On Sunday morning, after intense preparations, Huayu Entertainment Co., Ltd. finally opened. Hu Keer's high-profile comeback undoubtedly became the focus of public attention. On the day of the opening, stars gathered, and reporters from major media flocked to the press conference. The press conference was very lively.

There were crowds of people and laughter. When the cameras were aimed at the many celebrities in the entertainment industry in a row, few people noticed that near the window, a young man wearing sunglasses was holding a little girl in his arms, talking and laughing softly.

Yaoyao was wearing a gray cotton dress, with two playful braids on her head and precious sapphire necklaces hanging around her neck. This was the first time she attended such a grand occasion. She was excited and a little nervous. She was so tired of Wang Siyu's arms that she blinked a pair of lively eyes and looked at these star-studded celebrities curiously.

After a while, she hooked her white and tender fingers, put her mouth close to Wang Siyu's ear, and whispered: "Uncle, I want to take a photo with those big stars."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly and nodded, "Little baby, don't worry, wait a little longer, let your aunt arrange it after lunch."

"Uncle, how many aunts do I have?" Yaoyao asked with a smile, holding the playful pigtails.

Wang Siyu hurriedly peeled an orange and sent it to her little mouth, and whispered: "No, don't inquire about it."

Yaoyao giggled, leaned her fingers and said, "There are not many Aunt Fang, Aunt Zhang, and Aunt Meier!"

Wang Siyu 'ssh', pointed to the reporter who was in front of him and whispered: "Little baby, don't talk about these things, be careful to be heard by those people."

Yaoyao hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand and said mysteriously: "Uncle, don't worry, I won't tell you."

Wang Siyu couldn't help but smile, looking at Zhang Qianying surrounded by reporters, Hu Keer felt quite satisfied.

More than ten minutes later, Yu Youjiang came late. After congratulating Zhang Qianying and Hu Keer, he greeted his acquaintances again, and then sat down next to Wang Siyu. Looking at the lively and cute Yaoyao, he couldn't help but feel happy and said with a smile: "Fourth Lao, whose child is this? He gave birth to such a watery heart."

Wang Siyu smiled, pinched Yaoyao's face, and whispered: "Little baby, this is Uncle Yu, say hello quickly."

"Hello Uncle Yu!" Yaoyao tilted her head and said timidly. Then she got into Wang Siyu's arms, arched his jaw with her forehead, picked up the sapphire on her chest, put it in her mouth, and looked around.

Yu Youjiang opened a folding fan, shook it gently, and looked at the many guests in the hall, and couldn't help but feel a little excited and sighed: "This is Hu Keer. If other first-tier stars rested for so long, they would definitely not be as popular as they are now. It's different, it's really different."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, knowing that he was still worried, so he changed the topic and said: "Brother Youjiang, how is the film and television company operating recently? Is it still going smoothly?"

Yu Youjiang brewed a cup of tea and sighed: "It's not ideal. After the first two films were released, the market reaction was mediocre. The current film and television industry is still not prosperous enough."

After a pause, he turned his head again, shook the fan, and said with a smile: "But, the fourth brother, I still have to thank you for your help. Recently, the boss Cui from the jewelry business wanted to get involved in the real estate industry. He was not confident enough, so he wanted to attract me to invest."

Wang Siyu frowned slightly and said lightly: "Brother Youjiang, you have too many projects, can you manage it?"

Yu Youjiang smiled, turned his body sideways and said softly: "It's just a symbolic investment of seven or eight million to get a vice chairman. You don't have to go to the company. When you encounter difficulties, help clear the relationship. I'll just tell you about this. Don't talk to your family, so as not to talk to them all over."

Wang Siyu glanced at him and said with some dissatisfaction: "Brother Youjiang, you have to consider this matter. Secretary Chunlei is in poor health. Don't make trouble for some small profits and make him angry."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Yu Youjiang put the fan together, threw it on the coffee table, took out a cigarette, handed it to Wang Siyu, and said with a smile: "Can you take care of Luoshui?"

"No!" Wang Siyu waved his hand, frowned, looked up at the sky, his tone was very stiff.

Yu Youjiang smiled, took the cigarette from his hand to his nose, sniffed it, leaned back, and said lazily: "I had known you would refuse, so I didn't mention it."

Wang Siyu picked fresh grapes, peeled them, and sent them to Yaoyao's mouth, and said softly: "The bubble in the real estate industry is too big, and the country will still need to regulate sooner or later. It is not a good time to intervene now."

Yu Youjiang crossed his legs, picked up the cup, drank a sip of tea, and said indifferently: "Don't be afraid, if the land finance problem is not solved, there will be no problem in the real estate industry. There is a little bubble, but there is a high risk and high return."

While the two were talking, Li Qingxuan walked over. She was wearing a snow-white shirt, black sleeves, and flesh-colored stockings, and looked more sexy and charming. When she came to the two of them, she sat down. She touched a pictorial and flipped it around her casually, but her eyes glanced at Yaoyao and blinked at her.

Yaoyao vaguely remembered that this beautiful aunt had sat at home, but she couldn't remember her name for a moment, so she blinked her eyes and smiled, "Hello Auntie."

Li Qingxuan smiled and was about to reach out and hug Yaoyao, but saw a reporter in front of him holding a camera and taking a picture of him. She had to hold back, frowned and turned her pretty face to the side.

After a while, the press conference ended and the banquet began. The waiter brought the exquisite wine and dishes to the dining table, but Yaoyao was unwilling to enjoy it. After only a few bites, she put down her chopsticks and sneaked to Zhang Qianying's side, whispered a few words, and under her leadership, she took a photo with many celebrities in the entertainment industry at the table and fulfilled her wish.

At around 1:00 p.m., many guests and reporters from all walks of life were sent away. Several people came out of the hotel. As soon as they arrived at the car, Wang Siyu received a call from Uncle Cai, saying that Mr. Yu was awake and in a very good spirit, and wanted to see him.

Listening to Uncle Cai's hoarse and low voice, Wang Siyu's heart skipped a beat. He looked up at the gloomy sky, and a trace of ominous signs arose in his heart. He hurriedly handed Yaoyao to Zhang Qianying and drove to the hospital. The old man was in a serious condition and had been sleeping. He suddenly improved, afraid that he would be suspected of returning to his eyes.

Half an hour later, when he came to the special care unit, he saw Yu Chunlei and his wife sitting quietly on the sand. Old Yu leaned on the hospital bed, with a rosy complexion and wearing reading glasses. Looking at the album in Uncle Cai's hand, he hurried over and said respectfully: "Go to go."

Old Yu raised his head, looked at him kindly, his lips moved slightly, and said with difficulty: "Yu, here... sit."

Wang Siyu did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly sat next to him, touched a big hand full of wrinkles, gently pinched it, put his lips to his ear, and whispered: "Grandpa, you look much better."

Old Yu was delighted, his eyebrows stretched out, his fingers moved slightly, and he said tremblingly: "Okay, okay, finally I heard... I heard... it was just a sound.... Cough cough... it was a little smaller."

As if he realized something, Yu Chunlei showed a shocked expression on his face, raised his hand and touched the corner of his eyes, stood up without saying a word, walked to the window, held the window frame, and looked at the scenery in the distance, silently speaking, and in his heart, he was also mixed with emotion.

Shao Yinfang next to him turned his head, looked at him, then looked at Wang Siyu, then closed his eyes, turned his hand to chant the Buddhist scriptures silently.

Uncle Cai sighed, turned the album over a page, pointed to a yellow photo, and said softly: "Young Master Yu, I was in a bad mood when I heard the news of Mr. Chen's death. At the beginning, they had a very good relationship when they were young. Unexpectedly, after entering politics, they made the relationship very stiff due to different ideas."

Wang Siyu nodded, his eyes fell on the photo. Looking at the group of young people wearing shabby military coats and beautiful eyes, he couldn't help but sigh and said softly: "Politics is too heavy, and it can break everything, including friendship."

Mr. Yu lowered his head and stared at the back of the left row of the photo. The face of a tall and thin young man said intermittently: "Mo Bai... has left, I don't have much time anymore, and the quarrels are still going on. Some things, whoever is right or wrong can only... let future generations evaluate them."

Wang Siyu sighed and smiled and said, "It is a good thing to argue. Don't worry too much. It is the most important thing to adjust your body."

Old Yu nodded, pursed his dry lips, raised his head, looked at Yu Chunlei's back, and said thoughtfully: "Chun, this period of time, like... dreaming, has... recalled all the experiences of his life, right and wrong, but suddenly... woke up. This is fate and also reincarnation."

Yu Chunlei slowly turned around, came to the bed, tucked the corner of the quilt with his hands, and said calmly: "Dad, don't worry, you will always find a solution to the problem."

Mr. Yu frowned and coughed violently, with an extremely painful expression on his face. After a while, he looked at Wang Siyu and panted: "Yu, two thousand years of politics, Qin Zheng, are all thieves. We... thought that we had overthrown all the decayed things, but we didn't expect that it still exists, and still has... powerful vitality, bureaucratic politics... if we don't solve it, we will never jump out of... This cycle is like a nightmare, cycled over and over, and one day, history... will happen again."

Wang Siyu's eyes were wet, he held Mr. Yu's big hand tightly and said softly: "Don't worry, since the first time can be overturned, there will be a second and third time, until it completely collapses and collapses. We will complete the political system reform before the monsters are crazy, put it in a cage, and put it on shackles. History will never repeat itself."

Old Yu raised his head, stared at Wang Siyu for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand with difficulty, put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yu... has really grown up, be careful, there is not much time left."

Yu Chunlei nodded slightly, leaned down, and said calmly: "Dad, don't worry, their generation has grown up, we will work together to solve the problem."

Mr. Yu closed his eyes and sighed: "What a pity, we... had the opportunity to solve the problem, but we missed it, missed it..."

Seeing his face showing fatigue, Uncle Cai sighed, put away the album, and pressed the call bell beside the bed. Several special guards in white coats rushed in. After a while, they took medicine to Mr. Yu. Not long after, the old man closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.
Chapter completed!