Patriarch Old Yang

Another shareholder’s office at Xingsheng Magazine is a room for shareholders who come to Xingsheng to guide their work. Normally, other shareholders seldom come to Xingsheng, that is, President Lu occasionally comes to sit, but at least 365 days a year is empty for 360 days.

It was a lively day.

Old Yang brought a bunch of people with him. Lu Yajun and the others were all smiling. However, President Lu’s smile was clearly from the bottom of his heart, while Old Yang’s was somewhat bitter.

In front of these two groups of people, there were also a few financial reporters. They were all financial reporters from Xingsheng Magazine, so it was naturally much easier for their own staff to report.

“President Yang, I’ve seen all of them. No problem.” The lawyer that Old Yang brought over took over the contract that had been reviewed several times from his assistants. He reviewed the contract again and handed it over to Old Yang.

This is the scene of a marriage between Feng Xing Magazine and Xingsheng Magazine.

It was said to be a marriage alliance just for Old Yang’s sake. To put it bluntly, it was more accurately said that Xingsheng had annexed Fengxing. However, Yang Peng was still in charge of the business in Fengxing, but Gaoleng was ultimately responsible for it.

Gaoleng became Yang Peng’s superior.

“It’s signed.” Lu Yajun picked up the brush and signed it happily.

Old Yang, on the other hand, looked at the contract with a sad expression. His gums felt a little tense.

“Twenty years …” Old Yang suddenly put down the pen in his hand, reached out to support his forehead and buried his head deeply. “December 12th is today. Today, twenty years ago, I picked up my notebook and became a reporter for the first time … It has been twenty years …”

As he spoke, his hand on his forehead descended even further, as if wanting to cover his eyes.

Twenty years ago, Old Yang was still Little Yang. He worked as an ordinary reporter in a small newspaper. At that time, reporters were a great and arrogant job. At that time, mainland paparazzi were almost unfamiliar words, and entertainment magazines were also very rare. Those who were able to interview people with a book and a pen were all extraordinarily talented people in the eyes of the common people.

The so-called reporters were uncrowned kings, which was the situation at that time.

From uncrowned kings to firefighters, thieves, journalists, to media outlets, to unscrupulous public accounts, to the regular media, there would also be paparazzi in addition to regular entertainment reporters.

Old Yang had experienced all the changes in the development of the mainland media over the past twenty years.

“Twenty years ago, I didn’t think I would have a magazine, and I didn’t think I would personally lose my magazine. This word… I…” Old Yang suddenly stopped talking as he spoke. He buried his head in his propped-up hand and pointed at a few financial reporters, “Pinch the recording for me.”

In the end, it was his profession. At this critical juncture, Old Yang’s first reaction was that the media couldn’t capture his emotions.

“Pinched.” Gaoleng nodded at several financial reporters. These financial reporters were all veteran generals. Upon hearing this, they quickly pinched the recording pen on the table. They only looked at Gaoleng with great sophistication. Then, their left hands pretended to touch their ears unintentionally.

This is to tell Gaoleng: there are hidden recording pens.

“Pinched.” Gaoleng’s tone became heavier. Obviously, he didn’t need to secretly record it.

He had already decided to sign the contract. Leaving his dignity to his opponent was something he deserved. Even a defeated opponent was worthy of respect. Moreover, Old Yang was a senior. Since Old Yang had suggested that no recording was allowed, then let’s not record it.

After glancing at each other, the financial reporters took out a recording pen from their pockets. One for each of them, one for each of them, one for each of the socks in their trousers, and four or five more recording pens.

“Very sophisticated.” Old Yang smiled bitterly and pointed at the man’s trousers. “Who did you learn this move from?”

“Friends… Friends.” The financial reporter was a little embarrassed, “A lot of people do this…”

“The ancestor is me.” Old Yang gave himself a thumbs up and pointed at himself, “Nine years ago, when the paparazzi first entered the mainland, we were the first group of paparazzi. When we interviewed a celebrity, the celebrity was always very appropriate in front of the camera. The moment the camera closed, he put on an arrogant look and changed his tone of speaking to reporters.” I came up with this idea when I wanted to expose him. ”

As he spoke, Old Yang pointed at the recording pens on the table, “I was just about to ask you to pinch the recording pens, but they’re still hidden in your trousers?”

If the ancestors were here, why would these little grasshoppers jump? Fortunately, Gaoleng didn’t care about this. Originally, the recording was supposed to be done. Since Old Yang suggested not to do it, Gaoleng wanted these people to be pinched.

Fortunately, he had already pinched it. Otherwise, based on Old Yang’s current state, he would probably have to expend some effort.

“President Yang.” When a financial reporter saw that Old Yang was going to sign or die for face, he couldn’t help but say, “To be able to merge Feng Xing Magazine into Starshine is actually a great thing for Fengxing. After all, Starshine is currently under the control of President Gao, and Gaoleng’s identity is placed here. What regrets do you have?”

“That’s right. You’ve been in this business for 20 years. It happened to be December 12, and today is December 12. You just happened to retire. What a good thing!”

“I think it’s a good thing too, President Yang. You entered the industry 20 years ago today, and now you’re growing Fengxing again 20 years later! Right? Fengxing is a venture capital company now, and it’s different now!”

Several financial reporters praised Old Yang Meng one after another, but the more he praised, the uglier Old Yang’s expression became.

It was awkward.

“All of you, go out. Let me talk to Old Yang.” Lu Yajun closed the contract and threw it to the side, “Sign a contract. Let’s have a chat. All of you, juniors, go out.” As he spoke, Lu Yajun glanced at Gaoleng.

Gaoleng immediately nodded and walked towards the door. When the others saw Gaoleng leave, they quickly stood up and followed behind.

After everyone left, the office quieted down, so quiet that one could hear the ticking of the antique clock that Lu Yajun had brought from home.

“You still have this damn thing?” Old Yang was obviously not in a good mood. He looked at the antique clock standing there and was very impatient. When these people left, Old Yang spoke casually. He tilted his eyes and looked at Lu Yajun, “I told you this was an imitation. It was really embarrassing to put it in your office.”

“What kind of gaze? That one in your house is an imitation. Don’t give it away. Lose it.” Lu Yajun said coldly, “How many years has it been? The last time we fought for such a broken bell was ten years ago, right?” Lu Yajun took a deep breath of cigarette and said, “You really don’t know how to appreciate a string of alleys.”

“You can do it. You know how to appreciate people born in your army courtyard? I think you are a flower in a greenhouse. Even the wind has seen you!” When Old Yang heard this, he immediately came up.

These were two old imperial capitals. One was a common person born in a hutong, and the other was an influential disciple born in a military compound. These two groups of people had never crossed paths together.

This is not the right way to talk, this is not, again.