okay, we will leave after sending you to the hospital, so we won't make things difficult for you. But I heard just now, Auntie, you Do you work locally? Is it the sales industry?"

"What about the sales industry? He's really a wanderer. He can talk more than Wang Jing." The woman shook her head and sighed: "It's just a salesperson in a small shopping mall, otherwise it wouldn't be so hard."

Yang Yi was slightly surprised, and began to hear from Wang Jing's father that she was shopping.I also thought that if a man is in business, the woman at home is not a full-time wife.But no matter what, it should be a job like a private shopkeeper. How can a husband earn a lot of money by working outside?And let his wife work at the bottom of society?But now it seems that the discord between the two is not the first day, but a one-time outbreak after years of accumulation.

But he didn't ask too much, but after thinking about it, he turned to the woman: "Auntie, what did you do before? Do you have some... skills like accounting? Or have you always worked as a salesperson? If you did Accountant or cashier, I can provide you with a job, which should be better than salesperson. And I think you will take Wang Jing alone in the future. You don’t have a relatively easy and stable job, and you can’t take care of him for the college entrance examination. ah."

"Aunt Accountant and Cashier really doesn't know how to do it. I used to be a major in Kunqu Opera. But now no one watches this, so I just came out of the troupe to do it alone. But now that I think about it, I might as well just stay in the troupe. How can I say that?" It’s all an iron job.” When Yang Yi said this question, the woman couldn’t help feeling emotional, obviously she also had a lot of nostalgia for the past.

"Kunju?" Yang Yi was taken aback, but immediately understood the other party's situation.

Now is 1999, not the era in the previous life when Kunqu Opera was listed on the list of intangible cultural heritage.It is almost ** years before this kind of Chinese traditional art is paid attention to by the people of the country. This period of time is precisely the most difficult time for those who engage in traditional art.

After thinking about it.He couldn't help asking: "Auntie, do you know what's going on with the troupe you're in now? Is it not going well all the time and can't sustain it? Or are there still people in it who continue to persevere?"

Although do not understand.Why would a child be interested in something that adults are too lazy to care about, but out of kindness to help Yang Yi.She still thought about it for a while and then shook her head: "I don't know much about the specific situation, because I have been out of the troupe for more than ten years. That is, I have occasional contact with some former colleagues, but the frequency is very small. On the contrary, I I know a little about the situation of my teacher. After he resigned as the honorary head of the theater troupe, he now takes care of his apprentices at home. Although few people are willing to learn this thing now, because of the subsidies from the state and Kunshan City, the troupe still works. It can be maintained, and when the locals in Kunshan have weddings and funerals, some big families will also invite Kunqu opera troupes, so it’s not bad.”

"Teacher? Auntie, you didn't come from a major. I thought you graduated from the Opera Academy of Shanghai." Yang Yi blinked in surprise.

"What kind of professional background? In our era, even opera colleges were places where only Wenqu stars could be admitted. People with technical secondary school culture like me don't have to think about it. It's because I am from Kunshan, so after finishing technical secondary school , My family found Teacher Wu Boqian through my relationship, and asked me to learn art from the old man. Later, I joined the theater troupe through the teacher's relationship. Later, the theater troupe had a hard time, and the situation was getting worse day by day, so I took the initiative to come out... ..."

"Why, Xiaoyi, do you have any new ideas?" Seeing Yang Yi groaning and not speaking, Rogo, who was driving, knew that he was planning something again, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

"I have an idea, but this idea is a bit too far away. I will talk about it later when I have energy. But Auntie, I may ask you for a favor in the future. I don't know if it is possible." Yang nodded, but he also knew that he was now It is simply lack of skills, not only because of lack of energy to take care of it, but also for many other reasons.But he took the opportunity to make a good relationship with Wang Jing's mother. If there is a chance to implement this idea in the future, the other party can come in handy.

"Being so polite, just say it directly. If you can help Auntie, you will definitely not refuse." For Yang Yi, Wang Jing's mother was of course mostly surprised. She didn't know that her son had such a precocious classmate, but at the same time she was not lacking in affection.Whether it was the initiative to help her before, or the feelings after the conversation along the way, she had a positive impression of Yang Yi. Now she heard that the other party said that she had something to trouble her, how could she not agree to it.

"If I have a chance, I'd like to ask my aunt's teacher, that old man Wu Boqian. I don't know if it's convenient."

"What's the inconvenience? The teacher likes to chat with young people the most. He has a good temper and is gentle. Of course, if you can chat with him about the things in Kunqu Opera, then he will be very happy. "Wang Jing's mother agreed immediately.

"It's just talking about Kunqu opera." Yang Yi suddenly laughed.Xin Dao said that for the old man, it could be regarded as what he liked.But for yourself, why not just hit the right track?

"Okay, when do you have time? Contact Wang Jing directly and ask him to tell me, and I'll help you get in touch." Wang Jing's mother nodded, because of the shadow and resentment of parting ways with her man before, because the conversation along the way also It dissipated a lot, at least the brows that were tightly frowned just now relaxed a lot.

Hearing his mother's words, Wang Jing immediately became embarrassed. God knows where he has Yang Yi's contact information. If he didn't meet by chance today, he doesn't know if there will be any intersection in the future.

On the contrary, Yang Yi is very understanding.He quickly agreed with a smile, then took out two business cards and handed them over.He smiled and explained under the puzzled eyes of the other party: "Leave a contact information of yours, so that I can find you when the time comes."

After sitting down to lay the groundwork for future plans, a group of people also came to the hospital. At the insistence of Wang Jing's mother, the two exchanged a few more pleasantries before getting into the car and saying goodbye, while Wang Jing accompanied his mother to the hospital for examination. Body.

Inside the car, Rogo turned his head to look at the young man angrily: "What's the situation now. Can you tell me about it? Why did you think of visiting that old Kunqu opera artist again?"

When Yang paired up with Rogo, he naturally wouldn't be too polite. He gave him an angry look and snorted, "Why. I can't be interested in this kind of traditional Chinese questioning? Brother Luo, you Don’t think so darkly, okay, are you thinking about conspiracy theories again? Let me tell you, there is no such thing. It is purely interested.”

"Really? I always feel that something is wrong. You kid has no purpose in doing things. It's not your style."

"Then what is my style?" Yang Yi couldn't help crying and laughing: "If you insist on saying that you have a purpose, then you hope to find some way to carry forward the things left by your ancestors... no , don’t talk about carrying forward, at least we must keep it, right? I can’t watch some traditional Chinese arts slowly disappear because there is no market. Otherwise, what I do is Yangyi Culture, not Yangyi Finance, Yangyi What about economics and trade, Yangyi real estate?"

"Well, what do you usually say about cultural chauvinism, and you still have to play with your feelings?" Rogo couldn't help poking his lips, and exaggeratedly tsk-tsk at the boy: "I always thought you were joking of."

"Are you kidding? As for making jokes about what I'm doing now, if it's really a joke, there is still the current Yangyi culture?" The boy couldn't help curling his lips when he saw Mr. Fatty's half-joking and half-serious words: " Whatever you say, anyway, this is a good opportunity. Traditional Kunqu opera troupes are really rare in places other than Kunshan.”

"I don't know if it's rare or not, but I know that what you're doing now is making money, but doing Kunqu opera obviously doesn't make money, and I can't even figure out where to make money." Rogo continued to tsk-tsk, Expressed doubts about Yang Yi: "Besides, what are you doing for something that doesn't make money? Isn't the company's financial situation bad enough now? By the way, you, the mother of a classmate, plan to What position will you be assigned to? Now Yangyi Culture doesn’t even have a physical bookstore, either in the publishing department that needs experience and experience, or in the animation production and network development departments that need professional skills. I really can’t imagine that you can arrange people in Where are you going?"

"That's why I didn't say I'm going to do it now." Yang Yi shrugged: "Depending on the situation, this old man may be needed in the near future, or he may never be needed in the future. As for this aunt Well, how about asking her to go to the warehouse? She can still understand the most basic import and export records."

"It's up to you, anyway, it's you who sells favors." Regarding this small personnel arrangement, Rogo didn't even have the desire to say a word, and directly let Yang Yi handle it.

"Then I will arrange to go to the warehouse." Yang nodded, and was about to call the company's personnel department, but the president's office called first: "Hello, hello? Is it Director Yang? Songjiang Warehouse Some accidents happened there. The warehouse manager and some people in the transport convoy seemed to have some conflicts with the residents of the local urban village. It is said that the public security personnel from the police station have intervened. Now we need to go to a director to come forward to resolve the matter. "(to be continued...)