Chen Jiaxian thought so and posted a few photos of Grandma Jin's work when she was young on her little red book.
Among the traffic gained from singing about love, it is no surprise that there are no splashes.
Her Xiaohongshu has been discontinued for a long time and now only has 8 fans left.
A few hours later, Chen Jiaxian looked at her account again and saw a new like. She hurriedly clicked on it and found that the user's name was a number that came with the system, and the avatar was still gray, just like a zombie account.
Chen Jiaxian threw her phone aside in disappointment, and seriously began to think about whether she should be shameless and take advantage of this wave of "unparalleled love".
…
"Because the love story of Miss Xiguan Jin Yucheng has triggered widespread Internet communication, our second landmark building selection is Chunhua Cinema." Guan Xi switched to the PPT, "It has extremely high communication value and Internet celebrity potential."
"Chunhua Cinema is the highlight we are looking for."
"A hundred years ago, when Xiguan was at its most affluent and glorious, Chunhua Cinema was a place where the upper class of Yuecheng gathered. It imitated the style of a Western grand theater, with leather seats throughout the theater, and European-style interior walls and boxes. There are even small pipes installed in the venue to spray fragrance, which is elegant.”
PPT black background with white characters, three words:
Latest trend
most fashionable
The most luxurious
Yu Ben spun the pen in his hand.
"On Valentine's Day, February 14, 1932, the Chunhua Cinema opened. On that day, the first movie shown at the Chunhua Cinema was "ALICE IN WONDER LAND," which is also known as "Alice's Travels."
"But the owner of Chunhua Cinema is a Yuecheng native living in the United States. As we all know, Yuecheng people like good omens..." Good-natured laughter sounded at the scene, "Sleepwalking is of course a bad omen, so the movie is titled - "
""Spring Signs of Prosperity"."
"On this day, the whole city was shocked and became an instant hit. 'Spring Signs of Prosperity' is the origin of the name of Chunhua Cinema."
Guan Xi cut another page of PPT, with a line on it:
Everyone suffers from the heat, I love the coolness of spring
"Chunhua Cinema is the first cinema to open with air conditioning."
Yu Ben sat up, obviously very interested in this topic: "Where did the air conditioner come from back then?"
Guan Xi's switching diagram: "Chunhua Cinema evenly lays pipes in the infield, places ice cubes behind the pipes, and sets up a blower behind the ice cubes. Cold air is injected into the infield from the pipes. In this way, the entire screening hall is comfortable and cool. "
She added: "Yuecheng people have always been good at doing business."
During this period of time, Yu Ben's lips, which were always tight with anxiety, finally showed a bit of relaxation. He took a note and turned to the design director: "Check it later. If we rebuild the Chunhua Cinema, can we apply this air-conditioning design to the open-air street, which is not only a retro gimmick, but also can cool down marathon runners."
Gimmick.
Speaking of gimmicks, Yu Ben turned his head and glanced at Guan Xi.
Guan Xi was keenly aware of this glance. She remembered that Yu Ben once mocked her, saying that she changed from being obsessed with style to caring about gimmicks. Thinking about it now, he was also laughing at himself at the time.
Yu Ben added: "Show me the appearance of the building."
Guan Xi directly pulled the PPT to the end, revealing the black and white photos.
Yu Ben stood up and stood opposite the photo, silently looking at the six-story arcade in the photo.
On the next page, there is only half of the archway left.
Guan Xi said: "The land behind the archway is abandoned and is currently occupied as a parking lot."
Yu Ben was used to it: "It's normal. A decent memory can't let it live a decent life."
Guan Xi agreed: "If Chunhua Cinema is rebuilt, it must be profitable. Just like a person must be financially independent to have confidence, otherwise if it only relies on financial assistance, it will not survive if the policy changes slightly."
Judging from Guan Xi’s experience, the ultimate fate of cultural industries that cannot operate themselves is:
Abandoned - occupied by illegal construction - turned into a piece of bad land - closed down.
Finally, I waited patiently for the next time I was "helped".
Decent nostalgia cannot keep traditional culture alive with dignity.
Yu Ben sneered: "I'm going to be scolded again. I can imagine that someone will jump out and point at our noses and scold us for making money under the banner of culture."
Guan Xi said indifferently: "What are you afraid of? Such people are the same people who hate scientists for making money. He hopes that culture will always stand on the altar waiting for redemption, and he can't wait to become a small circle for self-pleasure. If he really becomes a small circle The circle is enjoying itself, but he wants to curse the academic monopoly."
Yu Ben looked at Guan Xi for a long time and said, "You don't care." He used a declarative sentence.
Guan Xi nodded: "I don't care. I only care about what I have to do and what others think of me -" She smiled and said, "Zhuoxiu has her own legal affairs."
The worst case scenario is a lawsuit.
Just because you don't care doesn't mean you don't cherish your reputation.
Yu Ben nodded, signaled the meeting to end, and closed the notebook in his hand.
The choice of Chunhua Cinema as the landmark building of Demonstration Street was finally decided. Everyone in the conference room felt relaxed and began to talk and laugh from the bottom of their hearts.
Yu Ben moved his body and saw the caller ID on Guan Xi's phone lighting up over and over again, but she just pretended not to see it.
At this frequency, was she being harassed?
Have you called the police?
Yu Ben frowned and couldn't help but look at it a few more times, then forcibly looked away without asking any more questions.
…
Two hours later, Yu Ben walked out of the office with his bag, and happened to meet Guan Xi who came back from the tea room with a water cup.
Yu Ben reminded Guan Xi: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival event. You'd better go home early and rest tonight."
Guan Xi thought for a while: "That's okay."
She went back to the office to pack her things.
Yu Ben heard Guan Xi's cell phone still ringing persistently. There is no need to show true feelings in the workplace, and he shouldn't meddle in other people's business, but after a few negative thoughts, he stopped.
A few minutes later, Guan Xi went out with his bag and was quite surprised to see Yu Ben still there.
Yu Ben didn't say anything. The two entered the elevator one after another.
Guan Xi pressed "1" and then helped Yu Ben press the button on the second floor. Yu Ben stopped him: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I will give the driver a day off."
Guan Xi said "Oh": "Then you drive yourself?"
Yu Ben glanced at the time: "I won't go home tonight for tomorrow morning's activities. I will sleep in the company dormitory."
He looked at Guan Xi.
where you go? he asked with his eyes.
Guan Xi was fascinated by the repeatedly vibrating mobile phone and nodded, but did not say where he was going.
Yu Ben was about to speak but stopped, and the two of them fell into silence.
Yu Ben turned his back to Guan Xi and looked at the electronic numbers changing one by one in front of him.
The elevator door opened, and Yu Ben looked back at Guan Xi, who was looking down at his phone. The caller ID on her phone was still on, but she didn't answer it because she didn't know what she was thinking.
She should call the police.
Yu Ben frowned and then controlled his thoughts.
He should not point fingers at colleagues, especially female colleagues, and make suggestions that have nothing to do with work.
He has a work ethic.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the moon outside the glass door is round and big, hanging quietly high in the night sky. The moist evening breeze blew through the empty door. Guan Xi was wearing a silk skirt today, and the corners of the skirt were rolled up by the evening breeze.
Although Yu Ben's heart was boiling due to the harassing phone calls, his eyes were honestly attracted by the flying part, and then fell on her face illuminated by the screen.
There was only a trace of lipstick left on her lips, a tired dark rose color. Tiredness brings people closer.
Yu Ben was lost in thought for a moment, looked away, and held on to the elevator door: "Let's go."
Guan Xi walked out.
A person who is in a trance will not know that his or her mind has been captured. Yu Ben took three steps and two steps to catch up with Guan Xi's back, but stopped at the last moment.
Keep your distance and mind your own business. He heard the warning from reason.
Immediately, ignoring the warning of reason, Yu Ben took another step forward and stepped on her shadow, which was the fluttering hem of her skirt.
"Just on my way," he heard himself say.
The two of them were silent all the way under the bright full moon. Yu Ben paid attention to his surroundings without leaving any trace.
…
After walking for a while, a broken stone tablet appeared in front of me.
Guan Xi stopped, waited for Yu Ben to stand side by side, and pointed out to him: "This street was originally called Xunfengli."
Yu Ben said: "It is now called Changlefang Erzong Road."
Guan Xi nodded, pointed to the other side and said, "This one is called Youyu Lane. Isn't it better than Yiheng Road?"
Yu Ben nodded.
Looking for the phoenix and having more than enough are both beautiful and ancient wishes.
Facing the good wishes, Guan Xi's often tense and anxious face relaxed and showed a little smile.
She reached out and touched the broken stele. The words "Xunfengli" were mottled on it.
Yu Ben lowered his voice: "...After this place is improved, we will make a street sign with the words 'Xunfengli' and nail it to the wall."
Yu Ben is a problem solver.
Guan Xi stood up straight and deliberately lowered his voice: "Be realistic. It is difficult to change the road name. You need to communicate with the government."
This time, it was Yu Bi who was tinged with idealism: "We can talk to the navigation map and note the ancient names on the navigation map. I think the ancient beautiful wishes can coexist with the convenient numbering now."
Somehow, most of the annoyance was gone, and Guan Xi suddenly felt a little happy. Yes, Yu Ben is a businessman, and it is inevitable for her to "do business" herself. But at certain moments, under the moonlight, they are pure, revealing some foolish idealism and silly sincerity.
Human beings are inherently complex. People who have been tempered by life are more complicated and disguise themselves more.
But no matter what kind of pain we experience, human beings will always have a romantic and idealistic side.
Just when Guan Xigang was about to say something, a black figure appeared in front of the two of them.
…
Yu Ben, with quick eyes and quick hands, pulled Guan Xi behind him and was about to fight back, but Guan Xi stopped him: "Don't."
The next second, Yu Ben watched helplessly as the black, thin shadow slapped Guan Xi.
A surge of anger welled up in my heart.
Yu Ben reached out and was about to grab the harasser's neck, but at this moment, Guan Xi spoke softly:
"mom."
