Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 520 CCTV Advertisement Launched!

Soon, the kitchen was filled with the sizzling sound of hot oil, the sound of a spatula flipping the pan, and the thumping sound of chopping vegetables...

They intertwine to create a multi-dimensional accompaniment to family cooking.

Perhaps this is exactly the kind of atmosphere that Yu Baibai likes.

Li Xianglan stood for a while, then walked into the main room of the courtyard house in her high heels and sat opposite Professor Guan.

Professor Guan ignored him, wearing his reading glasses and flipping through the materials on his own.

After a while, Li Xianglan gave a wry smile and said, "Second Aunt, you have indeed taught a good apprentice."

Unexpectedly, Li Xianglan and Professor Guan were related in this way.

"I didn't teach her to be like that."

Professor Guan didn't even look up, his tone as calm as still water: "It's innate."

Li Xianglan was probably familiar with her elders' personalities, so she didn't mind.

"Then you should also persuade Yu Xian to come to our gallery."

Li Xianglan continued sincerely, "Although with you here, no one in other galleries would dare to bully her, I'm still one of our own, so I'll definitely find a way to help Xiao Yu."

Professor Guan remained silent, turning the pages of the materials one by one.

The main room was filled with the sounds of "whoosh, whoosh," mixed with the incessant chirping of cicadas.

After going through all the materials, Kwan Wing-yee took off her reading glasses and looked at her niece.

Li Xianglan must have seen a lot in the world; she smiled and looked at him calmly.

"Pace Gallery is actually not bad, at least it's more pure than the others."

After a moment, Professor Guan slowly said, "But you've seen Xianmei's personality; in the end, it may depend on her own wishes."

Li Xianglan clicked her tongue and said with a smile, "People are indeed the strictest with the older generation and the most indulgent with the younger ones. I remember that back then, Tong Lan didn't dare to utter a single word of 'no' in front of you."

Tong Lan is the current dean of the Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts and Professor Guan's top student.

Professor Guan's droopy eye bags lifted slightly, as if he were smiling: "It's not entirely like that..."

Before she could finish speaking, a beautiful face peeked out from the kitchen and called out crisply to Professor Guan in the main room, "Grandma, did you take your cholesterol-lowering medication before meals? Don't make me remind you a second time!"

"understood!"

Professor Guan replied with a sentence, then shook his head and said to Li Xianglan, "Sometimes you have to discipline me with my temper."

While helping to pour water and get medicine, Li Xianglan said, "I've been busy with overseas projects for the past two years, and also accompanying Yunyun through university. She's adapted to the environment in the US now, and things are getting better and better in China, so I've come back to take care of things..."

Li Xianglan placed the medicine in her palm and quietly handed it over: "If you hand Yu Xian over to me, in two years at most, or even just one year, I can make her the most renowned young artist under the age of 25 in the country."

Professor Guan remained unmoved. After swallowing the medicine, he casually asked, "Why don't you have lunch at home and try Xiao Yu's cooking?"

Li Xianglan sighed; it was clear that her second aunt had not agreed to help persuade her.

"never mind."

Li Xianglan shook her head: "I have lunch with a professor from the Central Academy of Fine Arts. He just returned to China not long ago and still needs to familiarize himself with many things..."

Li Xianglan had only taken a few steps with her bag when she suddenly remembered something: "Second Aunt, what does Xiao Yu's boyfriend do? How come he can get your precious daughter to do all the cooking?"

Professor Guan put his reading glasses back on: "An ordinary college student."

Li Xianglan shrugged. She had no doubts and even felt that this kind of love was beautiful and pure.

But at my age, I no longer believe in it.

After greeting Yu Xuan at the kitchen door, Li Xianglan left with the translator and two Frenchmen.

She didn't even notice the S600 parked at the entrance, seemingly unimpressed by luxury cars worth two or three million.

……

For the next two or three days, Chen Zhe had nothing to do and could even act as a driver, taking his friends around the crowded tourist attractions in the capital.

Soon, Wang Jianlin returned from his "undercover visit" to Guangzhou and told Chen Zhe one good news and one bad news.

The good news is that despite strong opposition from the board of directors, he is very confident in the project after conducting research on the Guangzhou stores and training centers, and therefore intends to facilitate the transaction by purchasing 30% of the intermediary company's shares for 1.5 million yuan.

The bad news is that, in order to quell the opposition from the board of directors, the "Wanda Cinema" project will not be cooperating with Su Hui.

He will not cooperate with anyone; Wan Da plans to invest his own money to start a full-industry chain layout in film and television.

Chen Zhe didn't know if Old Wang was telling the truth or not, but after weighing the options, he agreed.

Compared to the importance of other industries, this one isn't something I can't neglect, since I never intended to mess with female celebrities anyway.

So Chen invited Song Qing to the capital to experience the Olympic atmosphere and, incidentally, to sign the cooperation agreement.

August 7th, the day before the Olympic opening ceremony. The countdown clock erected in Tiananmen Square was already counting down the remaining time for the opening ceremony in minutes. The streets were even more lively than during the Spring Festival, with the song "The Capital Welcomes You" playing everywhere.

After returning home from the command center, Zheng Weizhong took a shower and packed some clothes. Tomorrow, he might have to work hard to ensure the successful conclusion of the opening ceremony, and it's possible he'll even have to sleep in the command center.

"Mr. Zheng."

The housekeeper came over and said, "The clothes have been put in the bag."

"Ah."

Zheng Weizhong, sitting on the sofa, watched CCTV's Olympic news and unconsciously responded with a sound.

Having served as the general manager of the capital branch for seven years, Zheng Weizhong is not short of money. Now that he has been promoted to deputy director, it is time for him to demonstrate his abilities.

This is also the inner thought of all young and promising officials, which is why they will work very hard for a period of time, and even be eager to make their voices and positions heard on a certain issue.

Of course, don't worry about whether the sound is correct or not, just send it out.

Zheng Weizhong, for example, had his sights set on the "reply" function of the software. Once the opening ceremony was over, he planned to take action against this so-called "learning software."

With a creak, the security door opened.

My wife is back.

"What a rare guest! You even know where your home is."

Zheng Weizhong made a sarcastic remark.

He and his wife did not have a good relationship. His wife lived abroad for many years, and given that he was middle-aged and in Zheng Weizhong's position, it was rare for couples to have a harmonious relationship.

But we can only make do, what else can we do but get a divorce?

His wife ignored Zheng Weizhong, put down her Prada handbag, and went to the study with a cold face.

"Judging from this, you've already eaten out."

Zheng Weizhong pursed his lips and returned to his previous thoughts.

However, the Learning Network and Reply Network are not easy to deal with because they already have a mass base. Otherwise, there would have been no need to wait until the Olympics started; an administrative order would have been issued to cut them off directly.

Secondly, there is considerable resistance from various aspects.

Some familiar leaders from Guangdong called me recently, jokingly saying, "...President Zheng, please support our company's development. If there's anything I've done wrong, let's sit down and discuss it..."

Zheng Weizhong knew that since he hadn't taken any action yet, the other party had no evidence, so he could only give them a heads-up in advance.

However, negotiation is impossible; you guys went back and attacked first!
Chen poached people from Taiyue Technology; we're the real victims!
Zheng Weizhong recalled the young man who stopped a car in the rain. He seemed respectful and humble, but in reality, he was ambitious and even tried to carve out a corner for his branch company, which he thought was well-managed.

Besides government leaders, a friend from the education system, the medical system, and even the financial system also inquired about this matter.

I later learned that he graduated from Lingnan College of Sun Yat-sen University, and Lingnan College was mobilizing all its "outstanding graduates" to put pressure on him.

"That's really shameless!"

Zheng Weizhong always feels that he has been "bullied" whenever he thinks about it.

Using the resources and prestige of a 985 university to fight back—what kind of hero are they!
However, Zheng Weizhong will not give up. This is a dispute with political demands. As long as the chairman of the group does not object, the order can be pushed forward.

With that thought in mind, I saw a TV program about the Olympics, featuring Tang Gonghong, the women's weightlifting champion from the 2004 Athens Olympics, who was giving a presentation and analysis.

It's possible that the officials felt that the Chinese team had a very good chance of winning the women's 48kg weightlifting event this year, thus becoming China's first gold medal.

Television programs will naturally broadcast things that ordinary people care about.

A few minutes later, an advertisement was inserted into the program. Zheng Weizhong caught a glimpse of a male badminton player out of the corner of his eye.

Originally, this had nothing to do with Zheng Weizhong, and he wasn't paying much attention anyway.

The male athlete spoke at the very end of the advertisement:
"Download [Reply] and log in with your mobile number with one click to better interact with your teacher."

There's also a line of eye-catching gray text in white: "Tracing Back Technology, Cheering for the Chinese Olympics!"

The living room was silent for a full half minute.

"Hold!"

After expressing his anger, Zheng Weizhong slammed the door and left.

He hadn't watched the whole thing, so he had to go back to his office to have his friend at the TV station resend the complete video.

Let's verify this again!
Did that brat really advertise on CCTV?
And they even sponsored Olympic teams?

Hearing the commotion outside, the wife in the study let out a silent, cold laugh.

Going out late at night without saying a word, and you have the nerve to mock me?

So women, you always have to rely on yourself.

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