"Up?" Xie Miaoyi's heart was shocked, and her smile stiffened a lot. When she first established a branch, she was still happy for Zhou Wei and her father.

"I'm no longer in access, but I'm keeping an eye on it. With the current development of Tongda, it is not enough to set up a branch, which will bring an economic burden to the current Tongda. I'm worried that the operation will be unsustainable in the future. Xiang Dingyuan said slowly. It was not difficult for him to make Xie Miaoyi understand this, because she had studied economics. Although he also disagrees with Tongda's current development model, it is not easy to intervene too much. But this time this matter will be related to the survival of Tongda, and he has to stand up. Because access is where he has worked and struggled all his life.

"You, why aren't you in Tongda?" Xie Miaoyi saw a trace of sadness flashing on Xiang Dingyuan's face, and asked with concern.

"Thank you Uncle Xiang for paying attention to the development of Tongda, but you don't have to worry too much, Tongda will not fall into an economic crisis." Xie Miaoyi's heart was put down at once. If you really need it, you will not hesitate to take out the money you have on hand.

"Miaoyi, how are you doing?" Xiang Dingyuan hesitated and asked. His intuition told him that Weiye Media must be the result of Li Runye's involvement.

"Why did Uncle Xiang ask that?" Xie Miaoyi smiled reluctantly, with an unspeakable sadness on her face. Although Li Runye was not mentioned in the newspaper at all, and she did not have the name Li Runye, she Zhou Wei must have betrayed emotionally, although she had no conclusive evidence.

"Kid, there are times when you have to stay awake." Xiang Dingyuan said extremely kindly and lovingly, just like a father.

"Uncle Xiang?" Xie Miaoyi saw the long-lost warmth in the other party's eyes, and tears unconsciously welled up in her eyes.

"If you have any difficulties in the future, remember to come to me." Xiang Dingyuan stood up after speaking.

"Thank you." Xie Miaoyi's heart is full of mixed feelings, firstly because of this sentence that her father told her not long before she died, and secondly, because of her current life.

"Hmm." Xiang Dingyuan took a deep look at Xie Miaoyi, and then walked away without looking back, with a little decline and regret.

Looking at Xiang Dingyuan's back, Xie Miaoyi's eyes blurred again. She remembered her beloved father, and also remembered Zhou Wei's irresponsibility to the family. Some things are clear in my heart, but I just don't want to think about them.

After sitting in the coffee shop for a while, Xie Miaoyi got up and went home-

Huaxia, Yanjing.

For more than a week, Li Ai Zheming was sullen, because he didn't want to fight coldly and didn't want to lose her, but he couldn't let go of Ling Qingya's opinion.

"You did it this time, and you even remembered to invite me to dinner?" Yan Xiong asked with a smile.

"If you insist on paying, I won't stop you, you're richer than me anyway." Ai Zheming glanced up at the other party and continued to pull rice into his mouth.

"I'm stupid, I'll pay, it's easy for you to invite someone to dinner, I have to ......" Yan Xiong glanced at the other party and said in a seemingly worldly manner.

"Then shut up and eat quickly." Ai Zheming glanced at the other party and continued to pull rice. He has been in a bad mood lately, and he always wants to find faults, just like a girl.

"Hey, did you think about it?" Yan Xiong looked like a hanger.

"." Ai Zheming said unceremoniously, and at the same time, he suddenly felt that most of the stuffiness in his heart was dissipated. After graduating, they didn't have much contact with each other, but the few times they met never made the two strangers feel any strange, and they were still as harmonious as ever.

"There's a grow, if you would have said: pay the money and roll the calf." Yan Xiong didn't mind, and smiled.

"yes, people are changing." Ai Zheming suddenly put down the dishes and chopsticks and sighed. Sometimes intellectually it's one thing, but emotionally it's another. He really couldn't figure out what was right and what was wrong.

"As soon as we meet, I have something to do with you, don't be sour there, just say it." Yan Xiong's big hand slapped on the table with a "snap".

The sudden sound nearly choked Ai Zheming to death, and it took him a while to regain his strength.

"Nope." Ai Zheming said softly, not ready to worry about the other party.

"I've researched a very fun game software, and it's still in the self-testing stage, would you like to give it a try?" Yan Xiong asked with bright eyes. Since the other party doesn't want to say it, he doesn't force it.

"Really?" Ai Zheming was skeptical.

"Do you want to take a look, you're the first person in this game besides me and my team!" Yan Xiong said this with a firmness and confidence on his face.

"Let's go!" Ai Zheming suddenly remembered the bold words that Yan Xiong had said, and at that time he only thought that he just liked to play video games, but he didn't expect that he had really taken action and started to bear fruit.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at what Yan Xiong called the studio, a two-bedroom apartment with a very simple decoration. The living room is very clean and tidy, which is where Yan Xiong and his team work.

"Doesn't look bad." Ai Zheming was lamenting the equipment in front of him at this time.

"Better ones are in the back." Yan Xiong said and turned on the computer.

"You can't?" Ai Zheming suddenly thought of a question.

"That's not my interest, it's just to obey my family's arrangement. Only by relying on hard work can you hold it tightly in your hands, and only by relying on the applause won by virtue of your strength can it be regarded as a real victory. Yan Xiong smiled freely. This studio was secretly built by him behind his family's back, and if it weren't for the ostensible need to cater to his family's arrangement, this game would have been out a long time ago.

"You lived so clearly?!" Ai Zheming suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment.

"Brother has always been very philosophical, but he hasn't been exposed." Yan Xiong smiled stinkily, and seemed to be proud and sad.

"Is this the beginning? Aren't you going to tell me about it? Ai Zheming looked at the gorgeous picture on the screen with bright eyes, and he felt that at least the visual effects were really good.

"Talk while you're playing." Yan Xiong stared intently at the computer screen, as if only at this time could he devote himself wholeheartedly.

"I'm afraid of you." Elchem's game is also quite good, although he doesn't play it often and is not obsessed. He always proudly chalked it up to having a high IQ.

……

After a game, Ai Zheming was defeated, but this is also reasonable.

"How does it feel?" Yan Xiong asked confidently. He is quite satisfied with the game he developed.

"Pretty good." Ai Zheming gave a thumbs up and commented objectively.

"It's really in response to that sentence: there is not necessarily a return for paying, but if you want to get a return, you must pay first." Yan Xiong suddenly said with emotion. In the past year, he has really put a lot of effort into this, reaching an almost crazy state, and even eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet are thinking about it, so that he has been criticized many times in his work within his duties.

"Looks like you've put in a lot of work." For the first time, Ai Zheming really changed his impression of Yan Xiong.

"It's all done behind the back of your family, do you say it's hard? But it's hard to buy with money, I'm happy! There was a wry smile and resentment on the corner of Yan Xiong's mouth.

"They're going to be proud of you." Ai Zheming was relieved.

"Perhaps, but that's not what I care about the most." Yan Xiong said insincere, self-deceptive words. In fact, he said this because he was afraid that his expectations would be empty.

Ai Zheming just smiled lightly and didn't say anything. The people of the big family have their own involuntarsion and may never truly understand. But there was one thing he understood, he had to ask her to meet and apologize to her. Because, she was right. As he thought so, he reached out and sent her a message—

Mauritius.

One of the things that has been in the spotlight in Mauritius lately, and which has been covered by almost every media outlets, is that the world's most beautiful competition will be held here. The person in charge of the planning of this competition is the most well-known international planner MrBaronGeorge (Barron George). This old man of more than 60 years old has an extra serious and extremely demanding demand for his work. Therefore, the outside world has always had great expectations for this event, and I feel that this event will definitely have unusual highlights.

This event will be held in two weeks, and it just so happens that Tang Jingjing is still here at that time, she really hopes to be able to go and see it, and Betty also gave her two extremely rare VIP tickets.

But God always seems to like to create a little accident and add some waves to this not very quiet world. Just as preparations for the event were in full swing, the news of Barron George's death came, and a myocardial infarction took the life of this very learned and virtuous old man. A variety of remarks are coming out!

The sudden death of Barron George has caused great distress to the Mauritian authorities, and the citizens have expressed great regret over it. The media is hoping that the municipality will give a clear answer as to whether the event is going ahead as scheduled.

Barron George's most important student, Dean Kuvan, who has a comprehensive understanding of the entire planning plan, said that it was difficult to carry out such a large event alone, and that it was necessary to seek one or two strong assistants to successfully complete the teacher's planning.

In order to live up to the expectations of the citizens, the Mauritian authorities issued a "hero post" on the same day to recruit wise men. But strangely and unsurprisingly, none of the internationally renowned planners came. However, there are some well-known international and local planners who come to sign up, so it is very likely that this will bring a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to some lucky people.

Looking at this "recruitment post", Tang Jingjing's heart was full of emotion.

"Don't you want to try it?". Ling Qingfeng asked softly.