Huang Peiqin shook her head, she sighed silently, got up and took Song Mu out of the office.

When the two came to the corridor, Huang Peiqin whispered to Song Mu unabashedly: "Lao Jiao has changed......

Song Mu: "??? ”

I don't know anything yet, why do you open your mouth to give such a big inside story?!

Although Jiao Pengxing has always had some intentions against her, but the director of the first department of the family is even more outrageous, and if he really said that he used Song Mu as an opponent, Song Mu himself didn't believe it.

What is the meaning of Huang Peiqin's so-called "change"?

Without waiting for Song Mu to make up for his own brain, Huang Peiqin said leisurely with a nostalgic look: "I entered the factory later than Lao Mao and Lao Jiao, and my major is not right.

"Some people may say that our animation is useless. Not as good as those scientists, not as good as those workers, not as good as those peasants. But it is in this kind of cynicism that we follow a few masters and spare no effort to support the country. Hold on, and work hard for the animation career of Huaguo.

"We have gone from obscurity, to gradual brilliance, to world-famous, and we have come step by step, from scratch to the forefront of the world. Until that turmoil burned our efforts and hit us back to the prototype again.

"After the turmoil ended, the studio restarted, and Lao Mao, Lao Jiao and I replaced the master and became the backbone of our factory. Just when we were ready to replicate the path of the older generation step by step, and strive to bring the Chinese animation industry back to the international perspective before we retired, the reform and opening up came again......

"Spending at any cost. Holding became a necessity to take care of the cost, and what should have been a great artistic creation became a task instruction. Some people can't stand it, they choose to leave or mess around; Some people gritted their teeth, they wanted to push Huaguo animation to the top again in this dramatically changing environment.

"Lao Mao and I belong to the latter, but Lao Jiao ...... Alas......"

Seeing that Huang Peiqin didn't seem to continue talking for the time being, Song Mu cautiously interjected: "Director Jiao didn't mess around." I think he's working hard, huh? ”

Huang Peiqin couldn't help but smile slightly, but this smile was full of bitterness: "Lao Jiao doesn't belong to the two types of people I said, he belongs to the third type of people, and he is ...... now It's too much to chase fame and fortune. ”

When he heard Huang Peiqin say this, Song Mu couldn't help but be stunned, recalling the reputation that Mao Yongyi later gained in his memory, and thought to himself, isn't Jiao Pengxing still going all the way with you?

Immediately, she figured out the difference.

People like Mao Yongyi and Huang Peiqin, who have dedicated their lives to the animation career of Huaguo, although they also gained huge fame and fortune in the end, their original intention is not to chase fame and fortune, but to sincerely strive for the good of Huaguo's animation career. As for the fame and fortune obtained, it was all forced into them by the outside world.

And Jiao Pengxing, to borrow a sentence to describe it, is probably "fascinated by fame and fortune".

"So......" Song Mu asked tentatively, "Director Jiao this time...... Did you do something? ”

Huang Peiqin's face revealed the entanglement that appeared on Mao Yongyi's face before. Unlike Mao Yongyi, after she struggled for a while, she still said her words slowly.

Through Huang Peiqin's narration, Song Mucai learned that Jiao Pengxing has actually coveted the project "Splitting the Mountain to Save the Mother" for a long time.

When the production of "Splitting the Mountain to Save the Mother" became more and more popular, and more and more people participated, he felt that this would be a turning point.

The people who produced "Splitting the Mountain to Save the Mother" will definitely leave a strong mark on the road to the revival of Chinese animation.

And the person who left this pen should not be a yellow-haired girl who has not dried up, it should be him Jiao Pengxing!

For this reason, Jiao Pengxing has looked for Mao Yongyi many times, and the time Song Mu was called over was just one of many times.

These things were naturally stopped by Mao Yongyi, he thought that when the dust of "Splitting the Mountain to Save the Mother" settled, Jiao Pengxing would not correct it again. Wrap. As a result, Jiao Pengxing not only didn't let go, but also held a grudge......

"Hold a grudge?" After Song Mu learned that Mao Yongyi had done all this for her, she was moved by needless to say, but more worried about Mao Yongyi: "Did Director Jiao do anything unfavorable to the factory director?" ”

Huang Peiqin said a little sadly: "Lao Jiao reported to the above, saying that Lao Mao used his public weapons for private use, and used the position of factory director to privately train and connect. Classman, ready to turn the studio into his family's studio......"

Huang Peiqin was still babbling, but Song Mu couldn't listen to it at all.

She's not a fool, even if she doesn't explain anything anymore, she already understands by this point, which "pick up. "Class" refers to oneself and the elite group.

"Collar. Director," Song Mu suddenly spoke, interrupting Huang Peiqin's words, "If I, no, if our elite group collectively breaks away from the studio, won't Director Mao have these troubles?" ”

"Nonsense!!" A loud shout came into his ears, and Mao Yongyi appeared at the door at some point, "Old Huang, how old are you?" Why haven't you changed the bad problem of chewing the root of the tongue? ”

Blinking his eyes to look at Song Mu, his face was still gloomy, but his voice was much softer: "You two, come in first." ”

Song Mu followed the two bigwigs back to the office, and after taking the door with him, he sat on the sofa where he started.

Mao Yongyi looked around at the two of them, and then sighed and said: "Don't think I'm a cliché, Xiao Song, you are the hope of our factory, if you all leave the studio, who will you let lead the next generation of our factory?" ”

"Yes...... If we don't leave, Director Jiao's side ......"

"Lao Jiao?" The expression on Mao Yongyi's face was a little distorted, as if he was making up his mind: "I can survive the previous ten years, and now this broken hat can crush me?" Besides, he said I cultivated to pick up. Class people? I'm just cultivating the pick-up. O class! ”

Song Mu knew that the focus of Jiao Pengxing's report was not on cultivating. class people, but criticized Mao Yongyi's training. The class people want to turn the studio into a "Mao family".

She knew that she knew, but she didn't intend to point it out again. Because Mao Yongyi has obviously made up his mind, even if Song Mu says more, it is estimated that it will be in vain.

Huang Peiqin seemed to think of Song Mu together, so although she looked like she wanted to say something, she didn't say anything like Song Mu.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the office became a little heavy.

"Xiao Song, how are you asking?" It was Mao Yongyi who was the first to speak and break the silence.

Song Mu reluctantly put her worries behind, and after sorting out her thoughts, she repeated to Mao Yongyi what Ni Jiashu told her about the reason why the limited edition became a limited edition.

Mao Yongyi nodded, and Huang Peiqin suddenly came to his senses and said: "I said that many people who don't have much contact with me have been calling me recently and asking me if I can get any 'trendy toys' from "Splitting the Mountain to Save My Mother". I've been confused about this, it turned out to be the doll you gave me, Xiao Song? ”

"I didn't expect to trouble you." Song Mu scratched his head embarrassedly: "I just want to do some small side hustles and subsidize the elite group." You also know that now the elite group is at their own expense......"

"Still a small side hustle?" Mao Yongyi snorted angrily, turned his head to Huang Peiqin and said, "Do you know how much this doll is worth by this young man?" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the doll dressed up by Mao Yongyi on the table and shook it at Huang Peiqin.

"The quality of the doll's materials is quite good, since it is said that it is being sold at a loss......" Huang Peiqin recalled the details of the doll that Song Mu gave her, and estimated and guessed a price.

Mao Yongyi shook his head and said that it was low, and Huang Peiqin added two cents.

Mao Yongyi still shook his head, and Huang Peiqin added another two cents.

When Mao Yongyi said with a smile that it was too low, and you guessed boldly, Huang Peiqin finally boldly added two yuan.

Seeing that Mao Yongyi's smile was getting stronger and stronger, Huang Peiqin abstained: "Don't sell it too, big. Tell me generously, how much does this doll cost? ”

Mao Yongyi still shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"Lao Mao, are you playing with me?"

Huang Peiqin was just about to get angry, but Mao Yongyi continued: "But I know that some people have begged me to make a few 'ultra-limited editions', and I am willing to pay a price of 1,000 each." What is our value...... Only high, not low! ”