President Gao Leng's little wife

Facing the old man's leisurely look, Xia Yuluo seemed to put all her strength on the cotton.

There was nowhere to exert her strength, and the atmosphere gave her a headache.

"Grandpa, the little guy is still so young, you shouldn't suppress his nature."

Xia Yuluo hopes that with the development of the child's nature, not to suppress and restrain the child's development.

"No rules no standards."

The old man took a sip of his tea lightly.

The embroidered porcelain cup specially made by the British aristocrats was placed on the table: "These ideas should cultivate him from an early age."

"This is counterproductive! He doesn't understand anything now, forcing him to instill these things will make him disgusted!"

The little guy was so frightened that he tightly clenched Xia Yuluo's hand.

Xia Yuluo was very excited, she didn't realize what she wanted, and the two finally got to know each other, but they disagreed on the educational philosophy.

The family relationship that has been gained through hard work is in jeopardy, and it seems that it is about to collapse.

"Rainfall—"

The old man yelled leisurely, and didn't dwell on this issue.

"You've driven so long, you're tired. Take a good rest. We'll discuss this issue later."

Abel led Xia Yuluo.

"Miss, please go this way."

Xia Yuluo took a deep breath.

She felt that she should also be quiet for a while, so she took the little guy and followed Mr. Abel upstairs.

*
As soon as Xia Yuluo left, a guest came to his house.

Father John went into the hall to meet him.

"Mr. John!"

The guests greeted John kindly from a distance.

It turned out to be the international director who is famous all over the world.

But now he doesn't have the ostentation of big names at all, he just greets the old man warmly.

John just nodded lightly, as if he was not very happy about his arrival.

The director took his seat, and as soon as he sat down, he chatted endlessly to Mr. John.

It turned out that he came here to attract investment, and he happened to have a very popular commercial film in hand.

"Mr. John, as long as you invest in our film this time, I guarantee that the effect of the advertisement will definitely satisfy you. Not only that, the rebate for this investment profit is this amount!"

The director stretched out five fingers excitedly.

"Mr. John, think about how cost-effective this is. You only need to invest [-] million yuan, but you can recover [-] million yuan, and you can also have great publicity. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"

The director took a sip without even thinking about it, and has been exaggerating the investment.

But no matter how much he flattered, the old man remained calm, as if he didn't care at all.

Now the director is a little anxious.

"Old man, look, with such a good profit, what are you dissatisfied with? Let us discuss it together. Everything is negotiable."

"I'm not short of money." After taking a sip of tea, the old man finally spit out a sentence slowly.

This sentence made the director feel cold.

He smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. John, your family has a big business. We all know it. Of course, you don't need this money."

His tone has lost the enthusiasm just now.

"but……"

The old man stroked his white beard, and there was a big turning point in his tone.

The director was drinking water, and when he heard the old man had something to say, hope was rekindled in his heart.

"But what, you say?"

The director looked at John expectantly.

"If you let my granddaughter be the screenwriter, I can think about it."

Mr. John's voice said lightly.