Although the name Yang Yi has almost become a small legend within Siyue and Yunzhong Book City, and Rogo is used to one miracle after another created by his old friend, this does not mean that others are useless.

For example, the unexpected truth that Rogo used at the party to entertain the old men yesterday revealed.

Yang Yi is the company boss, Yang Yi wants to hire them, Yang Yi has ambitions...

Any of these very impactful information is intertwined and poured out suddenly. The result is that the old people who have experienced many stories are really surprised.

Of course, Rogo did this not to be an intermittent act of committing the second attack, but to the big bomb that Mr. Fat carefully observed everyone's reactions and repeatedly pondered everyone's psychology.

Have you heard of Yunzhong Bookstore? It’s famous!

Who is the real author of "Yunhuang"? Don't you know?

Is Yangyi Culture clear? It doesn’t matter if I don’t know it, it’s the group company to which Yunzhong Bookstore belongs.

The ideal and the opportunity to realize the ideal again are enough to show the most sincere reward, plus this unexpected revelation that makes people feel incredible.

As a result of the sincere invitation from Yang Yi and Rogo, Liao Xiangzhai was also surprised, but immediately reacted and cooperated with the persuasion. The result was that the elderly people present were full of poached corners.

With these experienced and absolutely first-class old men, as long as they rely on the power of foresight, Yang Yi will be confident to create a new "American Film Studio".

Maybe it wasn't comparable to the animation aircraft carrier in the first place, but it was artificial. With so many generous conditions, it may not be hopeless to reach the previous height of Shanghai Film and Film, or even build a Chinese Dream Factory.

...

However, although the final goal was successfully achieved, Yang Yi was still a little resentful about Mr. Pang's "willing use of any means": "Brother Luo, can you not engage in such a sudden attack in the future? At least you have to discuss it with me."

Rogo held the steering wheel with one hand and gnawed the chicken feet with the other hand. His fat face was full of indifference: "It doesn't matter if you hide it from others, but what if these old men know? What are the consequences for you? I said you are good at everything, but I just can't stand it! How do you say that word? Oh, slutty, it's slutty! Xiaowan, right?"

Rogo's last words were said to Su Wan from the back row. When he went back, he had something to say, and a group of people changed the car. In the car of the fat man, he was himself, his little secretary Wei An, and Yang Yisuwan.

If Su Wan would have paid attention to Rogo in the past, but under Yang Yi's eyes and eyes, the girl would nod and agree to it before there was a ghost.

A fat driver and a charming little secret, surrounded by simple thoughts, only mother, painting, and his own girl in his eyes. Such days can indeed make people feel satisfied. While Yang Yi imagined Rogo as his coachman, he glanced at the fat man in front of him with malicious intentions, and he had less resentment towards his revelations.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you. Fortunately, I got everyone this time." Yang Yi shook his head and looked to the side with a smile: "What if you do if all these grandpas are in the future?"

Su Wan turned his head out the window without saying a word. Yang Yi was embarrassed, but unexpectedly, his feet hurt, and Su Wan's small leather boots were stomping on it.

"Oh, damn girl!"

Rogo and Viain turned around and Su Wan looked over for no reason.

"Xiaoyi, what are you doing?"

"What's wrong with Mr. Yang?"

Su Wan didn't say anything, and was still confused and confused, but her feet were heavier two more points, and then she moved away without moving.

This girl! Yang Yixin was completely in tears. If he had known that he had turned black so quickly, he would have sent her over when Chang Guangxi wanted to poach her in his mouth.

"But when Director Chang found out today, what expression would you say he would have? He didn't say anything if he could dig Xiaowan, but we turned around and saw a corner of his house beside us... Hehe, hehe! Xiaoyi, you're so amazing!"

Yang Yi shrugged indifferently: "It's not like poaching. These old men are retired now. I hired them for my own sake. What's the matter with the American Film Studio? Besides, I actually wanted to cooperate with American Film Studio at the beginning. After all, it's still a bit too hard for us to rebuild an animation production shelf. But how do we say it..."

"I understand what you mean." After Rogo chewed the chicken feet, he reached out to the little secret next to him. After Vian wiped the salty hand, President Fat smiled at the rearview mirror: "Some things are indeed not too wishful thinking. Are Shangmeiying willing to obey our opinions? Who is the cooperation dominated by? How will the American Film Studio treat Yangyi Culture after he comes back to life? These are unpredictable things. So Xiaoyi, you are right to do this, I absolutely support it anyway!"

Is this right? Yang Yi looked out the window with a wry smile. Some of the reborn people can never get rid of them.

For example, Shangmeiying is currently capable, but she has to watch the behemoth that brings infinite happiness to her childhood slowly fades, and she will never feel very good.

The girl next to her glanced coldly and noticed the fleeting confusion in Yang Yi's eyes, so she gently reached out and grabbed it.

The cold temperature made Yang Yi come to his senses.

Can't I change my habit of being sad and sad in spring? When the cigarette butts burn out, I should understand that when some things are over, so just let go, otherwise your hands will be burned.

"I understand." Yang Yi sighed softly, then his tone was firm.

Rogo smiled, he thought Yang Yi was answering him.

Su Wan looked out the window again, and she knew that Yang Yi was answering her.

"What are you doing when you go back? Why don't you go to our uncle's house for a meal at noon?" Rogo turned around shamelessly and smiled. The uncle he mentioned refers to Yang Yi's eldest uncle Yang Weihong.

With delicious food, Rogo is very happy and comfortable to make a cheap nephew.

Yang Yi nodded indifferently: "Okay, now at half past ten, if there is a seat after returning, let's go eat spicy kiwi shrimp."

Rogo's face suddenly became even bitterer than bitter gourd.

Because the dishes launched by the Yang Family Old Store are almost all new things that Yuezhou locals have never seen before, such as braised prawns, spicy shrimps, spicy seafood pots... The new Hunan cuisine, combined with the ingredients of local rivers and lakes in Yuezhou, has quickly spread the reputation of this restaurant that appeared out of thin air in the Dayuezhou area. It has been less than a month since it opened, and there has been a phenomenon of waiting in line for meals.

It is meal time, not peak meal time.

On weekdays, gourmets among grassroots civilians satisfy their desires and go to some mid-range business dinners. Almost everyone who knows the name of the Yang family’s old store makes dining here the first choice. The popularity of the restaurant makes many bosses around them red.

Because of the booming restaurant business, Yang Weihong and his son are now obedient to Yang Yi. The eldest aunt He Ying occasionally complains a few times, saying that Yang Yi sat comfortably and paid dividends without doing anything, and they were all blocked by the father and son.

Maybe they don’t have much vision, but Yang Weihong and Yang Ming at least know how to be grateful.

Another side effect that made Yang Yi laugh and cry was that under the publicity and praise of Yang Weihong and his son, Yang Min's brothers and sisters are now running into the Yang family more and more diligently.

"So what if there are too many people? I can go to eat at 3:30!" Rogo took out a chicken feet from the food bag on the bridge indignantly. Mr. Fat almost poured all his body and mind into eating.

Even though that's it, as long as Rogo arrives at the old Yang family store, Yang Weihong will arrange him anyway. It's already normal for Garce to be sent to the lineup.

"Whatever you want, I'm going to go to a high school."

As soon as Yang Yi said this, the two men in the front row turned around again, as if they had heard some joke.

"No, what day is today? Are you going to school?" Rogo realized that Yang Yi was going to Yiqian, not to go to school.

After the Chinese New Year this year, Mr. Ji Tangdan gave Yang three hours of courses every day, and almost never stopped. This time, he visited the American Film Studio, but it took three days to wait. After returning, Yang Yi mostly had to eat Mr. Ji's black face and roll his eyes again.

"Okay, then what else do you have? Let me explain it quickly. I'll put you down at the gate of the first high."

Yang Yi thought about it for a while, and then slowly explained: "There are Manager Wu and others in the bookstore, Siyue has your former personnel and Ge Ligaoli, and there are two things to be handed over to Luo Ge. One is the development progress of Xizhi, take it slowly, and do it bit by bit from the most basic things. For example, the publicity and environmental protection of fellow villagers and the cultivation of their mutual aid awareness, the software must be improved at the same time as the hard indicators."

Rogo didn't joke at this time, and changed into a solemn expression of talking about business: "I know that Meng Ge helps take care of him in the district government, and he will not put any pressure on the development progress. Is there anything else?"

"There is another thing. Let me get a magazine number. Isn't it a big problem to you, right?"

"Magazine issue? Do you have any new ideas?" Rogo's heart moved, and he didn't care about driving, so he stared at Yang Yi tightly, without any intention of looking back at the front.
Chapter completed!