"No, no, why are you troubled? You bosses must be very busy. Don't delay my affairs. Besides, I was just angry for a moment, but there was no problem at all. Otherwise, you can let us down here, and Wang Jing and I will go back by ourselves." Wang Jing's mother waved her hand quickly, looking at her expression, and she was really dissatisfied.

"It's better to check it out. The college entrance examination will be in half a year, right? What if there is any hidden danger, aunt, don't go to check it out, and what should I do when there is a problem at the critical moment? Will Wang Jing be unable to feel at ease when preparing for the exam?" Yang Yi looked back slightly. Since the other party was a straightforward person, he stopped racking his brains to say some euphemisms. People will definitely not feel at ease. It's better to go straight.

After hearing what he said, the woman hesitated. After thinking about it, her lips moved slightly but she didn't say anything in the end. She just insisted on not letting Yang Yi send him back: "Just check it, check it, and let my son feel at ease, but when you arrive at the hospital, you can go back directly. Don't wait for us. That's really troublesome, and I feel sorry for it."

Seeing her like this, she was really a person who was unwilling to owe others his personality, so Yang Yi nodded simply: "Okay, we will leave when we send you to the hospital, so that we won't make you embarrassed. But I just heard that Auntie, do you work in the local area? Is the sales industry?"

"What's the sales industry? People who are really exploring outside can speak more than Wang Jing." The woman shook her head and sighed: "Just a salesperson in a small shopping mall, otherwise she wouldn't have worked so hard."

Yang Yi was slightly surprised and began to hear Wang Jing's father say that she was buying things. He thought that even if a man was doing business, the woman at home was not a full-time housewife. But no matter how she was, she should be a profession like a private store owner. How could her husband have made some money outside and asked his wife to do the job at the bottom of society? But now it seems that the two have a bad relationship not the first day, but a one-time outbreak after years of accumulation.

But he didn't ask too much, but thought about it and turned to the woman: "Auntie, what did you do before? Are there some... like accounting skills? Or have you been a salesperson? If you have been an accountant or a cashier, I can provide you with a position, which should be better than a salesperson. And I think you will have to take Wang Jing alone in the future. Without a relatively relaxed and stable job, you can't take care of him in the college entrance examination."

"Accountant cashier really doesn't know. I used to be from Changkun Opera. But now no one watches this, so I just came out of the troupe to work alone. But now thinking about it, it's better to stay in the troupe. It's all a job." After hearing Yang Yi talk about this question, the woman couldn't help but sigh, obviously she also had a lot of remembrance of the past.

"Kun Opera?" Yang Yi was stunned, but immediately understood the other party's situation.

It is now 1999, not the era when Kunqu opera was listed on the intangible cultural heritage list in his previous life. It is almost the last year before this traditional Chinese art has been paid attention to by the Chinese people. This period of time is precisely the most difficult day for those who engage in traditional art.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help asking: "Auntie, do you know how your theater troupe is now? Is it not always good and can't be maintained? Or is there anyone who continues to persist?"

Although I don’t understand why a child is interested in things that adults don’t bother to care about, but out of his kindness to help Yang Yi, she still thought for a while and shook her head: “I don’t know much about the specific situation, because I have been out of the troupe for more than ten years. I just occasionally have contact with some former colleagues, but they are rarely. However, I am still aware of some of my teacher. After he resigned from the position of honorary troupe leader of the troupe, he now takes his apprentice at home. Although no one is willing to learn this thing now, because there are subsidies from the state and Kunshan City, the team can still be maintained. In addition, when locals in Kunshan are getting married and funerals, some big families will also hire Kunshan Opera teams, so it’s pretty good.”

"Teacher? Auntie, you are not from a professional class. I thought you graduated from the Magic City Opera Academy." Yang Yi blinked in surprise.

"What kind of professional background is that even the Academy of Opera was a place where Wenquxing could get into the exam. People with secondary school education like me don't have to think about it. It's because I'm from Kunshan, so after I finished the secondary school, my family found Mr. Wu Boqian and asked me to learn art with the old man. Later, through the relationship between the teacher, I joined the troupe. Later, the troupe was not going well, and the situation was getting worse every day, so I took the initiative to come out..."

"Why, Xiaoyi, have any new ideas?" Seeing Yang Yi pondering and not speaking, Rogo, who was driving, knew that he was planning something again, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I have an idea, but this idea is a bit too far. Let's talk about it when I have the energy in the future. But Auntie, I may ask you for help in the future, I don't know if it's okay." Yang nodded, but also knew that he was simply unable to take care of his clones now, not only because he couldn't take care of his energy, but also for many other reasons. But he took the opportunity to have a good relationship with Wang Jing's mother, and if he had the opportunity to implement this idea in the future, the other party could come in handy.

"You are so polite, just say it directly. If you can help the aunt, you will definitely not refuse." Although Wang Jing's mother was mostly surprised by Yang Yi, she didn't know that her son had such a precocious classmate, but she also had a good impression of him. Whether it was her previous initiative to help with others or her feelings after talking along the way, she had a positive impression of Yang Yi. Now that she heard that she had something to bother herself, she could not agree without saying anything.

"If you have the chance, I want to ask my aunt's teacher, that is Mr. Wu Boqian. I don't know if Fang Bu Convenience."

"What's the inconvenience about this? The teacher likes to chat with young people the most. He has a good temper and is lenient. Of course, if you can talk to him about the things on Kunqu Opera with him, he will definitely be very happy." Wang Jing's mother agreed immediately.

"It's just a matter of talking about Kunqu Opera." Yang Yi smiled immediately. He thought to himself that this was a way to the old man. But for him, he was just right?

"Okay, when will you have time? Contact Wang Jing directly and ask him to tell me that I will help you contact me." Wang Jing's mother nodded. Because of the gloom and resentment of parting ways with her man, the conversation along the way also disappeared a lot, at least the frown just now also stretched a lot.

When Wang Jing heard his mother's words, he suddenly became embarrassed. God knew where he had Yang Yi's contact information. If he hadn't met him by chance today, he wouldn't know if there would be any intersection in the future.

Yang Yi was very understanding. He quickly agreed with a smile, then took out two business cards and handed them over. He smiled and explained in a confused look with the other party, "Leave a contact information for you, so I can find you at that time."

After laying the groundwork for the future plan, the group also came to the hospital. At Wang Jing's mother's insistence, the two exchanged a few more greetings before getting into the car and saying goodbye. Wang Jing accompanied his mother to check his health.

In the car, Rogo turned his head and looked at the boy with anger: "What's the situation now? You can tell me, right? Why did you think of visiting the old artist who is a Kunqu opera again?"

When Yang Yi met Rogo, he naturally wouldn't be too polite. He gave the other party a angrily glance and snorted: "Why? I can't be interested in this traditional Chinese question? Brother Luo, don't have such dark thoughts, okay? Are you thinking about any conspiracy theories again? Tell you, this is not the case. It's just that I'm interested."

"Is that right? It always feels like something is wrong. You guy has no purpose in doing things. It's not your style."

"What is my style?" Yang Yi couldn't help but laugh and cry: "If you insist on having a purpose, you hope to think of something. Carry out the things left by the ancestors... No, don't talk about it, at least you have to keep it, right? You can't watch some traditional Chinese art slowly disappear because there is no market. Otherwise, what I do is Yangyi Culture, not Yangyi Finance, Yangyi Economic and Trade, Yangyi Real Estate, etc."

"This, do you always talk about cultural chauvinism? Do you still have to play with emotions?" Rogo couldn't help but bare his mouth and tsk the boy exaggeratedly: "I always thought you were joking."

"Just kidding? As for what I'm doing now, what if I'm really kidding and the current Yangyi culture?" The boy couldn't help but curl his lips: "Whatever you say, this is a good opportunity anyway. The traditional Kunqu Opera team is really rare in other places except Kunshan."

"I don't know that I know that the things you do now are all profitable, and I obviously can't make money by playing Kunqu Opera, and I can't even find the direction of profit." Rogo continued to stutter twice, expressing his doubts about Yang Yi: "Besides, what do you want to do without rewards if you do that kind of thing that doesn't make money? Is the financial situation of the company not bad enough now? By the way, what position are you, the mother of your classmate, going to arrange for? Now our Yangyi Culture doesn't even have a physical bookstore. It's either a publishing department that requires experience and experience, or an animation production and network development department that requires professional skills. I really couldn't imagine where you can arrange people?"

"So I didn't say I'm going to do it now." Yang Yi shrugged: "It depends on the situation. Maybe this old man will be used in the near future, or maybe he won't be able to use it in the future. As for this aunt, how about asking her to go to the warehouse? She can still understand the most basic entry and delivery record list."

"It's okay for you, it's you who sell favors anyway." Rogo didn't even say a word to say anything about this small personnel arrangement, and let Yang Yi deal with it.
Chapter completed!