"Kind of interesting!" After Wang Changlong read the documents in his hand, he threw them on the desk, and said with a smile to the bald middle-aged man standing in front of him: "An Feiyun, this kid really has two hits, he actually thought of this trick to win the land in the new area, what kind of animation base will he use to establish it?" ”

"Anime base? It's a good plan, although the current Yunjun company is not big, but it is developing rapidly, if it is vigorously supported by the government, maybe it will really become a climate in the future, which is indeed a bit troublesome. Although the bald middle-aged man has a good appearance, his eyes exude a sense of anger, which makes people know at a glance that he is not easy to match, but at this moment, in front of Wang Changlong, he is extremely humble.

"The development of the cultural industry, as early as a few years ago the state has begun to vigorously advocate, if Yunjun company really develops, for those officials in the city, it is indeed a great achievement." Wang Changlong sneered slightly: "No wonder they broke the agreement and handed over the land to the An Group, what is the origin of the one named Song Jun?" ”

"A few months ago, I was just an ordinary unemployed vagrant, but then I don't know where to find a mysterious production team, and all the animations of Yunjun Company were provided by that team."

"Could it have something to do with Chen Ning?" Wang Changlong frowned.

"Probably not, Chen Ning just opened a private detective club, and it is impossible to have anything to do with anime." The bald middle-aged man said with a flat face, but when he talked about Chen Ning's private detective club, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Wang Changlong glanced at the bald middle-aged man with a smile: "I heard that your son was beaten up by that person named Song Jun a while ago?" ”

"Hehe, it's just a fight between children!"

"Let's work so hard, in the final analysis, isn't it just to let the child live a more decent life, I've seen your child a few times, a very sensible child, you, as a father, let him suffer so much grievance?"

"What does Mr. Wang mean?" The bald middle-aged man is Yu Fuyao's father, Yu Haijiang. He is also the owner of the largest underground money bank in Suzhou, and concurrently serves as the department manager of the demolition department of Tianhe Real Estate, but unfortunately because he 'suffered' from intermittent psychosis, he was "dismissed" by Wang Changlong after being released from prison.

Wang Changlong made a gesture to wipe his neck.

Yu Haijiang hesitated a little: "This ......"

"Although your underground bank was seized by the police, there should still be a lot of people, right? I don't understand that An Feiyun can't move, but it's just an upstart without any roots. You can't handle it? Wang Changlong frowned.

Yu Haijiang smiled bitterly: "Although Chen Ning's madman has become a vegetative person, his subordinates are very loyal, and he has launched a crazy revenge on my subordinates in the past few days, and Song Jun is his brother-in-law, I think there will be someone to protect him, now that the limelight has just passed, I am afraid that there will be a lot of trouble if I do it." ”

Wang Changlong waved his hand: "Don't worry too much about this, Tianhe Real Estate has indeed suffered a lot of turmoil recently, but my connections are still there." As long as you take care of this matter, when my company recovers, it will be no problem to support you again. ”

Yu Haijiang's face showed a touch of joy: "Thank you, Mr. Wang." ”

"Well, things are done cleanly!" Wang Changlong said with a smile.

After Yu Haijiang left, Wang Changlong leaned back on the chair, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, thought about it, and turned on the computer on the desk.

"The hope of the rise of Guoman?" Browse the online evaluation of Yunjun company. Wang Changlong sneered: "What's the matter with me." ”

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"Do you want to soak my sister?" Song Jun looked at the tall boy in front of him who was wearing a football uniform and was about the same height as him. He asked, without any emotion in his eyes.

According to Song Xiaoyue's introduction, he knew that the boy's name was Wang Ming, and he was a sports student in the school, and he had been harassing her since he learned that she was his sister. So Song Jun didn't have any politeness to him.

"Hehe, Brother Song, don't get me wrong, it's just that you have a good impression!" Wang Ming scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a flushed face.

"I have no objection to having a good feeling. But what is it to deliver flowers and water to the classroom every day? You're a sports student, so you don't need to do well in exams, but my sister is in the critical stage of her third year of high school, is it interesting for you to do this? Song Jun said impatiently: "Don't bother her in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”

The boy blushed, his fists clenched suddenly, and then he let go, raised his head and stared at Song Jun angrily, but thinking of the latter's force value, he lowered his head weakly, and said in his mouth: "I have always regarded you as an idol before, but I didn't expect you to be such an arrogant and unreasonable person, is it wrong that I like Xiaoyue?" Why are you interfering with us? ”

Wang Ming was really angry, he originally thought that Song Jun was a man of temperament and had always regarded him as an idol, so he paid attention to Song Xiaoyue, but now seeing him so arrogant and unreasonable, he suddenly had a feeling that his idol image had collapsed.

Song Jun didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, glanced at his sister standing beside him, and asked, "Xiaoyue, do you like him?" ”

"I don't like ......" Song Xiaoyue whispered behind Song Jun's back, she not only didn't like Wang Ming, a big man, but was also frightened by his initiative.

"Xiaoyue, ...... you" Wang Ming's face suddenly turned pale, he is the main force of the basketball team in the school, and he is also very handsome, he belongs to the kind of school grass level character, I thought that my full pursuit of Song Xiaoyue would make her feel a little good about herself, but I didn't expect the other party to say it so decisively.

Song Jun saw that he was a little pitiful, his tone softened, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Even if you fall in love, you have to divide the time, now that you are all in your third year of high school, even if you catch up with my sister, what's the use?" So let it go, it won't do you any good if it goes on like this,"

Leaving Wang Ming, who was lost and depressed, Song Jun and Song Xiaoyue got into the van and drove to school.

"Brother, thank you!" After talking to Wang Ming clearly, Song Xiaoyue was relieved, and the whole person became relaxed.

"Thank you, you still focus on studying now, don't be like my brother, regret it after graduation." Song Jun said in an old-fashioned manner.

"Isn't it bad to be like you?" Song Xiaoyue looked at Song Jun adoringly: "You are only less than twenty-two years old, you have your own company, and now I don't know how many people regard you as an idol, and there are a few people in our class who are clamoring to drop out of school and start a business." ”

Song Jun was dumbfounded, if he didn't have the system, where would he have so many achievements now, his success was almost impossible to replicate.

"Brother, it's your birthday in a few days, what gift do you want?"

"Birthday?" Song Jun was a little puzzled, then thought about it and said, "Isn't my birthday in April, it's already over." ”

It's no wonder that Song Jun is sloppy, according to the atmosphere of Song Village, only the old man who has passed the age of sixty will have a birthday, and he will have a birthday at a young age, which is to be laughed at by the villagers, and the previous Song Jun was just an ordinary otaku, where would anyone pay attention to his birthday, so after a long time, he forgot about it.

"That's the date of birth on your ID card, can it be calculated, my mother engraved our birthdays in the old wardrobe in her room for more than 20 years, I have seen it, your birthday is October 3rd, just during the National Day, hehe, count it, you are only twenty-one and a half years old." Song Xiaoyue said proudly.

"Is that so?" Song Jun scratched his head indifferently, and suddenly had an idea, and said, "If that's the case, then I can pretend to be forced on the scarf again." ”

Now his 200 million popular characters have been completed by nearly half, reaching 98 million, but popularity is such a thing, there are ups and downs, if you can't maintain the popularity and topics on the screen, you will soon be gradually forgotten, and this is the most difficult part of this task.

Song Xiaoyue looked at him speechlessly, not knowing what to say. But in my heart, I have already decided that I must give him a big surprise on his birthday.

But what to give? Song Xiaoyue frowned and thought about it.

After sending Song Xiaoyue to school, Song Jun drove the car back to the house, at this time the guests were almost all dispersed, there was only one table in the center of the courtyard, Song Sange was guessing with the sixth uncle and brother, next to Song Dad and a few uncles in the village, smiling and watching on the side, his face was flushed, and he was already a little drunk.

Song Jun said hello, walked directly to his mother's room, opened the wardrobe, took a look, and found that what Song Xiaoyue said was really good.

"Xiaojun, what are you doing, hurry up and drink!" The slight voice of the sixth uncle came from the courtyard.

Song Jun smiled slightly, walked over, and then told the sixth uncle's car glass about the "crash" by the way, and took out all the Grandpa Mao in his wallet to compensate, about seven or eight hundred yuan.

"It's all a family, nothing money." The sixth uncle didn't look at it, directly pushed his hand away, then poured him a glass of white wine, and said in a loud voice: "Drink!" ”

"My dad drank too much...... "Third Brother Song whispered to Song Jun, but halfway through his speech, he was slapped on the dog's head by his own old man, and he was speechless.

Song Jun looked at a full glass of liquor and smiled bitterly.

Time slipped away quietly, and in just two days, it passed in a flash.

On September 30, Song Jun routinely recorded Zhuxian 2 and the Romance of the Dragon and Snake, and then exercised, by the way, practiced the kung fu in the Dragon and Snake, and at noon, Lin Ling's phone called and told Song Jun a good news.

The Japanese version of Breaking the Sky will be broadcast on the Japanese nico website on October 1st! (To be continued......)