Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2766 The Choice Ye Mao Faces
As for whether the two of them had a romantic encounter, I don’t know. There are many things in this world that cannot be delved into too deeply.

After the work was done, they were about to leave. Although the mother and daughter were reluctant to leave, they understood that the two men had families and they could not tie them down to their side after all.

But what about the man who is tied to her? They are struggling to make ends meet. Although they are no longer hungry or cold, they will face more troubles in the future.

For example, housing, children's schooling, and medical care are all things that ordinary people cannot afford.

So, this era seems prosperous, but the cost is decades of debt in the future.

And they have already achieved financial freedom, just because they met these two men.

Take the villa for example. At first, Zheng Nannan really thought it was worth one million, but later she realized that it was actually worth nearly hundreds of millions.

Now they have more than 10 million in savings. Even if the mother and daughter do nothing every day, they can never spend it all in their lifetime!
So, they may be criticized, but so what?
After all, they didn't sell themselves out to get it; it was given to them voluntarily.

Originally, Zheng Nannan wanted to travel around the world, but was persuaded by Zheng Qian. They were still young and it was not time for them to retire, so they should do something.

Now that I'm familiar with the fruit store chain, I might as well continue doing it.

As for Wang Dongjian, although he experienced a hardship, he finally had a happy ending.

Moreover, when he returned to the Corps for the donation ceremony, he went with his daughter. Although the father and daughter did not restore their relationship, at least they were no longer enemies.

After returning from the airport, Zheng Nannan jumped up and down and hugged her mother's neck, which scared Zheng Qian, and she quickly opened her hand:
"Don't be so reckless, mom is pregnant with a little brother."

Zheng Nannan opened her eyes wide: "Ah...you mean..."

Zheng Qian nodded shyly: "The best way to keep a man is to tie him down with your flesh and blood."

Zheng Nannan looked distressed: "Mom, why don't I have it?"

Zheng Qian sighed helplessly: "That's because Ye Yuze doesn't want it, probably to protect you."

Zheng Nannan, however, looked determined: "When he comes next time, I will even sacrifice my life for him, let alone a child."

Ye Mao was assigned to the External Promotion Bureau of the Ministry of Culture for internship. Since it was just an internship, he did not have a specific position, but just got familiar with the business with the old comrades.

Ye Mao still hasn't figured out who brought him here?

He was sure that this matter had nothing to do with his second uncle and Wang Honghua, because they all understood that the Warrior Group needed him to take over.

But it doesn’t matter whether he knows it or not. His status in school is a student, and there is no need to make a fuss about a normal internship.

The work in this department was relatively easy, and he quickly adapted to it. Since there was no need to do any specific work, Ye Mao would still slack off.

At first, Ye Mao thought that he would just have to endure the entire internship period in a dull manner and familiarize himself with the business processes step by step.

However, the preparation of an accidental cultural exchange event broke this peace.

Ye Mao was assigned by his superiors to assist a senior colleague in arranging the visit of a well-known foreign cultural group.

During the first video conference, Ye Mao noticed something strange.

David, the cultural consultant of the other team, has blond hair and blue eyes, and speaks with arrogance.

When the traditional lion dance and opera performances were mentioned, he frowned and said in stiff Chinese:
"These are too old-fashioned and lack modern aesthetics. Our audience doesn't like them."

Ye Mao has lived in the United States for many years, so he naturally understands Western people's understanding of art.

They attribute only things that belong to them, such as symphonies and ballets, to true art, while everything else is entertainment.

Since you look down on our traditional culture, I will shock you with something more traditional.

Ye Mao felt angry, but he kept a polite smile on his face and vowed to change the views of these foreign friends.

After the meeting, Ye Mao took the initiative to discuss this matter with Sister Zhang:

"Sister Zhang, they have a misunderstanding of our traditional culture. We have to find a way to let them see its true charm."

I have an idea. Instead of opera, let's get some intangible cultural heritage inheritors to hold a small traditional cultural exhibition?"

Sister Zhang hesitated: "Is this possible? Time is tight and the task is heavy. Don't make things worse."

Ye Mao blinked and joked, "Sister Zhang, please trust me this time. If we mess up, I will buy coffee for the whole team for a week."

In fact, the ministry does not attach much importance to this matter. It is just a routine visit and exchange, a procedural thing, and an activity organized spontaneously by the public.

There are many such activities every year. As long as no mistakes are made, the quality is not important. So Sister Zhang thought about it and agreed with a smile.

"Okay, let's give it a try. Just let me know if you need anything. If there's anything I can't do, I'll cover it for you."

The reason why Zhang dared to hand over the matter to an intern was that she had been reminded by her superiors. Otherwise, she would not have had the courage.

Moreover, if anything goes wrong, the original organization's staff can be replaced at any time.

In the next few days, Ye Mao was very busy. He traveled through the streets and alleys of the city, contacting folk artists everywhere.

When he found the paper-cutting artist, Grandma Li, she was cutting paper in the courtyard in the sun. Ye Mao explained his purpose and Grandma Li smiled and said:
"Young man, it's rare that you're willing to do that. I'll go!"

It took a lot of effort to find a shadow puppet troupe. At first, Uncle Wang, the troupe leader, was worried that he didn't have time. Ye Mao kept trying:

"Uncle Wang, this is a good opportunity to promote our shadow play and let our foreign friends open their eyes."

Uncle Wang was finally persuaded.

After working for a while, everything was finally ready. Ye Mao invited not only people from Beijing, but also some intangible cultural heritage inheritors from other provinces.

To do this, he traveled around the country for half a month, just like the flying man, to get it done.

On the day of the presentation, foreign friends sat upright in the conference room with arrogance on their faces, and their team performed so-called Western art.

Of course, those who could come with them were naturally the famous artists from their side, including several world-famous celebrities.

Ye Mao found it funny to see how reserved they were after their performance, but since it was just a friendly exchange, he naturally couldn't go too far.

Ye Mao introduced the opening remarks: "Dear friends, today I will take you on a mysterious adventure of oriental culture, and I guarantee it will be different from what you imagined."

Grandma Li demonstrated paper cutting on the spot. The scissors in her hands were like nimble fish. After a while, a lifelike picture of a dragon and a phoenix appeared in front of everyone, and the foreign friends exclaimed in amazement.

The other group of people instantly ignored everything and left their seats to come forward to take a look.

Ye Mao announced generously: "If you don't understand, you can ask, or you can ask Granny Li to help you cut some souvenirs. You can make your own requests." What's the point of asking? None of these foreigners are stupid. There is such a complicated pattern of dragon and phoenix there.

Which idiot can come up with something more complicated? The key is that this is the traditional culture of China!

Only one famous pianist walked up to Grandma Li, hesitated for a while, and took out a photo:
"Old sister, this is my deceased wife. Can you cut out her image with paper?"

The people around were silent for a moment. This pianist was the only remaining master in the world, and his fame was known around the world.

Grandma Li took the photo, looked at it carefully for a while, and nodded:

"I have cut out many figures, but your appearance is different from ours, and this difference is difficult to show in paper cutting. Let me try."

Then, the old lady took out a piece of paper, folded it a few times, looked at the photo for a while, and then started cutting with the scissors.

Because the paper is folded, no one can see what it looks like until it is unfolded.

Ten minutes later, Grandma Li stopped, shook off the paper scraps, and then a vivid picture appeared before everyone.

"Oh my god..."

There was a burst of exclamations. It was so similar. This was a paper cutting, not a sketch. Grandma Li had actually copied the person in the photo completely onto the paper.

The piano master picked up the paper-cut and burst into tears. In his life, he had only loved one woman, his wife, but unfortunately, his wife died young. For more than 30 years, he has been single until now.

This small paper-cut brings his wife's voice, appearance and smile to life...

The master took out a checkbook and said to Grandma Li:
"I want to buy this paper-cut. Name your price."

Ye Mao translated the words, and Grandma Li waved her hand quickly: "This is for you."

Ye Mao whispered, "Grandma Li, you can ask for money for this. It's the result of your labor."

Grandma Li glared at him and said, "What are you talking about? This is a photo of someone else's wife. How can I ask for money?"

Ye Mao was choked and speechless, but he understood and hurriedly translated Grandma Li's words to the master.

Unexpectedly, the master filled in the numbers in a few strokes and handed over the check.

"This is very important to me. This is the compensation you deserve. If you don't accept it, I can't accept this paper cutting either."

Looking at the two elderly people pushing each other, Ye Mao was suddenly moved. Is this what we call kindness?

Finally, after Ye Mao's strong persuasion, they came up with a compromise.

The master took out one million US dollars to sponsor the development and inheritance of the art of paper cutting, and Grandma Li accepted it.

Then came the shadow play performance. Uncle Wang operated it skillfully. With the interweaving of light and shadow, the story of "The Three Strikes on the White Bone Demon" was performed brilliantly, and the foreign friends watched with fascination.

Finally, traditional musical instruments were played. The sound of the pipa was like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the sound of the erhu was melodious. David couldn't help but stand up and applaud:
"It's incredible! This is the real Chinese culture!"

After the whole process was over, the foreigners were so shocked that they sat there for a long time and were reluctant to leave. They also took the initiative to take photos with these Chinese folk masters.

Generally speaking, the media doesn't pay much attention to this kind of activity. They just publish a piece of tofu as a symbolic statement and that's it.

But this time it was so wonderful that it basically crushed the so-called art in the West, so.

This event was not only reported by major newspapers, but also broadcast by television stations.

The event ended successfully, and colleagues came over to praise him. The usually serious Liu patted Ye Mao on the shoulder:

"Boy, you've got it! I underestimated you as an intern before." Sister Zhang said with a smile:
"Ye Mao, thanks to you this time, it seems you can save a week's worth of coffee."

A few days later, the department held a summary meeting, and Minister Lin, the senior leader who had always been only heard of, finally showed up.

He spoke highly of the event, and naturally praised the participants, and even specifically mentioned Ye Mao's name.

This was the first time that an intern was praised at such a meeting.

After the meeting, Minister Lin called Ye Mao and said, "Xiao Ye, come to my office."

Ye Mao felt uneasy. He entered the office and Minister Lin said with a smile:
"Xiaoye, you did a great job on this cultural display! In fact, I specially asked you to come here for internship. I have been following you for a long time, and I know all the achievements you have made in school."

"I know you have ideas and abilities. Your performance this time didn't disappoint me. Keep it up! I'll give you a surprise when you graduate."

Ye Mao was surprised and delighted, his face flushed with excitement: "Minister Lin, thank you for your trust, I will definitely work hard!"

Walking out of the office, Ye Mao looked out the window with longing in his eyes. He knew that his wonderful journey in the Propaganda Department had just begun.

Although, he may not actually stay here to work, but as a young man, he always has a competitive spirit.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Mao received a call from Wang Honghua, asking him to go for dinner in the evening.

Ye Mao naturally agreed quickly. To be honest, he was not very willing to go, but he didn't dare not go. His father was always timid in front of others, so how could he have the courage to say no?
Not many people can enter Zhongnanhai. Wang Honghua lives there now. When Ye Mao arrived, he found that his second uncle Ye Yufan was also there.

Seeing Ye Mao coming in, Wang Honghua was full of admiration. This child was the most useless when he was young, but she didn't expect that he would change completely after growing up.

In fact, in some aspects, he is better than Ye Feng. Of course, I am talking about some aspects. At least in terms of business talent, Ye Mao cannot surpass him.

Seeing such a big scene, Ye Mao felt a little nervous. These were the two people with the highest status in the family system. He wondered why they called him here?

Wang Honghua spoke first: "How is it working in a ministry?"

Ye Mao nodded: "Very good, although sometimes a little boring, but I learned a lot."

Wang Honghua nodded: "Many things in the system seem rigid and inflexible, but we must learn to understand them, because every change they make affects the overall situation, so most of the time, we seek stability."

Ye Mao nodded, he agreed with this. People are like this. Only when they stand at a certain height will their perspective become different.

"Do you want to stay in the system and develop?"

Wang Honghua suddenly asked this question, which stunned Ye Mao, because Wang Honghua knew the family situation very well, why did she ask this?
Ye Yufan interrupted at this time: "We have discussed it and feel that you are more suitable for the system."

Ye Mao was naturally not happy about it, not because he was not happy to work in the system, for him, whether it was the Warrior Group or the Propaganda Department, it was just a job.

He was afraid of being constrained, because once he entered the system, many invisible things would restrain him...

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