On the afternoon of December 30, Zhao Changan took a direct flight to Zheng City.

Nie Danqi's assistant Shi Zijun came to the airport to pick her up.

When they arrived at the Tianhe Hotel, Nie Danqi had just arrived and gave Zhao Changan a warm hug.

Although Zhao Changan forced himself not to think too much about this elder sister or old aunt, he still couldn't help but think in his head, "Shi Zijun is really lucky, he's on a big scale!"

The three of them casually drank some red wine, and Nie Danqi gave Zhao Changan the pass to the conference venue that Shanqiang asked her to hand over, as well as three tickets.

One is closer to the front, and the other two consecutive numbers are in the middle and behind.

During this period, Nie Danqi told a joke:

Xu Yijie went to eat at Bawang Dinner and had two of his front teeth knocked out. He drank a lot of swill and actually called her law firm and asked her to file a lawsuit for him.

"Xu Yijie threatened me that if I didn't win the lawsuit for him, he wouldn't give me a penny of the 230,000 yuan. Haha~"

Nie Danqi said with a smile: "I told him to go find someone to file a lawsuit on his own, but I don't have so much time. If he wins the lawsuit, I will apply for enforcement here, and he won't even be able to keep a hair in his hands.

As a result, the scoundrel exploded, shouting that he had so much hair on his body that he couldn’t pull it all out! Haha, he’s really crazy.”

——

Early the next morning, Zhao Changan arrived at the gate of the Calligraphy Association at eight o'clock on time.

Zheng Wenzheng was very busy over there and made a call to the calligraphy association. A middle-aged man with thick eyes received Zhao Changan.

Zhao Changan wrote a copy of "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night" in small regular script, filled out the form, handed in three photos, and received a booklet with the photo stamped on it.

He officially became a glorious member of the Provincial Calligraphers Association.

After all this was done, Zhao Changan spoke to Zheng Wenzheng on the phone to express his gratitude. As a result, Zheng Wenzheng repeatedly asked him to go to his house for dinner at noon, and said that Zheng Chi would come over if he had no classes in the afternoon.

Not long after I hung up the phone, it was 10:16 in the morning.

"Ling ring ring~"

Zhao Changan's phone rang.

"Holy shit, I'm exhausted. My uncle sent me a message on my pager, saying that you have become a member. Holy shit! I have to run for class and be late. Come and wait for me at the school gate at 12 o'clock. Damn, I'm hung up.

!”

After I finished speaking, it was already 10:17.

Zhao Changan smiled evilly, gave money, and ran into the teaching building. This kid was definitely late.

Soon, Zhao Changan received another call from Shan Qiang.

"Chang'an, are you going to Taili for lunch? It's very busy here, but you can see a lot of singers and actors, as well as several major artist companies and audio and video distribution companies in the province."

"Sister Bubu, the uncle of my classmate in Shancheng, Uncle Zheng from the Provincial University College of Liberal Arts, asked me to have dinner at his house. I have just become a member of the Book Association, so I have to go and express my gratitude."

"Zheng Wenzheng? You know him, and he actually invites you to dinner!"

On the other side of the phone, Shan Qiang was stunned: "How old are you? He is already in his fifties or sixties."

"Well, he thought my calligraphy skills were pretty good, so he recruited me into the Calligraphers Association. Do you know him?"

"Of course I know him. If he were the dean of the School of Liberal Arts, I might not know him, but how could I not know him as the vice president of the Calligraphers Association?

Zheng Wenzheng served in the farm cadre school for a period of time when he was young. He had a tough temper, good words but not easy to ask for, and he loved drinking, so there were many people who asked for his words. Knowing him will be helpful to you in the future, so you have the best time in the afternoon.

Go directly to the conference venue before four o'clock. I'll give you a phone call. Don't buy fake wine."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Changan soon received a mobile phone number from Shan Qiang.

'Sister has already told him, you can just go and get it, surname is Hu, address -'

Zhao Changan and Shan Qiang are both smart people. In just a few words, they have completed effective tacit communication.

‘Singer Actor Artist Company Publishing House’.

If Zhao Changan wants to become an artist, or release an album, or even just help each other in the industry, it is obviously a good thing to go there as soon as possible and have Shan Qiang.

‘There are many people who ask for his word’.

If you want to start a business, Zheng Wenzheng is a better person to make friends with.

However, Zhao Changan knew some of the future context, and it was obvious that he was just purely grateful to Zheng Wenzheng and had no utilitarian ideas.

At noon, Zhao Changan and Zheng Chi came to the provincial courtyard.

Zheng Wenzheng's son-in-law Jian Pingjun ran over from the office during his busy schedule and cooked a table full of hard food. He didn't have time to take a bite and ran back again.

"He has to accompany the leader——"

Only then did Zhao Changan know the name and unit of Zheng Chitang's brother-in-law.

The time and space before.

At the end of 2005, Zheng Chi was injured in a fight while selling alcohol. Only then did Zhao Changan find out that his uncle and aunt had passed away, and his cousin was divorced and had a daughter.

At that time, Zheng Xi's weight, which was less than 1.7 meters tall, had soared to 200, and her dirty hair was messed up into a bird's nest.

As for how Zheng Chi's uncle died and what her cousin's ex-husband was called and what he did, he knew nothing about it.

With no other choice, Zhao Changan had no choice but to force the reluctant Liu Yihui to find someone to help him find a relationship.

It was after this incident that Zheng Chi changed his attitude towards Liu Yihui.

I often meet three people for drinks and take the initiative to pay the bill.

At the wine table, I looked at the rosy-faced Zheng Wenzheng, the kindly smiling Aunt Yuan, and the slightly chubby Zheng Xi who seemed a bit lazy.

Zhao Changan didn't quite understand how this family, which now looked very high-end, had fallen to that level in less than seven years.

I regretted not asking Zheng Chi, his uncle and aunt, why he was missing.

After dinner, Zheng Wenzheng and his wife were going to attend an event in the afternoon and asked Zheng Xi to wash the dishes and clean the living room, including picking up the children from the kindergarten at 5:30.

Zheng Xi captured Zheng Chi's young man.

Zheng Chi looked desperate and waved goodbye to Zhao Changan in great depression, saying, "I'll watch you sing tonight."

Originally, Zhao Changan had already agreed with Shan Qiang that he could take this kid to the provincial station to open his eyes, especially to see the weather forecaster Tang Ge who Zhao Changan described as "Pan'er is as beautiful as the Peach Blossom River".

Now I can only go to the party at night, it’s a long-distance experience.

——

After leaving the provincial university family home, Zhao Changan made a phone call to Liu Yihui.

"Brother, are the girls on the TV station pretty? Do they all have long legs?"

"Beautiful, you are just drooling. It has nothing to do with you. What are you doing with Lao Liu's phone?"

"Old Liu is making kimchi on the side. Holy shit, that Tan Youyuan and Pan Gao made two hundred catties of cabbage, snow pears and so on. I feel like Old Liu is going crazy. Haha~"

Over the phone, Zhong Lianwei laughed wildly.

"Depend on!"

Zhao Changan couldn't help but think of the allusion of 'the husband has a chef's certificate but says he can't cook', and mourned for Liu Yihui.

"Boss An, what's the matter? Lao Qin brought a piece of soft Chinese seeds, a box of Yanghe, and a fat sheep. I can't push him away! When will you come back and let's make skewers?"

"Old Liu, do you have any contact information for that?"

"Which one do you want?"

Liu Yihui looked wary.

"Humph, who said, 'I'm not in a hurry and won't fall in love within six years'?"

Zhong Lianwei turned on the speakerphone, and Wen Ye's sneer came from the phone.

"Wen Ye, you have no class in the afternoon?"

Zhao Changan was surprised.

"It's a useless course, you can take it or not."

"Be careful to get your diploma stuck!"

Liu Yihui.

"Do you think I care about my diploma?"

Wen Ye asked Liu Yihui speechlessly.

"Is there any? Roaming phone charges are very expensive, two-way charges, two or three yuan per minute. If you don't have it, hang up."

Zhao Changan was a little impatient: "I have three tickets in my hand. Zheng Chi gave me one and there are two more, otherwise I will sell them for money."

"Yes, yes, I'll look for it."

After waiting for 'two or three dollars': "Sui Xuemeng's mobile phone number is 136——"

"Where's that ball ball?"

Zhao Changan doesn't like the style of "Qiuqiu" very much. He is not as gentle, kind and quiet as Sui Xuemeng——

"Boss An, her name is Ai Qiuqiu, moxa of mugwort, autumn -"

"Depend on!"

"The pager number is 037——"

A string of numbers blurted out smoothly from Liu Yihui's mouth.

"hehe!"

"Hmm!"

The sneers of Zhong Lianwei and Wen Ye came from the other side of the phone.

Although Zhao Changan couldn't understand, let alone agree with Liu Yihui's aesthetics, he understood.

That mugwort is a student of the Provincial Normal University. She is fashionable and beautiful, and has a somewhat bold and aggressive personality.

At least the first impression I gave Zhao Changan was okay!

Just like when the four brothers were talking before, Zhao Changan thought, 'The past life has passed, and everyone is safe in this life'.
Chapter completed!