Chapter 203: The Snipe and the Clam Fight
"Okay, you send the samples of your father and child later, and I will ask someone to notify you when the results are out. By the way, do you want to do a test with your father as well? Maybe, your background is not ordinary?" Old Jiao's expression returned to his usual indifferent expression, and his tone was indeed full of gloating that he had learned on the spot.
"No need," An Zhixia waved her hand, "Are your test results reliable?"
"Oh, girl, it may be difficult to accurately measure the gene sequence, but there are many ways to determine parentage. It's like giving you a steamed bun and a folded steamed bun. Without breaking them apart, you may not know what the filling is in the steamed bun, but you can easily tell which is the steamed bun. The genetic differences between people, especially between two people who are not related by blood, are so great in our opinion.
This is a question of judging right and wrong, not a question of what complexity is. "Old Jiao sneered, pinching the photo and staring at her, "Because of you, I lost all my mood to appreciate calligraphy and painting for the whole night! So, you have to pay a high appraisal fee."
"Grandpa, skills are priceless, please don't taint it with gold and silver," An Zhixia smiled, "Maybe you should change to a better granddaughter than that one. Wouldn't you be happier?" She pointed at Jiao Meike, who was huddled together with Bai Junya and looking down on her.
"What's there to be happy about?" It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned this. After he did, Old Jiao really lost all his mood. The Jiao family was made to be the scapegoat and raise other people's children. Maybe the three women in the family lost their lives because they discovered something.
"Gone, gone!" He waved his hands, and walked away with his hands behind his back, humming angrily. Even when Mr. Bai shouted to him to stay, he didn't even look back.
An Zhixia smiled and glanced at them, and everyone turned away, unwilling to meet her eyes.
I really don't know how poisonous this young comrade's mouth is. How could he make Jiao Lao so angry without using a cane? Back then, this upright old man dared to teach S Ling's son a lesson.
"Comrade Xiaoan," Bai Junya's uncle Bai Lianggui said with a smile, "Hello, I am the head of the third troupe of Huasheng Troupe. I believe that with your well-informed ability, you should know that although our Huasheng Troupe is not as famous as Yongyi Troupe, Huasheng is not inferior to Yongyi in terms of scale or actor quality, and our Huasheng is the orthodox Xiahua Kyoto Troupe.
Since Yongyi Performance Troupe doesn't value Comrade Xiaoan's talent, why don't you come to our Huasheng? We will pay you twice as much as what Director Shu gives you! "
An Zhixia frowned slightly, "Your circle is too deep, and I, a small follower, can't handle it. Don't be careless and get your life involved, it will be bad."
"How could that be? Although the Yongyi Performance Troupe is still in operation, it was originally a palace music troupe. Sooner or later, its lies will be exposed and it will be banned. Facts have proven that dregs are dregs. Even if they are disguised as a performance troupe, they still do not respect women.
We at Huasheng are different. We are here to show the power of art, to inspire everyone to love the country, love labor, love life, and follow the instructions of the state. Even if some of us have evil intentions, we don't have the courage to do so, because the higher-ups are investigating very strictly!
Otherwise, why do some leaders' close relatives come to our Huasheng instead of Yongyi? I can guarantee you this with my position as the head of the group. If that doesn't work, then why don't we go and have a look around the leaders? If you have a name in front of the leaders, you won't be afraid of encountering Yongyi's disgusting things, right?"
"Even if I choose Huasheng, I don't have to vote under Captain Bai's name, right? After all, I just exposed the Bai and Fang families, and both of your families want to strangle me to death. And your father and eldest brother just threatened me verbally. The people of the Fang family also have bad intentions towards me.
Besides, I am an employee of the supply and marketing cooperative. Would the Fang family be willing to let you get close to me?" An Zhixia asked in a distressed tone.
So you know everything?
Bai Lianggui said helplessly: "As long as you cooperate with our Third Group, we will pretend that these things never happened. Rumors cannot hurt the Bai and Fang families. No one cares about them, so we naturally won't care too much. We can't let such a small matter affect Huasheng's recruitment of talents, right?
Besides, only controversial works are worthy of everyone's appreciation. Since my father has opened an art exhibition, he has been mentally prepared to accept praise and criticism.
The Fang family's case is not a big deal. The department store and the supply and marketing cooperative are already in competition. It's a fight between gods, and it has nothing to do with a small soldier like you. Just put your mind at ease and create with peace of mind."
An Zhixia pursed her lips and thought for a while, "Are you going to promise me and my family a golden medal of immunity from death?"
Bai Lianggui secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile, "Yes, but the situation is tense right now, so we can't use this metaphor. We are a win-win situation, so naturally it's only good for the other party to be good."
My father and brother made too slow progress in calligraphy. There were many talented people, but not many were as dedicated to pursuing profits as the Bai family. This is how the Bai family stood out in this field.
Just like the calligraphy and painting exhibition my father held this time, he wanted to use some extinct things as a gimmick to attract those important figures in various circles to come and show their support, giving outsiders the illusion that the Bai family is rising in power.
He knew the current situation of the Bai and Fang families very well, so he was sincere enough and put down his face to fight for An Zhixia. As long as he could make achievements in the performance troupe, get praise from the leaders, and do some behind-the-scenes operations, the position of Huasheng's deputy general director would be his!
Isn't there more money to be made than being the vice president of the calligraphy association? With so much money, can't he make a fortune?
"I really want to cooperate with you, but you have to show me your sincerity, right?" An Zhixia nodded at the livid-looking Captain Shu. "The Bai and Fang families let me go, but isn't Captain Shu keeping an eye on me? And I still haven't gotten rid of the bad feelings I suffered in the Yongyi Performance Troupe."
Bai Lianggui's face was serious. "It's not difficult to do it, Director Shu. It's just that the Yongyi Performance Art Troupe has been in existence for some years, and it's still being protected and suppressed by many people. It will take more than one or two days, one or two months, or even one or two years to dismantle it."
"Then let it be exposed," An Zhixia said with a smile, "Captain Bai, my new program is waiting for your good news."
Bai Lianggui pondered for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I hope Comrade Xiao An will take my sincerity into consideration and come up with a stunning work."
"Of course, of course, it's a win-win situation," An Zhixia nodded. Seeing Bai Junya staring at her, she said, "I'd like to trouble Captain Bai to help your family and the Fang family get rid of their concerns about me. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to go home today."
He sighed, smiled helplessly and said, "Comrade Xiao An played this game of chess in a very thrilling way."
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(End of this chapter)
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