Shenhao’s Salted Fish Life

After finishing the popcorn, the tour guide Wang Zhengyu made a gesture behind, indicating that everyone can be casual.

Everyone is not surrounded by each other, they are separated from each other.

Some go to the kitchen to help, some listen to music in the living room, and some choose dishes outside.

Peng Peng and Chi Zi are still dismantling the popcorn machine.

Only Lin Tianwen continued to sit under the pavilion.

Teacher He saw it in the kitchen, made him a cup of tea, and asked Huang Zihongfan to bring it over.

After Huang Zihongfan finished the tea, he ran to the pool and asked in a low voice, "Chizi, who is this Teacher Lin?"

"He, the boss of the Yuelong Group."

"The boss of Yuelong Group. Isn't it?"

"Yes."

"This is a big guy in the entertainment industry who only covers the sky. No, I have to tell them." Huang Zihongfan glanced at Lin Tianwen, who was drinking tea, and ran into the room, and began to whisper that he had just inquired news.

"Isn't it wrong?" Tong Zhuo asked.

"What Chizi said should not be wrong." Huang Zihongfan said.

"Maomao, did you know?" You Changjing asked.

"Chizi is right." Mao Mao nodded and said.

"It's terrible." Douzi said in surprise.

"It's really scary." Liu Yasser also said.

"Normal, Mr. Lin is very talkative." Mao Mao said.

"If my agent knew that I was recording a variety show with the boss of Yuelong Group, it would probably explode in place." Douzi said exaggeratedly.

"Not really," said Chi Zi, who just walked in.

Teacher He also noticed the strangeness of these young people and came over from the kitchen.

"Mr. Lin is not that scary. Don't be nervous."

"That's right. Don't be afraid." Chi Zi said aside.

Huang Sanshi, who had prepared all the side dishes in the kitchen, suddenly groaned and said, "I haven't made my lard rice yet. Who wants lard bibimbap?"

"Me!" Brother Wolf, who was sitting by the fire pit, said with a smile.

Huang Sanshi turned his head to look at him and smiled.

Brother Wolf continued: "Do you hate it?"

Huang Sanshi pretended to be disgusted and said, "I hate it. You need lard bibimbap at such an old age."

"What's wrong with eating some staple food at such an old age?" Brother Wolf replied.

"Oh, yes, eat it." Huang Sanshi said a little dotingly.

When everything was ready, Huang Sanshi shouted, "Peng Peng."

"Eh."

"Take everything out. Anything that's covered with tinfoil is out. But don't open it."

"it is good."

Everyone came over to help with plates and chopsticks.

The hot pot, the highlight of tonight's dinner, was carefully brought out by Chi Zi.

"The hope of the whole village is in my hands. This is going to be overturned, are we going to leave?"

Huang Sanshi, who came out, said with a smile, "You must be leaving."

Chizi laughed a few times.

Teacher He arranged for everyone to sit down, and Lin Tianwen sat on the outermost side, next to Huang Sanshi.

Originally, Teacher He arranged for Lin Tianwen to sit in the middle with Brother Lang.

Lin Tianwen refused. He didn't need the camera. These artists needed it, so why bother taking the camera?

Seeing this, Teacher He could only give up.

Seeing that everyone was seated, Huang Sanshi raised his glass and stood up and said a few words of welcome.

Teacher He also raised his glass and said, "Happy, let's respect Teacher Huang."

Then he lifted the lid of the hot pot and said, "Let's start it."

There are many people, and most of them are young people. Besides, the consumption of rice transplanting in the afternoon is also very large, so the fighting power is very scary, especially when the pool is growing, the food is particularly large.

Huang Sanshi was afraid that Lin Tianwen would not be able to get the vegetables, so he kept getting the vegetables for him.

"Mr. Huang, don't do this. No one on this table is more convenient than me." Lin Tianwen said.

"Seems to be."

Lin Tianwen was sitting on the side, and he wanted to pick something, he could pick it up with a hand.

On the table, Huang Sanshi and Brother Lang were chatting about the past when they were young, and a group of young people listened carefully.

When it was almost time to eat, the pool entered the dying stage again.

Everyone chatted and talked about today's dishes.

"Actually, everything I made today was actually a whole pot of pork." Huang Sanshi said.

"The whole pig feast." Chi Zi said.

"Beans are sensitive and allergic to pork." You Changjing said aside.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

"Really?" Liu Yasser asked with interest.

"After she ate pork, it was as if she was drunk." You Changjing helped explain.

"Really?" Teacher He asked in surprise.

"Really." You Changjing said, "We found out when we were recording the show at that time."

"Are you allergic to pork?" Huang Sanshi also asked Douzi in surprise.

"Yeah." Douzi blushed as if he had drunk a few pounds of white wine.

"How scary you look." You Changjing said.

"But today is a pure pork feast." Teacher He said.

Others asked.

Bean was drunk, and his eyes were wet.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it won't happen." Chi Zi said when he saw it.

"Have you eaten meat?" Arthur asked.

"I ate a lot." After Douzi finished speaking, he laughed again, like a drinker.

"Is it uncomfortable or it doesn't really matter? It's just a little dizzy." Teacher He asked.

"Hi. Hahaha." Douzi laughed again.

"Hehehe, she's hi." Huang Zihongfan said with a smile.

"You are too powerful. If you raise a pig at home, you will go to heaven." Chi Zi said.

"You're eating a bowl of rice, gag your mouth." Huang Sanshi said.

After the meal, Teacher He led the young people to entertain in the house, while Huang Sanshi and Brother Lang sat outside chatting.

Lin Tianwen consciously put himself in the ranks of young people, sitting on the pig that Wang Luodan gave away.

Peng Peng took out a yoga mat and put it on the aisle to start exercising.

Lin Tianwen was immediately attracted.

Looking at Peng Peng's movements, I thought that it is not easy for male artists, and body management has to be done.

The two chatting outside the house were attracted by the singing and laughter in the house and came in.

Huang Sanshi sat on the small bench, looked at everyone and said, "It seems that all the singers are here today. Then you can sing."

Young artists are showing off their talents one after another, much like the Spring Festival.

This is also to give them a shot, otherwise what would they be doing here to participate in the show.

It was late at night, the laughter in the room gradually subsided, and the songs sang became lyrical.

Lin Tianwen came out and stood in the yard, looking up at the starry sky.

Huang Sanshi followed and said softly, "Director Lin, are you not used to it?"

"A little. But it's nice to be young."

"Director Lin says he's old, you're just used to sitting in a high position, it's hard to come down."

"This village has a good environment." Lin Tianwen changed the subject and said.

"The environment is very good, but the traffic is not good. The road outside was built at the local expense because we were going to record the program."

"It is estimated that it is really not rich. I think that it will make you comfortable so that you can better promote this place."

"The poorer the place, the more it likes to do it."

"What you said makes sense. But it's also helpless."

"So this time, the program team and the National People's Congress and other colleges and universities have conducted a national survey. The research expert team specially inspected the local "Tea Tourism Integration" project."

"Very good. I went into the village in the afternoon and found that there were only old people. Are all the young people in this village going out to work?"

"Yes, basically there are only old people and children left in the family."

"I think it should attract a lot of tourists after the show is broadcast."

"That's for sure."

"I have an idea."

"Isn't it Director Lin, you want to help the village repair the Miao village here?"

"Yes, by the way, help them set up commercial projects such as farmhouses. In addition, tomorrow, two of Huayuan Network's best delivery anchors will come to help them sell local tea and local specialties."

"Director Lin, I thank you for the local villagers."

"Hey, since we met, it's easy. You should be recording here for a long time."

"It's two more months."

"In that case, please help me connect with the local poverty alleviation team, and I will ask the people from Chaoyang Foundation to come over immediately."

"no problem."

Lin Tianwen took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ye Liangshan, briefly introducing the matter.

Seeing that Lin Tianwen had sent the message, Huang Sanshi said, "Director Lin, you said just now that you want to help the local live broadcast with goods. Otherwise, I will ask the program team to contact the poverty alleviation team to prepare some local specialties that can be sold immediately, and let the two The anchor is broadcasting live in our variety show!"

Xiangsheng's investors are Huang Sanshi and Mr. He, and he still has the right to decide.

"That's cool!" Lin Tianwen said.

Huang Sanshi shouted in the direction of the camera crew: "Zhengyu, Zhengyu, Wang Zhengyu."

Wang Zhengyu came out wearing a mask and said, "I will contact you early tomorrow morning about this."

This time I came to Xiangxi to record the program. The production team has contact with the local government and the poverty alleviation team.

Huang Sanshi didn't say much, and made an OK gesture.

After the two of them chatted, they went back to the house, where the young people were still having fun.

Lin Tianwen greeted Mr. He and the others and went upstairs.

The room in the mushroom house can't sleep so many people.

The three girls sleep in one room, Brother Lang and Mr. Huang sleep in one room, and Lin Tianwen and Mao Mao sleep in one.

The rest of the boys were laying the floor downstairs.

After washing up, Lin Tianwen sent a message to Xuan Xuan and Zheng Qingya. Unexpectedly, these two pregnant women were not sleeping and were still waiting for his video call.

The three of them made a direct group video. He chatted about the interesting things filmed today, and the two pregnant women finally fell asleep listening to it.

Lin Tianwen smiled and turned off the video.

Opened the mailbox and checked, Zhang Xiyu sent him three emails.

After reading it, I made a comment.

In order to free up his labor force, he asked the IT department to make an APP, which linked all the companies under his name.

Each employee applies for permission with the company's job number, real-name authentication, and binds a salary card.

This APP can not only send and receive emails~www.novelmt.com~ open online video conferences, sign application, expense reimbursement, salary inquiry, daily attendance, certificate processing, leave processing, trade union activities, internal mall, internal cinema ticket purchase, booking Takeaway, and many more features are being perfected.

In the next step, Lin Tianwen plans to launch an interest-free loan for internal employees to purchase houses. As long as they have signed a labor contract with his company and have worked for three years, they can apply.

The first batch of funds is 1 billion yuan.

After reading the email, he checked the signing system again. The football school applied for a fee to pay for the renovation of the school's three stadiums.

He clicked agree.

With this app, it's not too convenient. If you don't have to hold regular meetings, you have to inspect various companies, otherwise he can handle company business while lying at home.

I glanced at the time, it was already twelve o'clock, so I quickly turned off my phone and went to bed.

In this way, he slept until the next morning, and Mao Mao on the bed next to him was still sleeping. Yesterday, the child didn't come back from playing until two o'clock.

If Lin Tianwen hadn't happened to be on the toilet, he wouldn't have known when he would come back.