Jiang Ling thought for a moment and said, "Dinner is fine. I'll go over after work."
She thought it was just a dinner among friends. After all, Jiang Ling and Su Yan had been in contact for more than a year and were already friends. In Su Yan's words, they were close friends regardless of age.
But Zhou Jing'an said, "You take a rest tomorrow, let's go choose a gift together. Ling'er has good taste."
Jiang Ling tilted her head and asked, "Is anyone else coming?" Normally, people wouldn't choose gifts in such a grand manner.
Zhou Jing'an shook his head. "Only Director Su and his wife." He looked at Jiang Ling's puzzled expression and couldn't help but laugh. "That movie we invested in half a year ago was arranged by Director Su. Ling'er, maybe you forgot about it."
As for investment in film and television, newcomers like Jiang Ling and Zhou Jing'an do not have much capital and are not eligible, so they need someone to introduce them.
Jiang Ling paused, then remembered, "Is it going to be released in the next few days?"
"Yeah, the National Day period." After washing the dishes, he washed his hands and took the fruit plate from her.
Jiang Ling was pulled away by him and asked again: "Is it you who went to guest star in it?"
Zhou Jingan nodded, "Yes."
That made her remember everything. She looked at him sincerely and asked, "How do you remember so many projects?"
Zhou Jingan smiled and put his arm around her waist, "You're not old yet, your memory is still good."
He picked up a piece of apple and fed it to her, then chased after her and bit off half of it, taking the opportunity to kiss her, "Are you happy that money came in today, Ling'er? You can rest tomorrow..."
He chased her to ask for benefits, but Jiang Ling pulled his collar down, kissed him, and whispered, "Let's put Ah Xian to sleep first."
Zhou Jingan immediately smiled and said, "As you wish."
The private museum is located in a village in Beijing. The village is a modern village with beautiful scenery, including mountains and water. It is a tourist destination with many tourists, and it is also a sketching spot for some art students.
The museum is named "Hualing," or "Hualing Private Painting and Calligraphy Museum." The name is obviously inspired by Jiang Ling, but the museum's treasure is also the portrait of Jiang Ling painted by Zhou Jing'an.
She was wearing a chest-length skirt and had her hair in a Chaoyun Jinxiang bun, just like when she was working hard. Zhou Jing'an carefully portrayed her, stroke by stroke, and hung the painting on an independent wall in the main exhibition hall.
Hualing is located at the foot of the mountain. It was rebuilt on the basis of an ancient folk house with the addition of modern elements. It is set against the backdrop of green mountains and waters, and is embellished with the characteristics of Hui-style architecture. The building itself is like a landscape ink painting.
In addition, the museum collaborates with Chinese painting teachers and students from some universities to organize lectures and courses for tourists to learn. Naturally, the entertainment industry also plays a role, inviting some well-known celebrities to visit, which also attracts many tourists.
Hualing covers a large area, some of whose exhibition halls are available for rent, and it also hosts personal or joint exhibitions of some modern painters.
Zhou Jing'an took advantage of this momentum just right. Hualing was listed as one of the check-in spots around Beijing. With official publicity and protection, it was no problem for him to gain a foothold.
He did more than that. The cultural and creative companies he had invested in before also played a role in creating exclusive cultural and creative products for Hua Ling. The inspiration was novel and unique, and the workmanship was exquisite, which also set off a sensation in the cultural and creative circle.
Jiang Ling and Zhou Jing'an made a lot of money. "This is just the beginning. We will go further and further in the future," Zhou Jing'an said to her.
But although Jiang Ling was happy, she also felt a little disappointed.
Because Zhou Jing'an is getting busier and busier.
This reminded her of the days when Zhou Jing'an was working hard. At one point, he was so busy that he couldn't go home. He went out early and came back late every day. Although the two lived under the same roof, they rarely saw each other.
But she understood that this could not be forced. If she wanted to make money, she would have to give up something and could not be so greedy.
"Okay, then take care of yourself. The weather is getting colder, so remember to put on more clothes." Jiang Ling adjusted her mood and instructed him.
Zhou Jingan nodded gently, "Okay, you are even more so."
She wanted to chat for a few more words when a voice came from beside Zhou Jingan saying that he had something to do. Zhou Jingan had no choice but to tell her that he had to go. Jiang Ling smiled and nodded, "Okay, go ahead."
He has not been home for more than half a month. Jiang Ling sighed lightly, thinking that if this continued, he would definitely become busier and busier as his career grew bigger.
Jiang Ling pondered for a moment, then hugged Zhou Xian and said, "Ah Xian, do you miss your daddy?"
Zhou Xian nodded, "I do."
She smiled and said, "Then let's go find him, okay?"
Zhou Xian's eyes lit up, "Okay!"
They left as soon as they said they would. A few days later, during the New Year's Day holiday, Jiang Ling took Zhou Xian to Chengyan Village, the village where Hua Ling lived.
Jiang Ling and Zhou Xian came on the opening day, attended the opening ceremony and took a tour of the museum.
We set off in the morning and arrived at noon.
The two hid outside Hua Ling, and Jiang Ling called Zhou Jing'an.
"Zhou Jing'an, Ah Xian and I have a surprise for you." Her voice sounded a little happy.
Zhou Jingan chuckled, "I have a surprise for you too."
They both pointed their cameras at the door almost at the same time.
Then they said at the same time: "Guess where I am!"
Jiang Ling naturally aimed at the Hualing gate, while on the other side of the phone, Zhou Jingan aimed at the door of their villa.
Both of them were stunned, including Zhou Xian.
"Dad, you're home?" He smiled, then frowned, "But Mom and I are here to look for you!"
Zhou Jing'an couldn't help laughing, and Jiang Ling also laughed.
How could he not notice Jiang Ling's little emotions? Even if Jiang Ling was not disappointed, he would do everything he could to go home and spend more time with them.
This time it was because Hua Ling had just opened and there were so many things to do that I didn’t have time to go home for more than half a month.
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