On the Ferris wheel, after hearing Zheng Ge's question, Ren Feifei recalled it quickly and said: "The story collection is being compiled and has not been published yet. The story you told today can also be included in it."
"Okay, I'm going to talk about a few. You can record them and publish them as soon as possible. I want to see a physical collection of stories."
Zheng Ge knew that Ren Feifei didn't understand the situation very well, so he didn't blame her. This matter was originally handed over to Huang Liya, but Huang Liya went to North America midway, so it was normal for her to be delayed.
Ren Feifei nodded quickly and wrote it down.
Lying in Zheng Ge's arms, Luo Luo blinked her big eyes, her face full of expectation and curiosity.
It seems like every night, I fall asleep listening to my grandma telling these stories.
…
Sitting on the Ferris wheel, holding my goddaughter in my arms and telling stories leisurely, I felt very comfortable.
It would be great if I had a biological daughter sometime.
He likes his daughter very much.
Although he needs a good son to inherit his family business.
But the daughter is her father's little cotton-padded jacket, a well-behaved and lovely daughter, and she is quite lovable.
The only bad thing is that my daughter will get married when she grows up.
…
Unknowingly, the Ferris wheel turned around.
Zheng Ge walked off the Ferris wheel with Luoluo in his arms and said with a smile: "Luoluo, shall we go ride the Trojan horse?"
"OK!"
Luoluo lay lazily in Zheng Ge's arms.
Zheng Ge smiled and walked towards the Ferris wheel.
…
While playing all the way, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon before I knew it.
Zheng Ge took Luoluo to have lunch nearby. In the afternoon, he continued shopping and experienced various recreational facilities.
At about four o'clock in the afternoon, they were a little tired from playing, so they came to a milk tea shop to take a rest.
"Mr. Zheng?"
In the amusement park, Zheng Ge hugged Luoluo and was sitting in a milk tea shop to rest when he suddenly heard a shout.
Hearing this, Zheng Ge turned around and looked with a flash of surprise in his eyes. It was Song Qingzhu again. She was holding a little girl about 10 years old in her hand.
"Mr. Song, how many times has this happened?"
Zheng Ge stood up and smiled.
Song Qingzhu pursed her lips and smiled, pulling the little girl over and saying, "This is the sixth time, ugh! When can we officially make an appointment with Mr. Zheng? It's such a coincidence every time."
Zheng Ge calculated and found that it was indeed the sixth time he met Song Qingzhu.
The point is, every time it's a chance encounter.
The first time was hiding from the rain in a cafe.
The second time it seemed that I was returning to Shanghai from a business trip, and we met by chance at the airport and had a meal together.
The third time seemed to be on August 1 last year, when the movie "Red Wolf" was released. After watching the movie with Guan Rui, I met Song Qingzhu and his younger brother Song Qingmu.
The fourth time was also in a coffee shop, and it seemed that I was also taking shelter from the rain?
The fifth time was in Beijing, I think I met Guan Rui in a coffee shop.
This is the sixth time.
"Yes! What a coincidence, this is... your daughter?"
Zheng Ge looked at the little girl next to Song Qingzhu.
Is Song Qingzhu 29? It’s not surprising that he has a daughter who is about 10 years old.
"What are you talking about?" Song Qingzhu rolled her eyes and said, "I don't even have a boyfriend yet. This is my niece, my sister's daughter Shanshan. Shanshan, come and call Uncle Zheng."
"Hello, Uncle Zheng." The girl named Shanshan shouted obediently. She looked at Zheng Ge curiously.
"Be good, just call me brother." Zheng Ge said with a smile.
Song Qingzhu joked: "Mr. Zheng is 26, right? My Shanshan is only 9 years old. Is it really okay to call me brother?"
"Haha, you can also call me uncle."
Zheng Ge laughed.
Song Qingzhu smiled and said, "Is this your daughter?"
"You're half right, my goddaughter, Luo Luo." Zheng Ge touched the little girl's head and smiled.
"Goddaughter..." Song Qingzhu pondered over the word, and her beautiful eyes turned. These days, due to the immoral behavior of some people, the word goddaughter has become somewhat polluted.
"Stop thinking blindly." Zheng Ge stared.
Song Qingzhu touched Luo Luo's little head, chuckled and said, "The little girl is so cute."
"Luo Luo, call Aunt Song." Zheng Ge said with a smile.
"Hello, Aunt Song." Luoluo shouted obediently.
Song Qingzhu's face looked ugly, "What do you call aunt? Just call me sister."
Zheng Ge was speechless. You are already a third-year-old. How dare you ask a six or seven-year-old girl to call you sister?
Luoluo blinked, "Aunt Song, I can't call you sister."
"Why?" Song Qingzhu asked curiously.
"Because of that, you and my godfather are not equal!" Luoluo said, biting her fingers.
Song Qingzhu: "..."
It seems that it is true that Luoluo is Zheng Ge's daughter, so if he asks his adopted daughter to call him sister, she is really a generation shorter than Zheng Ge.
Shaking her head slightly, she reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, and said with a chuckle: "The little girl is so smart."
Then she looked at Zheng Ge and asked, "Would you like a drink?"
"Sit down."
Zheng Ge pulled Luoluo and said, "Luoluo, would you like to play with your sister?"
"Okay." Luo Luo nodded obediently and left her seat.
Ren Feifei took her and Shanshan to the seats next to them.
Watching the two little girls walk away, Zheng Ge took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "I have to say, I am quite destined to Mr. Song."
To be honest, this kind of fate even made him a little suspicious. He wondered whether Song Qingzhu was monitoring his itinerary. But think about it, he shouldn't be!
His schedule is not fixed!
Just like coming to the amusement park today, it was just an impromptu decision and I didn’t tell anyone.
Of course, it is also possible that Song Qingzhu knew that she was here and deliberately created a chance encounter.
These are also all guesses.
Maybe, he and she are really destined?
Song Qingzhu smiled and said: "We are so destined, how about we talk about cooperation?"
Zheng Ge chuckled lightly and asked without replying: "By the way, speaking of cooperation, how was the negotiation going when you went to the capital last time? I heard that we didn't reach an agreement with Taobao Group later on?"
"It's yellow."
Song Qingzhu regretted, "The public welfare project we planned was completely ruined."
Zheng Ge was silent and didn't ask any more questions.
Song Qingzhu smiled and said, "We haven't said anything yet. How about we collaborate on a project?"
"I haven't said anything yet. What project?"
Zheng Ge asked.
"What do you think of VR?" Song Qingzhu asked.
"vr?"
Zheng Ge was stunned and said with a smile: "Are you also optimistic about this industry?"
Song Qingzhu's eyes flickered, he shook his head slightly, and said: "I can't tell, but I feel that VR may be a cruise ship of a new era. Just like the Internet back then, those who got the tickets in time and boarded the ship were out of control."
"But VR is an emerging field, and even in foreign countries, there are no reference cases. Unlike the original Internet, we can refer to the development model of foreign Internet. Therefore, it is a bit difficult to say how far this industry will develop. Perhaps,
This is an opportunity. Or maybe, it’s a huge pit.”