Huayu: I Have a Doraemon

Chapter 99 Contract Termination (Please continue reading)

In the evening, Lin An dragged his tired body home.

He changed his shoes, took off his cotton-padded coat and draped it over the sofa armrest, then slumped into the sofa.

I really ran around all day today.

I signed the business license at the Industry and Commerce Bureau in the morning, went to visit the factory on Longgang Road at noon, and interviewed employees in the afternoon. I was almost exhausted.

Hearing the commotion, Doraemon came downstairs. Seeing the person looking like they were about to die, he gloated, "Serves you right for not taking me with you! Now you know you were wrong, don't you?"

"Take you there? Taking you there will only make me more tired!" Lin An didn't really want to talk and weakly waved his hand.

Doraemon didn't press the matter further and asked, "How do you plan to take me to Shanghai?"

Lin An said calmly, "Unplug the power and put it in the four-dimensional pocket."

Doraemon's round face stiffened, and he said angrily, "This is the solution you came up with?"

"If you have a better idea, you can bring it up." Lin An rested his head on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.

Doraemon was speechless.

The future store does have many props that can solve identity problems or pass security checks, but these props are either unavailable or have hidden dangers.

It seems that this is the only method available at present.

"You need to hurry up and earn points to buy the Anywhere Door..."

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Doraemon said with a wry look in his eyes, "I don't want to have to turn off my device every time I fly."

Although it wasn't painful, the feeling of completely losing consciousness was still unpleasant.

"It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering."

Lin An opened his eyes, glanced at him sideways, and said, "Why don't you try writing a script and making a movie?"

Doraemon gave an embarrassed smile.

He certainly doesn't have that ability.

But then he seemed to remember something, and patted his chest with his round hand: "Although I can't make movies, I haven't been idle with other things. I've already brought the computer back from your house, and the architecture is set up. The website can be launched at any time."

Lin An was taken aback, not expecting Doraemon to be so efficient. While satisfied, he also reminded him, "We must provide the stripped-down version to foreign companies, otherwise there will be no room for subsequent premium pricing."

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Technology is both the most valuable and the least valuable thing, because it is so easy to copy.

He added, "Don't be foolish and do everything yourself; you need to give others room to get involved."

Doraemon asked, puzzled, "I understand the first one, but why the second one? Wouldn't it be better if I did it all?"

Lin An leaned back on the sofa and said calmly, "The best way to manage people is to keep them busy. We can't stay in the US for long. If the website you give them is too perfect, it can easily lead to employee complacency. You also need to give them a sense of involvement so that they will value the operation and maintenance of the website."

Doraemon nodded thoughtfully.

Lin An was about to say something more when his phone suddenly vibrated.

He took out his phone and looked at it.

Caller ID: Gao Yuanyuan.

"Feed?"

"Lin An, thank you!"

On the other end of the phone, Gao Yuanyuan's voice came through, carrying a peculiar lightness.

Lin An was a little confused, but then he realized what was happening and asked in surprise, "You gave your mother medicine?"

Um... something doesn't feel right about what he said. Just as he was about to change his words, Gao Yuanyuan excitedly said, "Yes, the doctor said that apart from some malnutrition, there are no other problems."

Lin An held his phone and blinked.

Holy crap, is this panacea really that amazing?

He knew the medicine was effective; he had tried it himself and never expected it to be so effective on someone suffering from a serious illness.

From taking the medication last night to the follow-up examination today, it's only been a day and a night, yet the patient has jumped directly from "critically ill" to "malnourished"?

This is an elixir of immortality!

Lin An silently raised the value of the panacea several notches in his mind.

"Lin An?"

Gao Yuanyuan's voice rang out again: "Are you listening?"

"I'm listening."

Lin An snapped out of his reverie, shifted to a more comfortable position on the sofa, and said, "I was just a little distracted."

Do you have time tonight?

Gao Yuanyuan smiled and said, "I'd like to invite you to dinner. My mother wants to thank you in person."

I want to eat, but I want to sleep even more... Lin An gently rubbed his temples and politely declined, "Let's do it another day, I have other things to do tonight."

"I see..."

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Gao Yuanyuan said with a hint of disappointment, "Then you go ahead with your work, we'll get together another day."

Lin An hummed in agreement and was about to hang up when the other end quickly added another sentence.

"Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you."

Gao Yuanyuan's tone returned to seriousness, "The production crew just called me and said there's a problem with my role."

"Is there a problem?"

Lin An frowned slightly and unconsciously sat up straighter.

Although he criticized the script of "My Life" as riddled with flaws, it was still a project starring Zhang Guoli.

A legitimate project based on Lao She's original works.

He didn't think that Li Chengru and Zhang Mo's injuries could implicate Gao Yuanyuan.

"It's nothing serious."

Gao Yuanyuan's voice sounded calm, even relaxed: "Anyway, I've already terminated my contract with the production team."

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"The contract was terminated?"

Lin An was genuinely surprised this time.

Gao Yuanyuan responded casually, "I'm not acting anymore. Anyway, it's just a supporting role, and the reviews will be polarized when it airs."

Lin An remained silent, thinking to himself that he was just joking around and it didn't mean it would actually happen.

"so.

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Gao Yuanyuan's voice rose: "I'm not filming any dramas now. Someone said before that 'iPartment' would welcome me back anytime, does that still stand?"

"Of course it counts."

"That's good."

Gao Yuanyuan's voice regained its cheerful tone: "I'd like to fly to Shanghai with you tomorrow. What time is your flight?"

"3 PM, Air China."

"It's a deal then, see you at the airport tomorrow."

"it is good."

The staff quarters of the Aviation Institute.

Gao Yuanyuan hung up the phone and said to Yu Dandan, "He has something to do tonight."

Yu Dandan nodded and said, "I understand, you're busy with work."

Gao Yong, standing to the side, crossed his legs and let out a cold snort: "Busy with work? I think he's just putting on airs."

He now harbors intense hostility towards someone, feeling that someone is stealing his prized possession, and that they have already succeeded.

"elder brother!"

Gao Yuanyuan turned her head sharply, her brows furrowed, about to speak, when Yu Dandan slapped Gao Yong's arm hard: "How can you talk like that? Lin An saved my life!"

Gao Yong grimaced and shrank his shoulders, his lips twitching a few times, but he didn't dare to talk back. He just snorted through his nose and turned his face to the side.

Gao Yuanyuan didn't want to talk to her brother, so she got up and went back to her room to pack her luggage.

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Gao Yong's voice caught up from behind, hesitantly asking, "Are you really sure you're okay with just rejecting Huayi like this?"

He has a younger sister who works in the film and television industry, so he did some research on this. He knew it was a big company and that the industry values ​​"rules" a lot.

"It's alright, I know what I'm doing."

Gao Yuanyuan waved her hand and walked away.

Gao Yong stared at the disappearing figure and muttered, "You love-struck fool, what sense of propriety do you have..."

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