Rebirth of the only favorite business queen

Chapter 77 Ambition (4)
"Come on, I'm worrying for nothing. You are a cockroach that can't be killed!" Zhan Lie said as he took out a passbook from his pocket and pushed it in front of Ye Jueao.

"Liezi, I don't need it right now, you love me buddy!" Ye Jueao pushed back again, his heart moved.

The two stalemate for a long time, and finally Zhan Lie said helplessly: "If you have something to do, you should come to me immediately, even if I am on the moon, I will shoot a rocket and rush back!"

"Row!"

Saying goodbye to Zhan Lie, Ye Jueao suddenly found a lot of people gathered in front of a grocery store on the street, walked over to have a look, and found that they were queuing up to play game consoles, which made him feel interesting, so he stopped in his tracks. There was an idea in his mind, and suddenly he ran back in a hurry.

Editor-in-Chief Zhao looked at the letters from readers on the table, and rubbed his already bright Mediterranean hairstyle. He knew that the matter would not end so soon. Sure enough, the physical book was released, and readers began to look forward to seeing Qingqing leisurely In person, Feng Youran had made a phone call once, but Feng Youran was not willing to cooperate, so he could only scratch his head here irritably.

At this time, Feng Youran had already met Fang Fei's father, Fang Youwei, the director of the Cultural Bureau.

When she came to Fang's house for the first time, Fang Fei was very busy. She was afraid of neglecting her best friend, and she even asked Fang's father to entertain Feng Youran warmly, which made Fang Youwei dumbfounded. , the daughter's good friend is simply more solemn than him meeting the superiors.

"Youran, this is my dad. Dad is my best friend, Feng Youran!" Fang Fei introduced solemnly.

"Youran, welcome to our house!" Fang Youwei said with a smile.

"Hello, Uncle Fang, I'm really sorry to bother you today." Feng Youran said politely.

"Okay, okay, leisurely, didn't you say that you have something to ask my father? I've already told my father, so you don't have to be polite to know?" Fang Fei sat down beside Feng Youran, smiling and hugging holding her arm.

"You, you don't look like a girl at all. Look at Youran, you are more ladylike than you!" Fang Youwei praised, this Feng Youran is indeed worthy of a daughter's friendship, with an outstanding appearance and refined temperament, she is not an ordinary small family. child.

Just as Fang Fei was about to speak, she heard Fang's mother come back from outside carrying something, "Feifei, help mom prepare dinner."

"Youran, you are chatting with my dad, I will cook with my mom, you must stay!"

"Okay, take me to thank Auntie, today is really troublesome." Feng Youran said calmly, in case the manner of speaking is not perfect.

"Don't worry, you can cook with your mother, and I will go to the study with Youran to chat." Fang Youwei stood up with a smile and said.

The two of them arrived at the study room. Fang Youwen was indeed the director of the Cultural Bureau. From the study room, one could see his love for literature and art. The majestic ink painting on the wall and the vigorous and powerful inscription on the side are definitely rare calligraphy.

"You also like Chinese paintings?" Fang Youwei smiled, looking at the paintings on the wall.

"I like it." Feng Youran said frankly.

"Since you like it, you must know how to draw it, right? Why don't you draw one for me to appreciate?" Fang Youwei laughed, feeling a little tentative in his heart.

Feng Youran looked at the drawing paper on the table, holding the brush with plain hands, and after it was stained with ink, she began to quickly outline. What she drew was a picture of a person, and under the seemingly simple but unusually elegant lines of the pen, a fisherman fishing by the lake The old man is vividly outlined, and the leisure and detachment of the people in the painting are vividly expressed.

In the end, a poem by Li Bai was written in the narration of the painting: a golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars for precious delicacies.Stopping the cup and throwing the chopsticks, I can't eat, I draw my sword and look around in a daze.If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will climb the Taihang Mountains covered with snow.When I was free to fish on the Bixi River, I suddenly dreamed of taking a boat to the side of the sun.The road is difficult, the road is difficult, there are many divergent roads, where is it now?There will be times when the wind and the waves cleave, hang the clouds and sail straight to the sea.

Contrary to the above vulgarity, this poem uses vigorous and unrestrained wild cursive, and the pen and ink seem to come alive on paper.

Fang Youwei walked to Feng Youran's side and looked at the painting carefully. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it was done by the girl in front of him who was as old as his own daughter. For being free and easy, it really makes him a little ashamed of a person who thinks he is good at calligraphy and painting.

"Uncle Fang, I'm showing my ugliness!" Feng Youran said generously.

"Youran, you are really surprising. Are you planning to develop in this area in the future? If so, I can recommend some teachers for you." Fang Youwei said eagerly. For Feng Youran, who has the same preferences as him, he actually has It's a feeling of seeing each other late, this kid is so talented.

"Uncle Fang, I actually came to ask you something today. Although it has nothing to do with calligraphy and painting, I want to develop another aspect." Feng Youran said straight to the point, seeing the time.

"Don't you think about it?" Fang Youwei said regretfully, but he knew that the little girl in front of him was a girl with a lot of ideas, her words were like her, and she must choose a different path.

"I'd like to come and compete with Uncle Fang on a regular basis." Feng Youran smiled, with persistence in her eyes.

"Okay, then you can talk about it, as long as it is something that Uncle Fang can help, just say it!" Fang Youwei said generously.

"Uncle Fang, I want to start a magazine. I heard that it takes a long time to set up a book number in Kyoto, so I want to see if Uncle Fang can let me do it quickly." Feng leisurely said with a smile.

"You start a magazine? Youran, it's not that what uncle said is not good. There are only a few magazines that can stand in Kyoto now, and the competition is still very fierce. If you don't have experience to start this thing rashly, you may lose money in the first place. Money, no matter how much money you have, is not good for you, do you understand what uncle said?" Fang Youwei enlightened, he was also shocked by Feng Youran's thoughts, based on his opinion of her, this girl can definitely be an outstanding person, it is difficult for the magazine to Do it, if it is dirty, it will be a failure for her in the future. He hopes that she can go on smoothly.

Feng Youran nodded, "I understand what Uncle Fang means, but I think that although the current cultural market is a bit competitive, if you find the right way, it is definitely a very promising market, and the cultural market is relatively strong now. Poverty, everyone needs something new."

"You're right, and you're right in thinking, but what's the new thing you're talking about? Doesn't it exist in the capital?" Fang Youwei asked back. Feng Youran's clear and clear remarks made him a little curious and excited. For so many years, he also had dreams, but in the end he chose to be content with the status quo. No matter whether Feng Youran's affairs were successful or not, he admired his courage.

"Young Youran, has Uncle Fang heard of it?" Feng Youran threw out one of her bait.

(End of this chapter)