Chapter 47

Song Shu heard the voice and looked over. She saw Chen Zonghao walking towards her. He stood in front of her and looked at her. "Are you coming down?"

Song Shu nodded, "Yes." Then she introduced Mr. Li who had kindly sent her down, "This is Grandma Zhang's grandson, Mr. Li Qingyuan, and this is me..."

Song Shu was just about to introduce Chen Zonghao as she usually did, saying that he was her husband. Before, their relationship was open and honest, so Song Shu could say this frankly. But after Chen Zonghao confessed to her, Song Shu was unable to say it as naturally as before, after all, she had a clear conscience before that.

Fortunately, Chen Zonghao took over the conversation, extended his hand to Li Qingyuan, and stared at him, "Hello, Mr. Li, Chen Zonghao."

Li Qingyuan politely shook his hand and smiled warmly, "Hello, Mr. Chen."

The two people's hands touched and then separated, and their eyes briefly looked at each other in the air.

After the two finished introducing themselves, Song Shu turned to Li Qingyuan and thanked him again, "Thank you, Mr. Li. Just drop us off here. We can leave the campus on our own. We won't bother you any more."

Li Qingyuan did not insist any more. He nodded and smiled, looking at her, "Goodbye, Miss Song. Thank you for the gift for grandma. I usually collect a lot of information when I write novels. If Miss Song can't find any information, you can contact me."

Song Shu was a little surprised. She had just chatted with Grandma Zhang and only knew that he was engaged in literary work. She didn't expect that Mr. Li was also a novelist. She couldn't help but said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Mr. Li actually wrote novels. Can you tell me your pen name? Maybe I can have the honor of reading your novels."

Li Qingyuan nodded generously, "I just wrote the novel for fun, it's not inconvenient. It's my honor that Miss Song is interested in reading it. My pen name is 'Yuan Qing'."

Song Shu thought the words sounded familiar, and then she remembered that the novel written by this pen name was not just for fun as he said. The novel written by this pen name was a best-seller in Hong Kong, and she had also seen related reports about this writer in the newspaper before.

It's just that this writer is very low-key, and the reporters didn't find out his real name and face. She didn't expect that Li Qingyuan was this writer. She was lucky enough to meet him today, and for a moment she felt that this world is really magical.

However, Song Shu felt a little embarrassed when she thought of those reports. After all, according to media reports, Mr. Li probably didn't like to reveal his real life to the outside world. Her behavior of asking about his pen name just now might have offended him a little.

Song Shu thought about it and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I think I shouldn't ask about your pen name casually. I promise not to disclose your relevant information to others."

Li Qingyuan listened to her words and thought that she must have read some media reports, so he explained: "Miss Song, don't feel sorry. I am willing to reveal the pen name, and I am usually just impatient to deal with reporters. I didn't intentionally hide the information. You don't need to feel guilty."

Song Shu heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Li is such a considerate person."

Li Qingyuan smiled and said, "Then I will accept Miss Song's compliment."

Song Shu looked at his gentle appearance and thought of the novels he wrote, and felt that there was a huge contrast between him and his real self.

He looks gentle and polite, but he writes majestic martial arts novels. If his readers knew what he really looks like, they would definitely be surprised.

Song Shu couldn't help but say to him, "Mr. Li is very different from the novel you wrote. I didn't expect that Mr. Li is such a gentle person in real life."

Li Qingyuan listened and smiled gently, "I'll take this as a compliment from Miss Song. Also, this is my business card. Miss Song can contact me if you need any books or information."

Song Shu did not refuse his kindness and took it. "Thank you. I will contact you if I need you."

Mr. Li nodded, and Song Shu said goodbye to him and walked back with Chen Zonghao.

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After putting the business card away and walking for a while, Song Shu realized that the person next to her was unusually silent. She couldn't help but look at him twice more and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Zonghao glanced at her and said casually, "Is that Grandma Zhang's grandson?"

Song Shu nodded without any doubt, "Yes, just now when I was talking to Grandma Zhang upstairs, he happened to come back and met me, so Grandma Zhang asked him to take me down."

Chen Zonghao nodded and said casually: "Oh, then he is quite kind-hearted."

Song Shu thought that Grandma Zhang was also such a kind-hearted person, so she said, "Yeah, like Grandma Zhang."

Chen Zonghao glanced at her and continued in a neutral tone, "Then he is a really good man. He even agreed to find information for you."

Song Shu listened for a moment, and felt that what he said was not right. It sounded like an insult, and she couldn't help but look at him a few times.

The man looked very calm, as if he really thought so. However, Song Shu thought about the man's character and suddenly realized that he might be jealous. She rolled her eyes and nodded in agreement. "I also think Mr. Li is very enthusiastic. Such a busy novelist still helps me find books and information. He is such a good person. I don't know how to thank him..."

But before she finished her words, the man stopped and looked at her sideways, his expression no longer able to remain calm. "Well, that sounds good, but you've only known each other for a day, so don't bother me too much. I can also find you any books or information you need."

Chen Zonghao thought that if that didn't work, he could travel all over Hong Kong, or go back to the mainland to see if there was any. He didn't believe that he couldn't find the book she needed.

Seeing how serious he was, Song Shu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Chen Zonghao saw her happy smile and realized that she was just teasing him. He didn't feel angry but relieved. He glanced at her and said again: "I'm telling the truth. It's not good to bother others all the time."

Song Shu raised her eyebrows and looked at him, stretching out her tone, "Why, aren't you someone else?"

Chen Zonghao looked at her, raised his lips and replied lazily, "I may not be someone else, it depends on what you think, Miss Song. After all, we have obtained the marriage certificate, and I am the one pursuing you."

Song Shu choked when she heard this. This guy was really something. He would find opportunities to express his feelings. In the end, she was always the first to lose. After all, she was not as thick-skinned as him. "Okay, let's go."

Chen Zonghao quickly caught up with her, feeling a growing sense of urgency. He knew that she was as bright as a pearl, attracting people to explore and possess her.

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After returning home, Chen Zonghao went to pick up Jiahui from school and bought some vegetables. He has been the one cooking these days since his hand healed. What Song Shu looks forward to most every day is meal time.

Song Shu accompanied Jiahui to draw on the table. Now Song Shu would find some time to accompany Jiahui to draw every night. After all, she was a designer and she knew the basics of painting.

Watching Jiahui drawing seriously on the paper, Song Shu thought about seeing if there were any painting classes nearby that she could sign up for.

But before that, she had to ask Jiahui for her opinion. So Song Shu asked Jiahui, "Jiahui, do you like painting? Do you want to learn painting? Can I sign you up for a class?"

The little guy stopped drawing, put a pen under his chin, raised his head and looked at her with big eyes, nodded, "You like drawing, are you signing up for violin lessons like Sister Zhuzhu does after school?"

Sister Zhuzhu would be taken by her mother to learn violin after school every day. If Sister Zhuzhu didn’t want to go, her mother would take her to buy delicious food. This is what Sister Zhuzhu told her.

Song Shu also knew that Sister Liu Ying had enrolled Zhuzhu in violin lessons, so she nodded, "Yeah, like Sister Zhuzhu, but you're studying painting."

After listening to this, Jiahui thought for a while, then nodded without hesitation, "Yes, Jiahui wants to learn painting."

Song Shu patted her head and said, "Okay, let's ask your uncle later when we have dinner."

"What are you asking? It's time to eat." Chen Zonghao put the dishes on the table and stood behind them to look at the paintings they were drawing. He pointed at Jiahui's painting and asked, "Who is Jiahui drawing?"

Jiahui pointed at a dwarf on the drawing paper and said, "This is me."

Then he pointed at the person standing in the middle, who was taller than the little man and had long hair, and continued, "This is Sister Shu."

Finally, he pointed at the short-haired man standing next to the long-haired one and said, "This is my second uncle."

Chen Zonghao nodded with satisfaction, "The painting is very good, but why am I standing next to your sister Shu?"

Normally, when children draw, they draw themselves in the middle, with two adults on the sides.

Song Shu was also a little curious, and looked at her with Chen Zonghao.

Jiahui blinked at them and answered obediently, "Because every time he went to pick Jiahui up from school, the uncle would walk beside my sister."

Song Shu was stunned when she heard this. It seemed that almost every time it happened as Jiahui said, Chen Zonghao walked outside her every time they walked.

Chen Zonghao raised the corner of his mouth after hearing this and touched Jiahui's head, "Reward Jiahui by eating chicken legs tonight." Then he turned his gaze to Song Shu and looked at her.

Song Shu glanced at him, then looked away uncomfortably, changing the subject: "We were just discussing sending Jiahui to learn painting."

Chen Zonghao nodded without objection and said, "I'll listen to you."

Then he walked back to the room, took out a card and handed it to her, "The fees for Jiahui's classes will be paid from here, and all other expenses for the family will be paid from here in the future."

Song Shu thought about it. Although she could pay Jiahui, he was Jiahui's second uncle in name only, and he would not let her pay. So she took it without refusing, "Okay."

Chen Zonghao was relieved to see her take it. He was afraid that she would refuse like before.

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The next day, when she went to pick up Jiahui from school, Song Shu specifically asked Liu Ying what interest classes she would recommend. "I plan to enroll Jiahui in a painting class."

Liu Ying smiled and said, "Then you've asked the right person. I checked everything out when I signed Zhuzhu up for interest classes. The institution where Zhuzhu is taking violin lessons now also offers other interest classes, including a painting class. I think it's pretty good. You can go and have a look. I'm going to take Zhuzhu there later, so you can take Jiahui with you to have a look."

Song Shu thought it was feasible and nodded, "Excuse me, Sister Ying. I'll take Jiahui with you to have a look now."

"Okay, let's go together." Liu Ying nodded.

Zhuzhu was walking hand in hand with Jiahui in the middle. After hearing what her mother and sister Shu said, she rolled her eyes and whispered to Jiahui, "Jiahui, are you going to take lessons too? I tell you, the violin is not easy to play. My mother said that my playing is as bad as sawing wood."

Zhuzhu sighed and shook her head as she spoke. She didn't know what her mother was thinking. She said her mother played the violin awfully, so why did she send her to learn it?

Jiahui nodded and shook her head, "I'm not going to learn to play the violin, but to learn painting. Jiahui likes painting."

Zhuzhu looked at Jiahui as if she was a monster and sighed, "Jiahui, you actually like to go to class. I was so tired from going to class in kindergarten. If mom hadn't bought me delicious food, I wouldn't have gone to class."

Jiahui nodded, "I like painting, it's not tiring."

Zhuzhu sighed deeply like a little adult, and said with an experienced look, "Well, you won't want to go after a few more days."

Zhuzhu thought they spoke very softly, but Song Shu and Sister Liu Ying heard it. They looked at each other and Liu Ying smiled helplessly, "This kid."

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It didn't take long for us to arrive at the interest class institution. This institution happened to be on the way from kindergarten to home. We could pick up our children after school and take them to the institution to learn painting on the way back. We didn't have to take a detour to send them to class, which was extremely convenient.

After hearing Song Shu's purpose, the receptionist explained to her gently, "We have painting classes here. The teachers are all professional painters or have more than ten years of painting experience. There are oil painting classes, sketching classes... Each class is small, with one teacher teaching ten students... We also have a seven-day trial course, so children can try it out. If they are satisfied, they can pay for more classes."

Song Shu followed the teacher to visit the studio. The studio was bright and spacious, and there was only one teacher for ten students. Song Shu looked around and found that there were many children as old as Jiahui who came to learn painting, so Jiahui would not be lonely.

Children are not very persistent and would want to play after drawing for a while. The teachers are very gentle and have ways to make children patiently draw again. It seems that the teaching level is quite good.

Song Shu then let Jiahui try out the course for a few days. After asking her and finding out that she was very happy learning to paint every day, she paid for her to attend the painting class.

After that, Jiahui would study painting in the studio every day after school, which usually took about two hours.

Every day, Song Shu and Chen Zonghao would pick her up after school and send her to the studio. Then they would go home and pick her up again when the time came.

Fortunately, the studio is only a few minutes away from home, so the time I spend picking people up every day can be regarded as my evening walk.

Chen Zonghao seemed to particularly like this walking time. Every day when the time came, he would take Song Shu over and buy her a cup of milk tea or some delicious snacks on the way.

Song Shu also thought that this evening walk was great. She was busy with design all day, and going out with him to pick up Jia Hui in the evening could make her feel much more relaxed.

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These days Song Shu has been reading the materials borrowed from the library. Sometimes when she comes out to get a glass of water, she will see Chen Zonghao also reading in the room, or fiddling with his t parts.

The two of them learned from each other under the same roof without disturbing each other. Although there was not much communication, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, with a faint warmth lingering in it.

When Song Shu felt hungry after studying at night, as long as she came out of the living room, Chen Zonghao would seem to have received a signal and would cook her a bowl of noodles or fried rice.

This habit started one night when Song Shu studied until midnight and went out to the refrigerator to look for something to eat. There were a lot of ingredients but she was not good at cooking, so she wanted to make some instant noodles for herself. Chen Zonghao also came out of the room and saw her looking for food in the kitchen. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You are hungry."

Song Shu looked at the person leaning against the kitchen door frame and nodded, a little embarrassed, "Well, I am a little hungry."

Chen Zonghao walked in, took a look at the instant noodles she wanted to eat, and said, "I'll do it."

Song Shu did not rush to do it. She stood aside to make room for him and watched the man cook.

She saw the man skillfully washing the pot, boiling water, slowly adding vegetables and ham, and frying an egg for her. Finally, he served her a bowl of luxurious instant noodles.

From that day on, Song Shu and Chen Zonghao changed from being a midnight snack partner to a partner where Chen Zonghao cooked and Song Shu ate for free.

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That night, Song Shu was eating the sweet soup that Chen Zonghao had cooked for her. The man took out something that looked like a video recorder from the room, but this machine looked much thinner than a video recorder. He looked at her and asked, "Do you want to watch a movie?"

Song Shu looked at the thing in his hand and had a hunch in her heart. She couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

Chen Zonghao had a rare look of pride on his face. "I made something called a DVD, a digital disc. It has a large capacity and can record a whole movie. The picture quality is clearer, reaching 720p."

Song Shu's eyes widened when she heard this. She had only mentioned it briefly at that time, but she didn't expect that this person would actually make it for her. Even though she didn't have any knowledge of electronic equipment, she knew that making a new device was not an easy task.

"You're so awesome." Song Shu stood up and walked towards him. She couldn't help but reach out and touch the DVD player. In fact, she had never used this device in her previous life. She only had a vague memory that her parents had used this device when she was a child.

Chen Zonghao looked at her sparkling eyes and suddenly felt that the sleepless research and production during this period was nothing. He raised his lips and asked, "Want to watch a movie?"

Song Shu nodded happily, "Okay, then I will be the first person to watch this machine. What an honor."

Chen Zonghao put the DVD player on the TV, connected it to the TV with a cable, and looked at her sideways while holding a few discs. "Watch a martial arts movie or a horror movie?"

When Song Shu heard him mention ghost movies, she shuddered. She knew the power of early Hong Kong ghost movies, so she quickly shook her head and refused, "I don't want to watch ghost movies, I want to watch martial arts movies."

Chen Zonghao heard this and raised the corner of his mouth jokingly, "Okay."

Song Shu saw that he seemed to be a little disappointed. She couldn't help but think of what she had heard before, where a boyfriend and girlfriend went to the cinema to watch a horror movie, and the girlfriend was so scared that she hid in her boyfriend's arms. She snorted, "Childish."

Chen Zonghao put the disc into the DVD player and clicked play. The movie started playing on the TV. When he finished playing and walked over, he just happened to hear her mumbling. He raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "How can I be childish."

Song Shu was too lazy to pay attention to him and pulled him to sit down, "You blocked me from watching the movie."

Chen Zonghao followed her movements and sat on the same sofa.

It started with the logo of the film production company, followed by the title of the film. Song Shu then realized that the film being played was a very famous martial arts film. In later generations, this film has a very high status in the film industry after the passage of time.

Song Shu had seen this movie before, but now it was a different experience watching it with Chen Zonghao. Even though the plot was familiar, she still enjoyed watching it.

Chen Zonghao was sitting beside her. The sofa was not big, so his shoulder would touch hers if he moved a little. He could even smell the scent of her body after showering if he got closer. They were obviously using the same shower gel, but the smell on her and him was very different, which made most of his attention be focused on her instead of the movie.

Many years later, he was interviewed about his history of making a fortune, and he could not remember anything else, but the scene of watching a movie with her tonight was a beautiful memory that he wanted to revisit every midnight.

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After reading the book information a few days later, Song Shu started to design the costumes based on the background information provided by the costume TV series. The personality of each character also needed to be considered. People with different personalities wear different clothes, so this was a huge workload. Fortunately, the design fee given by the production team was a large sum of money, more than twice the design fee given by He Qianci.

Since that day when Chen Zonghao showed her the functions of the DVD player, Chen Zonghao started to go out early and come back late again. The difference was that this man would buy her some books or materials every day when he came back, as if he wanted to drown her in the ocean of knowledge.

When Song Shu politely said that she didn't need to buy books for her every day, the man said confidently, "It's a piece of cake. I can find you any information you want."

Song Shu was choked by his words for a moment and could only complain in her heart that this man was probably the reincarnation of a jealous person. However, with his help, Song Shu did go to the library less often.

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After Chen Zonghao came out of the Patent Office for registration, he took a taxi with his stuff, got off the taxi and walked into a building, then took the elevator directly to the 18th floor.

When I walked out, I saw Shitou directing people to put things in. "Well, put it here. No, a little to the right. Okay, here..."

Shitou looked up and saw Chen Zonghao coming in. He greeted him happily, "Brother Hao."

Ah Wen, who was busy at the side, also came over and said, "Brother Hao."

Chen Zonghao glanced at the office and asked, "How are the preparations going?"

Shitou said excitedly, "It's all cleaned up. We just need to put in some office supplies."

Shitou never thought that one day he would be able to work in an office. This was all thanks to Brother Hao.

At first, when he heard Brother Hao say that he would sell all the products used to make VCRs and stop making VCRs, he still felt a little regretful. But he never expected that Brother Hao would turn around and make something even more powerful than a VCR, which made him admire him endlessly.

As expected, Brother Hao is still Brother Hao, so powerful. He led them out of the society and now started a company.

At this time, Fatty walked in from the door with some documents in his hands. He had a rare energetic look on his face. When he saw Chen Zonghao, he spoke with a hint of respect, "Brother Hao."

Uncle Fei has very few people he admires in his life, and Chen Zonghao is one of them. Even though he is much older than Chen Zonghao, he is willing to call him "Brother Hao."

Chen Zonghao glanced at the information in his hand and said politely, "Uncle Fatty, I'm sorry to bother you with the recruitment."

Uncle Fat has a very good eye for people, and it's perfect for him to recruit employees.

The fat uncle shook the information in his hand and said, "No problem, leave it to me."

Chen Zonghao nodded and looked at them and said, "Don't worry, we will start the company slowly."

He also needs to attract investment. Although he has the technology, it is not easy to enter this market. If he starts to enter alone, he may face the watchful eyes of multiple capitals, and if he is not careful, he may end up making things difficult for others.

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In the morning, after Song Shu got up, she saw that the man was wearing the suit she had made and was clumsily tying his tie in front of the mirror in the bathroom. The tie was the one she bought for him when Sister Fang Yun asked her to go shopping a few days ago.

Seeing him in such a mess, Song Shu couldn't help but walk over and take the tie from him, "Let me do it."

"Yeah." Chen Zonghao handed the tie to her, bent down to make it easier for her to do it, and watched the woman tying his tie with her brows lowered and her slender fingers swaying in front of his eyes.

While tying his tie, Song Shu asked in confusion, "Why are you wearing a suit? Is there something wrong?"

Chen Zonghao slowed down his breathing and said in a low voice, "Well, regarding the DVD player, I am going to discuss cooperation with Mr. Xu Changlong. This market is completely blank right now. We need to find someone with real power to cooperate with us. Otherwise, we will just be swallowed up in the end."

Chen Zonghao did not shy away from talking about his work in front of her, as well as his current weakness, because he was confident that he would become strong in the end, and temporary weakness was nothing.

Song Shu nodded in agreement. "Your method is the most reliable. Although it seems to have lost some interests, it will be easier to carry out the work if Mr. Xu is involved."

Mr. Xu Changlong is one of the richest people in Hong Kong. He came to cooperate with Chen Zonghao in this DVD market, but no one else dared to take a chance.

Song Shu patted him on the shoulder as she fastened her tie, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "Okay, I wish you good luck today and good luck at work."

Chen Zonghao looked at the encouragement and trust in her face and couldn't help but reach out and hug her. It was a short hug and then he let go. "Well, thank you."

By the time Song Shu reacted, the man had already let go of her and walked out, leaving her standing there with her mouth curled up, "Really."

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On the top floor of Xu's Building, the assistant knocked on the door of the office and walked in, respectfully saying to the person sitting in the back of the office, "Mr. Xu, Mr. Chen is here."

Xu Changlong raised his head from the documents, leaned back in his chair and smiled, "Oh, please let Mr. Chen in."

"OK."

The assistant went out again and came to the reception room. He said to the man sitting on the sofa, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Xu invites you in."

Chen Zonghao stood up and said politely, "Excuse me."

The assistant couldn't help but glance at the man who stood up. He was wearing a suit, tall and straight. He looked very young but his aura was very cold, making people dare not underestimate him.

Chen Zonghao followed his assistant to the office, and the assistant opened the door for him. "Director Xu, Mr. Chen is here."

Chen Zonghao walked in, and Xu Changlong, who was originally sitting on a chair, stood up and said, "Mr. Chen, long time no see."

Chen Zonghao greeted politely, "Mr. Xu, long time no see."

"Sit down." Xu Changlong came over and took him to the sofa next to him. Seeing him sit down, Chen Zonghao sat on the sofa opposite him.

Xu Changlong made him a cup of tea and handed it to him, and Chen Zonghao took it.

After they drank a cup of tea, Xu Changlong finally spoke up, "I wonder why Mr. Chen is here this time?"

Chen Zonghao put down his teacup and got straight to the point: "I came here to discuss cooperation with Mr. Xu. I wonder if Mr. Xu is interested."

Xu Changlong took a sip of tea, listened to his words, his eyebrows moved, and his face was full of interest, "Oh, I wonder what kind of cooperation Mr. Chen wants to discuss with me."

Chen Zonghao took out a document from his bag and handed it to him, "Mr. Xu, you can take a look. This is my plan."

Xu Changlong put down the teacup, took the document and started to look through it.

For a moment, the only sound in the office was Xu Changlong flipping papers.

Five or six minutes later, Xu Changlong held the document and looked up at Chen Zonghao. His expression changed, and he finally exclaimed, "Mr. Chen, if it's really like what the plan says, then you are here to give me money."

After reading the plan, Xu Changlong knew how great the benefits were. As long as the DVD was produced, all the VCRs on the market would be eliminated and replaced by DVDs. Even people who previously thought VCRs were inconvenient would be happy to buy DVDs.

After all, it is more convenient and has a larger memory for storing videos. One disc can store a whole movie, so people can watch more videos. After all, if you want to play a complete movie now, you need to change a lot of tapes, which is very troublesome.

Moreover, the image content stored in this DVD is clearer, at 720p, which is a complete qualitative change.

The most important thing is that this market is completely blank. There is no such equipment in Hong Kong, mainland China or other countries. It is equivalent to that they have completely mastered the world market. As the first person to eat the cake, the profits they get are huge.

So he was absolutely right when he said that Chen Zonghao came to give him money.

Chen Zonghao was much more sober. He knew that the market was very profitable, but he couldn't handle it all by himself. "Mr. Xu, you're joking. Although it's profitable, it's not something I can fully control right now."

After listening to Chen Zonghao's words, Xu Changlong admired him even more. This was a clear-headed person, and a person who could keep a clear head in the face of huge interests. Such a person would definitely do great things in the future.

Xu Changlong was happy to cooperate with such a person. He only thought about it for a while before agreeing to the cooperation. "Mr. Chen, I will accept this cooperation. I will invest 20% of the shares. What do you think?"

Chen Zonghao is not short of money now. He made a lot of money from the previous sale of video recorders. He can definitely afford the initial capital investment. Xu Changlong obviously knows this after his investigation.

Chen Zonghao thought that he would ask for a larger stake, perhaps 30% to 40%, but he only asked for 20%. It must be said that Mr. Xu Changlong's success today was not due to luck.

It would be better for Chen Zonghao if he didn't invest much, so he nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Xu, it's a pleasure to work with you."

“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

The two men finalized the cooperation, and the atmosphere of the conversation became relaxed. Xu Changlong pointed out the proposal in the plan to invest and build a factory in mainland China, and asked with some doubt: "Mr. Chen plans to build the factory in mainland China?"

Chen Zonghao nodded, "Well, firstly, it is cheaper to build factories in the mainland. There are policies to support it, and the labor force is cheaper than in Hong Kong. Secondly, the mainland market is much larger than the Hong Kong market."

Xu Changlong nodded. "It seems that building a factory in mainland China is more advantageous."

Moreover, with the policy changes in Hong Kong in recent years, many factories have moved to the mainland. Xu Changlong did not care where the factories were built, so he listened to him and agreed.

What Chen Zonghao didn't say was that there was another reason for building a factory in the mainland. He knew that Song Shu also planned to build a factory in the mainland. Then he could accompany her back to the mainland. Besides, that place was her hometown, and he also wanted to go and see it.

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When Chen Zonghao came back in the evening, Song Shu stopped him from changing his clothes first. Instead, she picked up the camera he had bought before and said she wanted to take a few photos of him as a souvenir. After all, it was rare to see Chen Zonghao wearing a suit, and he looked so stylish.

Song Shu said confidently, "After all, this is your first time wearing a suit, so it has commemorative significance. Besides, didn't you negotiate a big cooperation today? You have to commemorate it too."

Chen Zonghao also followed her, listening to her instructions and sitting on the sofa while she took pictures of him.

Song Shu looked at the man sitting on the peeling sofa. He had a slicked-back hair and wore a neat suit. He was just sitting there lazily, but he was able to attract everyone's attention. She muttered in her heart, "What a monster."

Song Shu couldn't help but take several photos of him in a row, capturing this handsome figure in the photos.

After taking the photos, Song Shu lowered her head and looked through the photos in the camera.

The pixels of today's cameras are not as good as those in the future, but the photos taken have a different atmosphere.

In the photo, the light in the small house was not very bright, and a young man was sitting on a shabby sofa. He was looking at the camera with his lips slightly raised, and there was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

If this photo is put in modern times many years later and someone posts a photo of your parents' old photos, this photo will definitely be highly praised and will be all over the Internet.

Song Shu flipped through the photos one by one. Even though the pixels were not very high, she could still see the man's handsomeness. She felt like going to the photo studio to have a few more of these photos printed out for her collection.

Song Shu was flipping through the photos one by one, when her hands suddenly stopped. She was looking at the photos on the camera. This time, the person in the photo had changed. It was Song Shu herself. Judging from the background, it should have been taken when Jiahui attended the Mid-Autumn Festival party.

The woman in the photo only has her profile, her eyes looking forward, a faint smile on her face, her hands raised to clap. The photo captures her expression.

There were other people in the background who were photographed, but they were all a little blurry. Only the woman's image was the clearest, as if the person taking the photo could only see her.

Song Shu couldn't help biting her lower lip as she continued to look at the next photo. This time, the woman changed her posture and looked forward with a smile.

She flipped through the photos one by one, and among the mostly photos of her there were one or two photos of Jiahui.

Song Shu didn't know what to say for a moment. What a mean guy. She wondered if Jiahui would complain to him when she grew up.

Chen Zonghao saw her looking down at the photos for a long time, then he stood up and walked over to her, looking down at her, "Are you done taking the photos?"

When Song Shu heard his voice, she looked up and glared at him.

Chen Zonghao was glared at by her and was a little confused. He didn't provoke her, so he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Song Shu snorted and handed him the camera. "Look for yourself and see how you explain it to Jiahui."

Chen Zonghao took the camera and looked at it. He saw the photos he had taken of her before. He didn't know he had taken so many photos. Looking at her in the photos, Chen Zonghao raised the corners of his mouth, "She looks very beautiful. Jiahui won't be angry. She will just say that you took a very beautiful photo of her sister."

Song Shu choked when she heard this. Thinking that Jia Hui might really say that, she said unhappily, "You are just making up a story."

Chen Zonghao glanced at her and touched his nose, "I took a picture of Jiahui's stage."

As he said that, he showed her the video. Song Shu glanced at it and thought, "Okay, he really filmed it." Song Shu didn't say anything to him.

Thinking about this, she turned around and saw the man looking at the photo she had just taken of him. Song Shu didn't think it was a big deal just now, but now she felt a little embarrassed when she saw the man looking at it. After all, it was she who took the photo, and a photographer's emotions would often be reflected when she takes photos of others.

Song Shu then said, "I'll go back to my room first."

Chen Zonghao looked up from the camera at the person walking into the room, and curled the corners of his mouth.