“Everything is now a public-private partnership, and it looks like my pub will also be a joint venture.
Rather than arrange for an unknown and unrelated person to come in, I would rather transfer it directly to the clothing factory.
Anyway, the property rights of this house also belong to the clothing factory, so Xia Hong is here, right?
Let her be a public affairs manager, or she can transform the tavern into a restaurant specializing in reception tasks.
Lao Yang's reception duties can also be handled here. I can't say anything else, but the ingredients are definitely no problem. The chefs have them ready, and Nan Yi's cooking skills are pretty good."
Wang Xiulan and Lao Yang nodded in acknowledgment, as they had just satisfied their appetites.
In this way, Jia Youcai co-operated with the tavern and became a hands-off boss. He had nothing to do all day long and left everything to Xia Hong.
Jia Youcai, who was completely free, spent his days eating, drinking and wandering around.
After dinner, Jia Youcai had nothing to do, so he sat at the counter with a notebook and started writing and drawing.
What I wrote were some corporate frameworks, novel outlines, animations, cartoons, and outlines of live-action movie scripts, all for future considerations.
It's a very profitable business. Even the derivative products are unknown how much money can be made and how many jobs can be created.
After Xia Hong finished her work, she sneaked over to Jia Youcai who was writing and drawing. Later, he was composing songs again.
The emperor gave her several red songs, which were sung all over the country once they were released, and the government even wanted to recruit her to join a trade union.
But she rejected it directly. She knew her own level. She was okay at singing but she couldn't compose.
Secondly, if I want to stay with Jia Youcai, I will be happy even if I can only see him every day.
Jia Youcai felt someone approaching, looked up, and said with a smile.
"What? You're done. Don't look at me anymore. I don't have any songs for you to sing."
Xia Hong looked at Jia Youcai with a smile on her face and said.
"No, I just want to see what you are writing."
Jia Youcai said: "It's nothing, just some company structure and stuff, I'll show it to you if you want.
If you are willing, come with me to Hong Kong in two years. How about I open a company for you to manage?"
Xia Hong's eyes widened suddenly, and she stared at Jia Youcai's smiling face in surprise.
In just a moment, tears rolled down my eyes.
Xia Hong quickly covered her mouth with the back of her hand, her body shaking uncontrollably.
Jia Youcai chuckled and said, "Okay, you look so excited, come sit next to me."
After Jia Youcai finished speaking, he grabbed Xia Hong and asked her to sit next to him.
Xia Hong was still looking at Jia Youcai. After a while, she asked Jia Youcai in an excited and disbelieving tone with trembling lips.
"Mr. Grandpa, you don't dislike me?"
Jia Youcai wiped Xia Hong's tears and then said with a smile.
"What nonsense are you talking about? When did Grandpa dislike you? Look, I knew you the first time I came to the city.
I taught you how to drive and how to sing.
Others don't have this blessing. Grandpa knows what you're thinking. Don't worry, from now on, just follow Grandpa and live a simple life. Don't think about other messy thoughts."
After hearing this, Xia Hong hugged Jia Youcai, buried her head in his arms, and sobbed.
Jia Youcai patted Xia Hong on the back.
"Come on, stop crying. We're still in the tavern. If someone sees us, it won't be good. If you want to hold me, come to my house tonight and I'll hold you as much as you want."
(A brief explanation here: Xia Hong's prototype character is based on Sir Run Run Shaw's wife, Ms. Fang Yihua. It's not a random one. I'd like to add that it's a first-hand one.)
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