"Um?"
Hu Yibao asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"
Hu Yibao knew that the old friends Nie Chen was referring to should be the current leaders of the Chinese martial arts world, and their status was similar to Nie Chen's.
A leading figure.
But they want to see themselves?
Hu Yibao couldn't figure out the reason.
Nie Chen's voice rang out again, "Junior Brother, don't worry. I just want to meet you and discuss something."
"This matter may determine the future direction of Chinese martial arts. You should prepare yourself mentally. I will discuss the specific matters with you in detail after you return to Zhenguo Martial Arts School."
"Okay, senior brother!" Hu Yibao replied.
Hu Yibao also wanted to see what the real Chinese martial arts world looked like.
After hanging up the phone.
At Lu Fuguo's invitation, we went to his villa for a big dinner.
…………
Left the beach and just put on my clothes.
“La la la!”
The cell phone in the backpack started ringing.
I took it out and looked at it. It was my father calling.
Hu Yibao frowned, wondering why he called at this time.
After the call was connected, the voice of father Hu Bufan came from the phone.
"Hahaha, you are worthy of being my good son!"
"Huh!?" Hu Yibao was stunned.
Did I hear it right?
My father, who has been very strict with me since I was a child, actually praised me?
However, this is only the first sentence.
Following...
"Son, I'm proud of you!"
"When you come home, let's have a drink together, and visit your grandfather's grave and tell him that you have made it big."
"You've grown up now. From now on, no matter what happens, you will make your own decisions. Your mother and I will not interfere."
…
All kinds of sugar-coated bullets are coming at us.
Hu Yibao was confused. What was going on?
As if he suddenly thought of something, Hu Yibao asked hurriedly.
"Dad, are you okay?"
"Don't despair. As long as you persevere, there is no disease that you cannot defeat."
"We must face everything with optimism."
"Dad, you have to hold on. You're only in your forties. If you die like this..."
Before he could finish his words, a roaring voice came from the phone.
"Get out! You rebellious son!!"
“Beep, beep, beep!!”
The call was then hung up.
Hu Yibao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the familiar voice.
It seems that nothing serious has happened to his father. Perhaps he has just been suddenly moved by his mother and wants to call to ease the relationship between father and son.
Thinking about it this way, Hu Yibao felt that he was a bit abrupt and thought about calling back.
“Ding ding ding!!”
The cell phone message exploded.
“La la la!!”
The phone also started ringing.
The caller ID showed Cheng Wen. As soon as the call was connected, Cheng Wen's anxious voice rang in Hu Yibao's ears.
"Mr. Hu, I, Cheng Wen, will be your friend for life!"
"If you need any help from me in the future, please don't hesitate to give me a call and I'll solve it right away!"
"By the way, I had the finance department run some statistics. As of now, the cumulative sales of your [Chinese Style] album are 13.453 million copies, with total sales of 1.452924 billion yuan. Your commission is 30%, which currently amounts to 435.8772 million yuan. I'll have the finance department pay you right now."
"Okay, contact me if you need anything."
Cheng Wen hung up the phone without letting Hu Yibao say a word.
At the same time, the bank card immediately received more than 200 million yuan in after-tax remittances.
"When did this world become so gentle to me?"
Hu Yibao muttered to himself a little doubtfully.
First, Nie Chen suddenly called and praised him, then his father suddenly called and praised him for no apparent reason, and then Cheng Wen, after praising him, took the initiative to pay for the copyright.
“La la la!!”
The cell phone rings again!
…
"This mission is very important. If you do a good job, you will receive a bonus this month."
"Director, don't worry. Qiongdao TV will definitely grab the headlines of this news. I don't care about the bonus or anything like that. I just want to fulfill my responsibility for our station."
"Be aware! Work hard. I think you've been a reporter for over a decade now, and you're qualified to take the next step and host some shows."
"Thank you for your appreciation, Director. I feel like you are our TV station's mentor."
"Hahaha, hurry up and go! Many media outlets want to interview Mr. Hu now."
A reporting car drove out of the underground garage of Qiongdao Satellite TV Building and headed towards Lu Fuguo's mansion.
Such a big news event is naturally not the only one that Qiongdao TV is involved in.
Other local newspapers in Qiongdao also came out in full force.
Qiongdao Evening News.
"We're counting on this to make the front page of our news. All of China is paying attention. If it can be published in our newspapers and on our website, the attention will definitely skyrocket!"
"Editor-in-chief, let me go! I have many years of interviewing experience!"
"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you!"
Qiongdao Daily.
"There's no contact information for Mr. Hu online right now. We can only stake out Lu Fuguo's mansion."
"Okay! All expenses will be reimbursed. If you can get firsthand news, everyone will be rewarded 10,000 this month!"
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