Chapter 1085: That Year the Carriages Were Very Slow
"Hello."
After answering the call, Zhou Anan greeted the other party with a single word, not knowing how to address the other party.
If it were his relationship with Miss Wang, he should call her uncle or uncle, but the two had never met or had a direct conversation, so it would be a bit abrupt to try to get close to her.
In addition, he could not guarantee whether the person on the other side was the other party's secretary or someone else.
Therefore, the best way to deal with it is to wait for the other party to speak.
"I'm Wang Qiyang, Xiaoxiao's uncle. You can just follow Xiaoxiao and call me uncle."
After a one-second silence, a steady baritone voice reached Zhou Anan's ears. The voice did not fluctuate much, and she could not tell whether the other party's expression was good or bad.
“.”
With his mind spinning quickly, Zhou Anan followed the other person's words and shouted, "Hello, uncle. What do you want to talk to me about?"
He had seen and understood Miss Wang's relatives and knew that her eldest uncle was the number one person in charge of China's cultural industry, and that the superior administrative department of Blue Whale Entertainment was still under his leadership.
If nothing unexpected happens, the other party is also a member of the enlarged meeting of the Chinese cabinet, and will be one of the frontier officials for many years to come. It is only because of the relationship with Miss Wang's father that he has no chance to enter the cabinet.
Zhou Anan didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed when trying to get close to such a big shot.
"That's true. Are you familiar with Zhang Haiyao and her daughter?"
"????"
Suddenly hearing such a big shot asking about the little Loli mother and daughter, Zhou Anan, who had countless guesses in her mind, was still stunned for a moment.
What’s going on? How did the little Loli and her daughter attract the attention of this old uncle from the Wang family?
Although her mind was a little confused, Zhou Anan still answered truthfully: "Yes, they are quite familiar with each other. Does my uncle know them?"
"It's not me, it's an old leader of my father. Zhang Haiyao's father and Zhang Ting's late husband is the grandson of his late brother who was lost many years ago."
Listening to Uncle Wang's story, Zhou Anan's mind emerged with a somewhat yellowed picture from the 1960s and 1970s. It was still a love story as romantic as that in the rain.
During those busy years, the children of high-ranking officials in Beijing went to Haizhou to experience the life of the lower-class people and accidentally met Zhang Haiyao's great-grandmother.
In those days, transportation and mail were slow, and the spark of love was easy to ignite.
Unfortunately, after returning to Beijing, the son of a high-ranking official was planning to settle down and bring his lover to Beijing, but his plan was delayed due to an unexpected war.
However, the son of a high-ranking official shed his blood on the battlefield and was buried forever on the frontier. He didn't even know that his lover was pregnant, let alone have the chance to ask his brother to help him take care of the orphan and his widowed mother.
It was not until recent years that the descendants of the Long family found the diary of the second master of the Long family in an old desk when they were tidying up the old courtyard house, and learned about this old event.
The old man of the Long family, who had felt guilty towards his younger brother for many years, immediately ordered that his younger brother's descendants must be found at all costs to continue the second branch of the family.
However, times have changed, and the archives of that time were not stored in a standardized manner. In addition, Zhang Haiyao's great-grandmother (Miss Meng) unfortunately died young, and Grandpa Meng and Son Meng died young one after another, which made the search for relatives even more difficult.
Until two days ago, the nearly 90-year-old grandfather of the Long family came to Haizhou in person and urged his children and grandchildren to thoroughly check the old files of that year. After consuming a lot of manpower and resources, they finally found some clues from that year.
Afterwards, everything went smoothly and Zhang Haiyao appeared in the sight of the old man of the Long family. The old man was so excited that he almost had to be put on a ventilator.
This ethical drama about a little girl from the common people returning to a wealthy family should have had a happy ending, but it came to an abrupt end at the last step. Zhang Haiyao's mother did not recognize her husband's identity and refused her daughter's return to the Long family in Beijing.
Perhaps because of his guilt towards his biological brother, Grandpa Long strictly ordered his descendants not to force his brother, but to use warmth to influence him.
Therefore, the task of persuading Zhang Haiyao to return to his ancestral home and inherit the second branch's incense was given to the eldest head of the third generation of the Long family.
The eldest brother of the Long family, who had tried many methods without any effect, discovered the relationship between Zhang Haiyao's mother and daughter and Zhou Anan, and also learned about the relationship between Zhou Anan and Wang Xiaoxiao. He wanted to ask Wang's eldest uncle for help in persuading them.
"So, my uncle wants me to help persuade the mother and daughter to let Zhang Haiyao recognize his ancestors?!!"
After listening to this short yet long story, Zhou Anan opened her mouth to confirm.
Originally, Zhou Anan was a little confused about how the little girl Zhang Haiyao would become the top scorer in the college entrance examination and then become the youngest diplomat in China. At first, she just went with the flow, but she didn't expect that there was such a hidden story in it.
Since he was the only heir to the second branch of the Long family in Beijing, Zhou Anan felt that it was natural.
Although he had no connection with Beijing and had never heard of the Long family in Beijing, when he heard that his uncle Wang had the audacity to call him, he knew that the other party's status was definitely not low.
It is impossible for an ordinary person to invite the uncle of the Wang family, not to mention that the old man of the Long family is the old leader of the other party's father.
"If you can, you can help with this. The favor from the Long family is not small. Moreover, for Zhang Haiyao, becoming the only heir of the second branch of the Long family is a good opportunity. The old man of the Long family is still in good health, so you don't have to worry about her being wronged. In addition, you can suggest that she accept this identity but not live in the capital, so that she doesn't have to worry about the intrigues of the big family."
Wang Qiyang did not use the tone of an elder to command the other party. Instead, he analyzed the situation to the other party in a tactful tone.
As Wang Xiaoxiao's uncle, there is no need to consider which side Wang Qiyang leans towards.
"Okay, uncle, I understand."
After receiving the other party's proposal, Zhou Anan already had a plan in mind and agreed with a smile.
"Well, when you have time to come to the capital, I will treat you and Xiaoxiao to a meal."
Having said what needed to be said, Wang Qiyang didn’t say anything more.
"Thank you, uncle."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Anan felt slightly relieved.
Even though Zhou Anan had witnessed the dinner parties of several big shots before, she still felt a little pressured when talking to such a big shot.
Putting down the phone, Zhou Anan thought about the message he had just received.
He didn't expect that Zhang Ting didn't tell him about such a big thing.
Maybe she didn't want to involve him. After all, the big families in TV dramas are very complicated.
The script comes from life, but reality is sometimes even more outrageous than the script.
Putting this worry aside for the moment, Zhou Anan turned around and looked at the rich girl next to him who was quietly playing with her phone, and smiled: "How many fans do you have on Weike?"
In terms of how she conducts herself and others, this beautiful lady is indeed commendable, but whether she is popular or not is not something that can be changed by so-called hard work.
If hard work pays off, you would be a first or second tier celebrity in the entertainment industry.
What's more, being too good-looking is not necessarily a good thing in the entertainment industry. It can easily make the audience ignore the other person's efforts and acting skills, and then label them as a vase.
As beautiful as Liu Tianxian and as hardworking as Liu Tianxian, many years later, she starred in international blockbusters, and many fans still say that "Ling'er" was her peak, unsurpassed, and they will not accept any rebuttal.
"I have more than 15,000 followers, Brother Zhou, how about we follow each other?"
Jin Ke said with a smile after showing her Weibo page.
Up to now, she still doesn’t know which Weibo account the young CEO belongs to. She searched for Mingliu Group, Blue Whale Entertainment, and Qinglan Coffee before, but there was no information about him.
This young boss is a little too low-key.
"good."
Hearing the request from the rich and beautiful girl, Zhou Anan naturally would not refuse. She logged into her Weibo account and followed each other.
"Going to the Human World for a Stunning Banquet, Brother Zhou, your name sounds very touching."
Looking at the other party's Weibo account, which still had 4 followers, Jin Ke had a satisfied smile on her face.
Although the other party had hidden the permission for others to view the people they followed, as the fourth person followed by the other party's WeChat account, she felt that her impression of him had at least improved a few points.
"Nothing, I just really like this poem."
Unlike other artists who publicly reveal their names or stage names, Zhou Anan chose her name very casually.
The name of this large WeChat account is, in a certain sense, derived from the name of the small account, and it has its own unique artistic conception.
(End of this chapter)
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