The digital special effects were Jiangbei two years ago at the invitation of Hai Da Pang and chose to inject capital into the shares, and at that time he also took three million from Li Youqing's hand, but in fact, Xiao Nizi almost forgot that there was still this matter, so she was still a little confused when she mentioned this issue.

"Have we invested in any industries before?"

Jiangbei was helpless when he heard this, so he had to recount the scene at that time to reawaken Li Youqing's relevant memories in this regard.

After hearing this, Li Youqing first suddenly realized, and then his face changed suddenly, and he asked seriously: "Is it a loss? Can I still recover my two million? The company is still not there? I really can't go to the office to move some furniture and green plants or something, stop the loss in time!"

"The benefits of digital special effects in the past two years have been good, do you remember the "Wandering Blue"? At that time, Ji Yingzi chose to do post-production at the digital special effects we invested. Jiangbei explained slowly.

In fact, since the release of "Wandering Blue", ordinary people may not know much about this special effects company, but filmmakers in the industry have more or less remembered this name. Thanks to the success of the film's final release, the digital special effects company's business has gradually increased, and its revenue has turned into a profit, and it is thriving.

"It turns out that the post-production of "Wandering Blue" was done by the special effects company we invested in, I don't even know!" Li Youqing suddenly realized.

She is an actress, and she didn't pay much attention to the post-production of the movie after filming "Wandering Blue", but she heard that Mr. Ji Yingzi had been hiding in the special effects company to eat and live, but she didn't know that the special effects company was invested by herself.

Of course, this is also when she first invested, she didn't ask too much, just simply believed in her husband and took out her savings to give him investment.

"I am now a shareholder of a special effects company, and if I take the film for post-production, on the one hand, I can get a relatively low quotation, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as internal digestion, which can greatly reduce the investment cost. ”

In fact, Jiangbei not only plans to hand over the advertising film to the special effects company for production, but also the animation works under the West Action Painting can also be combined with the special effects company to complement each other and make progress together.

Li Youqing listened carefully to his explanation, nodded rhythmically with his little head, and seemed to approve of this proposal very much: "What you said makes sense, then do this, and I'll tell Teacher Ji tomorrow?"

"Yes, let's eat now. Jiang Bei took a quick rib for his wife and put it in the bowl and said.

"Okay, eat, eat. Xiao Nizi was very happy, smiling and squinting her eyes, lowering her head and pulling the rice, full of happiness.

The old man watched all this quietly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show an indescribable smile.

Go for it, it's your last chance to be a starring role.

......

At the end of October, the early winter has arrived, the howling cold wind is raging on the streets, and the Qingjiang hot pot store at the intersection of Azure Road has been renovated, and the vents are wide open to eliminate methane.

The interior of the room is elegantly decorated with a calm atmosphere, and the soft lighting makes every table just right. The nearly 300-square-meter space is bright under the professional decoration, and dozens of hot pot tables are neatly arranged.

On the surrounding walls, the staff is hanging up freshly printed promotional posters, boutique menus, and the endorsement image of Li Youqing combined with hot pot.

The protagonist on the poster walks back and forth in the hot pot restaurant, directing the staff to make the poster look good and aesthetically pleasing.

Jiang Bei sat alone on the sofa at the door for guests to wait in line, holding a notebook and catching up with the story content of "Robot Cat".

"Dada~"

At this time, the sound of footsteps came, and Huang Jinchang, who served as the general manager of Qingjiang hot pot, came over calmly and said: "Boss, at present, the recruitment, training, supply, and preparation of employees have all been prepared, and the main restaurant of Qingjiang hot pot can also be officially put into use in two days." ”

I'm here to report back.

Hearing this, Jiang Bei raised his head and smiled at Huang Jinchang, expressing his approval and instructing: "It's good, but I suggest that staff training must be strengthened. After all, we are a brand that focuses on service. ”

"I understand. Huang Jinchang nodded in response.

"Yes"

The scene quieted down, and Jiang Bei lowered his head and continued to work on his story.

But not long after, he raised his head again and asked suspiciously, "Is there anything else about Manager Huang?"

Yes.

Huang Jinchang did not leave, but kept standing still, wanting to speak and stopping.

Seeing that the boss opened his mouth to ask, Huang Jinchang hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, about my niece's household registration......

Jiang Bei's brows furrowed when he heard this, and he remembered that the previous transaction between the two parties was a hot pot recipe and an account, and now that Huang Jinchang opened his mouth to inquire about this matter, it must be that the account has not been able to be completed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bei soothed: "Wait a minute, I'll ask you." ”

After that, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call to Liangliang.

"Sorry, the call you made is down......"

it!

This damn Zhang Jiuliang, can you try to pay some phone bills yourself?

A minute later, after successfully helping the gambling king pay the phone bill, the call was finally successfully connected.

"Hey, brother, how can you get through to me!"

"And how can you stand the phone down?"

"It doesn't matter if the phone is down, I have WIFI!"

Jiangbei: "......"

It made sense, and he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

"Forget it, I have something to ask you, why hasn't Huang Jinchang's niece's account been completed yet?"

"Xiao Huang's niece's hukou? Actually, the hukou is no problem, but Xiao Huang's niece doesn't seem to agree with moving from the original hukou to Azure City, she said to think about it, I don't wait for her reply!"

"Disagree?"

"Yes, this girl doesn't just disagree, and now she runs to the west every day to draw the office, saying that she wants to learn to draw illustrations to make money to support herself, but she is a minor, how dare I let coriander hire her? It is illegal to hire child labor. ”

"This ......"

Jiang Bei looked up at Huang Jinchang who was standing aside.

......

In an ordinary three-story building on Heng'an East Road, the office of Xixing Painting is set up here, and with the establishment of Doraemon project, the company has also begun to be busy.

I have to mention here that women studying art are much higher than men, and I don't know if it's because of the Anseong gambling king's intention, but now the three illustrators and eight staff members of Xixing are all women.

Of course, it also includes Kana Nozawa, the general manager of Sai Action Painting.

And except for Nozawa coriander, the rest of the personnel are relatively young, with an average age of twenty-three, which can be described as full of youthful vitality.

Since they are all young people's office space, the decoration style and atmosphere inside are naturally more cheerful and pleasant, and every employee's face is more or less full of smiles, and the office is full of laughter.

But in the midst of all the laughter there was a child out of place, who was lying alone on a table, with a serious face holding a pencil and sketching one stroke at a time.

Judging by her unfamiliar movements and limbs, she does not seem to be proficient in this aspect.

Her name is Zhao Ling'an, she is 12 years old this year, and she is Huang Jinchang's niece.

But she herself doesn't think so, because she and Huang Jinchang don't have any blood relationship, so in fact, she herself is very resistant to outsiders saying that she is Huang Jinchang's niece.

She is the daughter of Zhao Ling'an, Zhao Huai'an and Song Lingxi.

"Ling'an, have you finished the sketch?"

There was a shout not far away, Zhao Lingan waved away his inner thoughts, put down his pencil and picked up the sketch he had just drawn and ran in the direction of the sound.

"My aunt, it's already been drawn. ”

"Let me see... Yo! The painting is really good, it seems that Xiao Ling'an has the potential to become a painter. ”

"It's really good, I suggest that Ling'an apply for the art university when he grows up, and maybe he can really make some achievements in this area. ”

The young ladies around her were all praising her, which made Zhao Ling'an's heart inevitably feel a little happy, but she didn't want to engage in the painting industry, and the reason why she wanted to learn to paint was just to find a way to support herself.

What she wants most is to revive the career of her ancestors, let the deceased Sanwu hot pot restaurant reappear in front of the world, and win glory for her dead father.

But these were secrets, and she was not allowed to tell anyone, including her so-called uncle.

Although the western action painting is small, the welfare is really good, lunch and dinner are all included every day, and there is afternoon tea in the afternoon. Although Zhao Lingan is not an employee inside, because she is young and loved by everyone, she will prepare a copy of it for both the main meal and afternoon tea.

The little girl was very happy, so that she could be regarded as self-reliant, and did not need the so-called uncle's help.

After having dinner in Xixinghua, Zhao Lingan walked down after cleaning the company, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a windbreaker standing in the distance.

She just glanced at it and turned away.

This is her uncle, Huang Jinchang.

Huang Jinchang followed, approached in a few steps, and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you want to study?"

"I don't have the money to read anything?" Zhao Lingan said without looking back.

"I've got a job and can afford to get you through college. Huang Jinchang said with a frown.

"I don't want your money, I can earn it myself. The little girl still faced straight forward and refused to stop.

"You are only twelve years old, and the country does not allow you to work at this age, where are you going to earn money?" Huang Jinchang sighed after speaking, and said: "Ling'an, don't make trouble, listen to your uncle's words and go back to study, and it's not too late for you to come out again when you succeed in studying in the future." ”

Xiao Ling'an's footsteps suddenly stopped, turned his head and shouted at Huang Jinchang: "You are not my uncle, you are an outcast who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors!"

Huang Jinchang was stunned for a moment, and his face gradually became gloomy: "Who told you?"

"Everybody says that, you're a heinous villain!"

"Smack~"

A crisp slap hit Xiao Ling'an in the face, but she didn't cry, she didn't be timid, she looked at Huang Jinchang stubbornly, and the tears in her eyes flickered.

Huang Jinchang looked at the twelve-year-old stubborn little girl in front of him, his anger turned into a long sigh, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Ling'an's hand and walked forward.

It was very windy.

Blown a word.

"Xiao Ling'an, you have to remember, even if everyone says that I am not good in every way, I am heinous. But as long as I treat you well, you are not allowed to say that I am at fault. ”

"Don't ...... at all"

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