"Here it is."
In the box of a teahouse with excellent privacy, an old man in his fifties in a comfortable Tang suit sat in it, and smiled when he saw Zhu Ji push the door open.
He motioned for Zhu Ji to sit down, made a cup of tea and handed it over, "Do you regret it now?"
Zhu Ji knew that Professor Yu De was referring to the fact that he did not listen to him to discourage Yixin from breaking into the entertainment industry.
He was a little helpless and smiled bitterly: "I haven't regretted it, and now I can start again."
"restart?"
"Professor, I have a daughter." He said, "She is a lovely child. I want to work hard to give her a better life."
Professor Yu De didn't read Weibo and didn't know the hot search last night, but he knew what happened to his proud students during this time, and he shook his head and sighed: "Let's not mention it for now, do you want to quit the entertainment industry?"
"Our academics must be single-minded and single-minded in order to achieve great success. I have no intention of belittling that circle, but Vanity Fair and our academics are not on the same path. I hope you can do research wholeheartedly in the future..."
He took a sip of tea and looked at Zhu Ji's eyes with implied anticipation: "Xiao Zhu, I have a project in hand that I can recommend you to enter. You should start and re-familiarize yourself with our field. By the way, you can read a Ph.D., with this project. With your resume, plus my letter of recommendation, it will be no problem to enter the Chinese Academy of Sciences in the future, and I believe in your ability."
Zhu Ji is very good at school. He is a natural researcher. He is very flexible and talented, and he has no parents. Yu De treats him as a disciple and a son. I am happy, I think he has figured it out and is willing to come back to continue his research.
Who knows, Zhu Ji shook his head and looked apologetically: "Teacher, I want to start a business."
The smile on Professor Yu De's mouth froze, "Are you sure?"
Before leaving, Professor Yu De patted his students on the shoulders and sighed: "Don't waste your talent, it's okay to start a business, at least it's on the side of our industry, if you need my help, just say, although your teacher has no Money helps you, but this old face still has some face, I can introduce some contacts to you."
Zhu Ji is not a person who doesn't know how to be flexible. On the contrary, he has always had a high emotional intelligence. He has a good advance and retreat. He did not refuse when he heard the words. He politely thanked him.
Professor Yu De nodded in satisfaction.
Zhu Ji talked with his tutor for a long time, but he was not in a hurry to go back. He had to visit a few people, all of whom were the same classmates and brothers he knew in college. Small software is also sold for money.
It is obviously not enough for him to develop software by himself, even if he has enough ability, he is not enough in energy.
Zhu Ji went out for the whole day, and naturally he didn't know that the family was in a mess.
After Dad went out, Yinyin and Uncle Wei discussed a good plan to make money. Carrying a small schoolbag, he even dug out a big woven bag from home. The dumpling's eyes lit up, it was it!
She grabbed the woven bag, opened it, shook it, and smiled contentedly: "Uncle, use this, this can hold many, many bottles!"
Yang Bingbing doesn't say how much money he has in his family, even if he makes tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars every year in the entertainment industry, he doesn't dare to compare with Brother Ji before, but his worth is quite high.
At this time, looking at Tuanzi's eagerness to pick up a bottle, he was also interested, snapped his fingers, and put his arms around Tuanzi's small head, "Let's go, uncle will take you to pick up the bottle!"
"Uncle, how many times have I told you that it was Yinyin who led you to pick up the bottle! Yinyin is the best at picking up the bottle!"
Yang Bingbing: "... Okay, it's Uncle Yinyin, let's go!"
The group nodded with satisfaction.
Going downstairs, next to the road out of the stairs is a place for garbage.
Although cleaners are hired to take out the rubbish here, because compared with the normal community, most of the cleaners here take out the rubbish once every two days, and the quality of the people in the community is not very high. Some were not thrown into the bucket, but all over the floor.
The dumpling's eyes were surprisingly bright, grabbed his uncle's hand, and ran forward with his short legs, "Uncle, uncle, hurry up, there are so many bottles over there!"
From Danzi's point of view, it's not too late to pick up bottles. Her previous experience in picking up bottles told her that many people would snatch them from her.
The old grandparents are also cute picking up bottles. Yinyin knows to be courteous to the elderly, so she is embarrassed to grab it from her grandparents every time, but if she is unlucky and there are grandparents picking up bottles, then she will be hungry.
Fortunately, many grandparents are good people. When they see her young, they always smile. They also teach her how to pick up bottles and how to sell them for money. Even the uncles who used to collect waste at the gate of the community asked grandparents to warn her. Tell him not to cheat children's money.
Yinyin glanced warily left and right, waved her little paw, and told her uncle to hurry up.
He also assigned work neatly, "Uncle, I'm here to pick up the bottle, and you help me pull the bag!"
Yang Bingbing twitched the corners of his mouth. He regretted that he only wore a mask and went out. He is so handsome and dashing, and he will be recognized by people when he comes out to pick up garbage with a famous brand!
If fans see him, wouldn't his handsome and unrestrained image of the little prince in Yushu Linfeng entertainment circle be ruined
Yang Bingbing accepted his life to work for Tuanzi, who told him that this was the precious daughter of his brother Ji, and who asked him to be someone's uncle? Although I blame my uncle or something, I want to beat the dumplings when I hear it, but I just think about it...
Tuanzi squatted on the ground to pick up the bottles, and was very happy to pick them up. There were not many bottles that fell on the ground, about a dozen. After picking them up, Tuanzi looked up at the iron bucket that was high for her, and looked at her indulgently. Strange uncle, he pulled his trousers, "Uncle..."
"Hey, can't uncle help pick up the trash from the trash can?"
Yang Bingbing: "..."
In the face of Tuanzi's diligent expectations, and the fat face exactly like his brother Ji, Yang Bingbing didn't hold on and acted as a coolie, pinching his nose and turning the trash can for Tuanzi.
The uncle and nephew here had a good harvest. They filled a small half bag of bottles. At a rough glance, it was estimated that there were about thirty.
The dumpling dragged the bag, resolutely not to ask uncle to mention it, euphemistically saying that he had to do his own business and not bother his uncle.
Yang Bingbing: "..."
Then why didn't you say that when you asked me to pick up the bottle just now? And what's up with those vigilant little eyes? Is Lao Tzu the one who lacks those few bottles of money
Yang Bingbing smiled slyly, stretched out his sinful hand, and landed on the woven bag in Tuanzi's hand, "It's not hard, it's not hard, uncle will help you."
"No, no, this is Yin Yin!"
"Uncle, it's a big deal, it's a big deal, Yinyin sold the bottle to give you wages, you can't snatch it from Yinyin! This is the money to support your father!"
When Tuanzi saw that his uncle was coming to grab the bottle, he hugged the bag tightly like a baby, his little eyes were too vigilant, looking at Yang Bingbing's eyes, just like watching a big monster trying to take away his beloved little bunny.
Yang Bingbing: "..."
What kind of baby did his brother give birth to? Damn it's so funny hahahahahaha! Yang Bingbing looked at the video recorded on his mobile phone, held back his laughter and pressed save, ready to wait for his brother to offend him in the future, so he took it out and laughed!
Look at your dignified actor, what a bright moon that frosts on the ground, tsk tsk, your daughter is actually a little money fan, a few bottles of treasure are like gold, so funny hahahaha!
The Qing Jun man who was meeting a few friends outside pinched his nose and felt a little itchy.
When one big and one small were sparring with each other to distribute the fruits of their labor, an old lady came over and snatched the bag from Danzi's hand, and the bottles he picked up fell all over the floor.
She frowned, "I am responsible for this piece of garbage, I can't pick it up!"
After she finished speaking, she put the bottle into her big pocket, shook her head, and looked at Yang Bingbing with a ruthless face, "What are you doing wrong as a young man, you have to grab food from the old man?"
The dumpling stared blankly at the old grandmother's actions, and was so wronged that she almost cried, her eyes were red, "Grandma, that's my bottle, not my uncle's!"
The old man glanced at the child and waved his hand, "What do you know about the child? I'm a legal business, and I have a garbage clearance certificate. The street assigned me this job. Do you have a certificate?"
"Go aside and ask your father to take you to play elsewhere!"
Yang Bingbing burst into tears when he saw his little niece, and he was so distressed that he bullied his niece. Isn't that bullying him? !
"This old man, we picked up this bottle, why do you sit back and enjoy it?"
Yang Bingbing thought about the first time in his life that he had to endure the dirty and rummaged through the trash can, and then looked at the happy and contented dumplings, and looked at him with admiration. The bottle he picked up with his niece was robbed!
Bah, bah, what kind of garbage clearance certificate, when he doesn't understand, isn't it just watching the bottles they picked up and wanting to get a little advantage for nothing
He, Yang Bingbing, is a famous irritable little prince, how could he be so easy to take advantage of
Who knew that Yang Bingbing was about to take two steps forward to talk to the old man who took advantage, but she covered her chest and sat on the ground crying, "Bullying the old man, bullying the old man, come and see, This young man with no conscience and no morals is bullying people!"
Tuanzi was stunned, and even forgot to cry, Yang Bingbing was also stunned...
In addition to the bear children who can't be provoked these days, there is also a kind of unreasonable old man who is also difficult to deal with.
In the end, the dumplings dragged an empty big bag with their small heads down and were led away by their uncle. One big and one small were like defeated roosters, with the same frustration on their faces.
The dumpling's mind was filled with the way his father was staring at the big sun carrying a heavy and heavy stone. He was so wronged that he clenched his small fist and said, "Uncle, we can't give up!"
"Dad worked so hard, let's pick it up elsewhere!"
Yang Bingbing made Tuanzi amused, his heart was sour and numb, such a good child is his brother's child, it really hurts!
He touched the little head of the dumpling and said yes.
The two walked all the way to the outside of the community, picking up some leaks along the way. Some people lost their empty bottles on the road. When the dumpling saw it, her eyes lit up. She was very sharp, and she could see where there was a bottle at a glance.
He dragged a big bag and ran around on his short legs. When he left the gate of the community, he had already picked up a dozen bottles. The dumpling nodded, and the sound was the best!
She raised her chest, "Uncle, come on! We can do it!"
There are few people in the community. The office workers who live here at this time are all working outside. Only a few elderly people take a walk.
Yang Bingbing looked at Tuanzi in high spirits, but he didn't have the burden of idols. Even if there were many people around, he was not afraid. He followed the little Tuanzi, one big and one small, with their heads high and their chests high and vigorously picking up bottles!
Along the way, I noticed that there were many people in this magical duo. Although the young man was wearing a mask, he was wearing a famous brand and looked good. He didn’t look like someone who was short of money, but he took a three-year-old child everywhere. Looking through the trash to pick up the bottle
The dumpling is a greedy little dumpling. When he sees the bottle that is about to be drunk in the hands of the big brother and sister on the road, he will also run up and stand silently staring at the bottle in the hand of others, that look...
The big brother and the little sister who were stared at: "..."
I couldn't bear the eyes of a child who looked so cute and beautiful like a little angel, like a wolf like a tiger, he drank the water at the bottom of the bottle, and hurriedly handed it over, he got a grateful smile from the dumpling, that delicate little face inherited from the actor , smiled sweetly, and she thanked her in a sincere voice: "Thank you, sister!"
The little sister who gave the bottle melted her heart, so she wanted to buy a few bottles of water immediately, empty it and give it to the dumplings, and then look at the man behind the dumplings, who was obviously well-dressed and looked like a dog. It's like watching a big villain with a malicious slave child.
She bent down and whispered in Tuanzi's ear: "Baby, tell your sister, did the uncle behind you bully you?"
Tuanzi was stunned for a moment, waved her hand and said no, she is a good child who doesn't lie, and explained seriously: "I invited my uncle to help me pick up the bottle, and Yinyin also paid my uncle!"
The corner of Miss Sister's mouth twitched, looking at the man behind the dumplings, unable to say anything.
Yang Bingbing: "...???"
One big and one small was busy for a long time, picking up half a bag of bottles, at least forty or fifty bottles, Yinyin was hungry, and tugged on his uncle's trousers, "Uncle Yinyin is hungry, and his legs are sore."
Yang Bingbing picked her up and said, "Go, go home and eat!"
Yang Bingbing had already been trained by the group this morning to show his incomparably thick skin. Even if someone looked at them strangely, he would stare back and say what to look at. Haven't seen handsome guys and beauties picking up trash? !
The half of the bag of bottles was carried on his back without an image, and he slowly swayed back with the dumpling in his arms.
What Yang Bingbing didn't know was that this incident would become his unspeakable black history. An anchor who engaged in street shooting live broadcast recorded them and sent them to the live broadcast website.