Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

When he woke up in the morning, Guo Qilin felt that he was in trouble.

How did this happen?

But I had to love the food my daughter made in the bowl and could only eat it bit by bit.

However, while he was eating, a phone call came in and Guo Qilin immediately found an excuse to take a break.

"Hello, Grandpa?"

"Have you had breakfast? Where are you spending this year?"

"Anywhere is fine. We're eating right now."

"What to eat?"

"He, it's so delicious, the glutinous rice balls made by He He."

The dumplings made by the little girl immediately impressed the old man. The elders all loved anything made by the little girl, not to mention that she made them herself.

He He heard Zuzu's voice and greeted him warmly, "Hello, Zuzu."

"Well, He He, what do you want to eat?"

"Eat, eat dumplings."

"Eating glutinous rice balls? Are they delicious?"

"It's delicious. There's a lot of meat in it, just like dumplings. I'll make some for Zuzu next time."

"..."

There seemed to be a pause on the line for one or two seconds. During this one or two seconds, I didn't know what the other party was thinking, until he spoke again, "Da Linzi, your grandma is calling me. I have to be busy now. Let's talk after you finish eating."

Hang up the phone in a hurry.

He He and his wife were eating, and Guo Qilin couldn't stop smiling.

He could understand his grandfather. Even if the little girl made it, he couldn't stand it because he was not used to eating it.

"Don't you like to eat, Zuzu?"

He He tilted her head and looked at her father, revealing an innocent face.

"I like it. I like it very much. How about we go and make it together when the time comes?"

The evil in Guo Qilin's heart gradually revealed itself, and he couldn't let himself suffer alone.

Let's all bear it together.

Not only do you have to give it to Grandma, but her grandparents too.

"Okay, He He already knows how to do it."

The little girl is happy and looks forward to that day.

After finishing breakfast, Guo Qilin was no longer hungry. He was full from the food his daughter had given him.

I don’t even feel sleepy anymore.

Not sleepy at all.

"Dad, what are you doing? Show He He."

After eating and drinking, Guo Qilin sat on the sofa. The little girl skillfully climbed onto her father's lap and sat down with her head down to look at her mobile phone.

"What else can I do? Give your fairy sister a red envelope."

"How much?"

"See for yourself."

He He stretched out her little finger to recognize the numbers on the screen, "One, two, three, four! Four nines."

"Yes, four nines."

Zhao Jinmai had already left his original company and planned to come here, so of course he would not be stingy.

"What about He He's money? Where's He He's red envelope?"

"Yeah? Where's He He's red envelope? And where's my red envelope?"

Not only did the little girl join in the fun, but Deng Ziqi also joined in the conversation.

It would be fine if it was just his daughter, but Guo Qilin took a look at his wife. She was a rich woman before she married him, so what did she need?

It just needs some emotional value.

"Here, how could I not give it to you? I'll buy you a big red envelope later."

After the red envelope was sent, Guo Qilin rested at home for a few days. During these days, he heard that Deyun Society was going to select another vice president.

In the end, no one was chosen.

Anyone with a little experience is in Huilinshe.

Few of the remaining ones came to Deyun Society before 2010. Even if Tao Yang is capable, he specializes in singing opera and doesn't care about these things.

There was still no news until the Chinese New Year.

During the Chinese New Year, Deng Ziqi specially bought He He a festive Tang suit New Year's greeting dress. After she put on the bright red dress, the couple took her to visit relatives from house to house to earn red envelopes.

The older you get, the better your words become.

As a result, the total amount of the red envelopes is incalculable.

Every time she gets older, the red envelopes her family gives her will increase.

When Guo Qilin took his daughter away, he couldn't help but wonder how these parents would support her when she grows up to be 18 years old.

"Come, let me see how many there are this year."

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, after paying New Year's greetings to grandparents, grandmother and aunt, the whole family came out to select red envelopes in the car.

He He was very obedient and poured out all the red envelopes in her pocket.

The back seat of the car was covered in red.

“Much more than last year.”

Deng Ziqi opened the bills one by one and roughly calculated the amount. He found that the total amount he earned in the morning and now was about 100,000.

"How many?"

While driving, Guo Qilin was curious about his daughter's daily income.

Deng Ziqi was surprised when he took the thick red envelope. "The red envelopes for transfers and cash added together are nearly 100,000."

"Good fellow."

"Hehe, these are all He He's."

When the little girl saw the money, she smiled. She quickly put away the opened red envelopes and stuffed them into her pockets one by one, as if no one could take them away.

We need to be more careful than in previous Chinese New Years.

When I was one or two years old, I didn’t know the benefits of money. Now I know and I can buy whatever I want.

"Okay, take it all. I want to see how you can spend it all."

The couple had no plan to accept any more red envelopes from her. At most, they would use her money for daily expenses. Otherwise, there was no way a little girl, less than five years old, could spend it all.

Besides, her red envelope wouldn't take too long.

It is very expensive to raise a daughter in Yanjing.

Going out to play, food and drinks, nice clothes and toys are all not a small amount of money.

Not much time.

The family arrived home around eight or nine in the evening.

My grandparents are at home, and it’s New Year’s Day, so they’re coming over.

Not for anything else, just to cook good meals for the girl and the little girl for a few days.

"Grandpa, look, He He got the red envelope."

When she got home, He He showed off first, and her enthusiasm for showing off made the old man very happy.

Why is there more today?

Among them, her great-grandfather and great-grandmother accounted for the majority.

The standard is more than 20,000 per person.

"He He is really good. She made so much money. Put it away and don't let mom and dad take it away."

"Well, not for Mom and Dad."

The little girl trotted all the way to her room and hid a pile of red envelopes.

Guo Qilin put down the car keys and looked at the scene in front of him in silence, "She said that we can have her, but she is so wary of us."

"Hide it."

He He came out, as if nothing had happened, and poured himself a glass of Coke.

During the Chinese New Year, there was not much at home except for drinks like Coke and orange juice.

It’s the New Year, and she wants to indulge herself.

Gulp, gulp, he drank several cups in a row.

"Your daughter doesn't want any teeth anymore."

When his wife said something, Guo Qilin had to step forward to take care of it and change the subject.

"He He, grandpa and grandma haven't eaten the dumplings that He He made herself yet, right?"

"Yes!"

Putting down the empty cup, the little girl's face lit up and her excitement was visibly evident.

"Now prepare the dumplings and let Grandma and Grandpa taste them."

"Okay, Dad will go get the noodles... He He, come and make them..."

The little girl couldn't tell what the dumplings were made of, so she could only give an ambiguous answer.

Grandma was very surprised. She didn't expect He He could make dumplings.

The old body automatically quickened its pace and went to the refrigerator to get out the dough for making glutinous rice balls.

After meeting and getting ready, the little girl washed her hands, sat at the table and began to knead the glutinous rice balls carefully and diligently. However, when she took out the stuffing from the refrigerator, her elderly grandmother was a little confused.

"He He, do you want some meat filling?"

"Yeah, meat eaters."

When he heard the word "meat", the old man was startled even though he was several meters away. He didn't expect that the little girl would actually do it.

But you can't disturb her interest.

What a lovely girl, I can’t bear to reject her.

I could only look in the refrigerator again, and after searching for a while I found a bowl of brown sugar. "He He, can I have some brown sugar?"

"Sure, let He He pack them all."

He He agreed to accept the offer and continued to rub her little hands together.

One moment I make a meat filling, the next moment I make a brown sugar filling, and when it comes to the third moment I wrap the meat filling and brown sugar together and put them inside.

Mr. Guo and Guo Qilin were so frightened that their hair stood on end and their skin covered with goose bumps. They walked over in unison.

The latter said repeatedly.

"Oh my, my girl, you can't do this. You can't put these two together. You are more cruel than your mother."

"Hahahaha!"

Deng Ziqi didn't have time to follow the girl and just watched the show from the side. As a result, when she heard her husband talking, she laughed so hard that she was out of breath.

The key point is that the old lady was so frightened that she and her husband walked over again.

The scene is fun.

I didn’t know and thought He He was going to cook some dark dish.

"Let me help."

Not wanting to let the little girl and his wife do the work, the old man washed his hands, personally found a small apron for the little girl, and then sat down to wrap them together.

As he was wrapping the dumplings, the old man couldn't help but glance at his grandson. "Your daughter almost killed you. If you had this much energy when you were a kid, your grandma and I would have suffered a lot."

"When she grows up, she will suffer even more. You guys should keep busy."

Guo Qilin no longer cared about his daughter and left the physical work to them.

After a short while, the dumplings were wrapped and cooked.

The family had a simple midnight snack.

As for how to choose meat filling or brown sugar filling, it all depends on luck.

But as he ate, Guo Qilin discovered a pattern: if the glutinous rice balls are round and delicious, they must be made with brown sugar, because they were made by his grandmother.

If the glutinous rice balls are a little irregular, they must be from a girl, and there is a high probability that they contain meat filling. She and her mother love to eat them.

"Grandpa, please eat. You must eat more, but all of them are from He He Bao."

There were six dumplings. Guo Qilin picked out two irregular ones from the bowl and put them all in his bowl.

The old man didn't know what the pattern was, he ate two in a row and found that both were filled with meat.

A pair of eyes looked at his grandson intently.

Guo Qilin is now married and has children, but he is still a child in front of his grandparents.

When the grandmother noticed, she stretched out her chopsticks to dig into her husband's bowl and said, "If you don't like it, give it to me."

"No, no, I've already eaten it all, it's not much."

The old man had an unshakable smile on his face, and he praised the craftsmanship of the He He Bao while eating.

"Grandpa and grandma are so nice, their cooking skills are really good. I've been eating their dishes these past few days."

Deng Ziqi's mouth was also busy, he ate the dumplings and sighed.

"Yes."

Guo Qilin lived with his grandparents until he was a few years old, and they always had delicious food to eat.

But things were different afterwards.

Fortunately, I quit the company cleanly and now I am here.

And a few days pass quickly.

Suddenly it was the Lantern Festival.

During the Lantern Festival, Deyun Society and Huilin Society opened their boxes.

As usual, Shaobing assigned tasks to Huilin Society to perform in small theaters in various places.

Deyun Society originally wanted to find a vice president, but after searching for a long time, they still couldn't find one, so they finally decided on Kong Yunlong.

However, less than a week after Kong Yunlong took office as vice president, when he was receiving Zhao Jinmai and processing actor contracts at the company, Guo Qilin suddenly learned that his third brother was in the hospital.

"Is this matter a bit weird, Third Brother? Is he really hospitalized?"

"It's not that bad. I sprained my ankle and it's swollen like a bun. I'll send you a photo."

Shaobing sent a photo after a while. Guo Qilin took a look and saw that the third brother's left foot was almost up to the ankle and was severely swollen.

"Is he still serving as vice president?" Guo Qilin sent a message.

"He said he still did, but he was unlucky and didn't see it when he went down the stairs."

"Once or twice is luck, but I don't know how many times this has happened."

Guo Qilin was quite worried about his third brother. As a man with a wife and children, it was not a big deal for him to get injured every once in a while.

The key point is that he had an accident before, and although it was very serious, he didn't become disabled or disfigured. It's a miracle.

"I'll go see the third brother later."

After sending the last message, Guo Qilin put down his phone and looked at his sister in front of him as he signed the company's final contract.

After the contract was signed, the other party handed it over with extreme seriousness.

"Brother, from now on I am yours."

"..."

Guo Qilin was silent, Zhao Jinmai kept trying to hold back his laughter, then he became serious again, "I mean the company, the people in the company."

"You didn't attend last year's annual meeting, so why not attend this year's?"

Get the contract done.

Guo Qilin took out a few new ones. Zhao Jinmai was curious, "Are there any other things?"

"No, this is not for you to sign. Brother Brain, have you called all the people over?"

"Called over."

After a minute or two, Yan Hexiang and several other people came over and picked up the contract to sign. They didn't even need to read the contract when signing, they just picked up the pen and signed.

At the beginning, Guo Qilin only founded a studio, and Yan Hexiang was also the first to arrive in the studio. Now his contract has expired and needs to be renewed.

How could the studio consist of only him? There are also some staff members who joined earlier.

But even they signed quickly, without any pause.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jinmai couldn't help but feel curious. You know, even when she came to sign the contract, she sat in front of her brother and looked at it carefully for a while.

After all, I'm curious about what the benefits are.

But they all seemed like they didn't care.

"Brother, I have already rented a house in Yanjing. If possible, can I come and have a meal?"

"Of course, but you have to seize the time when I'm at home, otherwise your sister-in-law may not be able to cook any meals."

"How could that be? I saw my sister-in-law occasionally post photos of her cooking on Weibo, and they look delicious."

"Really?"

Guo Qilin's eyes flashed and a smile appeared on his face. Most of the photos of dishes that his wife posted on Weibo were made by imitating her master, and there were a lot of failures. If his sister likes it, then he will have one more test product.

So that both myself and my daughter won’t suffer.

Seeing Dalin's inexplicable smile, Zhao Jinmai instinctively shrank back, his eyes rolling around, "Why do I feel a little scared?"

"It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you, I just welcome you to come and have a meal."