On the way, they specially invited Feng Wanlin along, as the old man particularly liked this girl.
When passing a large farmers' market, Xiao Weiguo even got out of the car to buy a bunch of vegetables. His father loved the dishes he made himself, and Xiao Weiguo planned to take advantage of the time today to cook a few more dishes for his father to try.
When the car arrived at the courtyard where Bai Zhenxuan lived, the gate was open. Bai Zhenxuan did not go out to find the old men to play chess.
Led by Bai Ziyu, the four of them entered the old man's courtyard one after the other.
It was a hot day. Under the shade of flowers in the courtyard, Grandpa Bai was sitting opposite a young man, chatting and laughing.
Bai Ziyu called out "Grandpa," and only then did the old man turn around, smiling and waving to them.
"Oh, it's Weiguo and Lin girl. Come and sit down."
The two greeted the old man as they walked over.
The grapevines are covered with lush leaves, blocking out all the sunlight. Occasionally, a cool breeze will blow through, and sitting under them is quite pleasant.
"Weiguo, didn't you say you were going back to Shang County? How come you have time to come back and see me again?"
Bai Zhenxuan continued to fan himself with his palm-leaf fan, and first asked Xiao Weiguo a question.
Xiao Weiguo put the things in his hands aside one by one and sat down opposite the old man.
"Old Bai, I don't have any serious business to do all day long. I just run around aimlessly. Now that I'm back in the provincial capital, I had to come and see you first."
Bai Zhenxuan nodded.
"What you've done with Ziyu is bold, ambitious, and shows great courage. I have high hopes for you both. Keep up the good work and make our country's communications industry proud. If Ziyu can achieve something with you, I'll have lived up to the country's expectations."
Bai Ziyu rarely consults his father about anything, but often comes to his grandfather for advice. The old man already knows almost everything about the matter.
Despite being over seventy years old, this elderly man's mind was far from rigid.
He gradually realized that what his grandson had done was by no means a trivial matter, and it was not just about personal interests.
If done well, it will make an immeasurable contribution to the country and the nation.
That's why he spared no effort in helping Bai Ziyu make this happen.
The old man's contribution was indispensable in Bai Ziyu's successful acquisition of the land and Zhang Chenliang's successful collaboration with a science and technology university in the province.
"Come on, let me introduce you."
Only then did the old man mention the young man who had been sitting next to him.
Xiao Weiguo thought the man looked familiar at first glance, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"His name is Zhang Damao. He was a student I sponsored in his early years, and he has now graduated."
Zhang Damao!
As soon as the old man uttered that strange name, Xiao Weiguo immediately remembered who he was.
Isn't this Zhang Damao, the most famous director in China after the millennium?
He used to appear on TV frequently, but he had grown a full beard. Now his face is still bald, no wonder he looks familiar but I didn't recognize him. It turns out that what I see now is still a greenhorn like Zhang Damao.
Since 2000, he has won numerous international awards for his roles in various films and television dramas, earning him the title of "Cameron of the East." Many well-known actors, both domestic and international, consider it an honor to appear in one of his productions.
Countless big names flock to his films, some even willing to take on small roles for free.
However, this director has a habit of always casting a newcomer in every film or series, giving them a very important role. And every newcomer he uses becomes an instant star, gaining high recognition from industry insiders for both their appearance and acting skills.
This shows just how sharp Zhang Damao's eye for talent was when it came to casting actors.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang. My name is Xiao Weiguo."
Xiao Weiguo was the first to stand up and shake hands with him.
Zhang Damao must have heard the old man mention Xiao Weiguo before, because he seemed to know him very well.
"Chairman Xiao is a business genius. I am not worthy of being called 'Mr.' in front of you. You can just call me Zhang Damao."
Xiao Weiguo chuckled.
“Brother Da Mao, your name is so unique, you must have something special about you. I, Xiao Weiguo, would not dare to be presumptuous in front of you.”
Xiao Weiguo said this not to make fun of his name, but to genuinely admire it.
In his past life, countless people were captivated by his nickname, "Old Russian," and Xiao Weiguo was a household name.
After exchanging pleasantries, the two sat down, and Zhang Damao continued speaking.
"Mr. Xiao, you flatter me. My family was poor when I was a child, and my parents didn't value me. I just picked a name randomly and it doesn't deserve your praise."
Bai Zhenxuan then took over the conversation.
"Da Mao was born in the mountains. At that time, I was the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee. Once, when I went to the mountains for an inspection, it was raining heavily. I happened to see this child chasing after his lost shoe in the flood."
“I was afraid something would happen to him, so I brought some people to pull him back. Who knew that the kid would start crying and making a fuss, saying that those were his only pair of shoes, and if he lost them, he would have no shoes to wear and would have to go to school barefoot, afraid that his classmates and teachers would laugh at him.”
"Later, I learned that this child had a very hard life. His father had passed away, and his mother was in poor health and bedridden for many years. The family relied on a few tea gardens on the hillside for a living. After deducting food, drink and medicine for his mother, they could barely afford to pay his tuition. No wonder he would desperately try to salvage a pair of shoes."
The old man shook his head and sighed at this point, then continued.
“In those years, our people were all poor. Many promising students had to drop out of school because of poverty. I couldn’t bear to see this child fall into that situation, so I started to sponsor his schooling until he graduated from university and found a job.”
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