After the meal, Xu Yiyi, who was dizzy, waited for Mr. Xu to have a good time on the rocking chair under the shade of the tree, then pulled Han Na aside and whispered.
"Nana, what does your Uncle Song do? Do you really want to open a film and television company?"
Han Na thought for a while and said, "Uncle Song, his family is in business and seems to be very rich.
The person who was sitting at the same table with us just now and who didn't like to talk much was Grandpa Song. He is Uncle Song's father.
Grandpa Song is the general agent of several imported car brands, and he also opened many car chain stores.
Uncle Song is his only son. He used to open a yacht club in Qingdao. He even invited me to go to his place and go sailing on a yacht during the summer vacation.
Just now he said that he would like to make movies and TV shows in the future. Oops, that’s not good, then can I still go on a yacht?”
The little girl Han Na started to worry. However, another little girl who was a round older than her was relieved.
This Song Chaohui should have enough strength to open a film and television company, otherwise he would not dare to make random promises to Han Na in front of Han Xiangzhong.
"But Nana, your Uncle Gao is so handsome. No boy among my classmates can compare to him."
"Of course." Han Na looked proud.
The classmate Xu Yiyi was talking about was naturally her male classmate in the film school. Young people who are eighteen or nineteen years old and have not yet entered the society are still very immature. How can they compare with Gao Xingyu, who is clear in the spiritual stage, unfazed by humiliation, and elegant in the world?
Compare?
Xu Yiyi's words made Han Na very happy. However, she suddenly remembered that she had not finished her homework for today.
"Sister Yiyi, I'm going to see Uncle Gao. He will check my homework after he is done with his work. I haven't recited it today yet!"
"Homework? What do you want to memorize? Three, one hundred, one thousand or "Disciple Rules", not "The Analects of Confucius", right?"
Xu Yiyi was a little confused. Han Na's mother was a university professor and her family background was very powerful. If she wanted to find an enlightenment teacher for Han Na, she would definitely be able to hire a master of Chinese studies.
Xu Yiyi didn't doubt that Gao Xingyu was incompetent, but he looked only in his early twenties. Wouldn't he be a little young?
"It's not the classical Chinese you mentioned, it's "Ode to Buds" that Uncle Gao taught me. It's particularly difficult, but it can enhance my memory. And..."
At this point, Han Na hesitated and did not continue.
She overheard her parents mentioning behind her back that this might be a way of cultivation, and she would most likely be much better than her father in the future.
They had also warned themselves not to tell outsiders about this matter. Especially the content of "Ode to Buds", not a single word could be spread out without Uncle Gao's consent.
Han Na is very obedient. Although she and Xu Yiyi are very good, they can't talk any more.
Xu Yiyi didn't think much about it. She thought the so-called "Ode to Buds and Buds" was a tongue twister similar to "Eight Hundred Pacesetters Running to the North Slope".
"Then you go. My grandpa is about to finish his lunch break. In the morning, he asked me to take a stroll and practice Tai Chi with Master Zong. In the afternoon, I want to accompany grandpa, so I can't trouble Aunt Lin anymore."
Xu Yiyi walked back and found that Mr. Xu had sat up and was playing with a rectangular sign in his hand.
"Xiaoweier, grandpa is going to test you. Do you know what material this brand is made of?" Mr. Xu asked with a smile.
Xu Yiyi took the sign from Gu Gu and read it carefully.
This sign is not big, with gentle and delicate tentacles, and a hint of soft light. The color of the sign is gradient, with brown on the outside and black in the middle. There are some lines and patterns engraved on it, which look like words but not words, but look like those of a child.
Graffiti.
Xu Yiyi's eyes lit up, "Grandpa, is this brand made of rhino horn?"
After Mr. Xu retired, he had nothing to do, so he started tinkering with gold and stone with a few old friends. They were considered amateurs. Xu Yiyi had followed Mr. Xu since she was a child, and she also knew something about this aspect.
"Yes, this should be made from the horn of the African black rhinoceros. Cao Zhao wrote in "Essential Theory of Gegu": Its color is as black as lacquer and as yellow as chestnut, and the one with clear clouds, rain and legs is better.
Rhinoceros horn has the effects of clearing away heat, detoxifying, and calming the nerves, and can be made into a pendant to be worn close to the body. Xiao Gao is really thoughtful."
On the other side of the courtyard, several people were talking about things. Han Na did not make a sound after coming over, but sat quietly next to her mother, patiently waiting for Gao Xingyu to deal with the matter.
"Xingyu, Lao Yan from the Baimulo Mine called yesterday. The new mining site you provided has completed preliminary exploration. The reserves of chelmi stone there will not be lower than the Baimulo Mine, and most of them are semi-open-pit mines. The mining cost is
And the technical difficulty is lower. I really want to thank you." Lin Wenyue said.
Lin Wenyue gave Gao Xingyu twenty-six pieces of raw spiritual stone. On the one hand, it was used to pay for Mr. Xu's treatment, and on the other hand, he wanted to build a good relationship with Gao Xingyu.
Gao Xingyu felt that this was a bit of a bargain, so he used his spiritual consciousness to find a new mining site near the mining area and informed Zhou Hongsheng and Lao Yan.
Unexpectedly, they moved very quickly, and they had already completed the preliminary survey work in just a few days.
"Sister Wenyue, you are too polite."
Gao Xingyu turned to Song Chaohui and said, "Chaohui, I forgot to tell Karuru about this before I came back. When you see him, tell him and ask his tribe to cooperate."
Mining in Chirmaa requires the support of local tribes, but there is no problem with the government as long as taxes are paid on time.
Fengyuan Mining has a good relationship with the Wildebeest tribe, and now with Gao Xingyu's instructions, Karuru will definitely give their full support.
"Okay, Teacher Gao." Song Chaohui agreed quickly.
"By the way, Zhaohui, why do you call me Teacher Gao? You seemed to have called me the same way when we were eating just now." Gao Xingyu asked with some confusion.
In the world of cultivation, many titles have restrictions and cannot be used casually.
A teacher is someone who preaches, teaches, and resolves doubts.
Only those who have profound spiritual practices and open preaching forums will be honored as "teachers". Now that Song Chaohui calls him like this, he can't bear it.
"With ordinary people present, I didn't know how to address you for a moment, so I used the word 'teacher'.
In today’s film and television circles, and even in the entire cultural world, it is popular to call people ‘teachers’.
This word is very elegant, not as philistine as titles like 'boss', 'director' or so-and-so." Song Chaohui explained to Gao Xingyu in a low voice.
Song Chaohui, like his father Song Ping, always calls Gao Xingyu "senior", which is the most correct title for low-level monks when facing high-level monks.
But if ordinary people were present, such a call would be too weird. Song Chaohui is already in his thirties, and he is much older than Gao Xingyu, so calling him "Brother Yu" is not good.
Fortunately, he was quick-thinking and came up with the word "teacher" on the spur of the moment.
It seems that the title "teacher" will be destroyed in the future. Gao Xingyu smiled and shook his head and said nothing more.
This chapter has been completed!