Han Muwei is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and the life of the Han family has never made her eat anything outside, all of which are imported and airlifted organic vegetables.

What touched her was that the stranger who helped her when she was most depressed made her feel the last trace of warmth in this world before she died.

She ate sweet potatoes in one hand and returned to the car with a large bag in the other.

"My aunt, have you finished buying so much food?"

She took one out of her bag and handed it to Fang Chen, who took it and put it in the passenger seat.

"Take it home, someone will finish it."

Fang Chen smiled and stopped talking, started the car, the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes surrounded the car, and he also felt a little greedy.

When she got home, Han Rui was also at home, and when she saw the thing in her hand, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly strode over and took one out of the bag.

"Wow, you dare to buy this, didn't my mother let you eat these unclean things?"

He and his brothers didn't eat less, but they only ate secretly outside, and they had to wipe their mouths clean when they got home, otherwise they would have to smoke a meal.

"If you want to eat, you can eat, and my mother is reluctant to beat me."

The boss deliberately hugged her with tin foil, so it was still hot when she got it back, and Han Rui took a bite so hot that his mouth was crooked left and right, and he couldn't speak straight.

"Hmph, good, it's fragrant, that's what it smells like."

The smell of roasted sweet potatoes spread at home, and Han Jingtian and Su Yan came back at this time, as well as Han Jiqing, who had not been seen for many days.

As soon as she entered the door, Su Yan didn't pay much attention to the smell, but when she saw Han Rui eating the black sweet potato in her hand, her temples jumped suddenly.

It was an imported blanket that she had just changed, this dead son, see if she doesn't smoke him.

"Alas, Mom, Mom, it's none of my business that my sister brought back."

Sure enough, when he saw his mother's black face, Han Rui decisively betrayed his sister and resolutely refused to shield her.

"Did your sister eat all over the floor, and blame your sister, you are really more and more shameless."

The feather duster was still pumped on his body, and Han Rui dodged everywhere with the sweet potato in his hand, constantly screaming in pain.

Han Mu smiled slightly, but didn't explain to him, and his father and eldest brother didn't care about him, and walked to the sofa and sat down.

Han Jiqing took out one, skillfully peeled it and handed it to Han Jingtian, and took out another one himself.

"Big brother, do you like to eat this too?"

Han Muwei thought that they might not like to eat, so if they couldn't finish eating, they would share it with the housekeeper.

"When I used to run the construction site with my father, I often talked about it very late, so I would buy a few on the side of the road to cover my stomach."

Han Jiqing smiled and evoked some memories, they were all upside down and down all the way, and the Han family was not as easy as it seemed.

"Yes, the Han family also had a hard time before, but you were still young at that time, and, anyway, your father didn't eat less before, and he got dirty hands every time."

Su Yan talked about the past, remembered Mu Mu when he was a child, and joked about Han Jingtian.

Han Mu laughed slightly, Han Jingtian almost choked after taking a bite, looked at his wife with resentment, and laughed too.

Han Rui looked at the happy picture faintly, only his injured world was achieved.

Later, I still didn't finish eating, so I asked the housekeeper Uncle Fang to take it and divide it.

Zhao Li really didn't let her wait too long, Han Muwei went to the office, and obviously saw that the blackness under Zhao Li's eyelids had worsened.

"Tell me, what conditions do you have?"

Zhao Li doesn't believe that there will be people who do good deeds for no reason, in their industry, everything is out of profit and purpose, and good intentions are sometimes a deeper trap.

"Of course I have what I want, I will give you a position, to perform theatrically and develop theatrical talents, of course they will also sign contracts with companies, and of course valuable people will have to do valuable things, right?"

Han Muwei thinks that the national tide will be popular in the future, and traditional culture also needs someone to pass it on, if it is not stolen, let yourself carry it forward.

"Isn't that a commodity?"

Zhao Li was a little dissatisfied, they are art, not something full of copper smell, how can they be compared.

"Art should also be seen and recognized, but just talking about it can't create shocking and thought-provoking works, real art comes from life, integrates into life, and is passed on to future generations."

"Only inheritance can lead to innovation, and I am optimistic that its future will shine in your hands."

Han Muwei's words made Zhao Li unable to calm down for a long time, she never thought that she would face such a choice today, and she never thought that this would be the most correct thing she would do in the future.

"Well, I hope it's really what you say."

"Happy working together!"

Han Muwei wanted to invite her to dinner, but the antique Zhao Li still refused, she couldn't wait to find good seedlings, and she didn't have time to waste here.

After she left, Han Muwei went by herself, Fang Chen was still busy, so let's order food for him later.

She went to a French restaurant near the company and ordered a black truffle foie gras and steak with a special red wine, which was tasted at noon and different from the evening.

I wanted to pack a portion for Fang Chen after eating quietly, but recently he was asked to work overtime for the sake of things in the company, so treat him.

And his mother's condition has also improved, and he heard that he will wake up soon, so he is more motivated to work.

Fang Chen wanted to know that his boss was so considerate of him, he couldn't be moved crazy.

"You still dare to say no, Yueyue has said it, I advise you to be interesting, accept it quickly, don't cry and beg me again!"

A man angrily threw a check on the woman and left, leaving her to cover her face and cry on the spot, and everyone who watched the excitement thought she was crying sadly, only Han Muwei saw the corners of her mouth raised from an angle.

Soon silence returned, and the woman put her hand down, picked up a napkin and wiped away her non-existent tears.

God, the first sister of the model Yan Qianyi!

A woman's beautiful face is easy to age, but her bones will not become ugly, and she is a model queen who has been beautiful until she is old.

Han Mu was slightly excited, she didn't seem to have started to be a model yet, she also heard that she became popular after the divorce in her previous life, and later she was splashed with dirty water by the scumbag, and she counterattacked domineeringly, and bankrupted the scumbag's family.

It's really a beauty with a beast, sister, look at me!

Han Muwei had to hurry up and seize this hard-won opportunity, and he also forgot to bring food to Fang Chen, so he did the opposite side of her.

"Little sister, what's wrong with you?"

The bubble sound of the royal sister, who has a gentle and charming personality, naturally flowed out of her mouth, and there was no sad tone at all, only a trace of doubt.

"Sister, if you want to be a model, you can come to me."

Han Muwei respectfully handed over her business card, don't think about how excited she is, this is her muse.