Ye Fan was so upset by this top-notch mother and mother. Hey! What big-tailed wolf are you two going to play with me?

No one expected that the meal was a good table, but the strange mother and I had a scheming.

My mother saw the atmosphere getting weirder, but she didn't know how to interrupt.

Ye Fan was about to start a fight when suddenly his phone rang.

I picked up my phone and saw that it was a video call popped up by Zhao Ya.

Ye Fan smiled and then picked it up.

Zhao Ya's face appeared on the other end of the video.

"Teacher Xiaoye, where are you having a meal?" Zhao Ya asked.

Ye Fan nodded and said, "I'm eating, I'm talking if you have something to do."

Zhao Ya replied: "It's not a big deal. I heard you have returned to the capital? Xiao Fei said she would come out to meet her when she has time and she would discuss something with you."

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, and vaguely knew what the other party was going to say.

Ye Fan asked: "Are you asking me to tell me about signing the contract?"

Huasheng Entertainment just looked for Ye Fan two days ago, but he didn't agree. After all, among all the large entertainment companies, except for the resident entertainment that claimed to not recruit domestic artists, only Gelan Entertainment had not contacted him.

"The senior executives of Ge Lan gave him a task, and I just mentioned casually, if you have signed a contract with other companies, it would be fine." Zhao Ya said.

Although the senior executives of Gelan Entertainment intend to sign Ye Fan, the superiors did not give Zhao Ya the death order, but they just wanted to sign it, and it doesn't matter if they don't sign it.

Ye Fan said: "That's sorry. I don't plan to sign a company for the time being."

Zhao Ya on the opposite side also looked like she had expected it. Just as she was about to say something, suddenly another voice came from outside the camera.

"Give me your phone, I have something to say to Xiaoye."

As soon as the camera turned, Chi Yufei's fascinating face appeared in the camera.

"Xiao Ye, I don't have any objection to signing the contract, but you have to keep the copyright of your film and television series "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" for me. I really want to shoot this drama." Chi Yufei said with a smile.

Ye Fan said: "Sister Fei has spoken and I dare not agree. You will offer a price at that time. I promise to be the first to give this drama to you."

Hearing Ye Fan's affirmative answer, Chi Yufei smiled satisfied, "Then I won't bother you to have a meal. I'll come to my house to sit when I have time."

"Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan felt a little proud when he saw everyone's stunned expression.

This call came too timely!

Invisible pretentiousness is the most deadly.

Ye Fan smiled humbly and said, "Cousin, what did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly."

Daddy finished the fight, "Oh, he said you can find him if you have any trouble. He has friends in the entertainment association."

My cousin smiled awkwardly: "Eat, let's have a meal."

Have a friend in the entertainment association? It’s useless!

The one who just talked to Ye Fan on the phone is Chi Yufei, the most popular female star in China!

The most important thing is that Chi Yufei's grandfather is one of the two vice chairmen of the Entertainment Association, which is well-known. It can be said that Chi Yufei's ability to get to this point is inseparable from her grandfather's status.

Judging from Ye Fan's appearance just now, he seemed to be very familiar with Chi Yufei.

When did this kid become so awesome? He actually met the Asian queen! My cousin was indignant.

He never thought that Ye Fan, who used to be worse than him in everything, is now the one who can join the queen.

My mother looked at Ye Fan in surprise and said, "Son, do you still know Chi Yufei? Can you help me ask for her signature? I like her very much!"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you a mouthful when I see her another day."

Hearing this, my mother couldn't stop smiling and kept picking up food for Ye Fan.

My aunt and cousin didn't say anything anymore and remained silent until after dinner. The two of them didn't stay much and left directly.

"Auntie, cousin, walk slowly, come and play when you have time."

Ye Fan said to the two of them in a humble manner.

The mother and the mother staggered and almost tripped.

Why are you here? Are you unhappy for yourself?

After the two left, my mother whistled and started to clean up, obviously in a good mood.

Dad and Ye Fan were sitting on the sofa, and suddenly the dad asked, "Are you free tomorrow?"

Ye Fan said: "It's nothing happened recently, what's wrong?"

My father handed Ye Fan a cigarette, then lit one himself, and then said quietly: "Tomorrow is the New Year's Day Poetry Conference of the Beijing Writers Association. I think if you have time, please accompany me."

Perhaps the older generation of literati are lonely at heart and want to make some big news from time to time. For example, the Beijing Writers Association holds programs like poetry conferences at this time every year.

What are the recitation competitions, couplet competitions, poetry conferences, there are new themes every year.

The venue was held in Yan Da Auditorium, and major leaders and members of the Beijing Writers Association will participate, as well as some literati and folk literature enthusiasts from other provinces.

The literary atmosphere in this world is much higher than that of Ye Fan's original world. Competitions like this are quite attentive, and there are even live broadcasts on the Internet. Many literary enthusiasts are very concerned about it.

My father has always been a member of the Beijing Writers Association and has some status in the association, so he naturally has to be present.

Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a little headache. He couldn't stand such a scene.

"Dad, I am a singer, what kind of poetry conference are you going to? I don't have that ability." Ye Fan called out.

The father glanced at him and said, "Is that so? I think you have inherited some of my literary genes. The song "Answer", "Barrel", and "Lime Song" and "After passing the imperial examination" are all very good. Are you still writing novels recently? Have you made a lot of money?"

Ye Fan said helplessly: "Dad, do you still read novels? Don't you only read traditional literature?"

After hearing this, the father couldn't help but blush and said unnaturally: "Ahem, just take a look, just take a look. Your novel is OK."

My mother walked out of the kitchen, poured a glass of water for the two of them and said with a smile: "He is not a casual look. He reads the martial arts novels you wrote, and stays up late every night to hide in the quilt. Two days ago, I saw him secretly using the feather duster at home as a sword of the Heavenly Sword."

The father hurriedly said, "Shut up and stop you, why do you have it everywhere?"

Ye Fan couldn't help but smile. He had lived with his father for more than 20 years, but why did he never know that his father had such a childish side?

"Anyway, I don't care. You have to accompany me to the poetry conference tomorrow." My father simply acted like a rogue.

My father didn't think Ye Fan had any literary talent before, but in the past six months, Ye Fan opened his eyes. My father made up his mind that he would have to pull his son out tomorrow.

It’s like buying a sports car and not driving it out. Can you put it in the garage to see it?

"Okay, okay, listen to you, can I go tomorrow?" Ye Fan said helplessly.

Dad is causing vanity.
Chapter completed!