Chapter 2766 The choices faced by Ye Mao

As for whether the two of them had a spring breeze at one time, I don’t know this. Many things in this world cannot be investigated in depth.

After the matter was done, they were about to leave. Although the mother and daughter were reluctant to leave, they still understood that these two men had homes and they could not tie them to each other.

But what about the men tied around you? They struggled together on the line of food and clothing. Although they would not be hungry or cold now, they would face more things in the future.

For example, housing, children go to school, and medical treatment, nothing is something that ordinary people can bear.

Therefore, this era seems to be rich, but the price is earned by debts in the next few decades.

But they have achieved financial freedom, just because they met these two men.

Just talking about that villa, Zheng Nannan really thought it was one million at first, but later she realized that it was worth nearly hundreds of millions.

Now the deposits in hand are more than 10 million. Even if the mother and daughter do nothing every day, they will never spend all their lives!

So, they may be criticized, but so what?

After all, they did not get it for their own exchange, they were given it on their own initiative.

Originally, Zheng Nannan was going to travel around the world, but was convinced by Zheng Qian. She was still young and before she could retire, she would do something.

Since the fruit chain is already familiar with it, it’s better to continue working.

Despite the hardships, Wang Dongjian finally had a happy ending.

Moreover, when the return regiment held the donation ceremony, he went with his daughter. Although the father and daughter did not restore their relationship, they were at least not enemies.

After returning from the airport, Zheng Nannan jumped around and hugged her mother's neck, which scared Zheng Qian and quickly opened her hand:

"Don't be so reckless, mom has a younger brother in her belly."

Zheng Nannan opened her eyes wide: "Ah...you mean..."

Zheng Qian nodded shyly: "The best way to keep a man is to tie him up with his flesh and blood."

Zheng Nannan looked distressed: "Mom, why don't I?"

Zheng Qian sighed helplessly: "That's because Ye Yuze doesn't want it, probably to protect you."

Zheng Nannan looked firm: "When he comes next time, I can give up his life, let alone a child."

Ye Mao was assigned to the Ministry of Culture’s External Promotion Bureau for internship. Because it was just an internship, he did not have a specific position and was just familiar with the business with his old comrades.

Ye Mao still hasn't figured out who brought him here?

He was sure that this matter had nothing to do with Uncle Second and Wang Honghua, because they all understood that the Warrior Group needed him to take over.

But it doesn't matter whether he knows it or not. He is a student at school, and there is no need to make a fuss about normal internships.

The work in the part was relatively leisurely, and he quickly adapted. Because he didn't need to do any specific work, Ye Mao would still be able to fish.

At first, Ye Mao thought he would fill the internship period as dull as water, just be familiar with the business process step by step.

However, an accidental preparation for cultural exchange activities broke the peace.

The superior arranged for Ye Mao to assist a senior colleague to be responsible for visiting a well-known foreign cultural group.

During the first video conference communication, Ye Mao noticed something strange.

David, the cultural consultant in the other team, has blonde hair and blue eyes, and speaks with arrogance.

When talking about the traditional lion dance in the event process and the opera performance session, I frowned and said in a stiff Chinese:

"These are too old-fashioned and lack modern aesthetics, which we audiences don't like."

Ye Mao lived in the United States for many years and naturally understood the Western people's understanding of art.

They attribute symphony and ballet to their own things, and the rest are entertainment.

Since you look down on our traditional culture, I will shock you with something more traditional.

Ye Mao felt a "quiet" in his heart, but a polite smile appeared on his face, and he secretly vowed to let these foreign friends change their views.

After the meeting, Ye Mao took the initiative to discuss with Sister Zhang who was responsible for this matter:

"Sister Zhang, they have a misunderstanding of our traditional culture. We have to find a way to let them see the real charm."

I have an idea, don’t want opera, let’s get some intangible cultural heritage inheritors and hold a small traditional culture display briefing?”

Sister Zhang showed hesitation: "Can this work? Time is tight and the task is heavy, so don't backfire at that time."

Ye Mao blinked and joked: "Sister Zhang, you believe me this time. If you mess it up, I will invite the whole group to have coffee for a week."

In fact, the department does not pay attention to this matter. It is just routine visits and exchanges. Programmatic things are also spontaneously organized activities by the private sector.

There are many such activities every year, as long as there is no mistake, it is not important to be good or bad, so Sister Zhang thought about it for a while and agreed with a smile.

"Okay, then try it. If you need it, just say something. If you can't do it, I'll give you a guarantee."

The reason why she dared to hand over the matter to an intern was that Sister Zhang was actually reminded by the above. Otherwise, she would not have the courage.

And if you find it wrong, the original organization's personnel can be replaced at any time.

In the next few days, Ye Mao was so busy that he was not touching the ground. He shuttled through the streets and alleys of the city, contacting folk artists everywhere.

When I found the paper-cutting artist Grandma Li, Grandma Li was basking in the sun in the yard. Ye Mao explained his purpose. Grandma Li smiled and said:

"Young man, it's rare that you have the will, I'll go!"

It took a lot of effort to find a shadow puppet troupe. Uncle Wang, the head of the team, was worried that he had no time at first, so Ye Mao was so mean to himself:

"Uncle Wang, this is a good opportunity to promote our shadow plays and open your eyes to foreign friends."

Uncle Wang was eventually convinced.

After working hard for a while, everything was finally ready. Ye Mao invited not only people from Beijing, but also some intangible cultural heritage inheritors from other provinces.

For this reason, he ran across the country for half a month, just like the flying man.

On the day of the exhibition briefing, foreign friends in the conference room sat upright with arrogance on their faces, and their team performed the so-called Western art.

Of course, those who can come with them are naturally the famous artists on their side, including several world-renowned celebrities.

Seeing their reserved appearance after the performance, Ye Mao found it funny, but since it was a friendly exchange, we naturally couldn't be too much.

Ye Mao’s opening introduction: “Dear friends, today we will take you to start a mysterious oriental cultural adventure, which is guaranteed to be different from what you think.”

Grandma Li showed paper cutting on the spot, and the scissors were like a lively swimming fish in her hands. In a short while, a lifelike picture of dragons and phoenixes appeared in front of everyone, and foreign friends exclaimed.

The other party and his group of people instantly ignored everything and left their seats to visit.

Ye Mao announced generously: "If you don't know, you can ask, or ask Grandma Li to help you cut some souvenirs, you can make your own request."

That's all. None of these foreigners is stupid. There is such a complex pattern as dragon and phoenixes.

Which second-hand guy can come up with something more complicated? The key is that this is the traditional culture of China!

There was only one famous pianist who walked up to Grandma Li and hesitated for a while and took out a photo:

"Old sister, this is my deceased wife. Can you cut her out with paper cuts?"

The people around him fell silent for a moment. This pianist is the only remaining master in the world and his reputation has been resounding throughout the world.

Grandma Li took the photo, looked at it carefully for a while, and nodded:

"I have cut out the characters a lot, but your appearance is different from us. This difference is difficult to reflect in paper cutting. Let me give it a try."

Then, the old lady took out a piece of paper, folded it a few times, then looked at the photo for a while, and then flew it into the clippings.

Because paper is folded, no one can see what it looks like before it is unfolded.

Ten minutes later, Grandma Li stopped, shook the paper scraps, and then a lifelike picture was presented to everyone.

"Oh, Buy..."

A sound of praise sounded, it looked so similar. This was paper-cutting, not sketching. Grandma Li actually copied the person in the photo onto the paper.

The piano master picked up the paper-cutting and burst into tears. He had only loved his wife, one woman in his life, but it was a pity that his wife died early. He has been single for more than 30 years and has been alone.

This small paper-cut made the wife's voice, appearance and smile come to life...

The master took out a check and said to Grandma Li:

"I want to buy this paper cutout, you can tell me the price."

Ye Mao translated the words, and Grandma Li waved her hand quickly: "I'll give it to you."

Ye Mao whispered: "Grandma Li, this can cost money, it is the result of your labor."

Grandma Li glared at him: "What are you saying? This is a photo of someone else's wife. How can I ask for money?"

Ye Mao was choked and couldn't speak, but he could understand it. He hurried to translate Grandma Li's words with the master.

However, unexpectedly, the master filled in the numbers after a few strokes and handed over the check.

"This is very important to me. This is the reward you deserve. If you don't accept it, I can't accept this paper-cutting."

Looking at the two old men who were pushing each other, Ye Mao suddenly felt moved. Is this called kindness?

In the end, Ye Mao persuaded him to discuss a compromise solution.

The master took out one million US dollars to sponsor the development and inheritance of the art of paper-cutting, and then Grandma Li accepted it.
To be continued...