He wanted to be an actor, but this experience, and the overly realistic dream, terrified him.
He was afraid of becoming the version of himself in his dreams.
I'm also afraid of encountering the same danger again.
All of this seemed to be discouraging him, and coupled with his older brother's obstruction, he was truly discouraged.
"If you have a dream, go after it. What's there to be afraid of?"
"Grandpa!" Xiao Wu looked up at him with teary eyes.
Han Fei handed him a tissue: "Wipe yourself clean, you've cried yourself into a mess."
Xiao Wu gave an embarrassed, goofy smile.
After a child has cried a lot, he will soon become sleepy. Xiao Wu's head nods and he falls asleep as soon as his head tilts to the side.
Han Chengshan carried Xiao Wu back to his room. When he came out, he saw the old man still sitting in the living room, writing and drawing.
He leaned closer to look, scratched his head, and asked, "Grandpa, what are you writing?"
"A business plan to start an entertainment company."
"ah?"
"Get out of my way and don't interrupt my train of thought."
"Grandpa, you don't have a fever, do you?"
"Shut up!"
Han Chengshan was still worried, so he reached out to feel the old man's forehead. Only after confirming that he didn't have a fever did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"Grandpa, why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Are you kidding me?"
"Don't bother me! Go to sleep!"
"Alright, alright, I won't disturb you dreaming here in the middle of the night."
Although he admired his grandfather very much, wasn't his grandfather's dream a bit too big?
Is it possible to open an entertainment business just like that? How much investment would that require?
Han Chengshan shook his head, yawned, and went back into the house.
He had just returned to his room when Han Chengda opened the door.
Actually, when his third brother came out of Xiao Wu's room, he heard the door open and kept an eye out for any noise. He was very worried about Xiao Wu, but he was the one who made Xiao Wu cry, so he was too ashamed to ask. He could only eavesdrop by peeking through the crack in the door to listen for any noise.
But to his surprise, instead of hearing about Xiao Wu, he heard about the old man writing a proposal to start an entertainment company.
His thoughts were similar to those of the third son; the old man was dreaming.
"You want to start an entertainment company, is it because of Xiao Wu?"
Disturbed again, Han Fei rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on, and looked helplessly at Han Chengda: "Didn't you go to sleep a long time ago?"
"Get up at night to use the toilet."
"Then go quickly, don't bother me."
"Answer my question first."
"right."
"The entertainment industry is so chaotic, you'd rather go crazy and dream of starting your own entertainment company than try to persuade him to give up that idea!"
Han Fei put down his pen and looked seriously at Han Chengda: "I know you want to protect Xiao Wu, which is why you suggested that he give up the idea of becoming an actor. But it's his life, and you can't use the excuse of protecting him to interfere in his life. Understand?"
"I'm doing this for his own good!"
"For his own good?" Han Fei stared intently into Han Chengda's eyes and said in a deep voice, "For his own good, you should let him pursue his dreams, even if the road is difficult and treacherous. You should be the one who paves the way and helps him solve problems, not the one who stops him, makes him resentful, or becomes his enemy."
"Huh? An enemy? I'm his older brother! He doesn't understand now that I'm doing this for his own good, but when he grows up, he'll definitely understand me and see the truth!"
"You yourself said that you are his older brother, or more accurately, his cousin. You are not his parents. What right or qualification do you have to stop him from choosing his own path? You can wait until the end of time, until you are buried in peace, and you will never see his understanding!"
"Yes, I'm just his cousin. But what about you? What are you? A cheap grandfather? I'm doing this for his own good, but you say I'm interfering in his life. And what can you do? Writing this project proposal that will never come to fruition in the middle of the night? What real help can you offer?"
Han Fei saw that he was so excited that his face turned red and he even started shouting. Afraid that he would wake the sleeping children, Han Fei sighed, stood up, closed the proposal, and said quietly, "I will open an entertainment company for him and protect him on this path. No one can force him to play roles he doesn't want to play, and no one can use a contract to restrain him, because he is the young master of the company and the future boss!"
"I don't believe you can do it!"
Believe it or not, it's up to you. I'm not doing this for your benefit.
Han Fei returned to his room and took out a flashlight for illumination.
If the light in this room hadn't been broken, he wouldn't have gone outside to write, and he'd unnecessarily attracted a lot of resentment.
"Knock knock knock!" A series of angry knocks sounded on the door.
Han Fei frowned deeply, then suddenly flung open the door. Seeing that it was Han Chengda, he was also somewhat annoyed: "Are you trying to wake everyone up?"
Han Chengda took a deep breath, composed himself, and growled in a low voice, "I'm here to tell you that if you can do this, I'll call you grandpa."
Han Fei laughed in anger: "Just because you called me 'Grandpa'?"
"Whether you listen or not is up to you, I've already said what I needed to say." He turned and left.
Han Fei shook his head helplessly.
This eldest child is usually calm and composed, but when it comes to matters concerning his younger siblings, he becomes irritable and easily angered, and is overly neurotic.
Perhaps... this child needs psychological counseling.
After all, he had to bear so much alone after his loved ones passed away, and under such immense pressure, it was inevitable that he would develop some mental health issues.
Han Chengda discovered that the tracker's signal had suddenly dropped, indicating that it had been destroyed.
This thing cost him a lot of money; he bought it from a professional hacker. It's a tiny pill-sized thing, but it cost him 30,000 yuan.
The person said that the signal used was the same network as the surveillance cameras on the street, so even if you were far away, in the suburbs, the network would not be interrupted.
If the signal is suddenly cut off, there is only one possibility: it has been discovered and destroyed.
He opened the software that person had sent him, and a map appeared. A red dot indicated the location where the tracker last stopped.
Han Fei made a phone call to someone.
This person came to Han Fei's door after the Minister of Education was brought down. Although Han Fei made the report anonymously, anyone who wanted to investigate could find him very quickly.
Han Fei had the good fortune to have a cup of tea with a high-ranking official and obtained the official's contact number.
I didn't expect to use it so soon.
The police station was busy, dispatching officers overnight, an order from a high-ranking official.
They were already in a police car and headed straight to their destination without even knowing what mission they were on.
We didn't know what crime they had committed, but we just followed the instructions and arrested them all.
After arriving at the police station and undergoing questioning and investigation, the chief finally understood that this major operation was to arrest a group of criminals involved in prostitution. Although these were serious offenders, the elite police officers of the entire city were mobilized to arrest them overnight. This was the highest mission from their superiors.
Although he was the bureau chief, he didn't dare to ask. He could only guess in his heart that these people must have offended some leader or cheated some leader's children to be targeted like this.
The talent scout looked shocked and muttered, "Who have I offended? Is that child's grandfather really just a candied hawthorn vendor?"
He felt deeply deceived.
Maybe he's a high-ranking official who's lying to the child, telling him he's selling candied hawthorns, so the child won't reveal his true identity.
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