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Chapter 128 I also seem to have a property in the capital

Dad left a note for himself? Yang Ruoyi gratefully took the folded piece of paper, then carefully spread it out to read.

On it, Yang Han wrote a few lines of words in vigorous, yet neat and square handwriting:

"Yiyi:

Dad watched you dance today, and also saw your persistence to the final victory!

Wherever you fall, you get up.

This sentence is perfectly interpreted by you. Dad is very proud of you!

Although dad had to catch a flight and didn't have time to eat with you, he made you your favorite food.

I hope that while you continue to run forward, face cold looks and ridicule, and continue to let your dreams shine, don’t forget to take care of yourself!

——I hope you can come home soon, my salty fish dad.”

Without the last sentence, the note written by her father was actually very sentimental. Yang Ruoyi was so moved that she almost burst into tears. But when she saw the last pot of "go home early" that she didn't mention, the girl suddenly became angry.

I laughed, and the emotion I had just brewed was gone...

"What are you talking about!" Yang Ruoyi couldn't help complaining. She folded the note a few times randomly and stuffed it into her trouser pocket angrily.

I just complained about you once, do you need to mention it every day?

Moreover, I won’t let you get what you want and I won’t go home early!



The Cantonese cuisine cooked by Yang Han may not be to everyone's taste. After all, many people like spicy food, and the dishes Yang Han cooks, even the fried pork with green pepper, are not too spicy.

But this intention is worthy of everyone's praise! Even other trainees who came to the canteen later to eat had some dishes and expressed their envy of Yang Ruoyi's father's cooking skills.

After eating and drinking, Yang Ruoyi happily went back to the hotel dormitory with her friends.

She didn't rush to take a shower. Instead, she spread out the folded papers in her pocket, smoothed them out, and carefully put them into the notebook where she recorded her dance steps.

"Hey, Yiyi, do you remember Fu Chan splitting the watermelon with one hand this afternoon?" Lin Qiuxun ran back jumping from outside. She picked up a big watermelon from nowhere and placed it on the table with a bang.

Go up, and then said to Yang Ruoyi with a smile, "Do you want to learn?"

"I can't do it? How can I split such a hard watermelon?" Yang Ruoyi said in surprise.

"Hehe, as long as the skills are used well, even a beautiful girl like Feifei can do it, let alone you!" Lin Qiuyi obviously knew the secret behind this performance, she said proudly.

"Did something happen?" Tang Wenfei also heard the clues at this time, and the girl who had put on beautiful suspender pajamas came over and asked curiously.

"Of course it's tampered with! Otherwise, you'd think we are all strong men!" Lin Qiuxun took out a coin and showed it to Yang Ruoyi and others with excitement.

"How did you do it?" Yu Xiaoqi also came around to watch with interest.

"That's it..." Lin Qiuxun took the one-dollar coin and began to scratch it in the middle of the watermelon.

It took a little effort, but before long, Lin Qiuxun made a thin, deep slit in the middle of the watermelon's skin!

Scrape the sides a few more times.

"You can see clearly now, but if you go a little further, and then I turn around like this, won't you be able to see it anymore?" Lin Qiuxun demonstrated.

"Wow!" Yang Ruoyi had already figured out the general idea of ​​Lin Qiuxun's "manipulation" at this time, but she still couldn't help but admired it. It was true that if you were a little further away, you couldn't see the gap.

"Come on, who of you will chop it?" Lin Qiuxun said with a smile.

Tang Wenfei was embarrassed to be too violent, but Yu Xiaoqi gave the opportunity to her sisters. After all, there was only one melon.

"Then let me do it!" Yang Ruoyi walked up happily.

"Hi!" the girl cried out sweetly, and struck out with her white and tender little palm. She was afraid of breaking the table, but actually the palm wasn't too hard.

But with a "click", the big watermelon broke like a delicate twig!

"Wow! It really split open!" Yu Xiaoqi exclaimed.

"It's so simple! I didn't use much force!" Yang Ruoyi also widened her beautiful eyes with an incredible look on her face.

It turns out that Sister Fu Chan acted in all the above!

"Where did you get this watermelon? Can you still eat it?" Yu Xiaoqi looked at Lin Qiuxun. The watermelon was smashed. Now the problem is that the watermelon juice has spilled all over the table and needs to be cleaned up...

"Hehe, I came here from Fu Chan's dormitory. Let's eat half and give them half back." Lin Qiuxun said proudly.

"How can I cut it without a knife?"

"Keep smashing!"



When Yang Han flew to the capital, it was already midnight! However, compared to Yang Han, who was used to going to bed early and getting up early, and was now a little sleepy, Dong Yixia, who drove over to pick them up, was still in high spirits.

Among those who work hard in the entertainment industry, how many can maintain a regular schedule like Yang Han, and how many are not night owls?

Of course, it was Wu Maocai who drove Yang Han to the hotel arranged by the program team.

"Boss, this is the new media company we are acquiring and the list of writers we are recruiting for headhunting. Do you want to take a look?" Dong Yixia is already working for Yang Han, so she no longer calls Yang Han Mr. Yang.

It was more cordial for her to address her boss directly.

Yang Han originally wanted to be a hands-off shopkeeper and leave these matters to Dong Yixia and the others, but when he looked at the folder in Dong Yixia's hand, he suddenly felt something in his heart and reached out to take it.

After searching around the list, Yang Han finally saw the name "Gao Yuankai" when he was almost at the back.

Obviously, as the main writer of the relatively well-known entertainment public account "Qianxianxingwen", Gao Yuankai has also become Dong Yixia's target.

Dong Yixia didn't know what the boss was looking for, so she continued to report to Yang Han: "... Judging from our headhunters' initial contacts with these self-media and writers, the treatment we offer is quite attractive.

, but a more common problem is that they are still hesitant to leave the capital and go to work in Yangcheng."

"You picked all companies from Beijing?" Yang Han asked in surprise.

"No, we didn't deliberately choose companies in Beijing, but we found these relatively powerful self-media companies. Most of their companies are established in Beijing, with a few in Shanghai and other cities, but there are still more companies in Beijing.

"Dong Yixia explained.

After all, the capital city is also the economic, political, and cultural center of the entire country. Otherwise, why would there be so many people trying to go to Beijing to drift there?

Yang Han was thoughtful. He thought for a while and then said to Dong Yixia: "Then ask Yao Yuansong to register two companies... three companies, one each in Jingcheng, Magic City, and Yangcheng. They can choose where they like to work. Jingcheng

I seem to have some properties. You can ask Yao Yuansong to check them later. If there are unrented offices, arrange them for them! If that doesn’t work, we can rent an office building for use."

Are there any properties in Beijing?

Dong Yixia has a new understanding of the strength of her boss.



"Hey, Brother Han, you're here too! When did you arrive last night? We went to have supper and we didn't see you!" The next day, An Yun and the others met to have breakfast outside and saw Yang Han coming out of his room.

When he opened the door and came out, he screamed in surprise.

"I came back to the hotel very late last night, so I didn't tell you." Yang Han smiled and said, "You guys went to have breakfast. What did you eat?"

"Cai Hongyu is from Beijing. He said he would take us to eat the most authentic fried liver and pork buns!" An Yun said happily, "Brother Han, do you want to come with us?"

"Eating fried liver early in the morning? Such a strong taste? But I like it, hey, let's go, let's go!" Yang Han's words made a 180-degree turn, which also made everyone stunned for a moment, and then they laughed together.

laughed.


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