sailing in that era

After an afternoon, everyone basically unified their ideas, first comics, then cartoons, and finally animated movies.

"Boss, the story you gave is great. I didn't expect pandas to be so cute, and the characters are very vivid."

"Yes, yes, this story is guaranteed to be a big hit. Some time ago, I heard that we gave away a national treasure from the beautiful country. The newspapers were overwhelming, and it was very lively."

"Yeah, it's so artistic. Tai Chi, Praying Mantis, Xingyi and many other Chinese martial arts come alive. I think not only children will like it, but adults will also love it."

"..."

Peng Baili has been in Shanghai for several days, most of the time is spent discussing "Kung Fu Panda" comics with his friends, and he has slowly subdued these people in the process.

The stories that everyone wrote are very fond of them. They looked at him from distrust or Kaizi mentality to sincere admiration.

Peng Baili was very satisfied with this situation, which was one of the reasons why he came to Shanghai on purpose.

Although he doesn't want to manage specific things, he still needs to grasp the general direction.

He found that most of these people had relatively flawed personalities, and their emotional intelligence was not too high, but their skills were all super powerful.

Everyone's art skills are super strong, and many of them came to Modu Art Factory for further study after graduating from university.

There are also one or two children of employees raised by the factory since childhood. Although the theory is not too rich, the actual working ability is not low.

He feels very lucky. There are really a lot of real talents these days, and the key is that they are cheap.

He also encouraged everyone to keep poaching, and the salary was doubled directly.

Good guy!

In just a few days, the number of employees in the company doubled to more than 20 people.

When things were sorted out, they had already stayed in Shanghai for half a month, and it was almost time for school to start, so he had to go back to the county.

"Sister Weiwei, have you bought too many clothes? How can we bring them back tomorrow?"

"A lot? Uh, yes! But how many people still haven't bought their clothes? Brother!"

"Where can't I buy clothes? Let's go to other places to buy gifts! Sister Weiwei, let's go. There is a gold shop in the distance. I'll buy you a necklace."

"Oh fine!"

Peng Baili was almost intimidated by the young lady's frenzied shopping. During the half month since they came to Shanghai, whenever they came out to hang out, they couldn't do anything without shopping.

He gets a headache when he sees big and small bags. If he takes these things to squeeze the train, he will die!

Fortunately, he bought the young lady a necklace before it was over.

"Old Zhu, it seems that there are so many things that need to be delivered by post. Let's go first and come back after finishing."

"Okay, boss."

Zhu Sangui expressed his depression. These two little guys really have no conscience. He, an old man, has to do everything. When he stretched out his hand to touch his injured mechanical watch, the smile on his face seemed a little sincere. It’s better to be a little boss lady. It cost more than 200 yuan!

"Uncle Zhu, my brother and I don't understand anything, please excuse me."

"No trouble, no trouble."

When Zhu Sangui heard the young lady's apology, his face seemed to be covered with chrysanthemums, as bright as they could be.

Peng Baili curled his lips when he saw this situation, old guy, he's a bit of a judge!

It's not spending my money, and I don't see you thanking me!

"Okay, Lao Zhu, come back as soon as you finish your work. I will go to school for a few more days at most."

Peng Baili waved his hand, signaling not to talk too much.

Zhu Sangui was speechless after hearing that, you still know you are a student!

Which student is like you?

After they got on the train and found their seats, both of them often breathed a sigh of relief.

Peng Baili looked at Sister Weiwei's tired and happy face.Very distressed.

"This is really popular, Sister Weiwei, just wait, in a few years, I will drive you to the capital."

She gave someone a blank look.

"I can wait! I'm afraid that someone will not admit it!"

The long road is long, and the train is wobbly and swaying.

The color of the green skin blends with the summer scenery, and a long green dragon runs across the Lingnan land.

The scenery along the way is just like that.

Although he and his young lady were monotonous in the car, they were not boring.

There is no entertainment, the two of them just whispered, talked about things that neither of them knew, and talked about some topics that were close to each other.

When they were about to arrive in Guiyang, the two unknowingly got off the train signing their hands.

When Xia Weiwei found out, her face turned red, and she quietly wanted to take her hand back, but someone had a thick skin and squeezed her hand tightly.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Arriving at the long-lost home, Peng Baili felt a strong warmth.

"It's good to be back!" The mother first had a look of joy, and then she said this slowly.

"Brother, where is my gift?"

The third child was not so particular, and when he saw him, he looked into his backpack, but unfortunately there was nothing, and everyone could see the cheated expression on his face.

"What about the promised gift?"

Peng Baili gently patted his head, and he was speechless about the virtue of this little groundhog.

"It's in the mail, don't worry, it will arrive in a few days."

He greeted his family members one by one. The old man was still as tough as ever, and his sonorous voice could be heard from far away.

It seems that he is playing chess with the old man next door again, the old man is good enough, but he didn't know a single word before, but now it's clear that it's a 'soldier' ​​and that's a 'cannon'.

This kind of enthusiasm for research does not look like an old man at all.

"Grand grandson, you little guy has been there for more than half a month, and you have lost a lot of weight and got tanned."

As a relative from another generation, the old man's eyes are full of love and distress for him.

"Grandpa, I'm not tired at all. Here, this is the carved steel lighter I bought for you. It's very beautiful."

The old man saw an exquisite lighter and couldn't put it down in his hand.

Seeing his father's envious expression, Peng Baili also gave him a different style.

He gave his mother a silver comb with an ivory handle, which he found at some old goods stalls in Shanghai.

She also liked it very much, and kept stroking the comb in her hand.

As for the two younger brothers, there is nothing, uh, they are still in the mail.

The two little guys were envious when they saw that the adults had gifts, but they didn't.

When Mother Peng saw her son came back, she was a little puzzled when she didn't see Xia Weiwei.

"Where's Miss Weiwei?"

"I sent her home first, and she will come to our house at night."

In fact, the younger sister was a little afraid of his rogue methods, and fled quickly after getting out of the car, which made him touch his nose to cover up his embarrassment.