After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

"What should the director do?"

The assistant director's mouth twitched, tentatively asking for his opinion: "Do we still want to hype it up? If we don't speak up quickly, they will steal the limelight."

"I'll go discuss it with him and see if he agrees."

The director pondered for a moment, but was finally unwilling to give in. He stood up from his chair and walked out of the studio.

Ji Yanze and the assistant director both knew who the old man was, and they were too smart to say anything.

"Yan Ze."

After a while, the director came back dejected, with a very ugly face. He was obviously frustrated: "How about you come forward? There is no need to fire CP. In the name of Yanfan, on behalf of our crew, I express my feelings to Sister Yan." congratulate."

"This is easy, just keep an eye on it, I promise to do it beautifully for you."

Ji Yanze snickered secretly, took out his cell phone in front of him, and called Song Lingyan.

The phone was connected, and the two of them talked for a few words and reached a consensus.

Ji Yanze then posted a message online.

In the name of tobacco fans, I would like to express my congratulations to Song Lingyan.

Song Lingyan then left a message under his congratulations: "Thank you, I am also your most loyal fan. I hope the new drama will be a hit and everything will go well."

Ji Yanze then posted his costume look from the new drama behind her message to express his gratitude.

The two of them went back and forth and promoted each other's business, with excellent results.

The attention of Ji Yanze's new drama is rising rapidly like a rocket.

In less than half an hour, it overpowered all other crews and dominated the hot search list.

The director smiled from ear to ear.

Ji Yanze took the opportunity to seek benefits for the company's new artists.

The director is also a good person, so I took the opportunity to negotiate terms with him.

If he can continue to ask Sister Yan to build momentum for the crew, his old man will agree to let him bring a few more people into the crew, try to play some small roles, and give the newcomers a chance to be on camera.

The two hit it off immediately, and both smiled as cunningly as foxes.

~

United States, PE consortium headquarters.

Li Jingchen looked at the screen, standing on the podium, holding flowers, a girl who was more delicate than flowers, tapping her fingers on the table, not knowing what she was thinking.

The department managers in the room were silent, lowered their eyes and did not dare to breathe.

"Book the earliest general flight ticket to Paris."

Li Jingchen was silent for a long time and finally spoke.

"Tomorrow's itinerary?"

The president's assistant's heart trembled and he asked bravely.

"Push it off."

Li Jingchen frowned impatiently, with a majesty that could not be rejected.

"Yes."

The president's assistant's breathing was stagnant and he did not dare to say anything more.

"Meeting dismissed."

Li Jingchen reached for the remote control, turned off the screen, and walked out of the conference room.

"Xu."

All the department managers watched the president go out and exhaled in unison.

Oh my goodness!

The president's aura is too strong.

When he wasn't smiling, the stern look on his face was exactly the same as that of the deceased old chairman.

It is hard to believe that he is only a 20-year-old young man.

"Hey, is this the airline ticket office? I want to book 5 tickets to Paris, the earliest flight, first class, yes, there are 5 people in the group, one of them is a VVIP, and I want to board the plane in the VIP room..."

The assistant to the president did not dare to delay. He purchased a plane ticket immediately after the meeting, prepared a salute for the president, and arranged for accompanying bodyguards.

An hour later, the group successfully cleared customs and boarded a plane to Paris.

~

B Li, Olympic shooting hall.

At the end of the game, the three players from the Chinese team gave high fives to celebrate.

Coach Liu jumped up from his chair excitedly and made a victory gesture.

The head coach smiled and took out the national flag and personally draped it on the three players. The three Chinese sharpshooters circled the field draped in national flags, and thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

"Yanyan, my daughter, mother is proud of you!"

Li Xiaoling's eyes filled with excitement. When her daughter passed by the auditorium, she couldn't help but rush down the steps and ran to the guardrail.

"Mom, I love you!"

Song Lingyan's eyes flashed with emotion. She stood under the guardrail, tiptoed, and reached out to shake hands with her mother.

There was a moment of commotion among the reporters, who swarmed forward, trying to capture the most exciting pictures at close range.

The high-definition camera of China Central Sports Television kept zooming in, and the screen clearly showed the scene of mother and daughter looking at each other affectionately.

"Sister Yan, we love you!"

The fans were excited, waving national flags and shouting slogans loudly.

"Love you guys!"

Song Lingyan let go of her mother's hand, smiled and waved, interacting closely with fans.

"Sister Yan, we will always support you!"

The smokers responded loudly at the top of their voices, contributing the highest decibel without hesitation.

~

The short post-match interview ended and the award ceremony began.

The President of the International Shooting Federation once again came to the scene to present awards to the medal winners.

After the World Cup finals, Song Lingyan went to the World Shooting Federation headquarters for a brief visit and became very familiar with this amiable old man.

The two had similar temperaments and became close friends.

The chairman of the league not only praised her shooting skills, but was also impressed by her fluent German.

Now when she came to the podium, the old man talked to her cordially in German, which shocked the other contestants.

"Miss Song, I hope we can meet again at the alliance headquarters soon."

After wearing the gold medal, the chairman of the alliance once again extended an invitation to Song Lingyan, hoping that she could visit the alliance headquarters again soon.

"Definitely."

Song Lingyan nodded with a smile: "I'm also looking forward to being able to compete with you all again in shooting skills."

"Hahaha."

The chairman of the alliance was happy to hear this and smiled happily: "We are waiting for you in Mnihei."

"it is good."

Song Lingyan shook hands with him cordially, and the two of them smiled at each other, and both saw an unspoken understanding in each other's eyes.

~

The ceremony of raising the national flag and playing the national anthem began.

The three Chinese sharpshooters stood side by side facing the national flag and paid attention.

The national flag slowly rose, and fans all stood up and sang loudly along with the national anthem.

Zhou Jing and Xiao Wei shed tears excitedly.

Song Lingyan's eyes were also blurred by tears.

~

Outside the shooting gallery, Jack took off his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Just at the award ceremony just now, he discovered another shocking fact.

The Chinese girl knows German.

Like Li Xiaoyong, she experienced completely different changes before and after the car accident.

Could it be a coincidence?

If his guess is correct, the soul in Li Xiaoyong's body is Danny.

So, who is the soul in the body of this Chinese girl?

~

"Jack, what are you thinking about?"

Jones' slightly irritable urging came to his ears, pulling him back from his thoughts: "The flag-raising ceremony is over, it's time to switch the screen."

Jones, this guy, has been tortured very hard these past two days.

With two dark circles under his eyes, he would probably scare a lot of people to death if he went out at night.

I thought a vampire had appeared.

Jack glanced at Jones, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and ignored his croaking, switching the screen skillfully.