Chapter 35 Neuropathy

After noon, under the warm hospitality of Zhou Yi and the villagers, Zhang Xiaohua and his party had lunch at the sparrow company. Although there was no big fish, meat or expensive wine during the banquet, everyone had a very happy meal, during which they talked and laughed happily. Unconsciously, they seemed to have become their own family.

After dinner, Zhou Yi and the villagers sent Zhang Xiaohua and his party to the door of the company.

Before Zhang Xiaohua got on the car, Zhou Yi shook hands with him again, but in terms of feeling, both of them felt that the relationship had changed subtly, as if they had changed from a strange cooperative relationship to a close brother.

"Please go back and wait at ease. When the sales come out, I will inform Boss Zhang as soon as possible." Zhou Yi always has a happy smile on his face, full of the image of a great good man, which is also Zhang Xiaohua's new impression of him.

turned his eyes and looked at the children who lost their beautiful childhood but retained their innocence. Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help taking out the bank card, then stuffed it into Zhou Yi's hand and told him, "There is still some money in this card, and the password is eight. Later, buy some shoes and delicious food for the children, and buy them some books. Try not to let them learn any crafts. They should learn!"

"Boss Zhang, how can this work?" Zhou Yi understood Zhang Xiaohua's intention, but he couldn't ask him to accept other people's money at will.

"Don't get me wrong. This money is not given to you for nothing, but just lent to you temporarily. In the future, I will directly deduct it from the share. Besides, it's not easy for the children. You don't want to see them lose their last innocence, do you? Zhang Xiaohua said seriously. Unfortunately, he doesn't have the ability now, otherwise, not to mention that this card is only a few thousand yuan, even if it is tens of millions, as long as these children can be able to learn, he will not be stingy.

Since Zhang Xiaohua has said this, Zhou Yi had to be disrespectful and gratefully accepted the bank card as if he had borrowed it himself, and it would not be too late to pay it back in the future.

"Remember to buy more sugar for the children!" In the car, Emma stretched out her neck and reminded her with a smile.

Zhou Yi smiled, but when he thought of the children, he really felt uncomfortable.

The villagers raised themselves with a mouthful of rice and water, and collectively paid for themselves to go to school. However, when they returned from learning, they did not have the ability to take good care of the children of the villagers. They could only let the children learn crafts in the factory. For this reason, Zhou Yi has always felt guilty!

But it's all right now. After those records are sold, the lives of villagers and children will more or less improve. For this reason, Zhou Yi feels very gratified, but he is more grateful for Zhang Xiaohua's generosity.

"Well, folks, take care. See you next time." After saying that, Zhang Xiaohua got into the car, waved goodbye to the villagers, and drove away.

"Boss Zhang, take your time. Come often!" The villagers waved their hands enthusiastically.

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When I returned to the company, it was already 5 p.m., but Yuan Datong and others had no intention of getting off work, but at present, the work at hand had been completed. They wanted to do something, but they didn't know where to start, and they were uncomfortable all over.

"Boss, what are we going to do next?" Emma couldn't help asking.

"Do a sailor." Zhang Xiaohua said this Internet noun.

"Water Army?" Emma suddenly appeared blank, and the others were also brainstorming. They had no choice but to break their heads, and no one could understand the meaning of these two words. It was unfathomable!

Seeing that everyone looked puzzled, Zhang Xiaohua shook his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that there was no "water army" in the world. He explained: "Your job below is to keep posting on the Internet. It's better to go to Wang Jingwen's post bar and her fan base. In short, let everyone who supports her know that she The album has been released, and the sales outlets are attached. Do you understand?"

After Zhang Xiaohua's explanation, everyone suddenly became enlightened and only heard Emma smile, "Isn't it just to help promote Wang Jingwen's record? This is simple. Leave it to us."

"We are all water soldiers, so what do you do?" Yuan Datong looked at Zhang Xiaohua curiously and asked.

"Continue to write songs and prepare for a concert for our big stars." Zhang Xiaohua said so.

At present, including the Mandarin version of "Wuishable Woman", Wang Jingwen only has a total of seven songs. It's okay to have a singing party, but if there is a concert, there are too few tracks, so she must prepare more songs for her.

"Let's have a concert!!!"

Everyone exclaimed collectively.

Of course, everyone is not surprised to hold a concert for Wang Jingwen. This is very common and there is nothing to be surprised about.

If you just want to hold a concert, you have to have 20 songs, which is still the minimum standard. At present, Wang Jingwen only has 7 songs in total. Although each capital is classic, she is not qualified to hold a concert, right?

"Boss, I think it's better to hold a singing party for Wang Jingwen first. For the concert, I think it's better to forget it. There are too few songs. Emma whispered. Others also nodded wildly and thought it was a little too early to hold a concert, but if it were a singing club, it would be more than enough.

"So that's why I have to write songs for her. Let's give her 20 songs first." Zhang Xiaohua was righteous and confident. He said this without pressure and looked like a joke.

"Boss, do you mean that you have to write 13 songs for Wang Jingwen in a row?" Emma opened a pair of big watery eyes and stared at Zhang Xiaohua stupidly. If Zhang Xiaohua said yes, then Emma would not believe that he could write 13 songs in a row? Unless he is a god!

"Yes!" Zhang Xiaohua responded decisively without thinking.

“......”

Everyone was silent.

After a moment, they couldn't help laughing.

And at this moment, in everyone's eyes, Zhang Xiaohua has something to do with "God"--

- Neuropathy!

Although everyone admits that Zhang Xiaohua is very talented in music creation, it is no longer a normal person to create 13 songs in a short period of time. It is simply a dream.

"I think you just want to take the opportunity to be lazy. Oh, just keep doing it!" Yuan Datong was too lazy to fool around with a psychopath. He sat in front of the computer and began to post crazily to promote Wang Jingwen's album.

Others also took out their mobile phones, registered multiple IDs to enter Wang Jingwen's major fan groups, and spared no effort to help Wang Jingwen advertise, completely ignoring someone's existence.

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said nothing. It seems that if she wants to be trusted, she can't rely on her mouth. At present, she is too lazy to talk nonsense and drive straight to her home. She intends to choose a few easy-to-mouth songs for Wang Jingwen in the fastest time so that she can have the ability to hold a concert.

Of course, Zhang Xiaohua's main purpose is to use Wang Jingwen to make a lot of money in the shortest time, because Zhang Xiaohua can't guarantee that when Wang Jingwen will become a run wild horse?

To put it simply, I don't know when she will defect?

In fact, Zhang Xiaohua is also forced to be helpless. He knows that Wang Jingwen is unreliable, but she can't help but praise her. After all, only she is suitable for singing the song of the Great Goddess. If it were someone else, she really can't sing the charm and feeling of the Great Goddess Wang.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua has no choice. As long as Wang Jingwen is still in the company for a day, he must continue to write songs for her!

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After a while, when Zhang Xiaohua came home, he called his mother as soon as he entered the door.

Because he has been too busy recently, Zhang Xiaohua feels that he has not seen his mother for a long time, and his father has just passed away. Except for Aunt Liu, there is no one in the family to accompany his mother.

As his mother's only son and the only man in this family, Zhang Xiaohua felt that he had gone a little too much.

It's better to accompany your mother first. You won't die if you let go of your work.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua called several times in a row, but did not get any response.

Zhang Xiaohua felt strange. Isn't his mother at home?

In my impression, my mother doesn't have any friends and doesn't like to go out for a walk. Especially at this time, should she stay at home?

Is it in the room?

When she came to her mother's room, Zhang Xiaohua was about to knock on the door, but Aunt Liu happened to come out of the room and put it on the door with a mysterious look.

"Aunt Liu, is my mother in the room? I haven't been with her for so long. I want to talk to her today. Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile. Only in front of Aunt Liu and his mother will he show this innocent smile and feel that he is still a child.

"Oh, madam is a little uncomfortable. I just fell asleep. Young master, don't bother her." Aunt Liu smiled, but when she looked closely, she found that her smile was somewhat unnatural.

"Why is my mother not feeling well again?" Zhang Xiaohua frowned and wondered. However, after Aunt Liu said this, he also vaguely remembered that his mother's face seemed to be a little bad recently, and it seemed that she would often feel uncomfortable.

"Nothing, madam just has a cold and fever. She will recover for a few days. I will take good care of my wife, so don't worry. Aunt Liu smiled and then changed the topic: "The young master hasn't had dinner yet, has he? I'm going to cook for the young master and ask him to go to the living room to watch TV first. When I'm done, I'll ask the young master to eat.

"No, I'm not hungry." Since Aunt Liu said that her mother was fine, Zhang Xiaohua didn't think much about it. She climbed to her eyebrows again with a smile and sincerely asked, "I've been a little busy recently, and I have to ask Aunt Liu to help me take more care of my mother. Well, I'll go back to my room first. Aunt Liu should also rest early. Good night!" After saying that, he walked to his room.

As Zhang Xiaohua gradually faded away, the smile on Aunt Liu's face began to be restrained, and finally became sad, and sighed from time to time. Obviously, she encountered troubles, which seemed to be a difficult thing to solve!