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Chapter 542 Heart palpitations

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    A black taxi slowly stopped in front of the restaurant.

    The uniformed driver got out of the car and trotted around half of the car, using his white-clad hand to help Zhang Yiman open the rear door.

    Zhang Yiman got into the car, the door was carefully closed, and she lowered the window.

    Zhang Yaohui stood on the window and said, "Then dad will leave first, and you and Lin Qin can have fun."

    "I know!" Zhang Yiman waved.

    "Pay attention to your safety, and don't panic if you are recognized on the road. If you can't leave, call" Zhang Yaohui was halfway through his instructions. He pondered for a moment and said, "Forget it, I'll ask Xiao Chen to stay with you."  ¡±

    "No need, Dad!" Zhang Yiman waved his hand vigorously.

    ¡°If you have any questions, remember to call the police. Take beautiful photos while playing and send them to your dad. Also¡±

    "Okay, Dad, please leave quickly! The plane will be too late!" Zhang Yiman pushed her father's head and rushed out.

    Zhang Yaohui stepped back and asked the driver in Sakura language to take his daughter to the destination and drive carefully on the road.

    The driver immediately turned sideways and bowed, almost hitting his head on the passenger seat, saying that he would definitely deliver Ling Qianjin to her destination safely.

    Zhang Yaohui stood up straight, smiled and waved to his daughter.

    The car started slowly.

    Zhang Yiman said goodbye to her father with a bright smile, and even turned around to watch her father's figure getting smaller and smaller through the rear window of the car, until he was completely invisible.

    ¡°We have such a good relationship with dad~¡± the driver sighed with a smile and said in not standard but fluent Chinese.

    Zhang Yiman showed a simple and honest smile, then took out a small note from his pocket and handed it to the driver: "Go here."

    driver:"¡­¡­"

    The driver pulled over, took the note, and then started driving again silently.  No more words were spoken after that.

    Zhang Yiman picked up the phone and said in a cheerful tone: "Uncle! I just finished lunch with my father, and now I'm here~!"

    "Go in from the intersection, right under the street sign in front? Okay!"

    "Is your phone about to run out of power? Then why don't we find a place to charge it first? Oh, it's not the one to charge! ~ It's to charge your phone!  Ah, yes, I have a power bank in my bag! Okay  ,good."

    "Okay, wait for me!" Zhang Yiman hung up the phone, rubbed his fingers, looked at the winter scenery outside the window, and hummed the cheerful "Summer" in his heart.

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    "Aidu" has been one of the top five records in the world for a long time. The pattern of the record industry has basically been fixed, and it is difficult to make major changes.  The previous CEO wanted to extend his tentacles to the field of idols and build a fan economy, but with little success. He had connections, resources, and money, but he couldn't make any idol popular, and he was promoted one after another [Blue]  Companies such as Whale] and [Xingyan] were defeated, and they took back their tentacles in despair.

    After Zhang Yaohui became the helmsman of the company, what he wanted to do was not only consolidate Aidu¡¯s position in the recording industry.  He also wants to lead the company to gain more market value and leave his personal mark on the company.

    Zhang Yaohui¡¯s goal is to enter the film and television industry.

    "The people from Huaya Pictures have already booked a restaurant at the Huade Hotel."

    "Um."

    "The chairman of Donghai Pictures invites you to a drinking party in the evening."

    "Say I'm not free."

    The secretary held the tablet and reported on the afternoon schedule.

    Zhang Yaohui went to the capital this time to close the net based on his inspections in the past few months.  Those who should be acquired have been determined to acquire, and those who should buy shares for layout will buy the shares. Several other executives from other film industries have also reached an agreement, and they can be poached at any time. All kinds of things, let Zhang Yaohui do it again.  He wanted to stay and spend the birthday with his daughter, but he could only go to work.

    Although after he was promoted, as Zhang Yiman said, he became more leisurely than before, but when it was time to be busy, he had no choice but to give up.  When you reach the position of CEO, even if some tasks are easy, Zhang Yaohui still has to take action, because now Zhang Yaohui represents the company and is irreplaceable.

    Zhang Yaohui's ambition is not strong. The reason why he strives to reach the top can be said to be because of his daughter.

    If Zhang Yiman was just a young singer who debuted as a hobby, then he would be almost as good as a director.  With money and time, I can raise dogs at home, spend time with my daughter, and occasionally help my daughter collaborate with other artists. My life is very happy.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Hi, may I ask where you are now"

    Zhang Yiman held up her mobile phone, opened her mouth slightly, and fell into childhood in an instant.

    White walls, white sheets, blue bed curtains.  There is plenty of sunlight coming in, but it always looks dusty.  The air is mixed with the smell of disinfectant and urine, and the sounds of coughing, talking and the hurried footsteps of nurses are always intertwined.

    Regarding the earliest memory in life, Zhang Yiman can remember it when he was four years old.

    Mother appears in the few fragments of memory that cannot be distinguished from before and after.

    If you don¡¯t watch the video of the time, you won¡¯t be able to remember your mother¡¯s face clearly.  She only remembered that her mother had a bare head, was very thin, and looked small. If her students came to visit her, her mother would put on a hat.

    In Zhang Yiman¡¯s memory, she once visited her mother and told her about what happened in the kindergarten. So-and-so wanted to marry her as his wife, and so-and-so wanted to be her boyfriend.

    My mother just listened happily and didn¡¯t speak. She always shed tears while listening.

    She didn¡¯t understand anything at the time and thought her mother was in pain, so she moved close to her mother¡¯s dry hand, gently blew on the needle hole where the infusion was being administered, and said it didn¡¯t hurt.

    Mom just laughed.

    Then she laughed with confidence and wiped away her mother's tears.

    ¡°You should look for boyfriends and husbands carefully.¡±

    ¡°I¡¯m looking for the same thing as dad!¡±

    Mom chuckled: "Your father was not very good when he was young."

    "Then I want to find someone better than dad!"

    The more my mother wiped her tears, the more tears she shed.

    She hurriedly went to blow the needle on her mother.  After blowing for a while, she asked her mother:

    "Mom, when will you feel better?"

    "It'll be ready soon."

    "When is that soon?"

    "It will be soon"

    Zhang Yiman can no longer remember what her mother said at that time.  What connects this memory is that she was put into a black skirt, sat in front of her mother's photo, and kept vigil.  She watched in panic as her mother's students and friends came over to touch her head, and then cried to her mother's photo.

    She didn¡¯t understand what happened at the time, but Zhang Yiman always remembered the heart-pounding panic and uneasiness.

    Now this feeling comes again.

    Zhang Yiman covered her heart, took a deep breath, and told the other party in a trembling voice that she was in Tokyo and would go there immediately.

    "I'm sorry, Mr. Driver, can you take me to the hospital?" Zhang Yiman hung up the phone, wiped away her tears, and begged the driver in a tearful voice, trembling all over, "Sorry for your trouble! Please hurry up! Hurry up."  "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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