Chapter 535 Fancy Headlines (Part 1)

I don't know if there is a law of good luck, but if there is, most people can't touch it. Ordinary people, throughout their lives, often verify Murphy's Law time and time again.

For example, Shen Xue, who was too airy, the development of the matter was exactly as she had feared. The chance to host so brilliantly last night fell on the little bitch she couldn't get used to on the stage out of thin air.

The same is true for Feng Yiping. According to his own planning and packaging, it is best to appear in front of the public as a young expert and scholar who has remarkable academic achievements. Promising, debut as a business elite.

The last thing he wanted was to be known to the people of the whole country for the first time as a person in the entertainment industry. It would be best not to mention his friendship and status in the entertainment industry.

But things are really the same as Murphy's Law, the more you worry about something happening, the more likely it will happen.

Many evening newspapers in the country the day before, although they all mentioned that such a new media company was able to invite so many big names because the person in charge of the company has a lot of friendship with those big names.

But the focus of the report is still on the star and the upcoming concert, mainly for the person in charge of the company. We don't have much information, so what we say is wrong.

But last night's concert with new songs and great songs shocked the audience, and at the same time made the entertainment reporters more and more curious about the boss of Jiasheng.

Then, quite unreasonably, the first one to benefit from this incident was the Industrial and Commercial Bureau!

As soon as I went to work early in the morning, some people in the reference room hadn’t even finished a cup of hot tea, and just holding the newspaper in their hands, a person with a foreign accent came to the door, "Hi, I want to check this The business registration information of the company, "

Zheng Yong politely handed over the note that said Jiasheng Holiday Hotel.

"Hey, the one that held the concert yesterday?" asked the middle-aged woman at the reception.

After the publicity on TV, newspapers and the Internet a while ago, and the sensational concert yesterday, at least people in the province now know about Jiasheng.

"Yes, that's the one,"

The middle-aged woman wrote a receipt and handed it to him, "The fee is 300,"

Zheng Yong just wanted to yell, you are charging indiscriminately! There is no charge for our external file check, but thinking about what happened yesterday, well, forget it, it’s better to spend money and save trouble, obediently hand over 300 yuan, and there is no need for an invoice if you are not open-eyed.

He hadn't finished reading the information on file, and his colleagues followed up one by one, all checking the registration information of Jiasheng Holiday Hotel.

Seeing so many people queuing up, the reception staff actually had a smile on their face, good guy, this morning, at least tens of thousands of dollars will be charged!

However, when the reporters saw the address of the legal person on the information, they were worried again. It was a rural address, which could not be found on the local map, and they knew it with their hands. Feng Yiping would definitely not live in it now. That.

However, those people in the Jiasheng Group are very tight-lipped, do they have to go to that remote mountain village?

But, we are Yuji, okay? Besides, in such a remote place, God knows if there is a road, maybe you have to walk.

Forget it, let's just deal with it like this and simply mention a few words, whoever likes to dig.

The middle-aged woman who received Zheng Yong at the beginning was in a good mood seeing the rapidly increasing money in the small treasury. Seeing that he was about to leave, she asked, "We still have the registration materials of other companies in Jiaqiang. check?"

"What are there?" Zheng Yong stuffed the piece of paper worth 300 yuan into his bag and asked casually.

"Jiasheng Decoration, Jiasheng Express, Youjia Convenience, Yijia...,"

"Is there good convenience?" Zheng Yong remembered that this convenience store seems to be everywhere in this city, and there seems to be one in front of the hotel where he stayed, but he didn't expect that it was also owned by Jiasheng.

This is a possible breakthrough!

He consciously handed over 300 yuan, "I'll check this too,"

In the Youjia convenience store, Zheng Yong took a bottle of mineral water and a green arrow, checked out at the cash register, and asked the little girl with a natural smile, "Did you watch the concert held by your group yesterday?"

"There were too many guests yesterday, we didn't go to the scene,"

"I saw it, it's really good," Zheng Yong boasted.

"Yes, everyone said yes, here is your change, please go slowly, welcome to visit next time!"

Zheng Yong took the bag and the change, and pretended to be curious and asked, "By the way, you, Mr. Feng, are going to school and busy with company affairs, so your academic performance is not very good!"

"How could it be?" The little girl didn't know Zheng Yong's intentions, and said very seriously, "Let's not talk about the grades of the university, our Mr. Feng was the number one student in the liberal arts in our province's college entrance examination last year!"

Hehe, it doesn't take much effort to get here, just have this sentence. Zheng Yong didn't say a word, and immediately ran to the Education Bureau. In the afternoon, he rushed to the No. 1 Middle School of the city. Once he understood, oh, I'll go, It turned out that this guy had hooked up with Master Zhang in 1998.

Although the box office of the film adapted from his novel was mediocre, as a gold medal entertainment reporter, he remembers it very clearly. With this film, Master Zhang won a Golden Lion Award in Venice last year, as well as the Golden Rooster Award in China. , and several other international awards, it can be said that it has gained a good reputation in the world, and it has further consolidated his position as the leader of the "fifth generation director".

As for Feng Yiping donating the 50,000 yuan in royalties from buying film copyrights to his former junior high school, Zheng Yong selectively ignored the icing on the cake for Feng Yiping's personal image. Remember, you also have a temper!

This interview was the most satisfying for him in the past few days. At the end, the school gave him a copy of Feng Yiping's "Those Years". This book created a genre in China. He had heard of it before. It seems that it has sold over a million copies, but when he saw the pseudonym on the cover, he was a little absent-minded, deep sea? Why is it so familiar? It seems that I have never seen this pseudonym before.

Then, thinking about what was on his mind, he absent-mindedly agreed to the school that he would definitely mention the name of No. 1 Middle School in the report. Before leaving the campus, he called his boss, "Head, I'm digging here." There is big news, you are satisfied, and I must reserve the page for me tomorrow."

After getting an affirmative answer, he immediately found a taxi, "Master, take me to the biggest video store in the city,"

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When Zheng Yong was busy digging and piecing together Feng Yiping's past experience, Boss Feng finally calmed down and took Huang Jingping to have a good talk with his parents.

Parents brought wild boar from the village, as well as autumn pears from the forest farm in the village. Feng Zhenchang peeled one for him himself, "Try it, is it the original taste?"

This is the tastiest pear in Feng Yiping's memory. He took a bite, and it was sour and sweet, "It's even better than the original one!" He gave a thumbs up.

"Of course it's better than the old ones, which is good, not the broken ones," Mei Qiuping said.

In the area of ​​my hometown, in summer, there is a habit of going to the fire. Every household will go to the forest farm in the village and bring back a sack of pears.

It's just that a few cents a catty of pears was a lot of money for his family at that time, so Feng Zhenchang specially picked those pears that were broken when they were beaten from the bushes, because they were so expensive. Cheap.

Peel off the broken ones with a kitchen knife, and then eat the pears that are not bad or rotten. Feng Yiping and his mother used to eat the sour pits, and they were only willing to spit out the seeds in the middle.

After hearing this, Huang Jingping lightly pressed Feng Yiping's hand, and Feng Yiping patted his hand with a smile. Thinking about those things in the past now, she doesn't feel bitter.

"Mom, how much wild boar is there?"

"What's more is that the half that Dongzheng gave us has a net weight of more than 90 catties. Grandpa's family shared some, and Jingping's family also shared some. We brought more than 40 catties this time and gave it to Cai Hong's family. Go to ten catties, and there are at least twenty catties left."

"Dad, cut some for me, I'll ask Jin Ling to bring some back to her dad,"

"Sure, we're talking about it too, but we don't know where her home is. You tell her that wild boars will definitely be hunted on the mountain in the future." Feng Zhenchang said.

Feng Yiping smiled and called Jin Ling, "Sister Jin, where are you?"

Jin Ling said angrily, "Where else, the office,"

"Thank you for your hard work. Let me tell you. I met a close relative of yours today. Would you like to come and have a look?"

Huang Jingping listened, and laughed beside me, Mei Qiuping said with a smile, "You can't talk well?"

Jin Ling is very familiar with his routine, "Just tell me if you have something to do, I'm still busy,"

"The man made a long story short. Under the wise decision-making of the Party Central Committee and the concerted efforts of governments at all levels, our village has made long-term progress in the work of returning farmland to forests...,"

"It's okay, I'm hanging up,"

"No, to put it simply, there is your family on the mountain now, a close relative of wild boar, my cousin killed one, such a good thing, of course I can't forget you and Uncle Jin, so I want to respect you a little bit,"

"Then send it to me,"

"Okay, I'll ask Jingping to send it to you,"

At this time, he wouldn't be so stupid as to appreciate Jin Ling's possible barbaric collision!