"Hello, aunt, we are Zheng Qian's comrades, my name is Zhang Peng..."
Zhang Peng reacted the fastest and immediately saluted Liang Rong, and then introduced the two comrades behind him in turn.
Wang Gang was also very diligent, taking out the packaged gifts and putting them at home.
At this time, Yang Hongyi also smiled and introduced himself, and said: "Sister-in-law, Zheng Qian is the backbone of our Konghai political and cultural troupe. This time he came back for the military condolences performance mission. He can't stay long..."
Liang Rong reacted and quickly invited a few people in.
The second uncle seemed to be a little too excited. Hearing that a few people hadn't had their morning tea yet, he got on his bicycle and returned to his shop, packing some for breakfast.
Zheng Qian quickly thanked him, took out his wallet, took out the money, and prepared to stuff it into his second uncle's hand.
Who would have thought that the second uncle had a serious face and said: "Did you ever get paid for the food in my shop when you were a child? Take it, these morning teas are not for you, they are for us, the people's soldiers!"
Zhang Peng and others were flattered and stood up one by one to thank their second uncle.
The second uncle said warmly: "Little comrades, eat slowly. If you don't have enough, let me know. There are plenty of them in the shop!"
After his second uncle left, Zheng Qian said, "Mom, where is my dad? Today is Father's Day, and I brought a lot of specialties from the capital..."
Liang Rong smiled and said: "He is so busy all day long that I can't even find him. But he is very happy that you are back. I just called him and he is already on his way back."
Got it!"
Liang Rong told the truth. Since agreeing to her husband's idea of starting a business, Zheng Wei has been as excited as a chicken. He directly registered a dairy company and signed fixed cooperation contracts with hundreds of local dairy farmers.
I took out a loan to build a factory. I would go out before dawn every day, and would not go home until late at night. Sometimes I would eat and live in the factory area.
In addition, he also travels every week, personally flying to various parts of the country to find business, firstly for milk sources and secondly for sales channels. In the past few months, Zheng Wei has lost more than 20 pounds, but his energy level is still the same.
It is extremely plentiful because it mainly produces fresh milk and uses pasteurization method to process it. Although the shelf life is short, it has high nutritional value and good taste, so the market popularity is also very high. Especially recently, Zheng Wei has been promoting his business everywhere, and the market
The profit ratio continues to increase, which gradually erodes the market of room-temperature milk companies.
However, due to the limited shelf life of fresh milk, it is difficult to expand the business to a larger market. This is a necessary price for maintaining the high quality of milk sources.
However, Zheng Wei's persistence was not in vain. In the past two days, several of the top ten dairy companies in Guangdong Province also came to discuss their acquisition intentions...
Zheng Qian didn't ask about this in detail. His father, Zheng Wei, has always been a restless master. His reselling business was prosperous in the early years. Now, it's not surprising that he has changed his career ambitions again.
So while everyone was having morning tea, they introduced Zheng Qian's work style in the past few months to Liang Rong.
Zheng Qian lives up to his name. He is restrained in everything he does and says, and is extremely humble. However, Yang Hongyi likes to exaggerate. Zhang Peng also made a point of getting to know Zheng Qian after leaving the camp. He knew that Zheng Qian was talented and was praised by many industry seniors.
I was optimistic about it, so I started bragging too.
First, Zheng Qian won the championship of three CCTV "Singer" programs, and now he has entered the top ten of the "Chinese Idol" competition area. Next month he will go to the Hunan Satellite TV headquarters to start recording the first episode of the program, and Zheng Qian joined the cultural troupe.
Some major events, among which "March of Steel Torrent" will be performed abroad with heads of state...
Liang Rong doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, but she also knows that there is a talent show "Chinese Idol" recently. After all, many bus stops and school stop signs have relevant promotional posters. Liang Rong also heard many students discuss it in school,
So I learned that my son actually participated in this program and won
I am extremely happy to be among the top ten in the competition and go to Hunan Satellite TV to record "Chinese Idol". "Now I am really bragging. Many students in the classes I teach are paying attention to this program. Duoduo, you can win."
Behave well and I will canvass you for votes, but don’t embarrass your mother!"
Zheng Qian was under great pressure, "Don't you like watching TV? Don't pay attention to these things!"
Liang Rong looked at her son with relief: "But because of you, my mother will watch!"
At this time, Zheng Wei also came back. He was surprised when he saw Zhang Peng and others. After understanding the situation, he was also very happy and shook hands with them one by one. "Zheng Qian is a naughty boy who loves to cause trouble. Please be patient!"
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Zheng Qian looked at his father and was surprised. There were more white hairs on the temples than when they last met, and his skin was tanned. He looked several years older. He couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.
At this time, after listening to Yang Hongyi's bragging about Zheng Qian's deeds, Zheng Wei looked at his son with eyes full of joy. However, as the saying goes, a father's love is like a mountain. Even though there are thousands of words in his heart, he only said one sentence: "
He should! He should do better!"
Later, Zheng Qian asked his father about Duowang Dairy, but Zheng Wei obviously didn't want to talk about it and avoided talking about it. He concentrated on asking Zheng Qian about the honors he had received in the past three months.
At the end, when he heard that his son had been invited to compose a military recruitment song and that he would enter the camp to participate in a condolence performance for the troops in the afternoon, Zheng Wei finally slowly let out the breath he had been holding in his chest for a long time. He patted his son's shoulder hard and praised: "
That’s great! He is indeed a man from my old Zheng family!”
Zheng Qian was embarrassed.
Everyone laughed.
After having morning tea, Zheng Qian said goodbye to his parents, left home, got in a jeep, and began to meet up with the Air Force Art Troupe and headed for the military camp together.
Zhang Peng and others also said goodbye. They were preparing to return to the team early, and maybe they could see Zheng Qian's performance in the camp.
There are more than thirty cadres from the air administration unit who came to Guangdong Province this time, and suona player Zhang Aimin was among them. In addition, major cultural troupes also sent some powerful actors to Guangdong Province, all of whom were Zheng Qian
I saw familiar faces in the rehearsal hall of the Beijing Opera and Dance Theatre. Everyone smiled and greeted each other after meeting, and it was a harmonious scene.
Everyone was wearing their performance uniforms, military uniforms and leather shoes, and looked heroic.
The atmosphere of the art troupe is like this. There is no binding force from the upper and lower levels of the regular army, which is more conducive to unity.
There are fifty or sixty people participating in the entire condolence performance. They will be sent to different camps to perform condolence performances. Zheng Qian and other cadres from the Air Force Political and Art Troupe originally belong to the Air Force system and are the main force of this condolence performance.
, According to the assigned known tasks, Zheng Qian had to perform a total of twelve performances and travel to twelve camps in three days, an average of four performances per day.