Sister Liu scanned it and made sure there were no problems before saying: "Congratulations on becoming a member of Xitian Entertainment. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and the company will also have a holiday. After the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday is over, I will take you to understand it first.
Some things in the company."
"Okay, Sister Liu!" Lin Yuan nodded, his eyes still looking calm.
A few simple words were exchanged.
Lin Yuan also left Xitian Media.
When I came downstairs of the building, I looked at the busy streets and the busy passers-by.
He couldn't help but feel an extremely comfortable feeling in his heart.
Years of struggle have finally yielded some results at this moment.
With this joy, he went to the hotel to pack his things, and then booked a flight home.
After becoming a signed artist, Lin Yuan's mentality has gradually changed. He will not choose to take the cheap green train just to save a few dollars like before.
Leaning against the window, he quietly enjoyed the beautiful scenery above the clouds as the plane soared into the sky.
Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Lin Yuan arrived at Changbei Airport in NC City, JX Province.
Walk out of the airport.
The long-awaited breath of hometown comes with each fragrant speech.
"Want to go? Do you want to take a taxi? (Do you want to go? Do you want to take a taxi?)"
"Poke the eldest mother-in-law, you are such a young monkey. I charge you 18 yuan. Isn't that too much? Are you so poor? (Cao Nima, you monkey, I charge you 100 yuan, but you still think it's too much?
Crazy poor?)”
The city of heroes in the world, the civilized Nanchang people perform it vividly in the airport.
When Lin Yuan heard this familiar scolding, he felt a little inexplicably friendly. He chuckled and found a taxi.
"Handsome guy, where are you going?" When the driver saw Lin Yuan arriving, he immediately asked in a flattering manner.
"Go to the High-tech Zone, or not? (Go to the High-tech Zone, or not?)"
"No, no, no!" When he heard Lin Yuan's skilled use of Nanchang dialect, the excitement in the driver's eyes disappeared, and he waved his hand in disappointment, signaling him to find the next car.
The reason why this phenomenon occurs is entirely because the driver wants to rip off foreigners.
I heard that local people don’t want to take the bus, because local people know the way. If you really want to take a detour or something, you will definitely yell at them, which will make it difficult for both parties.
Lin Yuan didn't care. He asked the drivers of four or five cars along the way in his hometown dialect, and finally met one that hadn't been open for a day.
After paying a flat price of 100 yuan, Lin Yuan got in the car without any hesitation.
The driver kept chatting along the way. Lin Yuan occasionally replied a few words, but most of them looked at the scenery outside.
Forty minutes later, the car arrived at Gaoxin, Xingfu Garden Community.
This community is an apartment for farmers who were compensated after the mud house built by Grandpa Lin Yuan was demolished.
Three bedrooms and one living room, with an area of 80 square meters, is enough for a family of three.
After Lin Yuan's adventure, his home became much more spacious.
Ignoring the sixty-year-old security guard who was setting up the decoration, Lin Yuan returned home empty-handed.
In his opinion, there is no need to be so polite with his parents. When you go home, you are going home, and you are not a guest. Buying gifts will only make you look like an outsider.
"Dongdongdong!"
I came to the door of my house and knocked on the door. Not long after, my mother's familiar voice came from inside.
"Pull one? (That one?)"
"Goose.(Me!)"
"Sharp? The cub is back? Old coffin, the young cub is back. (What? The son is back? Husband, your son is back!)"
Sometimes Lin Yuan is not used to Nanchang dialect, because no matter what word he uses, it becomes a curse word when translated into Nanchang dialect.
Lin Yuan was speechless at this point, but he couldn't change the current situation, so he could only adapt.
The door opened and the person who spoke was Lin Yuan's father. He was a factory worker. After years of struggle, he finally became a team leader. Excluding five insurances and one housing fund, his monthly salary was more than 6,000.
"Oh, Mr. Kuan, a fat kid is here. He's so sharp and has a lot of hair. He's so messed up? (What? His cheating son is back? Why did he come back without bringing anything? He's just messing around outside.
Why is it so bad?)”
Facing his father's "kind" greetings, Lin Yuan rolled his eyes at him: "It's okay if I don't ask you to give me money. Mom, I'm starving, so hurry up and cook."
Lin Yuan has a very good relationship with his parents. He has never had any quarrels since he was a child. His father is also a carefree and careless person, so both father and son are relatively easy-going. They are definitely not the kind of family with many rules.
"Okay, okay, I'm going to make fried pork with chili peppers and water spinach stalks for you to eat."
Mother Lin was so happy to see her son back. She rolled her eyes at her father and went to cook immediately.
The two father and son also went directly to the sofa.
After a while, Father Lin was the first to speak: "How long will you be floating outside before you come back?"
It was obvious that the father wanted his son to be by his side.
"It will take some time." Lin Yuan didn't know what his father meant? But he had just signed the contract and awakened his powers. How could he stay at home? However, in order not to make his father angry, he still said carelessly.
"Hey, you shouldn't have been allowed to play with Deng Chao in the first place. Son, we have different fates. If you really can't get along, come back quickly. Dad's factory is still short of people. With the relationship between dad and the factory director, I will definitely let you go in less than ten years.
Inherit dad's position."
The Deng Chao in his father's mouth was the son of his neighbor before the house was demolished. Both parents knew each other. Later, Deng Chao applied for the Film and Television Academy. After graduating from school, he became popular. Some time ago, he even won the 2013 Asian All-Around Artist Award.
It can be regarded as a glorious ancestor and has become the pride of most Nanchang people.
As for playing, Lin's father is exaggerating. I only played with him a few times when I was a child. I am not very familiar with him. I can only say that he is the big brother next door.
Lin Yuan knew that it was useless to reason with his father.
So he took out the contract signed with Xitian Media directly from his bag.
He put it on the table and showed it to his father: "Look at what this is."
Dad took the contract and read it for a while. At first he was not surprised but worried: "Son, will you be cheated?"
Lin Yuan: "......"
There is a generation gap between generations, but fortunately most parents are concerned. Father Lin doesn't know what kind of company Xitian is, but he is worried that his son will go astray or be deceived.
"Wait a minute!" Before Lin Yuan could say anything, Lin's father stood up immediately, took out a mobile phone from the room, and soon started calling and asking questions.
"Hey, Lao Zhang, doesn't your son work in Shanghai? Please help me ask something, what kind of company is Xitian Media? Is it a scam company?"
"Hey, Lao Li, doesn't your daughter work in the Shanghai Industrial and Commercial Bureau? I have a favor for you, please help me find out..."
A full half hour.
Father Lin made a phone call for half an hour and asked questions for half an hour.
Until the first person called back and told him that Xitian was a big company, his expression was strange.
Wait until the second, third, and fourth call comes back.
When everyone unanimously said that Xitian is a very big and awesome company, Father Lin relaxed his mind.
After worrying is over.
The show-off moment comes on stage.
After everyone answers, he or she will ask him what he is doing.
Lin's father was quite restrained at first, saying that his son had been signed and was worried about being cheated.
Wait until later.
When he learned that Xitian was an awesome company, he put his hands on his hips and showed off with great enthusiasm: "Oh, I'm not asking, it's my son who was signed by this company. As a father, I affirm it."
I need to know more about it, how much is the salary? Is this still a salary? They give you a share, do you know what the share is? Even if you make tens of millions from making movies, he can share the dividends, and eat well in a few days."
After showing off, Lin Yuan was speechless...
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