On the Ferris wheel, hearing Zheng Ge's question, Ren Feifei quickly recalled and said, "The story collection is being sorted out and has not yet been published." The story you told today can also be included in it. ”

"Okay, I'm talking about a few, you record it, publish it as soon as possible, I want to see a physical collection of stories. ”

Zheng Ge knew that Ren Feifei didn't know much about the situation, and he didn't blame her. This matter was originally handed over to Huang Liya, but Huang Liya went to North America halfway, and it was normal to be delayed.

Ren Feifei nodded hurriedly and wrote it down.

Luoluo, who was lying in Zheng Ge's arms, blinked with big eyes, his face full of anticipation and curiosity.

It seems that every night, listening to my grandmother sleep with these stories.

......

Sitting on the Ferris wheel, holding my goddaughter, and leisurely telling small stories, I feel very comfortable.

It would be nice if there was a daughter when.

For his daughter, he likes it a lot.

Although he needed an excellent son to inherit his family business.

But the girl is the father's little padded jacket, and the well-behaved and lovely daughter is quite likable.

There is only one bad thing, my daughter is going to marry when she grows up.

......

Before you know it, the Ferris wheel is spinning.

Zheng Ge walked off the Ferris wheel with Luoluo in his arms, and said with a smile: "Luoluo, shall we go to the Trojan Horse?"

"Okay!"

Luoluo lay lazily in Zheng Ge's arms.

Zheng Ge smiled and walked towards the Ferris wheel.

......

I was playing all the way, and before I knew it, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Zheng Ge took Luoluo to have lunch nearby, and in the afternoon, he continued to stroll around and experience various amusement facilities.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, a little tired from playing, they came to a bubble tea shop, ready to take a break.

"Mr. Zheng?"

In the playground, Zheng Ge was sitting in a bubble tea shop resting with Luoluo in his arms, when he suddenly heard a shout.

When Zheng Ge heard this, he turned his head to look, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, it was Song Qingzhu again, and she was holding a little girl about 10 years old in her hand.

"Mr. Song, how many times has this been?"

Zheng Ge stood up and smiled.

Song Qingzhu pursed his lips and smiled, pulled the little girl over, and said, "It's the sixth time, alas! When can I officially make an appointment with Mr. Zheng? This is such a coincidence every time." ”

Zheng Ge calculated, it was indeed the sixth time he met Song Qingzhu.

The point is, every time it's a coincidence.

The first time was to hide from the rain, in a café.

The second time it seemed to be a business trip back to the magic capital, and I met at the airport by chance, and we had a meal together.

The third time seems to be on August 1 last year, when the movie "Red Wolf" was released, and after watching the movie with Guan Rui, he met Song Qingzhu and his younger brother Song Qingmu.

The fourth time was also in a café, and it seemed that it was also sheltering from the rain?

The fifth time was in the capital, and it seems that I met when I was with Guan Rui in a café.

This is the sixth time.

"yes, coincidentally, it's ...... Your daughter?"

Zheng Ge looked at the little girl beside Song Qingzhu.

Song Qingzhu is 29, right? It is not surprising that he has a daughter who is about 10 years old.

"Say what. Song Qingzhu rolled his 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. Looking at Zheng Ge's gaze, he was a little curious.

"Good, just call my brother. Zheng Ge said with a smile.

Song Qingzhu quipped: "Mr. Zheng is also 26, right? My family Shanshan is only 9 years old, is it really good to call my brother?"

"Haha, it's okay to call uncle. ”

Zheng Ge laughed.

Song Qingzhu smiled and said, "This is your daughter?"

"Guess half right, I'm my goddaughter, Luoluo. Zheng Ge touched the little girl's head and smiled.

"Goddaughter......" Song Qingzhu pondered for a moment, and her beautiful eyes turned. In recent years, because of the immoral behavior of some people, the word goddaughter has been somewhat polluted.

"Don't ponder. Zheng Ge said with a glare.

Song Qingzhu touched Luoluo's little head, chuckled, and said, "The little girl is so cute." ”

Luoluo, call Aunt Song. Zheng Ge said with a smile.

"Hello Aunt Song. Luo Luo shouted obediently.

Song Qingzhu's face was not good-looking, "What is the name of Auntie, just call Sister ". ”

Zheng Ge was speechless, you are all a three-year-old person, so embarrassed to let a six- or seven-year-old girl call you sister?

Luoluo blinked, "Aunt Song, I can't call you sister." ”

"Why?" Song Qingzhu said curiously.

"Because then, you and my godfather are not equal!" Luo Luo said as he bit his fingers.

Song Qingzhu: "......"

It seems that Luoluo is Zheng Ge's daughter, let him call his goddaughter his sister, and he is really shorter than Zheng Ge.

Shaking her head slightly, she reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, and chuckled: "The little girl is so smart." ”

Immediately, she looked at Zheng Ge, "Do you want to have a drink?"

"Sit down. ”

Zheng Ge pulled Luoluo and said, "Luoluo, is it okay to play with my sister?"

"Good. Luo Luo nodded obediently and left his seat.

Ren Feifei took her and Shanshan and walked towards the seats on the side.

Watching the two little girls walk away, Zheng Ge took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "I have to say that I have a lot of fate with Mr. Song." ”

To be honest, this kind of fate even made him a little suspicious. I wonder if Song Qingzhu is monitoring his itinerary. But come to think of it, it shouldn't be!

His itinerary is not fixed!

Just like when I came to the playground today, I didn't tell anyone during the period.

Of course, it is also possible that Song Qingzhu knew that he was here, and deliberately created a coincidence.

These are also speculations.

Perhaps, I and her are really destined?

Song Qingzhu smiled and said, "It's so fateful, how about we talk about cooperation?"

Zheng Ge chuckled lightly, and asked without replying: "By the way, speaking of cooperation, the last time you went to the capital, how did you talk about it? I heard that you didn't talk about it with Taobao Group later?"

"It's yellow. ”

Song Qingzhu said regretfully, "The public welfare projects we planned are completely yellow. ”

Zheng Ge was silent and didn't ask much.

Song Qingzhu smiled, "I haven't said it yet, how about we cooperate on a project?"

"I haven't said it yet, what project?"

Zheng Ge asked.

"What do you think of VR?" asked Song Qingzhu.

“VR？”

Zheng Ge was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "You are also optimistic about this industry?"

Song Qingzhu's eyes flickered, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's not good to say, I feel that VR may be a new era cruise ship." Just like the Internet at the beginning, those who get tickets on the ship in time are out of control. ”

"But VR is an emerging field, and even abroad, there are no reference cases. Unlike the original Internet, you can refer to the development model of foreign Internet. Therefore, it is a bit difficult to say where this industry will develop. Perhaps, this is an opportunity. Perhaps, it's a giant pit. ”