The Fantasy Entertainment Empire

Una's tears made his father quite at a loss.

But he couldn't think of what his daughter's mind was, so he could only understand that the daughter really hadn't returned home for a year and had been working hard outside for a year. He cried with joy when he saw his father.

Standing at the back, Fan Zhe, who looked at all of this, could guess some.

He felt guilty and uncomfortable. He opened his mouth and almost wanted to say something, but at the last minute he held it back.

He saw Ye Jiayi's side face, his expression as usual, but he could feel her shoulders trembling slightly.

Ye Jiayi didn't know why, she just had grief in her heart.

Suddenly, she felt that her hand was held by a larger palm.

It is Fan Zhe.

Ye Jiayi didn't break free and let Fan Zhe hold it like this.

At first, Fan Qing's attention was drawn away by Wona's crying, and he comforted a few words, saying, ‘It’s okay, go home more in the future, don’t let your dad and your mom go to Shenghai to see you more.’

Then, turning his head again, he found Fan Zhe and Ye Jiayi, holding hands and walking together.

Suddenly, Fan Qing's eyes lit up.

Last year I felt that their two children had a play, and this year it looks even more playful.

On the other side, Una quickly adjusted her mentality. After the tears were wiped off, there was nothing unusual except for the red eyes.

The two families walked out of the airport together, said goodbye outside, got in two cars and drove towards Xunyang city.

When we arrived home, we settled down. Fan Zhe and Ye Jiayi slept in separate rooms, just like when they returned to their hometown last year.

On New Year's Eve the next day, Fan Zhe’s family of four turned on the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala together for dinner.

In Xunyang, the custom of New Year’s Eve dinner is not that important. The so-called ‘New Year’s meal’ is eaten at noon on the first day of the first lunar month.

Fan Zhe's grandfather passed away ten years ago, his grandma is still there, and so are his grandparents.

So, at noon on the first day of the new year, a large family, more than a dozen people gathered at Fan Zhe's house, and Li Rong and a few relatives made a fresh meal.

On the table, there are close relatives and friends. In previous years, when everyone got together, they always talked about this and that, but the topics were different.

But this year, everyone's topics are very unified, all on Fan Zhe's body.

In fact, this topic has already begun before the table starts to eat.

First, the eldest uncle and the younger uncle took Fan Zhe and chatted for a while, and then a few cousins ​​had a chat.

Last year, there was no such thing.

Fan Zhe is certainly not a big mouth. He doesn't often play social media. Even his Weibo account has been handed over to the company's marketing department for operation.

However, Fan Zhe, his parents, couldn't help but talk about it.

Last year was okay. After all, Fan Zhe only made some animations. Although it has brought a certain influence in the domestic animation industry circle, it is only like that at the general public level.

A few cousins ​​are okay. Those who understand some of this may also have a certain understanding of Fan Zhe and his company. In the impression of other older relatives, Fan Zhe is like ‘running to Shenghai to start a company, as if he was doing animation and making a lot of money’.

But this year things are different.

"Fantasy Three Kingdoms" created by Dimension Entertainment has some meanings that no one knows.

Of course, this is an exaggerated description. After all, in this era, it is no longer possible to replicate the pomp of "Han Zhu Ge Ge" back then.

But in any case, this drama really brought a very big influence when it was broadcast on Satellite TV.

During this period of time, Fan Qing, Li Rong and his wife, when they met, boasted: Did you watch the "Fantasy Three Kingdoms" broadcast on TV? That's right, that's it, it was made by my son!

That's about it.

In this way, many relatives and friends knew the news.

Fan Zhe and Ye Jiayi, who were entangled in asking various questions, indeed felt a little troublesome and a little depressed.

But those here are not others, they are all the closest relatives of their parents' generation.

Especially grandpa and grandma are there.

No matter how depressed Fan Zhe is, he can only deal with it well.

At the dinner table, Fan Zhe looked at Ye Jiayi who was asking for help more than once, but President Ye didn't even see it.

She has always been silent and has a quiet temper. During the years of marriage, the relatives in the family basically understood the temperament of this Shenghai wife, and would not ask her too much.

This deal was noon, and it was not until about two o'clock in the afternoon when Fan Daddy and Fan Ma greeted everyone and started to enter the Mahjong table.

Taking this opportunity, Fan Zhe fled back to the house, Ye Jiayi was in his room, using the computer to write something.

What are you doing?

I will review the budget process of the "Amber Sword" project team submitted by Miller the day before yesterday.

Don't do it, it's a New Year's Day.

It's okay, don't you go out and chat with your uncle and them?

No no, Fan Zhe's head shook into a rattle~www.NovelMTL.com~ with a lingering fear.

Seeing his expression, Ye Jiayi smiled.

The brilliant smile appeared on her face that rarely smiled sincerely, it looked so beautiful.

But it didn't last long. When Ye Jiayi saw Fan Zhe's dementia, he quickly reduced his smile.

She coughed lightly, and refocused her eyes on the computer screen in front of her with a calm expression.

Fan Zhe also recovered and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

A phone call broke this silent embarrassment.

Fan Zhe quickly answered the phone.

Hey? Which one please?

Who else, Mr. Fan, this is fortune, don’t you know your old classmates anymore?

The voice was familiar, but Fan Zhe thought for a while, but still couldn't hear it.

I'm sorry I didn't hear it.

Zhu Zhonglin!

Oh oh! Fan Zhe had the impression of a teenager in his mind, pig head!

Eh! It's me!

Thinking of calling me, it's okay.

Hey, have you returned to Xunyang for the New Year this year?

I'm in Xunyang.

That's right, don't you rush to go? In two days, there is a class reunion, I must come.

Er, such things as class reunions, Fan Zhe feels less interested.

When he was studying, he had a little transparent meaning. Over the years, he was called occasionally at class reunions, and occasionally he stopped calling when he couldn't remember. He didn't think it was a matter of course, it didn't matter whether he went or not.

Before he decided whether to agree or not, Zhu Zhonglin over there said again: Then it's a deal!

I hung up when I was done.

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