When they met for the first time, Miao Jiuxiu gave Fang Yan a "sentiment lesson", which he never expected. I can't help but re-examine the handsome man in front of me who "doesn't take the usual path".

Miao Jiuxiu, who is about 1.9 meters tall, has beautiful hair that makes all women jealous.

The level of black and bright is definitely soft enough!

A silver hairpin, casually coiled the long hair behind the head, forming a Taoist bun, with the fluttering clothes and beautifully embroidered clothes, the whole person is full of fairy spirit.

Fang Yan touched his chin and slapped the table with a bang, "You cut your hair, I'll invest in you!" ”

“……”

From beginning to end, Miao Jiuxiu, who was talking eloquently, was stunned when he heard the words!

Fang ...... Mr. Fang, I heard you right, right? ”

Fang Yan, who had just opened his mouth and closed his mouth to talk about benefits, why did his words suddenly change?

Is there any necessary connection between hair cutting and investment?

"Yes, you heard it right." Fang Yan looked at the time on his wrist and said indifferently, "I'll give you a minute to consider." ”

"Not necessarily!"

Miao Jiuxiu pulled out the hairpin with a heavy face, put down the waist-length hairpin, strode to the table, picked up the fruit knife, and cut off the long hair that he had always cherished in front of Fang Yan.

The moment the broken hair fell to the ground, Miao Jiuxiu's knife-like facial features faintly showed a trace of distress.

He hadn't cut his hair for ten years, but he cut off his heart for Fang Yan's "investment".

Even he didn't expect that he would have this determination and courage!

"For the future of Qianxiu, in order to let the national culture go to the world, not to mention broken hair, even broken head, I don't have half a 'no' word!"

Miao Jiuxiu's words are sonorous and loud.

After hearing this, Fang Yan smiled indifferently and said, "You think too much!" I asked you to cut your hair, not to test your determination, but to make you the spokesperson of the Hilo inheritance. With such good congenital conditions and temperament, you are fully qualified for the important task of spokesperson. As for the scissors? It's mainly my personal aesthetic problem, I don't think long hair and suits don't go well ......"

With a few words, Miao Jiuxiu laughed angrily!

The brain circuit of this investment predator is really not something that ordinary people can understand.

"You first make a project book, go back to the company to meet and study, let's take it step by step, steady and steady, slowly promote, I believe that Qianxiu will soon emerge. As for the spokesperson of the Xilu inheritance, there is no contradiction with investment, and your personal wishes are full! ”

After Fang Yan finished speaking, he glanced at the time again, "Get here here today, let's make an appointment again!" ”

"Mr. Fang! Thank you! Miao Jiuxiu bowed to Fang Yan seriously, and said with a solemn face, "I thank you for your generous investment on behalf of the Qian embroiderers!" ”

Fang Yan smiled and nodded, watching Miao Jiuxiu leave.

Later, Shi Li walked into the office with a blank face, and was about to continue reporting work, when she undoubtedly glanced at the broken hair all over the ground, and bent down to clean up.

"No need! Come with me to the hospital. Zhao Liucheng is hospitalized, we have to go see him. After all, he is the vice president of the Six Dynasties Society, and if he doesn't give him face, he has to give face to the Six Dynasties Society! ”

After Fang Yan finished speaking, he put on his coat and walked straight out.

Shi Li followed, and before entering the elevator, she specially called Valjean, who ate instant noodles in the pantry, to accompany her.

It's not a good time to go to the hospital at this time. At least, that's what Shi Li thinks.

But the boss said to go, she is an employee, and she is not good at talking.

just reminded a few words from the side, and then pulled the topic back to Miao Jiuxiu. Although Fang Yan didn't ask, Shi Li still took the initiative to tell everything she knew about Miao Jiuxiu.

In addition to the identity of the master of Qian embroidery, Miao Jiuxiu was also the champion of the World Model Competition of New Ideas, and he was also a high-talent student of Tsinghua Park.

It is said that he also showed his face on a variety show and successfully attracted countless fans.

At present, the number of Weibo fans has reached 20 million, and he can definitely afford to be called a big V in traffic.

Not only that, Miao Jiuxiu also often broadcasts Qian embroidery on chopsticks, which has attracted a lot of fans.

After listening to Shi Li's introduction, Fang Yan also began to agree with Yang's suit, Miao Jiuxiu is indeed a "strange person" with a smart mind, good looks, and ingenuity.

"How about letting Miao Jiuxiu be the spokesperson of our Xilu inheritance?"

Fang Yan looked sideways and glanced at Shi Li nonchalantly.

When Shi Li heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said excitedly, "Why didn't I think of it!" In terms of temperament, he is really suitable! Just now he cut his hair short and came out, and there are many female employees in the company, and his eyes are glued to him! ”

"I also think it is very suitable, in addition, I also want to combine the Xilu inheritance and Guizhou embroidery together, while strengthening the national brand, revitalize the national intangible cultural heritage. Just chatting with Miao Jiuxiu, I suddenly figured out one thing......"

Fang Yan's rare words were many, at least Shi Li had known him for so long, and she had never seen him sigh so much.

At this moment, Shi Li suddenly felt that the distance between herself and Fang Yan was extremely close!

Her heart was racing, her eyes were shining, and her breathing was unsteady.

"What?" Shi Li asked tentatively.

"Investing in this industry is not only about making money, but also about having some feelings occasionally."

Fang Yan was like discovering a new continent, his emotions were extremely full and high, and his tone was even more joyful.

Since his rebirth, Fang Yan has been living a particularly tired life.

He carries too many things, hatred, family affection, future, future, regrets, etc.

The excitement of making money at the beginning gradually became numb. When the money became a number, he suddenly felt extremely tired, and he couldn't do anything interestingly.

But Miao Jiuxiu is a very magical person, and he opened the haze hovering in Fang Yan's heart in just a few words.

People don't live to be slaves to money, let alone to become money-making machines!

Fang Yan, who suddenly figured out this, not only talked more, but also smiled more.

"Mr. Fang, there is a sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Shi Li pursed her lips and smiled, as if she was waiting for Fang Yan's "permission".

Fang Yan arched his chin towards her, "You say." ”

"You just have too much money. It's true! People like us can't talk about feelings. In our eyes, in addition to money, it is money! Feelings are a luxury, but they are beyond reach! ”

Rare opportunity to have a heart-to-heart relationship with the boss, Shi Li rarely removed the protective layer and chatted with Fang Yan like a friend, which made her very relaxed. You don't have to look at the boss's face, let alone speculate about his thoughts.

"Maybe!"

Fang Yan fell silent again, his mind was like a movie, recalling the bits and pieces since his rebirth.

Shi Li closed her mouth playfully and returned to the cautious secretary position.

Soon, the car drove to the hospital.

Fang Yan took Shi Li and Valjean and walked towards Zhao Liucheng's ward.

At that time, Zhao Liucheng's only son, Zhao Wangsun, and relatives and friends who died in a car accident gathered around the hospital bed, some shouted and asked for warmth, some made loud sorrows, some cursed sharply, and some condemned quietly.

Yao Li held her husband Zhao Liucheng's hand, crying so much that her eyes were red and swollen into a slit.

Zhao Liucheng didn't dare to miss a word of what she commanded.

“…… Pick a pair of urns of golden silk nanmu for his son, temporarily enshrine them in the temple first, and then enter the ancestral grave three years later. In addition, the traffic @ police must ask them to find out the real murderer as soon as possible......"

With tears in his eyes, Zhao Liucheng explained word by word.

The son is gone, and the flesh of his heart has been ripped away, like a person who has lost his seven exquisite hearts, and there is no point in living.

"Big brother, don't be too sad! My eldest nephew will definitely reach Bliss soon! ”

The second brother Zhao Kuanyong wiped a handful of tears and said sadly, "You and your sister-in-law are still young, and the current medical technology is so developed......

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhao Kuanyong's daughter-in-law hurriedly stabbed her husband, and reached out to drag her youngest son, who was less than five years old, over, "Our son, can't you pass on to the eldest brother?" The eldest brother's body is like this, and you still tell him to have a second child? ”

"Do you have many sons? We also have two sons! The little one, where is it not better than your son? ”

Zhao Laosan pointed to the child less than one year old in his wife's arms, and said proudly, "My son looks the most like his eldest brother!" ”

Seeing that Zhao Lao Er and Zhao Lao San almost moved their hands for the succession, everyone present almost laughed off their big teeth.

Zhao Liucheng looked at his two younger brothers with despair in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to close his eyes and go with his son.

"Shut up! My son's bones are not cold, you will talk about this, is there still humanity? Can you tell your big brother to live two more days? Yao Li patted the bed board and roared hoarsely, "Get out!" Get out of here! ”

"Sister-in-law, you can't say that! Aren't we thinking about both of you? Someone has to inherit the tens of billions of family assets! Zhao's second daughter-in-law pouted, took her son and walked out, "Who can give up their son!" ”

"You guys are really ugly!"

Fang Yan's voice came coldly.

Everyone's eyes looked in the direction of the door, only to see Fang Yan and the three of them, walking into the ward unhurriedly. One was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and Valjean was carrying a large fruit basket in his hand.

Seeing Fang Yan appear, Duan Xiangrui was the first to jump out, pointing at Fang Yan's nose and reprimanding, "The surname is Fang!" Do you still have a face? The Zhao family has come to the point of breaking the family and dying, and it is all your fault! ”

Fang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Duan Xiangrui, "Are you?" ”

Duan Xiangrui was deflated, his face turned the color of pig liver, and his voice changed tone, "I am the messenger of justice!" Evil nemesis! ”

As soon as the words came out, Shi Li laughed out loud, "Co-author Duan still wants to destroy us on behalf of the moon?" ”

"I don't understand what you're saying!" Duan Xiangrui glanced at Shi Li, "You don't have the right to talk here!" ”

Zhao Lao Er and Zhao Lao San had already planned to withdraw, but when they saw Fang Yan appear, they suddenly turned into fierce gods, the two brothers glanced at each other, and rushed towards Fang Yan without saying anything, "The surname Fang, you must give the Zhao family an explanation today!" ”