I don’t know if there are any good luck rules, even if there are, most people won’t be able to meet them. Ordinary people spend their entire lives and verify Murphy’s law again and again.

For example, Shen Xue, who was too arrogant, had the development of things as she was worried about. The shining hosting opportunity last night fell out of thin air on the stage that she didn't like.

Feng Yiping is the same. According to his plan and packaging for himself, it is best to first appear in public as an expert and scholar who is eye-catching in academic achievements and is quite young, and to settle for the second best. He can appear as a very inspiring, young and promising business elite.

What he is most reluctant to is that as a person in the entertainment industry, he is well-known to the people of the whole country for the first time. His friendships and status in the entertainment industry are the best if he can not mention it.

But things are really the same as Murphy's Law, the more you worry about something happening, the more likely it will happen.

The day before yesterday, many domestic evening newspapers mentioned that such a new media company can invite so many big names because the company's leaders have a considerable friendship with those big names.

But the focus of the report is the stars and the concert that will be about to begin. It is mainly about the person in charge of this company. Everyone has no information and can say more or make mistakes.

But the new song last night and the concert of many good songs shocked the audience, it also made the entertainment journalists more and more curious about the boss of Jiasheng.

Then, it was unreasonable that the first person who benefited from this was the Industrial and Commercial Bureau!

As soon as I started working in the morning, several people in the information room had not even finished a cup of hot tea. As soon as the newspaper was in their hands, a person with a foreign accent came to the door. "Hello, I want to check the industrial and commercial registration information of this company,"

Zheng Yong politely handed over the note from Jiasheng Holiday Hotel.

"Oh, which one held the concert yesterday?" asked the middle-aged woman who was receiving the reception.

After the promotion on the Internet a while ago on TV and newspapers, and the sensational concerts yesterday, at least people in the province know about Jiasheng now.

"Yes, that's the house,"

The middle-aged woman wrote a receipt and handed it to him, "The cost is 300,"

Zheng Yong was about to shout, "You are charging randomly! We don't charge for checking external files, but thinking about what happened yesterday, let's forget it. It's better to spend money and save trouble. I obediently handed over 300 yuan, and there is no need to ask for an invoice if I don't open my eyes.

Before he could finish reading the archived information, his peers followed in one by one, all of which were the registration information of Cha Jiasheng Holiday Hotel.

Seeing so many people queuing up, the reception staff actually had a smile on their faces. Good guy, I have to charge at least tens of thousands of dollars this morning!

However, when the reporters looked at the address of the legal person on the information, they were worried again. It was a rural address and could not be found on the local map. And they knew with their hands that Feng Yiping would definitely not live there now.

However, the people in Jiasheng Group are all very nervous. Do you have to go to that remote mountain village?

But, are we entertainment journalists good? Besides, in such a side avoiding place, God knows if there is a road. Maybe you have to walk.

Forget it, just deal with it like this and just say a few words, whoever likes to dig will go.

The middle-aged woman who first received Zheng Yong was in a good mood when she saw the rapid increase in money in the small treasury. Seeing that he was about to leave, she asked, "We have registration information for other companies in Jiasheng. Do you want to check it?"

"What are there?" Zheng Yong stuffed the 300-yuan piece of paper into his bag and asked casually.

“Jiasheng Decoration, Jiasheng Express, good convenience, Yijia…,”

"There is a good convenience?" Zheng Yong remembered that this convenience store seemed to be in the streets and alleys of this city. There seemed to be a family in front of the hotel he was staying in, but he didn't expect that he was also from Jiasheng.

This is a possible breakthrough!

He consciously handed over three hundred yuan, "I'll check this too,"

In Youjia Convenience Store, Zheng Yong took a bottle of mineral water and a green arrow to check out at the cashier. He naturally asked the little girl with a smile, "Have you watched the concert held by your group yesterday?"

“There were too many guests yesterday and we didn’t go to the scene.”

"I saw it, it's really good," Zheng Yong praised.

"Yes, everyone said it's good. This is your change. Please go slowly and welcome next time!"

Zheng Yong took the bag and change, pretended to be curious and asked, "By the way, you Mr. Feng are going to school again and are busy with the company's affairs. Your academic performance is not very good!"

"How could it be?" The little girl didn't know Zheng Yong's intentions and said seriously, "Not mentioning the university's achievements, we, Mr. Feng, were the top scorers in the liberal arts entrance examinations in our province last year!"

Haha, it takes no time to get it. It’s good to have this sentence. Zheng Yong didn’t say a word at the moment and ran to the Education Bureau immediately. In the afternoon of that day, he rushed to No. 1 Middle School in the city. As soon as he got to know him, hey, I’ll go, it turned out that this guy had a link with Master Zhang in 1998.

Although the movie adapted from his novel is average, as a gold medal entertainment reporter, he remembers it very clearly that with this movie, Master Zhang won a Golden Lion Award, a domestic Golden Rooster Award, and several other international awards in Venice last year. It can be said that he has gained a lot of reputation internationally and has further strengthened the seat of his "fifth generation director" leader.

As for Feng Yiping's copyright to buy the movie, all the 50,000 yuan of royalties received to the previous junior high school. Zheng Yong selectively ignored Feng Yiping's personal image. A gold medal reporter, even an entertainment reporter, has a temper!

This interview was the most satisfying thing he had in the past few days. At the end, the school also gave him a book by Feng Yiping's "Those Years", which created a genre in China. He had heard of it before. It is said that he sold more than one million copies in total. However, when he saw the pseudonym on the cover, he was a little absent-minded. Deep Sea? Why do he look so familiar? It seems that he had never seen this pseudonym once before.

Then, thinking about his concern, he absent-mindedly agreed to the school that he would definitely mention the name of No. 1 Middle School in the report. Before he left the campus, he called his boss, "Head, I have dug up big news here, I will be satisfied with you, and I will definitely leave the page for me tomorrow."

After receiving a positive answer, he immediately found a taxi, "Master, take me to the largest audio and video store in the city,"

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While Zheng Yong was busy digging and pieced together Feng Yiping's past experiences, Boss Feng was finally able to take Huang Jingping to talk to his parents quietly.

The parents brought not only wild boar meat, but also autumn pears from the village forest farm. Feng Zhenchang personally peeled one for him, "Try it, is it the original taste?"

This is the most delicious pear that Feng Yiping remembers. He took a bite and it turned out to be sour and sweet, "It tastes better than the original one!" He gave a thumbs up.

"Of course it's better than before. This is good, not the ones that broke before," said Mei Qiuping.

In my hometown, in summer, I have the habit of getting out of fire. Every household will go to the forest farm in the village and come back with a sack of pears.

However, just a few cents per pound of pears were a considerable expense for his family at that time, so Feng Zhenchang specially picked the pears that were broken when they were beaten down from the bushes because they were so cheap.

Use a kitchen knife to cut off the broken ones, and then eat the broken ones. Just like this, Feng Yiping and his mother, even ate the sour cores in the past, and were willing to spit out the seeds in the middle.

After hearing this, Huang Jingping gently pressed Feng Yiping's hand. Feng Yiping smiled and patted his hand. When he thought about the past, he didn't feel bitter when he thought about it.

"Mom, how much more wild boar meat?"

"There are more than the half that Dongzheng gave us, the net weight is more than 90 kilograms. Grandpa's family divided a little, and Jingping's family also divided a little. This time we brought more than 40 kilograms and sent ten kilograms to Cai Hong's mother's family. The remaining ones are at least more than 20 kilograms."

"Dad, just cut some for me. I'll ask Jin Ling to bring some for her dad back."

"It should be, we are talking about it, but we just don't know where her home is. You tell her that you will definitely be able to catch wild boars in the future." Feng Zhenchang said.

Feng Yiping smiled and called Jin Ling, "Sister Jin, where is it?"

Jin Ling said angrily, "Where can you be, the office,"

"Thank you for your hard work, tell you, I saw a close relative of you today. Do you want to come and take a look?"

When Huang Jingping heard this, she laughed beside her. Mei Qiuping smiled and said, "You won't talk well?"

Jin Ling is very familiar with his routine, "If you have something to do, I'm still busy,"

"That long story short, under the wise decision of the Party Central Committee and the coordination of governments at all levels, our village's work on returning farmland to forests has made long-term progress...."

"I'll hang up if it's okay,"

"Don't, simply put, there is your family on the mountain now. My cousin beats you to a head. Of course, I can't forget you and Uncle Jin, so I want to respect you,"

"Then you send it to me,"

"Okay, I'll ask Jingping to send it to you,"

At this time, he would not be so stupid as to appreciate the possible barbaric collision of Jin Ling! (To be continued...)

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