The wind lives in this life policy

Ye Xiaofeng held the phone and didn't recall the meaning of Zhou Ning's words. When he woke up, he was a little surprised.

"Succession? Do you want me to be an agent?"

Zhou Ning nodded, "Do you want to?"

Ye Xiaofeng was about to say the word "think", but he swallowed it again.

The biggest difference between a manager and an assistant is that a good manager can have many artists under him, but an assistant is different. To put it bluntly, an assistant is a helper next to a star, and the development prospects between the two are completely incomparable.

If this question had been asked two weeks earlier, perhaps Ye Xiaofeng could have given Zhou Ning a positive response. After all, he himself felt that it was really not easy to stay with someone he liked and to be patient, so he waited. When the one-year contract expires, he should leave as soon as possible. No matter how good the strategy is, it is not something he can get.

But it is different now, the relationship between him and Feng Ce has undergone a qualitative change, Feng Ce has changed from an artist who he wants to help with all his heart, to a person who needs to do his best to like him.

And staying with the person he likes, taking care of him, loving him, and helping him when he needs himself is just a normal idea that a normal man has.

Ye Xiaofeng politely declined.

"Forget it, auntie." He stuffed the last few slices of oranges into his mouth, with a sweet and sour taste between his lips and teeth.

Zhou Ning didn't expect Ye Xiaofeng to refuse. She always thought that this nephew had such thoughts.

"But I think you've thought about it before."

Ye Xiaofeng replied honestly, "It was before, but now I don't want to."

Zhou Ning was not satisfied, and felt that this remark was too perfunctory, "You must let me hear your reason?"

Ye Xiaofeng was speechless for a moment, and he might not necessarily say: Because your nephew has taken a fancy to that Feng Ce, he doesn't plan to take over your class anymore, and wants to stay by that person's side for the rest of his life.

Even with all his guts, he wouldn't dare to say that.

Ye Xiaofeng chewed the orange for a long time but couldn't utter a word. Zhou Ning got impatient and was about to ask, but was interrupted by the door opening.

The two raised their heads at the same time, and when they saw clearly that it was Zhou Qing, they trembled at the same time.

Ye Xiaofeng's trembling came from the awe of his old mother hidden deep in his nature. To Bai Li, it was that the mouse saw the cat and was naturally afraid. Zhou Qing didn't need to say a word, just seeing his old mother standing there was enough for Ye Xiaofeng He stood up respectfully.

And Zhou Ning's trembling stems from being reprimanded by his own sister as a negative teaching material for decades since he was a child. He didn't study hard, went to the entertainment industry before he got into college, and abducted his son. Just mess around, you have to find someone for yourself, there is no one, and getting married is an impossible dream, when it will come true probably depends on when Zhou Ning is reincarnated.

If in a person's life, there is always someone who stands on the opposite side of you and is compared by the people around you, and no matter how you compare yourself, you will always be the loser, then seeing the one who always wins, The mood must not be much better.

Zhou Qing, 42 years old, is currently a professor of history at H City University, which ranks among the top three in the country.

When Zhou Qing was studying, it was a nightmare for a group of children around him. He was a "children from other people" in the mouth of all parents. From elementary school to junior high school, he skipped two grades in nine years. And the top five universities in the country are vying for it.

I really don't know how to grow my brain.

The first half of her life can be summed up in two words: studying.

Zhou Qing didn't have any big wishes in this life. She walked too smoothly. She easily owned things that others might not even have. Maybe God is fair, so in the second half of her life, the Ye Xiaofeng's evil has entered her life, and it has added countless worries since then.

Now this evil obstacle was standing in front of him, staring at him stupidly while chewing the orange.

Zhou Qing changed his shoes and took off his coat, and simply said, "I'm back."

Ye Xiaofeng hurried forward and took the bag from Zhou Qing's hand, "I'm back, Mom."

"Yeah." Zhou Qing glanced at Ye Xiaofeng's hands tied with plaster, and didn't say anything, but asked his sister who was still standing by the coffee table, "What about you?"

Others probably wouldn't be able to understand the rich meaning contained in these simple words, but Zhou Ning knew her sister too well, Zhou Ning knew what she was going to ask when Zhou Qing said you.

"Not long after I arrived, I asked the company for a few days off this time, and I will leave on the sixth day."

Zhou Qing nodded, said nothing, passed Ye Xiaofeng, and locked himself in the study on the first floor.

Ye Xiaofeng and Zhou Ning gave a sigh of relief at the same time.

"I thought she was going to scold me, but she didn't!" Ye Xiaofeng returned to the sofa and sat down in a daze.

Although Zhou Ning is in his forties, he will not be scolded, but the fear of this elder sister seems to have been carved into his blood for many years, and he is inevitably a little uncomfortable.

"I guess it's because you're injured, so I'll let you go..."

At this time, Ye Yonglin brought out a plate of freshly baked crystal shrimp dumplings from the kitchen.

The delicious smell spread all the way until it reached Ye Xiaofeng. It had been a long time since he had eaten his father's dishes. Ye Xiaofeng moved his index finger and was about to move his chopsticks when he sat down. Shrimp dumplings took a photo and sent it to Feng Ce.

Feng Ce didn't reply, he was probably filming.

Ye Xiaofeng put away his mobile phone and began to gobble up food, but he was injured on his right hand, and eating with his left hand was awkward after all. A shrimp dumpling was bumped and bumped, and Ye Yonglin finally grabbed the chopsticks and fed them to his mouth.

Sitting on the sidelines, Zhou Ning was speechless, and simply said hello and went back to his room to catch up on sleep.

Only the Ye family father and son were left in the living room.

While feeding his son shrimp dumplings, Ye Yonglin looked at Ye Xiaofeng.

"How are you doing recently?" He pinched the few strands of bangs on his son's forehead, which were already longer than his eyebrows, "It's time to get his hair trimmed, it's already so long."

"Okay." Ye Xiaofeng muttered what was in his mouth, "Okay, I'll cut it tomorrow."

"Who are you working as an assistant for now?" Ye Yonglin is almost 50 years old, and spends his days in the back kitchen. He doesn't know any stars in the entertainment industry, but after all, it is his son's job, and he will occasionally ask a few questions.

"Feng Ce."

"Feng Ce..." The son didn't recognize him after he said it, but Ye Yonglin somehow remembered the name, and then asked casually, "You won't be that little girl's assistant anymore?"

Ye Xiaofeng didn't realize it all at once, and after swallowing all the dumplings in his mouth, he suddenly realized that Ye Yonglin was pointing at Fang Yanran.

"Well, I won't help her with work."

Ye Yonglin nodded with satisfaction, "I also think it's inappropriate, but it's not easy to open your mouth. After all, your father can't interfere with your work..." A young man who takes care of an aunt's family, in the eyes of their older generation, said Going out is never a good thing.

"Dad, don't worry." Ye Xiaofeng didn't know what Ye Yonglin was worried about. Anyway, he had nothing to do with Fang Yanran, so he simply explained it clearly this time, "Originally, the contract was only signed for one year. When it's due, I must go..." Speaking of this, a classic Feng Ce's words suddenly popped up in my mind, "What, hehe, can a man and a woman kiss each other..."

Ye Yonglin was amused by his son's words, "Okay, that's good, I was worried about what's going on with you and that... son..." Ye Yonglin took Ye Xiaofeng's left hand, patted the back of his hand, "Don't blame Dad for being old-fashioned. Your mother was very angry when you had some trouble with her before... You are old and have your own ideas, and Dad supports them, but there is something I still want to tell you."

Ye Xiaofeng was a little confused by the seriousness in Ye Yonglin's tone, so he couldn't help but sit up straight, "If you have anything to say, Dad, tell me."

"Neither your mother nor I support you getting too involved with those people in the entertainment circle."

Ye Yonglin cleared his throat, "Don't go too deep, do you understand?"