Before going to bed, Yu Nian received a reply from Shi Rou.
"Shi Rou: I just took a call from Brother Meng, okay, I'll buy them all when I come over tomorrow morning, Ba Yu won't forget, don't worry."
After two minutes, she sent another series of exclamation points, "That's right, Niannian! Answer the question! Twenty-four histories with 40 million words!"
Yu Nian replied, "The question has already been answered, and it was written on paper. But the teacher said that I was upset when he saw it, so I didn't send the answer in person. It was delivered by courier from the same city, and it should arrive tomorrow."
Sure enough, at noon the next day, Zeng Hongying's Weibo updated the picture Jiugongge.
The middle one is a square and complete paper, with clear and neat handwriting written with a brush, and the other eight are partial drawings.
There is also a short line of words, "Dig the sand and dig the earth Zeng Hongying: The words can barely catch the eye. @余年."
"—I don't want to copy the book Ling Qinghe: Come on, translate it, the meaning of what the teacher said is that the writing is really good! I must post a Weibo to show off, if I don't show off, I can't sleep tonight!"
"—Refused to socialize Zheng Shaomeng: Free translation is as follows, the brushwork is steady and calm, calm and unhurried. Between the lines, Gu Pan responds. During the rectification, it is empty and relaxed. The horizontal strokes are like wheatgrass, and the momentum is like a gossamer floating in the clear sky."
"—Xu Lianyan is addicted to sewing: Little junior brother's writing in lower script is really getting more and more beautiful! The answers to the questions are also good, it seems that there is no chance to copy the book! And, senior brother Zheng, you are the only one outstanding [dog head]!"
"—No signal Qiu Chuyue: I have already foreseen that the teacher will show off this answer sheet eight hundred times, and will make several copies and send it to us one by one. [Sigh jpg.]
"—Ah, why is Niannian writing so beautiful! Immortals have written! What kind of little brother is my fan! Besides, the teacher is so cute!"
"—Jump up and raise your hands! Teacher Zeng, can I have a copy? Express delivery is supported!"
"—Relieved, Nian Nian doesn't have to copy "Twenty-Four Histories" anymore, you don't know how worried I am, last night I even dreamed that Nian Nian was crying, saying that the copy was broken and couldn't be connected!"
Yu Nian was tidying up the refrigerator, when he heard Shi Rou's laughter, he tilted his head and said, "Why are you so happy?"
Shi Rou covered her mouth, "Niannian, your brothers are so interesting!"
Yu Nian also laughed, "Well, there are a lot of teachers and students, but the five of us who really went through the ceremony of appreciating teachers and discussing the preface are just five of us. They are all much older than me, and they are all very powerful. They are all very good people." After closing the refrigerator door, Yu Nian handed an orange to Shi Rou, "It's almost time, so clean up, the film crew will come over to follow the filming later, and it's about time we set off."
At 12:00 noon, Sunshine Mobile officially announced the new brand spokesperson on time. Meng Yuan also joked that even the official announcement of Riyao mobile phone should be in line with the brand name, and it should be chosen at noon when the sun is the most abundant. Soon, Sunny’s major counters also quickly put on new posters and billboards.
On the screen, Yu Nian was facing the camera sideways, wearing a white shirt, holding the latest mobile phone, raised his head slightly, closed his eyes slightly, and smiled halfway. The slender neck, protruding Adam's apple, and exquisite facial features are like the most perfect sculpture. The white headphone cable is hidden into the collar along the line of the jaw, clean and eye-catching.
The brand also bought Weibo's opening screen advertisement, so that every time Yu Nian opened Weibo, he would see himself blinking at him on the screen.
The brand event ended, and the follow-up shoot went smoothly. Yu Nian said goodbye to the staff politely, then rushed home, boiled the soup, and steamed the fresh sea bass. Then he wiped his hands and went into the study. Organized the promotional song written for Xia Mingxi's movie and sent it to the film crew.
Make a mark on the schedule record. At this time, Rong Yue sent a message, asking if it is convenient for Fang to answer the phone.
Yu Nian thought that there must be something to do, so he replied "convenience". In a few seconds, Rong Yue's call came.
"Niannian, it's about the "Drunken Horse Touring Spring Picture"."
Yu Nian stood by the edge of the table, pinched a pencil in his hand, and was puzzled when he heard the words, ""Drunken Horse Touring Spring""? What's wrong?"
Rong Yue said bluntly, "Two days ago I met a customer, a wealthy businessman from Canada, and I met him several times at auctions. He was introduced to me, and he revealed that he was interested in "Drunken Horse Touring Spring". The ambiguity passed. But today, the other party came again and said that his grandma is from Huaguo. He liked Huaguo calligraphy and painting since he was a child. He heard that the painting was leaked and was photographed by a mysterious buyer. Buy it."
Yu Nian turned the pencil around and said with a smile, "The bid must be high, Uncle Rong, you have hesitated."
"It's really high. He said that as long as he can buy it, it's okay to give money close to nine figures. So I thought, I still have to ask you."
With the pencil in Yu Nian's hand, he drew false and solid lines on the paper, lowered his eyes and smiled, "Uncle Rong, you know, I never bought these things to resell them, let alone sell them abroad. "
Rong Yue responded, "Okay, then I'll reply." He confirmed again, "Are you sure you won't sell it?"
"Well, not for sale, not for 100 million."
"Okay, by the way, there is one more thing, there is news about "Insomnia Post"."
Yu Nian unconsciously exerted force on his hand, and with a "snap", the tip of the pencil broke. He stopped the movement of his hands and stood up straight, "Really?"
"It's true, I heard about it when I was chatting with a customer. Speaking of this post, it hasn't appeared in nearly a hundred years, and I have never heard of it. I don't know how many people grabbed it when it was born this time. .”
"Treasures have their value, so they will attract people to fight for them." Yu Nian recalled carefully, "I remember that the last news of "Insomnia Post" was bought by a person surnamed Zhen for five hundred taels of gold, right? "
"Yes, I got the same news. Some time ago, the last elder of the Zhen family in Suizhou also passed away, and all the descendants of the younger generation immigrated abroad, so they planned to sell all the waste paper and ink collected in the library. So many people are speculating The person who bought "Insomnia Post" back then was also surnamed Zhen, it is very likely that this post has been stored in Zhen's library for more than a century."
He added, "But it is said that the younger generation of the Zhen family has contacts with collectors at home and abroad, and we don't know what will happen to the specific situation."
"It's okay. Speaking of which, since I was a child, there have been various news about "Insomnia Post", but none of them are true." Yu Nian laughed, "But whether it is true or not, news is good."
"Yes," Rong Yue laughed again, "Niannian, it's time to start working hard to make money."
"Well, the number one post in the world, and it's the first time in more than a hundred years, so I don't know how high the price will be." Yu Nian tossed the pen in his hand, feeling good, "Then trouble Uncle Rong. Continue to keep an eye on it for me, there is still soup stewing in my kitchen, I have to check it out."
Put the pork rib soup and the steamed sea bass in insulated boxes separately, and Yu Nian carried them to the hospital.
Only Xie You lived on the whole floor, and it was quiet. The bodyguard at the door of the ward didn't stop him, so when Yu Nian opened the door and walked in, he stared at a dozen people in suits and leather shoes.
Xie You sat on the sofa chair with a straight back and a handsome profile. Hearing the sound, he also looked over.
Yu Nian stopped, realized that Xie You and the others were in a meeting, and was about to close the door and exit to avoid suspicion, so he heard Xie You say, "It's cold outside, do you want to come in first? The meeting will end in ten minutes."
Facing Yu Nian, Xie You's tone was much gentler than usual, and the two secretaries sitting next to him looked at each other, each hiding the shock in their eyes.
Yu Nian didn't refuse, closed the door instead, walked inside gracefully, nodded to the person who looked at him, and said to Xie You, "Then I'll wait for you inside, call me when you're done." His eyes fell on the one-piece white shirt Xie You was wearing. On the shirt, he habitually said, "Put on your coat, don't catch a cold."
When the door of the suite was gently closed, all the senior executives present looked away, looking at their noses and noses and their hearts.
Xie You put down the document in his hand, looked at the secretary next to him, and ordered, "Pass me the coat."
Startled, the secretary got up quickly, took off the coat hanging on the side, and handed it to Xie You.
After putting on the coat, Xie You glanced at everyone present, and spoke again, his tone returned to his usual coldness, "Continue, the results will be available within ten minutes."
Hearing the noise and the sound of closing the door, Yu Nian opened the door to make sure everyone was gone.
Xie You explained, "I have urgent work, so I held an emergency meeting."
"Well, I came early." Yu Nian turned around and put the things he brought on the table, and then he heard Xie You ask, "Niannian, are you in a good mood today?"
"Is it so obvious?" Yu Nian took off his thick coat and only wore a light-colored sweater and jeans. He smiled while arranging the insulated box, "Well, there is news about something I've been looking for for a long time, although I don't know if it's true or not. , but very happy."
Scoop the pork rib soup into a small bowl, blow it and pass it over, "Are you hungry? How about you taste it first?"
Xie You took the small bowl with one hand and took a sip, "It's delicious, thank you."
"That's good." Yu Nian thought of something, "I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, right?"
"Well, I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning."
"I have work tomorrow morning and I can't push it. I can't come to see you off. Be careful. You can't use force with your right hand, or the wound will collapse." It fell to the ground, and Yu Nian reached out to pick it up and put it away again, only to find a trace of nervousness flashing across Xie You's face.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Xie You turned his eyes away, stopped looking at his phone, and continued to eat sea bass.
After Yu Nian left, the ward became quiet again. Xie You hesitated for a long time before taking the phone and opening the previous page.
"...Yu Nian was wearing Xie You's black suit jacket, stretched out his arms and hugged Xie You's narrow waist, and buried his whole body into the other's warm arms, moved, "I knew it, you love me."
Xie You hugged the person in his arms tightly, kissed the top of his head, and smiled evilly, "Of course, you are mine, if I don't love you, who do I love?" '"
Xie You looked at the Youyu CP article he found through groping in the comment area, his face flushed slightly, and the tips of his ears seemed to be burning.
He read this paragraph again, and when it was cold every year, he took off his coat and put it on him, hugged him tightly, and kissed him, all of which were understandable.
But, that wicked smile... how did she laugh