Chapter 174 The encounter at Fengling Ferry...is a lifetime change! (Please subscribe)

Shitou Currie and Xiao Shihua looked at Zhao Xin, their faces full of curiosity and questions.

"Are you going to ask about your mother?" Xin Zhao asked.

We have just finished talking to the reporter about the starting stage of Xinghai Group, and the next step is to take advantage of Hong Kong's powerful group to take off.

Xiao Shihua, who knew that her old man and mother met in Hong Kong, naturally wanted to hear it for a long time.

"Hoho, old man, can you be at home tomorrow?" Xiao Shihua asked, blinking.

"Didn't you say before that you wanted to see giant pandas?"

"Giant panda." A flash of hesitation flashed in Xiao Shihua's eyes, but she quickly raised her head and said, "Let's go there next week. You ask the reporter sister to come to work tomorrow."

"Okay, but you come and tell her. It's best to ask if she is ready. After all, your reporter sister has to be prepared every time she comes."

"Okay." Xiao Shihua nodded in agreement.

She took the phone number that Xin Zhao had dialed and waited quietly.

Qin Yu, who was halfway through the car, took out his mobile phone and quickly picked it up: "Hello, Mr. Zhao?"

"Sister reporter, I am Shihua." Xiao Shihua said.

"Oh, Shihua..." The tension and seriousness on Qin Yu's face immediately disappeared.

"Journalist sister, can you come to work tomorrow? My old man said, I want to ask if you are ready?"

"Yes." Qin Yu nodded. She was smart enough to guess that Xiao Shihua wanted to hear her mother's story: "I have made some preparations before. How about I bring you a red panda at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon?"<

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"Okay." Xiao Shihua nodded in agreement.

"Sister reporter, I'll ask Aunt Cheng to prepare delicious food for you tomorrow."

"Okay." Qin Yu agreed with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Yu looked at the assistant who was driving and said, "Mei Hua, transfer to the company. I'll call the editor in chief and cancel tonight's dinner party."

"Okay." The assistant changed the route at the intersection and drove to another road.

Qin Yu did make preparations, but because of Xiao Shihua's phone call, she felt that her preparation was not good enough. For example, she could bring Xiao Shihua with her for this interview and focus on Mr. Zhao's second woman, Xiao Ling'er.

So in addition to Hong Kong's powerful groups, Xiao Shihua's mother, the "ethereal" female singer, also needs to be written more about.

Qin Yu called the phone and apologized first.

The editor-in-chief was a little weird. Qin Yu said immediately: "Editor-in-chief Duan, please inform the colleagues who collected the data to work overtime tonight. I hope to see them in the company at eight o'clock. In addition, the overtime pay will be the usual three hours."

Double the distribution."

"You? Reporter Qin Yu, you have to know that this is after get off work time and we are preparing to have a dinner together."

"Please inform me in time, thank you." Qin Yu hung up the phone directly.

She had been preparing to write a biography of Zhao Lao for the past two years, so she had no output for the whole two years. Instead, the editorial office had to pay her a higher salary.

Therefore, there are a lot of criticisms in the mouths of many colleagues, and Editor-in-Chief Duan is the leader among them.

Editor-in-Chief Duan of the editorial office was right, but in front of Qin Yu, a great reporter with excellent writing skills, he seemed to be in charge of logistics. This caused the relationship between Editor-in-Chief Duan and Qin Yu to be at odds for a while, and Editor-in-Chief Duan was even ready to fire Qin Yu.

Yu.

Of course, all this was suppressed by the superiors of the editorial office after the interview officially started.

After getting out of the car, Qin Yu walked straight to her office. There was a rush of wind as she walked, and the assistant who parked the car quickly followed her.

"Sister Qin, do you want me to drive over to hurry you up so that Editor Duan doesn't..."

Qin Yu paused and said, "No, he doesn't dare."

……

Qin Yu is making preparations. For example, she will mobilize her colleagues in the editorial office to collect information about Xiao Shihua's mother Xiao Ling'er again to ensure that the information is correct.

Otherwise, if she asks relevant questions tomorrow and her information turns out to be wrong, something will go wrong.

As for Editor Duan, it’s okay for him to be petty, but he doesn’t dare to mess around with this kind of thing. After all, interviewing Mr. Zhao is a major event for the editorial office. You know, there have only been a few editors over the years.

The reporter once interviewed Xin Zhao.

And this is the first time that such a systematic and long-term interview has been conducted.

In other words, as long as this book comes out and Qin Yu's writing style remains at a normal level, then this biography will be the most orthodox biography.

Sure enough, at eight o'clock, all the data collection colleagues came.

At ten o'clock, Editor-in-Chief Duan came over in person, carrying various types of late-night snacks.

Editor Duan had a smile on his face and hoped that Qin Yu could eat well, sleep well, and do a good job.

……

Shitou Curie and Xiao Shihua rarely played games.

Instead, he and Xin Zhao squeezed into a recliner. The recliner was wide enough for two people, one large and one small, to lie down.

"Old man, my mother died giving birth to me. Am I sorry for my mother?"

"No way, your mother loves you so much, you can't have such thoughts!" Zhao Xin held Xiao Shihua in his arms: "Shihua, people will turn into stars after death, your mother will always look at you.

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"Has mom become a star?"

"Yes, do you know why I came to Chengdu to build a factory in the first place?"

"Because you found me?" Xiao Shihua blinked and said with a smile.

"After I came back from Hong Kong, I looked for your mother but couldn't find her. At that time, Xinghai Group had a big strategic plan and planned to choose an inland city as one of its base camps. That night I dreamed that your mother turned into a hibiscus flower.

."

"My mother turned into a hibiscus flower?" Xiao Shihua's eyes were bright.

"Yes, I wasn't sure that was your mother, but the hibiscus flower was singing..." Xin Zhao hummed softly.

"It's mom's song!" Xiao Shihua hummed along. She learned this song very carefully. Wei Zhi, who taught her, also said that Xiao Shihua had sung her own version of Kong Ling. This version is for her mother.

thoughts and imagination.

"What happened next?"

"Then I chose Rongcheng." Zhao Xin said.

"Hoho, that's it. Then why didn't you come to me earlier? You've been dreaming about your mother. If you come to your mother, maybe you can..."

Xiao Shihua started crying and lay in Xin Zhao's arms.

"Let's go visit your mother's grave tomorrow!" Xin Zhao said.

"Okay." Xiao Shihua said as she wiped her tears. She lay in Xin Zhao's arms and stared at the stars in the sky.

When Lou Xiaoe came over, Xiao Shihua was already asleep.

"Shihua is asleep?"

"Well, I miss her mother." Zhao Xin stood up and carefully picked up Xiao Shihua and took her back to the house to rest.

After a night of silence, Xiao Shihua got up and after breakfast took banknotes of seven denominations and printed them on yellow paper.

"Shihua, we have to speed up." Zhao Xin came over and sat next to Xiao Shihua, holding a fifty-yuan note and printing it on a stack of yellow paper.

"Old man, are you taking too much? What should I do if I print it out?"

"I will ask for it." Zhao Xin said: "This paper currency is printed in a stack like this. What needs to be remembered is that there cannot be overlap between the two stamps, otherwise it will not work. Look at this.

No, the corners overlap."

"Hoho, I didn't even notice, I'll print it again." Under Zhao Xin's seriousness, Xiao Shihua believed what Xin Zhao said.

Not long after, after printing the yellow paper, I took a long string of firecrackers and some fruits and put them in the car.

Lou Xiao'e walked in from the yard, holding two bouquets of flowers, one large and one small, in her hands: "Here, take this."

"Ms. Lou, where did you get the flowers?" Xiao Shihua's eyes lit up.

"I bought these from the flower shop. The big one belongs to you, old man, and the small one belongs to you. I will give them both to your mother."

"Hoo ho." Xiao Shihua's eyes burst into laughter.

"Ms. Lou, you are so kind." Xiao Shihua kissed Lou Xiao'e on the cheek.

Lou Xiao'e didn't go to sweep the grave. She watched as Zhao Xin and Xiao Shihua left with a cart full of grave-sweeping equipment.

Xiao Ling'er's grave is in a cemetery on the outskirts of the city. She died in childbirth at that time, and she barely had enough cash to live in.

Otherwise, Xin Zhao would not be so easy to let go of Grandma Kong’s two sons.

Death is like a lamp going out, which is actually a lie.

As long as the people who care about the deceased are still there, even if the lamp is extinguished, there will still be a glimmer of light.
To be continued...