Song Qin: "Not outside?"

"Well, I'll look back and see if I can open my own studio and do it myself."

Song Qin took a breath of cool air.

She watched Lin Yuyao grow up.

She was quite shy when we first met, but now she is much more stable.

He also had his own ambitions and even thought about opening his own studio and managing his own copyright.

And this transformation process only took one year.

"Okay, it's great that you have this idea. Your husband's family must have relevant connections. If you want to do it, you can definitely do it."

Lin Yuyao smiled and said nothing.

In fact, she had this idea a long time ago, but she was troubled by insufficient funds.

Her original plan was to make some money first, learn the ropes, and then open her own studio and manage her own copyright.

You can even sign a few talented young authors and focus on youth literature.

She gave herself three years to make it work.

However, plans cannot keep up with the changes. Who can tell this publishing house not to fight for its reputation?

She could only plan ahead.

Lin Yuyao asked, "Sister Song, have you ever thought about changing jobs?"

Song Qin was startled, "Job change?"

"Yeah, change jobs, or start a business. I definitely can't do it alone, let's do it together."

She's an excellent editor, and it would be great if we could recruit her.

Song Qin was stunned for a long while after hearing her words. After all, she still had a stable job now. Unless the company went bankrupt and forced her to leave, she had never thought about changing jobs.

Generally, they do this for their whole life.

She had heard about some people who went into business, and she had been tempted by them.

However, she felt that the risk was too great, and as a woman, she wanted stability, so she just thought about it and never took any action.

Now, the opportunity was right in front of her, and she was deeply moved.

"How is it?" Lin Yuyao asked again.

I heard footsteps outside. Someone was coming in.

Song Qin said, "We need to think about this matter for a while before we talk about it."

"Okay, it won't be ready in a day or two. I'm not in a hurry. You can take your time to think about it."

The person who came in was Fu Huaiyi, "Sister Song."

He greeted Song Qin.

Song Qin stood up and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you guys chat first, I'll be out for a while."

She was tactful enough to give them some privacy.

Fu Huaiyi squatted down, looked up at her, his eyes bright as stars, with an unconcealable joy in them.

Lin Yuyao blushed, "What are you doing?"

Fu Huaiyi stretched out his hand to wipe her face, but she raised her hand and slapped it back.

"No need to greet guests?"

"Yes, I escaped by using the excuse of going to the bathroom."

"Are you tired?"

"Of course, they are the ones I have had the most trouble dealing with since I was a child. They are all my grandfather's friends. Every time they see me, they always say the same old things. Everyone says the same thing."

Lin Yuyao asked with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

He imitated his grandfather's friend's tone and said, "When I first met you, you were still breastfeeding. In the blink of an eye, you have grown up so much that you can even get married. Oh, time flies so fast. You have grown up, and we have all turned into a bunch of old bones."

It really looks like what I learned.

Grandpa’s friends must all be old friends, and the older they get, the more they like to say this.

"It's just a formality, just respond to it."

"I'm tired of dealing with so many things. Sigh! I can finally get out and take a breath."

"You came out of here on the pretext of going to the restroom, but you can't stay out for too long. Go quickly, Grandpa will be looking for you soon."

"Okay, I'm going out then."

He stood up, leaned down to her face and kissed her just a millimeter away.

It's not easy to put on this kind of makeup, so of course you can't really kiss it.

As soon as he left Fu Yatong, he came back with Ye Lian and Chen Xia.

"Sister-in-law, someone found it for you."

"Hey, thank you so much."

"You're welcome. My mom asked me to go out and call for help, so I can't accompany you."

"It's okay, just go ahead."

Grandpa has many old friends, so of course they can't just see the bride and groom, they will also meet Fu Leyi and Fu Yatong, who also have to socialize and entertain guests.

Ye Lian asked, "Why are you the only one here? Where are the two makeup artists?"

"Sister Song just told me something, so I sent them out."

"What's going on?"

"Nothing much, just work."

She handed her manuscript to Ye Lian and said, "Mom, please keep it for me and give it to me when we get back."

"become."

"Are you okay, sister-in-law? Why do you look so pale?"

Chen Xia said, "It's nothing, I just feel a little carsick."

It's been a while since you got off the bus, but your face is still so pale.

It seems that she, like Zhou Jing, suffers from severe motion sickness.

Zhou Jing's parents' home is nearby. After work yesterday, she went back to her parents' home to rest for a night. She walked here with her daughter in the morning, otherwise she would probably be dizzy by now.

"There's an empty room next door. I have the key. Sister-in-law, go and have some rest."

She took out the key and handed it to Chen Xia.

Chen Xia looked at Ye Lian.

Ye Lian said, "Then go and rest. Your health is important."

"Okay, Mom, call me if you need anything."

"become."

Ye Lian whispered to Lin Yuyao, "I went to see the auditorium. It was so beautiful. There were two rows of flower baskets and a red carpet in the middle. Oh, this doesn't look like a wedding at all. I think it looks more like a coronation."

Her mother always speaks so funny.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

"I'm not kidding, it's really that exaggerated. I thought it was a lie on TV, but it turns out there are real people who have such grand weddings."

There are rich people and poor people in every era. Ye Lian has always lived in the countryside, and the people around her are all the same.

The richest person she had ever met was the contractor from the next village, so she naturally couldn't imagine what the wealthy families in the city were like.

She kept talking about how big the place was, frowning and talking about how much money it would cost, and as she spoke, she began to feel inferior.

In the end, he was unable to raise a dowry of one thousand yuan for his daughter, and only had five hundred yuan.

"Your in-laws gave us 5,000, but we only have 500. Sigh! It's all because of my useless parents."

"Mom, what you gave me is the limit of what you can give me."

Yes, that's where the power lies.

"If I had gotten married last year, I would have only received 300 yuan. Now I can get 500 yuan, so I'm making a lot of money," said Lin Yuyao.

Ye Lian was amused by her words, "Silly girl."

Lin Yuyao added, "Mom, our lives will get better and better in the future, so there's no need to envy others."

"Yes, if the three of you compete with each other, our lives will be better and better."

As the guests arrived one after another, it was time for the bride to come out.

Lin Dawei was brought to Lin Yuyao's room because she was the one who had to lead the bride in.

He has been farming for half his life, so where has he ever seen such a grand scene?

It took him a long time to prepare himself mentally before he took the first step, and he looked even more nervous than the bride.

Lin Yuyao sensed his nervousness and whispered, "Dad, relax a little."

"Okay, I'll relax..."

Ye Lian scolded him in a low voice, "Why are you so nervous? It's not your wedding."