Instructor Song Qingxu stepped into the rehearsal room of the Cantonese Opera Club and saw torn tissues strewn all over the floor.
"Chen Jiahao, what are you doing?" he shouted.
Chen Jiahao stopped tearing the tissue, his chest was still heaving with anger: "She actually scolded me!"
Song Qingxu asked the cleaning lady to borrow a broom and threw it to Chen Jiahao.
Chen Jiahao took the broom angrily. Song Qingxu glanced at him: "You go crazy when someone scolds you?"
Chen Jiahao said angrily: "My sister scolded me! My sister! She went too far!"
Song Qingxu unexpectedly thought of those gentle, dark brown eyes. Immediately, he remembered the lethal sentence "Shall we have sex?"
He had mixed feelings in his heart.
Chen Jiahao couldn't understand Song Qingxu's hesitation, so he poured out his words: "Teacher Song, Chen Jiaxian had a big fight with her parents like this! And then..."
In the angry description, Song Qingxu's thoughts drifted further and further away. He remembered that since that day when he accused Chen Jiaxian of stealing Chen Jiahao's position, Chen Jiaxian never responded to his messages and never came to the Cantonese Opera Club again.
She just disappeared from his life.
Song Qingxu interrupted Chen Jiahao's anger: "If you don't mind, I can be your middleman and help you reconcile with your sister."
Chen Jiahao said "Ah": "This kind of shabby housework...how can I be embarrassed."
Song Qingxu looked at him: "She is your biological sister. She has grievances in her heart. How can you describe it as a broken family affair? Don't you, your parents, or no one in your family care about her feelings?"
Chen Jiahao retorted: "She is too small-minded."
Song Qingxu sighed. Family members, how could Chen Jiaxian have an upright character when her teeth hit her tongue?
He said: "Girls are like this, and they are a bit petty, but she is your biological sister. Just let her and coax her. Why should you quarrel with her? How can a family have so many worries?"
Chen Jiahao nodded.
Song Qingxu persuaded him and also convinced himself: "You are siblings after all, and you can't always be in such a stalemate. I will make an appointment with her to talk and persuade her. You also go home to persuade your parents and coax her." .”
Soon it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, a good day for family reunion. Song Qingxu believes that Chen Jiaxian also longs for her family in her heart. Who doesn't love his family?
He planned to make an appointment with Chen Jiaxian on this day.
He wants to see her. He wants to come down from the sky to save her and let her find her way back.
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"It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and the National Day will be right after the Mid-Autumn Festival." Yu Bi looked at the design director, "The third quarter will be over soon! Where are our highlight designs? Where is our new plan? When do we plan to submit it? You Do you want to spend the National Day holiday with this plan?"
The design director said, “Give me a little more time.”
The coffee in front of Yu Ben had gone cold. He had no appetite and didn't even pick up the cup: "Is this what I want from you? Guan Xi is going to Shenzhen to meet the old president soon. You let her go empty-handed?"
Guan Xi came over in time: "Mr. Yu, the design plan has already taken shape, but I haven't found the most important 'gimmick' yet."
The design director breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, it's stuck with the public relations department."
The Cantonese opera music drifting in from the window made Yu Ben even more upset. From the time Changlefang stopped construction to the present, the transition from "major demolition and major construction" to "minor renovation", the next work plan has not even been finalized.
Yu Ben had to question his own judgment. Guan Xi has proven her abilities and is a top public relations talent. But this does not mean that she has the ability to touch the core business.
Yu Ben asked: "Guan Xi, are you delaying your core business?"
Guan Xi said: "Please give me some more time. I need to find a 'gimmick' that exists between life and business, culture and hot spots. We currently have some options."
Yu Ben said: "What are you looking for? Cantonese opera, Cantonese embroidery, lion dance, intangible cultural heritage, or morning tea, I can name a list for you. Isn't that all? Show me your alternatives."
The design supervisor immediately sent it to him on his mobile phone. Yu Ben looked at the plan on his mobile phone. The design supervisor said: "Mr. Yu, it has only been three days since the last project meeting to today."
The implication is that being able to achieve this level now is actually considered efficient.
After Yu Ben finished reading, he raised his head and said to Guan Xi, "Isn't this good? What's wrong with it?"
Guan Xi frowned and shook his head: "It's not enough. Ten talked about Yue City, nine talked about these, but are these really what the Xiguan aborigines like? Is it really liked by the public, or do we think the public likes it?"
Yu Ben frowned and said forcefully: "Use Cantonese opera. I'll make the decision for you."
Guan Xi smiled half-heartedly: "Yu Ben, we are both level 22, you can't make decisions for me."
Yu Ben couldn't bear it anymore, "We are in the real estate industry, not a literature institute. Can you focus your thoughts and energy on the land?"
Guan Xi said: "You can't always build cultural real estate with the same mindset as building residential buildings. How the cultural industry is presented and how it operates itself is a different set of logic."
Yu Ben wanted to say that it would be a cultural real estate and built along the lines of commercial real estate, but he swallowed it back.
According to Pan Qiaomu’s latest investment progress feedback, many large businesses said that because the Changlefang land is only 1 kilometer away from the nearby super commercial complex, its commercial value has been diverted away and is not favored.
On the land in Lao Xiguan, it is difficult to find other ways to make money without engaging in cultural industries.
There is no profit in the cultural industry.
Yu Ben has given up hope on Changlefang.
He persuaded tactfully: "Culture is something that is praised rather than sold. It's almost enough. Why bother if you use this reason to delay the delivery of the plan? Isn't this a thankless effort?"
The three people present knew very well that the old president and Shi Yuan did not expect Changlefang to make a profit, nor would they allocate resources to Changlefang.
Yu Bi almost made it clear: "Changlefang will be completed as soon as possible and the balance of payments will be balanced. I will try my best to protect you. We will focus on the next project. Huangpu District has just acquired a piece of land."
Guan Xi shook his head: "I think Changlefang has potential."
Yu Ben sighed.
Guan Xi said: "The traditional investment model will not work. We can try a new Internet model and use 'gimmicks' to attract traffic."
Yu Bi said: "The Internet is not as simple as you think. Where does the traffic of traditional culture come from - listen to your whims - are you the savior? Do you have the ability to activate cultural real estate, do you have the ability to activate the entire traditional culture?"
Guan Xi said: "I can only do what I should do."
Yu Ben emphasized his tone: "Guan Xi, the old reform of Changlefang is related to the quality of life of countless people. The essence of cultural real estate lies in real estate. To put it bluntly, it is construction and building houses. Changlefang is not your experimental field, nor is it yours. Toy."
This is a very heavy blame.
Guan Xi retorted: "The essence of cultural real estate is culture, and the essence of culture is-how people live better."
