Chapter 125: I am the king

Chapter 125 I am the King of Heaven

While Jiang Yang was listening to his aunt and others chatting, his cell phone rang.

Li Qingning asked: "Husband, where are you?"

Jiang Yang said he was on the subway.

“Zhou Hao didn’t drive?”

“He drank.”

Li Qingning said she would be home soon and wait for him in the supermarket, where she would go shopping later.

Jiang Yang agreed.

Just as he was about to transfer, Jiang Yang hung up the phone. On the way to transfer, a large screen had just finished playing an advertisement for Father's Day, and was playing an advertisement for the "Next Stop, King of Singers" finals. The screen was very large, and the screen was switching. Accompanied by music, it makes people excited.

I heard that the show was originally going to be called "I Am the King", but Meng Zaixing's fans boycotted it, and the name had to be changed later. Jiang Yang felt that his daughter-in-law’s nickname was really good and no one would take it away from her.

Zhou Hao saw him looking at the big screen and asked Jiang Yang, "Who do you like?"

He was optimistic about Shen Meng, "This guy has a really good voice."

Jiang Yang said he didn’t know anyone.

Zhou Hao: "You are too ignorant. You don't usually watch TV?"

"look."

Jiang Yang turned to look at him, "But do you think I can watch people singing?"

Zhou Hao thought the same thing. With the Big Devil by his side, there was a concert every day. "Sir, give me another bite of dog food."

After they got out of the subway, Zhou Hao walked back through the park. Jiang Yang entered the supermarket and found Li Qingning in the snack area.

Li Qingning is wearing a hat and looking down at the packaging.

Jiang Yang ran over.

Li Qingning raised his head and glanced at him, then continued to lower his head.

Jiang Yang hugged her and said, "Call me husband."

"husband."

Li Qingning took it for granted. He threw the snacks into the trolley and turned his face to Jiang Yang for a kiss. She was picking things in front, and Jiang Yang was pushing the cart behind, chatting about what happened for a long time, "Zhuang Mei called me specifically and said that the script will be finalized in the next two days."

Jiang Yang said that Zhang Xiaotao also called him.

Suddenly, Jiang Yang asked Li Qingning, "Father's Day is coming soon."

Your heart must come true.

This is the first Father's Day that Li Qingning has encountered after marrying him. His father-in-law didn't agree with it at first. If he didn't express his feelings, he might not think of him.

Maybe write a song.

Jiang Yang still remembered his father, but not completely.

Jiang Yang was still scratching his head, but Li Qingning heard from the other side, "... In 1994, the crops had already been harvested, and my old mother passed away last year... At that time, my daughter would have been stunningly beautiful, and there would have been someone who loved her." The man wants to marry her home..."

Li Qingning looked back at him.

She came back and hugged Jiang Yang, "Where's the gift? You've already prepared it."

Go back and print out "Murder on the Orient Express", bind it, and send the miniature model of the Orient Express over. Lao Li has worked in politics and law all his life, and he is very good at this. Especially at the end of the novel, when Polo puts two choices in front of everyone, he also puts the problem in front of everyone. I believe Lao Li will like this situation very much. of this controversy.

Once Jiang Yang heard that his father-in-law liked this, he could still write a lot, so he went back to dig more.

Li Qingning let him rest.

Lao Li is the best to coax, but the key is her mother, and her mother says everything at home, her father's opinion is not important at all.

Jiang Yang asked her, what does the mother-in-law like?

“Play the piano.”

The next day. The employees were still resting, so Zhou Hao and Jiang Yang went to the company.

Zhou Hao went back to place an order last night, and the game console arrived today. Jiang Yang followed Li Qingning to work and happened to come here to have some fun. But when they arrived in front of the company, Zhou Hao wondered, "The door is unlocked, has it been stolen?"

The two of them looked at each other and walked in quietly.

Then, I saw Han Xiaoxiao and the four of them busy in the company.

When they saw Jiang Yang coming, they switched pages and turned off the screen.

Hey guys, this is treating the company as an Internet cafe.

However, it was not all leisure for them. Han Xiaoxiao also worked. Not only did he praise Jiangyang online, Han Xiaoxiao also recorded all the phone calls and contact information of customers during these days. After all, customers did not know that they had one day off and one week off. "Mr. Zhou, since the short film "Flowing Flowers" became popular, our company's phone has been buzzing with calls, and everyone is vying to cooperate with our company."

Zhou Hao said: "Why do you remember that?"

He has always believed in letting things happen.

Han Xiaoxiao couldn't help but roll her eyes. This was the first time she had seen such a willful boss in business. However, having said that, he is a graduate of Communication University and has worked in a TV station. The difference is that he has skills and can pick jobs.

Jiang Yang asked Han Xiaoxiao to think about it in case he got some inspiration.

Han Xiaoxiao looked at her records and asked for several clients. Jiang Yang and Zhou Hao rejected them all. They couldn't arouse interest, let alone let inspiration come out, until Han Xiaoxiao said: "Director Jiang, you The provincial TV station in my hometown wants to make a public service announcement."

Not only Kyoto TV station needs public service advertisements, other TV stations also need to purchase public service advertisements. Now that Jiang Yang and the others have received a good response from their public service announcements on Kyoto TV, and now that they have released a tear-jerking short film, the public service advertising business has naturally come to their doorstep.

"Why?"

Jiang Yang turned around and realized that he could take over this business.

Yesterday, he met an elderly man with Alzheimer's disease on the subway. When he saw him burst into tears thinking about his father, Jiang Yang had a flash of inspiration. Now he might be able to take advantage of the public service announcement to capture the inspiration.

Jiang Yang asked Zhou Hao to contact customers while he wrote out the ideas.

This idea was not actually Jiang Yang’s idea, but something that came out of Jiang Yang’s mind when he met the old man yesterday. He couldn’t remember what type of short film it was, but he only remembered a pregnant woman and An old man is sitting at the bus stop.

The old man talked to the pregnant woman and asked her how old the child was.

The woman said she was more than 20 weeks old.

The old man said that the goods were about to be unloaded, and asked her if she was excited to see her child soon.

The woman said I was scared.

Old man: “What are you afraid of?”

"everything."

The old man said: "You will be fine."

Woman: “Really?”

Old man: “Where is your family?”

The woman was about to cry: "It's just me and my dad, and he's still sick, so—"

The old man comforted her: "It'll be fine."

The woman's eyes were red and she looked at him but hesitated to speak.

At this moment, the bus came. The woman stood up, walked to the front of the bus, then turned back and called to the old man, "Dad, let's go."

For just a moment, the old man's eyes were confused, helpless, and a little bit distressed.

Jiang Yang remembered that when he first saw this short film, he was heartbroken when he saw the old man’s last look in his eyes, and he immediately had a very intuitive feeling about this disease.

Of course, Jiang Yang’s inspiration was not to be directly copied from this short film.

He thought of the old man on the subway.

When this old man saw a Father’s Day advertisement, he thought of his father. His memory went back to when his father was still alive, and he wanted to go home to see his father. But when he knew that his father was dead, he must have been very painful.

My father’s prose poems

Stay tuned for an update tomorrow and wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

(End of this chapter)

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