The hip-hop master who was eating silently next to him immediately changed the topic without leaving any trace: "What is your position in the TV station? Host?"
The old man didn't insist on recalling the fun he had in the past, but just hummed and said: "The little girl is so good at talking, she must have been specially trained."
Lu Beicen was a little dumbfounded. He had heard of hosts practicing pronunciation and enunciation, but he had never heard of hosts practicing speaking. He quickly shook his head and said: "I'm not good at it. You have to specialize in it. I'm a director. But old sir, you
Doesn’t this statue pay attention to inheritance? It seems to me that this great god is not engaged in this industry, right?"
"Ah, I'm sorry, I asked a bit presumptuously, I was just curious." Lu Beicen quickly added something.
The old man waved his hands and said with a smile: "We are a big family of brothers and sisters. Ever since the application for World Heritage was successful, some people are willing to eat this bowl of rice, but there is a shortage of people to go out. My son, who is good at reading, can use your great skills."
According to the fashionable saying in the city, he is also a returnee from a prestigious school. It is said that now that the domestic economy is developing rapidly and has a good momentum, he has come back to start a business. "
Lu Beicen listened to the old man's proud tone, and then looked at the gentle helplessness on the hip-hop master's face. He felt that this family was really interesting, and he couldn't help but have some thoughts in his heart.
"Yes, I walked around Qianyang today and read some information. I really feel that our future in Qianyang is very good. I think some of the people in the hip-hop circle just now should have returned from abroad, like the great god
There are many people who have returned to China to start their own businesses, right?" Lu Beicen deliberately steered the topic in the direction he wanted to know.
The master couldn't figure out how a little girl like Lu Beicen could be interested in such things as investing in and starting a business. He could only say with embarrassment: "What master, they are just making fun of me. My name is Qi Yuanlang, what do you call me."
"Ah, my name is Lu Beicen. Mr. Qi can just call me Xiaolu." Lu Beicen saw that the great man was obviously wrapped a little tightly, so he brought the topic to the old man who had just taken a sip of wine.
"The little girl's name is quite special. What are the characters in it? Do you have a business card?" Mr. Qi stopped following Lu Beicen's topic this time.
Lu Beicen was slightly excited in his heart. On his first day at work, he was sent a bunch of information and foreign work. How could he have time to print business cards? But if his identity could not be confirmed today, it would be difficult to continue this topic. He
That idea might be aborted.
"I just joined the job and haven't had time to print my business card yet. My name is quite rare. It's just these words..." Lu Beicen had an idea and took out his work permit from his backpack. He was secretly glad that yesterday was a good thing.
If you want to apply for the parking card, you must first apply for the work permit.
Mr. Qi took Lu Beicen's work permit. He was obviously presbyopic. He glanced at it from a distance, then handed the work permit to his son and said: "This Cen is the one where the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky. That Cen master
Is it Cen?"
Lu Beicen was amused by the old man's subtle wisdom and wanted to laugh again. He just concealed it and took the coffee on the table and took another big sip.
Qi Yuanlang nodded cooperatively and said, "Well, that poem is called "Jian Jin Jiu" and was written by Li Bai.
Mr. Qi handed the certificate back to Lu Beicen and said with a smile: "The little girl's family is also a cultural person. It is interesting to get this name."
Qi Yuanlang, on the other hand, looked at Lu Beicen's cup of coffee and asked curiously: "How can you not suffer from insomnia after drinking such a cup of coffee this late at night?"
"I just have to write something in the evening. Without this cup of coffee, I don't know if I can keep going. The manuscript I want to write is related to the economic development of Qianyang. I just heard from the old gentleman that you will return to China to start a business.
So I just asked one more thing, don't mind." For someone with an above-average IQ, Lu Beicen had no choice but to go straight to the point.
Qi Yuanlang was a little surprised by Lu Beicen's honesty. He shook his head and said: "This is not a business secret. As far as I know, there are not many people in our country who have returned to start their own businesses, but those who have some financial conditions at home,
There are quite a few people who have gone to university and come back to start their own businesses. Some have technology, some have independent intellectual property rights, and some have resources."
"What type of companies are there probably more of?"
"They are all available, but there are slightly more technology-based companies. There are industrial layouts in the province and city, but no matter what the layout, technology-based companies are more popular."
"Optoelectronic industry cluster? The future is bright. Mr. Qi is also engaged in this industry?"
"Well, we have several patents. It seems that you have really studied our situation in Qianyang. You are all making movies, right? What kind of movie is this?"
"A gift for the 60th anniversary, a project planned by the province." This returnee knew a lot, Lu Beicen thought silently in his heart.
Qi Yuanlang shrugged his eyebrows, looked at Lu Beicen, and asked curiously: "Which university did you graduate from?"
Lu Beicen was stunned by the question, but Mr. Qi next to him also found it strange and asked: "What does this film have to do with graduating from a certain university?"
Mr. Jing Qi asked this question, Lu Beicen suddenly understood, but Qi Yuanlang patiently explained to his father: "Dad, such a gift piece is very heavy..."
Mr. Qi is really a sensible person. He immediately figured out what his son meant. The little girl said it herself. She just joined the job and didn't even have a business card printed. She must have no experience. If she doesn't have experience, she will naturally have something else.
.
"I'm just rushing to put things on the shelf. The manpower in the station is too tight recently. I graduated from University B. Where is Mr. Qi?"
Mr. Qi didn't wait for Qi Yuanlang to speak, but he spoke first: "Hey, there is an alumnus here. Before he studied abroad, he also studied in B University. Let me tell you, your B University is really not easy to pass. He was
But I had to pass the top science test in our city to get in."
Qi Yuanlang was obviously helpless about his father showing off intentionally or unintentionally that he could read. Just as he was about to speak, a middle-aged woman wearing a silk dress and gold-rimmed glasses came out and shouted:
"Lao Qi, haven't you finished your wine yet? We are a regular customer, go and cook!"
"Here it comes!" Mr. Qi stood up, poured the last sip of wine left in the bottle into his mouth, and peeled a salted peanut while saying to Lu Beicen: "Sit down.
I’m going to make a guest appearance.”
Anyway, Lu Beicen's temporary purpose was almost achieved. He quickly stood up and said: "Old sir, hurry up and get busy. It's time for me to go back. It's a bit late."
"Okay, then come with your teacher another day, A Yuan will send you a school friend!" Mr. Qi said politely and politely, and then hurried into the store.
Qi Yuanlang also stood up and said, "Where are you going, Director Lu? Shall I see you off?"
Lu Beicen shrugged his brows. He was obviously not used to this brand new name. He didn't bother to worry about the trivial matter of the name. He just smiled and said, "I'm going to take a taxi across the bridge and cross to the new city."
Qi Yuanlang pointed to the parking lot on the other side of the bridge: "You're a girl, it's not very safe. My car is parked over there, why don't I give you a ride."
This was just like following a passerby and getting into a passerby's car. It wasn't even a nod of acquaintance. How could Lu Beicen take his courtesy seriously? He quickly shook his head and said, "Mr. Qi has had a hard day.
I can just take a taxi, it’s easy to take a taxi at Qiaotou.”
Qi Yuanlang no longer insisted. He just sent Lu Beicen across the street to Qiaotou and took a taxi in a very gentlemanly manner. Then he slowly returned to the outside of the restaurant, threw away the coffee cup that Lu Beicen had drunk, and put it away again.
The dishes I had eaten were brought into the store.
Lu Beicen was sitting in a taxi. In the mottled intersection of light and dark, the new bridge in the distance became more and more bright. New and old, tradition and modernity, human fireworks and high technology, in this city, there is no contradiction.
intersection...
After a twenty-minute drive, Lu Beicen clarified the ideas in his mind, and even came up with a new idea that made him feel a little excited. His mind was filled with all kinds of ups and downs, he paid the fare mechanically, and then strode to the hotel.
Entering the lobby, she thought so much that she quickly put all the things in her mind into words.
As soon as the elevator button was pressed, a familiar voice rang in my ears: "Where have you been? Didn't you say you went back to your room to revise the manuscript?"
Lu Beicen turned around and saw that dizzyingly handsome face, with obvious displeasure and even some hidden anger.
In fact, at this moment, Lu Beicen was like a balloon that had just been inflated. She didn't want to talk to anyone at all, because when she spoke, she was worried that the breath she was holding in her heart would dissipate, and her mind was full of creativity and creativity.
The words and sentences you have already thought about will disappear.
But that was the leader, so Lu Beicen ordered himself to face up to this reality that could not be ignored: "Director, I went out for a walk to get a feel for it."
"Is it necessary to turn off your cell phone when you go out for a walk? Don't you know that in our industry, you can't turn off your phone 24 hours a day, and you can't not answer the phone?"
Lu Beicen was a little speechless. Which line of work are we in? Fire and emergency services or public security? Even in TV stations, such regulations generally only apply to the news department, right? However, Lu Beicen still took out his mobile phone from his bag silently.
, and sure enough it was shut down due to lack of power.
Lu Beicen forced himself to squeeze out a trace of apology, and stretched out the dark screen in front of Li Jitao: "I'm sorry, director, I forgot to charge it."
Li Jitao looked at Lu Beicen who stepped into the elevator with a speechless expression, and followed him into the elevator. But except for the two of them, there was really no one else in the elevator, which gave him the space to continue his lecture: "In such a strange place, you
A little girl who goes out without telling anyone is simply unorganized and undisciplined."
As expected, he was a leader. His ability to go up and down the line was as simple as opening his mouth. Lu Beicen took a breath, thought about it, and still didn't say anything. It seemed to have no meaning.