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Seeing that the breakfast made by Jing Xiaojun was ignored, Jing Zhiwen looked a little embarrassed. He was about to speak for her when he heard Wu Yan said: "Xiaojun, from today onwards, be prepared for class. Let's take physical class first!"
Seeing that Jing Zhiwen was not angry about Rong County, Jing Anan also started her performance: "Sister, taking physical classes can help improve your temperament, right?"
Jing Xiaojun sneered inwardly, body class? Improve your temperament? Aren't you just going around the corner and calling me stupid?
Even if it¡¯s the original owner, it¡¯s not your turn to bully me, let alone me who wears a book?
The corners of Jing Xiaojun¡¯s lips raised, and he turned to Jing Zhiwen and said, ¡°Dad, I want to talk about class slowly. Are you free now? Let¡¯s go to the study. I have something to discuss with you.¡±
In the study room, after Jing Zhiwen listened to Jing Xiaojun¡¯s words, he had a new understanding of his daughter.
Every plan and goal she stated was very clear and organized.
¡°You mean, you want to set up a new cultural media company?¡± he asked.
Jing Xiaojun nodded: "Yes, I understand that the cultural media under the group's name almost serves Jing An'an alone. So I don't want to get involved."
Jing Zhiwen also nodded. Jing Anan has always wanted to develop in the entertainment industry. Wu Yan specially set up a company for her, but she is really not talented. From college to now, she has only had a literary and artistic job that is not even 138th level. By.
There is no other way but to let her adopt the personality of an artist.
This company has never made any money. Except for her own group, no one has asked her to be a spokesperson. Her reputation as an artist is supported by her own two special performances every year and some charity performances.
He asked: "How much start-up capital do you need, how many people do you need as a team, and what kind of resources do you want dad to provide you with?"
Jing Xiaojun said: "I made a rough estimate and found that everything can be simplified. Two photographers and editors are enough, plus copywriting, editing and publishing, I need five people. Give me an office in the building and be responsible for the first half year I guarantee that this company will start making profits in half a year.¡±
"Xiaojun, your plan is very good. It has realized the pastoral dream that urban people can only dream of, and it also has special cultural propaganda significance. Dad supports you, whether it is profitable or not is not the next best thing. Just go ahead and do it! Just come back every week Rongxian, I'm worried that your mother will mind. Although she is partial to An An now, you can take the initiative, after all, she is your biological mother." Jing Zhiwen is really a wise person.
Jing Xiaojun thought for a while and said, "I will. Then I will go once a month and come back every time I go to concentrate on completing the work."
With Jing Zhiwen¡¯s support, she was ecstatic in her heart. There is no Li Ziqi in this world, so let¡¯s create one!
When the two of them went downstairs, they were still chatting happily while walking on the stairs.
Jing Zhiwen was happy from the bottom of his heart. It seemed like someone had taken over the Jing family business.
He took the initiative and said to Wu Yan: "Let's put aside the classes you arranged for the time being. Xiaojun wants to go to the company with me."
Jing Anan couldn't help but feel nervous, why did he go to the company?
Wu Yan didn¡¯t think too much. She originally just wanted to sign up for Jing Xiaojun¡¯s course and spend money to show that she was not partial.
Now that Jing Xiaojun is not going, she is happy and at ease.
"It's good, so as not to go out later, and if others ask, you won't even know where your company is and what it does." She just thought her husband was taking Jing Xiaojun to meet him.
Jing Anan's worried heart also relaxed, it turned out to be like this.
That¡¯s right. Can she still understand the company¡¯s business? The assets of the Jing family must all be their own.
King Heng Building.
Jing Zhiwen¡¯s assistant took Jing Xiaojun to visit the building headquarters with great enthusiasm and introduced her to the various businesses of the group.
Jing Xiaojun touched the band-aid on the back of his hand and planned where to start.
"Ding" A text message rang on her phone. When she opened it, she saw that the bank had credited 20 million, and then Jing Zhiwen's call came.
"Xiaojun, I just finished a meeting. I just told my assistant which floor I want to use as an office. I just transferred some start-up funds to you. Is it enough?"
Is it enough? That's enough, daddy!
Headlines scrolled up on her phone at the same time.
Ningcheng Sijia completed a major equity change today, and the Sijia Crown Prince officially took over as chairman.
In Ningcheng, the Jing family can be considered wealthy, but the Si family is a powerful and aristocratic family, with low-key authority.
This prince is even more elusive.Si Mingnian, who had just completed the succession of old and new power and eliminated internal enemies, received a report from Gao Zhuo: The S600 last night belonged to the Jing family.
"The Jing family? Is it the Jing family that recently took a piece of land to build a shopping mall?" Si Mingnian asked.
Gao Zhuo said: "Yes, Mr. Si. The girl last night was the eldest lady of the Jing family."
Si Mingnian tapped his fingers on the table. A few strands of black hair were placed on his forehead, and his thick eyebrows were vaguely revealed. His profile was resolute and stylish. His eyes flashed and he asked, "Miss Jing family?"
Gao Zhuo looked at the boss, who was buttoning his clothes tightly, and said softly: "Yes, unmarried."
Si Mingnian¡¯s tone did not fluctuate at all: ¡°Then what?¡±
"I am 22 years old this year and I am the spokesperson of Jingjia Group." Gao Zhuo put his hands on his abdomen and added seriously, "He is a pianist."
"Pianist?" Si Mingnian turned to face the French window and looked at the blue sky, "I remember there was a famous piano player"
"I understand, let me arrange everything." Gao Zhuo understood the boss's heart instantly.
Throughout the week, Jing Xiaojun was busy with the progress of the renovation of the courtyard. After returning to Jing's house in the evening, he even cooked in various ways.
Jing Zhiwen, who usually has a poor appetite, ate very happily, but Jing Anan scoffed at this. The young lady of the Jing family is not a servant, so what kind of kitchen is next?
After dinner in the evening, Jing Xiaojun planned to go upstairs to video chat with Ning Shaomin to see the progress of the decoration.
Jing Anan took out a stack of manuscripts and said to her, "Sister, are you interested in reading the speech manuscripts with me?"
Jing Xiaojun looked over and saw a manuscript in English.
Seeing that she remained silent, Jing Anan made a look of realization: "Did I ask the wrong question?"
Wu Yan said impatiently: "Can she speak well?"
"My sister is a college graduate after all. I want to demonstrate it and ask my sister to give me some pointers." Jing Anan's tone was extremely sincere.
Jing Xiaojun said thoughtfully: "Why do you have to give a speech in English? Are all the people here foreigners?"
Jing Anan and Wu Yan looked at each other, and she smiled knowingly, while the latter held his tongue, thinking to himself, Adou couldn't help him.
"I will deliver my speech in English, and it will be translated in real time. You see, there is also a paragraph introducing you. I was thinking, after I finish my speech, how about you go on stage and introduce yourself?" Jing Anan said.
Jing Xiaojun replied: "Isn't it okay to give a speech in Chinese and translate it into English?"
Jing Anan said in a very understanding tone: "It's okay. If you're worried about not being able to speak well, you can use Chinese." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com