The shaking was so great that Ying Zijin stopped.

She took off her headphones: "Well, what's wrong?"

"Look, look there!" Xiu Yu was very excited, "Front right, look!"

Ying Zijin pressed his head and looked in the direction she said.

It was a big screen, and Qingzhi often reported on it the students who had won awards and received punishments.

But this time, a photo of a person was posted.

A young man in a blue suit, about twenty-four years old.

There was a name and introduction next to it, but Ying Zijin didn't read it.

There's nothing special about it, and she doesn't have much interest in it.

"Ah ah ah!" Xiu Yu was still crazy, "Shang Yaozhi, Shang Yaozhi is coming to our school! Ah ah ah, I'm dead!"

Ying Zijin raised his hand to hold Xiu Yu down to prevent her from fainting: "Well, who is it?"

"Shang Yaozhi! The youngest actor in the entertainment industry!" Xiu Yu was a little surprised, "Dad Ying, aren't you on Weibo? You don't know him?"

Ying Zijin was silent for a moment.

On Weibo, she mostly watches food live broadcasts and recipes, or pet bloggers.

By the way, I would like to increase the forwarding volume of the video edited by Mr. Zhong.

"Wow, no, no, daddy, I want to give you Amway, my idol." Xiu Yu pointed to the big screen, "Shang Yaozhi, he is twenty-four years old this year. He has been in the industry for seven years and won the Golden Flower Award last year."

"Among the young people born in 1995, he is the only one who has won the best actor throne. Isn't it amazing?"

Ying Zijin had never been exposed to these before, so he responded: "It's pretty awesome."

"I didn't expect that he would come to our school to give a speech. Why has the principal been so arrogant recently?" Xiu Yu suddenly slapped his forehead, "I forgot, he graduated from the art class of our school and was later promoted to the Imperial Academy of Drama."

Forget it, she took back her praise of the principal.

"I have never seen him before when I was in the Imperial Capital." Xiu Yu added, "Dad Ying, let's go to the lecture together and I will help you get tickets."

Ying Zijin paused for a moment, but took back her words that she didn't want to go.

Anyway, I could sleep during the lecture, but it was uncomfortable without a pillow.

Xiu Yu said happily: "Dad Ying, you must not know yet, Shang Yaozhi is actually a three-dimensional star. There will be a drama by him this summer. I must follow it."

Three-dimensional stars refer to those who are involved in the film industry, TV series industry and music industry.

Hearing this, Ying Zijin glanced at the big screen one more time.

He is not as good-looking as Fu Yunshen.

Forget it, don’t watch it.

**

The Fu family's old house.

Mr. Fu's health has improved a lot recently and he doesn't fall into coma often.

However, because the toxins have not been removed, there are still many hidden dangers.

When Ying Zijin was treating Mr. Fu, he had fallen asleep, so he didn't know about treatment.

Fu Yunshen's original intention was to hide it from Mr. Fu, so that he would not be overly worried and anxious.

The fifteenth day of every month is the day when the Fu family gets together.

On this day, no matter how discordant they are on the surface, they must return to the old house to have dinner with Mr. Fu.

Although Mr. Fu is in poor health, he still owns a lot of Fu Group's equity and several large industries.

This allows some people with ulterior motives to make moves even if they want to, but they can only make small moves in secret, and they have to keep their peace on the surface.

Mr. Fu has a total of four sons. In his lineage alone, there are ten brothers and sisters in Fu Yunshen's generation.

This does not include the people in the families of Mr. Fu’s brothers.

Therefore, dozens of people would gather at the Fu family's old house every month for family gatherings.

Fu Mingcheng didn't like family gatherings very much, because every time the other brothers came to the Fu family's old house, they would ask him questions, and they would inevitably flatter and flatter him.

But he is Mr. Fu's eldest son, so he must entertain these people.

"Mingcheng, your sons are really more promising than the last." The person who spoke was a lady with an envious tone, "I heard that Yihan founded a company of his own, which is not small. I heard that

Have you established a relationship with a big family in the imperial capital?"

Fu Yihan is the eldest son of Fu Mingcheng, the eldest son of the Fu family, and the eldest grandson of Mr. Fu.

Fu Mingcheng was very impatient, but he couldn't say it out loud.

But the praise for Fu Yihan was very helpful to him, so he just nodded lightly: "That's too much praise. Yihan just does what he does casually. His company is just a small workshop and is shady."

"Hey, that's not an exaggeration." The lady laughed, "Yihan is so powerful, the Fu Group will definitely flourish in his hands in the future, and the old man will be happy, unlike some people like these..."

As she said this, she changed the topic and became very contemptuous: "I've been idle every day, going to romantic places, and I don't know which day I'll do something that is immoral and will bring shame to the Fu family."

"It's really strange. We have the same father and the same mother, but they are so different."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the living room couldn't help but stop what they were doing.

Of course they don't know who the noble lady is talking about.

Besides Fu Yunshen, who else could be there?

When Fu Mingcheng heard the previous words, he had no reaction.

But after hearing the last sentence, his expression changed and became so gloomy.

"I made a mistake, I said the wrong thing." The lady's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly made amends, "Mingcheng, I am a straightforward person, so please don't mind."

Fu Mingcheng gave her a cold look and ignored her at all this time.

The noble lady looked unhappy.

It was almost time for dinner, and all the Fu family members were preparing food at the dining table, waiting for Mr. Fu to come down.

At six o'clock sharp, footsteps were heard upstairs.

Mr. Fu walked down the stairs slowly while Fu Yunshen followed him, supporting him from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yichen snorted coldly: "I only know how to please grandpa, but I have no ability at all."

Mrs. Fu next to her heard this and asked him to shut up.

Fu Yichen said nothing more and looked at Fu Yunshen coldly as he took a seat on the right side of Mr. Fu.

Fu Mingcheng couldn't sit in that position as long as Fu Yunshen was there.

Halfway through the meal, Mr. Fu suddenly put down his chopsticks.

His every move was watched, and when he stopped, everyone else stopped too.

"Everyone is here today, and I happened to talk about something." Mr. Fu coughed and said calmly, "My health is gradually failing, so I will explain some things in the near future."

Hearing this, the Fu family members at the dinner table couldn't help but change their faces.

But several of them looked happy.

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Fu Mingcheng frowned and said calmly, "Why are you sitting here so peacefully and saying these depressing words?"

"You yourself know whether you are dejected or not." Mr. Fu glanced at him and said, "Today, I will announce something first."

He waved, and the professional manager who had been waiting for a long time understood and immediately stepped forward and handed over a document.

Mr. Fu put on his reading glasses, flipped through the documents, and said, "I plan to divide several industries."

Hearing this, Fu Mingcheng was moved, but he still restrained himself.

If the old man wants to divide the industry, he naturally starts with his eldest son.

However, Mr. Fu's next words made Fu Mingcheng's face instantly look ugly.

"This Yuxiangfang will be handed over to Yunshen."

Not to mention Fu Mingcheng, the expressions of the rest of the Fu family were not much better.

Fu Yichen immediately said angrily: "Grandpa, are you confused? Yuxiangfang is the signature of our Fu family. Are you giving it to a dude? Aren't you afraid that he will be completely ruined?"

"Yichen!" Mrs. Fu scolded, "Did you say that about your brother?"

Mr. Fu looked over, his eyes very light.

"Grandpa, it's okay." Fu Yun raised his eyes deeply, smiled cynically, and said in a casual tone, "I don't want it, so you should give it to someone else."

Fu Yichen sneered, only daring to lower his voice and mock: "You do have some self-awareness."

"Xiao Qi doesn't want it, so let's leave it for now." To the surprise of others, Mr. Fu has no intention of giving Yuxiangfang to others, "Then let's eat today and talk about it another day."

This meal made everyone feel different. After finishing the meal, the other guests left in a hurry.

Fu Yichen followed Fu Mingcheng into the study, and it suddenly exploded.
To be continued...