It is a blackened block.

"It looks like soap..."

"what?"

Jiang Shuiyao pointed to the words "Famous Flower" reflected on it and said:

"A famous flower in Haicheng, a bar of soap that was very famous more than ten years ago."

“I loved the smell of this when I was a kid.”

That's it.

What's the point of putting a soap in there?

To keep the scent?

Miss Jiang moved her nose subconsciously.

I didn't smell any fragrance either.

Then take out the second thing.

A worn envelope.

Judging from the few exposed parts.

It seems to be money.

This surprised Miss Jiang a little.

Untie the rope and open it.

It really is about money.

And it’s old money.

Counted.

2000 yuan exactly.

Although this amount is now only equivalent to one month's salary for many people in Haicheng.

But considering how long the money has been saved...

For a while.

Miss Jiang didn't know what to say.

Then she took out the following two things.

One was a letter with a stamp but clearly not sent.

The other one is a red book with the words "Land Use Certificate" written in large letters.

Reading other people's letters is not a good habit.

But Miss Jiang has the old man's authorization.

So she opened the small notebook next to her.

Turned over.

When you are ready to throw it aside.

He frowned suddenly.

I asked the money-loving young aunt in front of me who was playing with old coins.

"Sister."

“Is this Sanheli?”

...

"no."

Jiang Shuiyao took an old ten-dollar bill and shook it in his hand, saying casually:

"This is Hugao Road, Sanheli is on Ningzhou Road..."

so?

Miss Jiang turned the notebook over in confusion and pushed it in front of Jiang Shuiyao.

"Then why is the address on it recording the location of Sanheli?"

------

the other side.

The living room for top entertainment.

Listening to my sister and that white-haired old man talking about nonsense to each other.

From the direction of cooperation to the tendency of cooperation.

We talked about the future development trends of the domestic entertainment industry.

Now let’s talk about the show [Tianxiu Girls] again.

Looking at the other shareholders praising him lavishly.

Du Qi accepted it on the surface.

In fact, I don't know where my mind has flown away.

"It is said that Director Du has a strong grasp of the trends in the domestic entertainment industry."

"I didn't care about it before, but now I see it through this show."

"have to say."

"It's really awesome!"

...

"Yes!"

"Whether it's the arrangement of the program flow or the customization of the rules."

"Every time we meet our colleagues, we have to praise them."

...

Just when Du Qi could no longer hold back his yawning.

Her sister, who was sitting in the main seat, asked suddenly.

"We've almost finished talking."

"Finalize the details of the contract and get ready to sign it."

Hear this.

Qi Yunlin clapped his hands.

"Director Du is indeed very efficient in his work."

"In that case, let's get started."

As he spoke, he winked at the assistant behind him.

however.

A contract as thick as a finger was pushed in front of Du Hong.

She smiled.

He took the contract in his hand and began to read it page by page.

Turning over and over.

She suddenly asked without raising her head.

"Where are the contracts of 'Shen Weiwei' and 'Jiang Jiang'?"

"I want to see the contents of their contract..."

Hear the words.

Qi Yunlin immediately exchanged glances with the secretary behind him.

Then, a very thin contract was pushed in front of Du Hong.

Just one glance.

Du Hong frowned in confusion.

"What about 'Ginger'?"

Suddenly.

There was silence in the room for two seconds.

Then Qi Yunlin glared at the secretary beside him and said with a smile:

"The contract is in the hands of Director Liao."

"She's heading this way."

Just saying.

The door to the conference room opened.

A woman with short fiery red hair walked in.

Wearing a pair of high heels, she walked to the conference table with a clattering sound.

then.

She took out a contract from her bag and placed it directly in front of Du Hong.

"Director Du."

"This is 'Ginger's' contract."

"Please take a look."

Hear this.

Du Hong ignored Du Qi's curiosity about Liao Liao's hair color.

Take the contract in your hand.

But just one glance.

She was stunned.

I flipped through the contents of the contract.

The more he turned his mouth, the more it lifted.

Turn to the end.

Du Hong couldn't help laughing.

This time.

Everyone around was surprised.

Including Du Qi and several shareholders of Top Entertainment.

Among them, Qi Yunlin couldn't help but speak out.

"Director Du, what are you doing?"

however.

Du Hong ignored him.

Instead, he raised his head and looked at the short-haired woman standing beside him with a smile.

"Director Liao."

"Okay you."

Hear the words.

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