One hundred kilometers north of Yanzhou, there is a manor called Yunmeng Villa, located halfway up the mountain, covering an area of ​​more than 70 acres, surrounded by mountains and water, and the environment is quiet. However, because of the remoteness, few people know about it. When outsiders pass by, they only think it is a planting base when looking at the sign hanging at the door, because from the fence, there are endless green plants.

A car drove up the mountain along the winding highway. Large areas of roses were planted on both sides of the mountain road. It was the season when flowers bloomed. The roses all over the mountains were colorful and beautiful. When the wind blew, the sea of ​​flowers was surging.

As we got closer, a huge red painted wooden door appeared in front of us. The door nails were intertwined, and the tiger's head and copper rings were powerful. Two stone lions were even more imposing. A plaque was hung on the head of the door, with four big characters from Yunmeng Villa written on it.

There was a small wooden door next to the main door. An old man was sitting there, shaking his fan while dozing against the wall. He heard the sound of cars and suddenly woke up. When he saw the license plate number, he was clever and stood up happily, rushed over with excitement.

"Second Young Master, is the Second Young Master back?"

The car window lowered, revealing the monkey's smiling face: "Grandpa, it's the second young master who is back."

When the old man saw the monkey, his eyes were slightly touched, and the smile on his face became even more eager, "It's really the second young master who is back. The old man knows that he will definitely be very happy. I'll open the door now."

After talking, he turned around happily and entered the small wooden door. Soon, a lifting door on the left side of the main door slowly rose up, just allowing a car to pass by.

When the car drives in, the crops are everywhere. The paths are crisscrossed and cut into lattices. If you are not careful, you will easily get lost.

The driver circled around and finally walked onto the main road. The straight road was covered with flat floor tiles. It had just rained and some moss was coming out of the ground. He drove all the way in. About five minutes later, a small bridge appeared. Under the bridge was a bay of streams flowing into the distance.

Jiang Yuan got out of the car, and the monkey followed him. Two men in camouflage uniforms walked down from the bridge. Seeing Jiang Yuan stunned for a moment, he came over immediately after reacting and bowed his head respectfully: "Second Young Master."

The two men in front of them were straight and had a clean face, and they were obviously special talents who had been strictly trained.

Jiang Yuan nodded lightly and walked past the two of them with a expressionless face.

The two looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

After walking across the bridge and walking for another five minutes, I encountered several waves of bodyguards on the road, and a two-story western-style building appeared in front of me.

With the green mountains on his back, there is a Wang Xiaohu next to it, and the blue waves reflect the green pine trees on both sides of the shore. There is an open space in front of the villa, separated by a path, with some vegetables on both sides. At this moment, an old man was working in the field with a hoe, wearing a straw hat, and hunched over.

An old man next to him reminded: "Old man, please see who is back soon."

The old man paused, leaned on a hoe in both hands, turned his head and looked over.

Seeing the young man in red, the old man's eyes moved slightly, and a kind smile appeared on his face covered with the ravines of time.

"Xiaoyuan is back." It seemed as if he had just gone out for a walk, his tone was plain, but full of warmth and care from his family.

When Jiang Yuan's mother was pregnant with him, she firmly believed that the baby must be a daughter, and named the child Jiangyuan early. Unexpectedly, she was born as a boy. Jiang's mother was not discouraged. Her name was as usual and she also raised the little Jiangyuan as a girl.

In the Jiang family, there is no Jiangyuan, only Jiangyuan.

Jiang Yuan walked over and helped the old man out of the vegetable field: "Grandpa, you are old, just leave these farm work to others."

The old man smiled and said, "I can't stay idle. Look at my old arms and legs, but I can still toss. These vegetables and flowers are like my children. Can't I water and fertilize them myself?"

"Second Young Master, the old man is so idle. He gets up at five o'clock in the morning and talks about his vegetable field. Those who don't know think they can produce golden fruits." The old man following behind said helplessly.

Jiang Yuan frowned, "Grandpa..."

Mr. Jiang waved his hand: "I'm tough, don't curse me. But you, you are not a festival, why are you thinking about coming back? It's rare."

Mr. Jiang said as he looked him up and down.

Jiang Yuan helped Mr. Jiang into the living room, "It's nothing, I miss my grandfather, come back to see you."

Mr. Jiang snorted: "I don't know you yet. When will you care about me? Tell me, what's the matter?"

The old man took the towel handed over by the servant and slowly wiped his fingers, sat down to drink tea, looking calm and composed.

Jiang Yuan sat opposite the old man, skillfully making tea, and in the fog of tea, the boy's face was a hazy and beautiful look at the flowers in the fog.

"I've stayed in Yuhe enough."

The old man paused for drinking tea, staring at the boy in front of him like an eagle. Unfortunately, what disappointed him was that he could no longer see through this grandson.

Putting down the teacup, the old man stared at him and said in a deep voice: "It's not the time."

The north has not been completely wiped out, and he will not allow his little grandson to suffer another slight harm.

"Grandpa." Jiang Yuan looked up at him with a firm look, "I'm already eighteen and no longer a child."

The boy lowered his eyes, and the shadows in his eyes were perfectly covered by long eyelashes: "Children from the Jiang family cannot be flowers in the greenhouse. This was what you told me in person when I was young."

The old man sighed, "That was once, now it's different."

"No matter whether it is the past or the future, I am the child of the Jiang family. Grandpa, do you believe me?" The boy looked up and looked at him quietly, but his gentle voice seemed to have a powerful and powerful force.

The old man closed his eyes, "Is it for the girl named Ye Ling?"

The boy's pupils shrank slightly and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

The old man looked at his nervous look and smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, old man, I'm not the one who broke up a couple. I used to worry that you would be a bachelor for the rest of your life in the future, but I didn't expect that I was thinking too much."

The old man said happily and laughed: "Your brother, I won't expect you. Old man, I'm just waiting to be the great-grandfather. Don't let me wait too long, add some fuel."

Jiang Yuan's face was a little unnatural, and he coughed lightly: "Grandpa, where have you been pulled?"

"Okay, I can't help myself. If it's to pursue my wife, can I stop me?" The old man smiled and shook his head, and said to the old man around him: "Take out the things."

The old man responded, turned around and left, and soon came back and handed a wooden box to Jiang Yuan with both hands.

Jiang Yuan pursed his lips and looked at the mahogany box in front of him with a deep look.

The old man smiled and said, "Open it."

Jiang Yuan opened the box and lay a bronze medal inside. There was a tiger's head engraved on the front, with fierce fangs. There was a big Jiang character underneath, and a line of small characters engraved on the back, which was the rules of the Jiang family.

This token has a few years, its epidermis is mottled, full of traces of time, and it is slightly blue when oxidized by time.

"Twenty years ago, my Jiang family's tiger head was famous, and those who heard it were terrified. It was even more thunderous in the north, calling the wind and rain. Unfortunately, it caused disaster because the popularity of the past was too high. Your father didn't understand this principle, and he paid a heavy price for it."

The old man said, his eyes were slightly wet, "Twenty years have passed, my Jiang family is low-key and ignores disputes. People are almost gradually forgetting my Jiang family in the north. Your brother was stimulated by your mother's affairs back then, spending money on his family business, and Jiang's signature is almost defeated by him. Now, grandpa can only count on you."

"There are two tiger head orders in total. One was handed over to your elder brother when he was an adult and took over the power and business in central China. This is another one. This is the country that your father conquered back then. Today, I will hand it over to you."

"Child, go and create your legend and wonderful things. Jiang is just your starting point."

Jiang Yuan held the token and suddenly felt that the weight was more than a thousand pounds.

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The ten days of intensive training are absolutely unbearable for ordinary people. Xiao Yunhe has experienced her father's devil training, and this level is nothing to her.

On the contrary, because she was able to learn a lot of new things, she was full of hard work. Teacher Hu Zao was shocked by her seriousness and talent, and taught her more attentively.

Han Ya is becoming more and more skilled as an assistant. Today is June 11th and the recording is officially on the 13th. Tonight, she will fly to Hexi TV to participate in the rehearsal and move before recording. As an assistant, she has to follow her all the time. Xiao Yunhe has not been idle these days and is also undergoing assistant training. She studies very seriously and works hard, and the results are also satisfying Li Xing.

Li Xing specially gave her a day off and asked her to go back and take a break. He packed her things and came to the company to report at 5 o'clock, and the plane flew to the Western Province at 7 o'clock.

This time I went there for a week. She had already had experience filming "The World" with the crew.

Back in the university dormitory, one was studying, one was dressing up, and the other was sleeping in bed.

Han Ya packed two clothes and stuffed them into her bag. The girl who was painting her eyeliner asked, "Xiao Ya, I'm on a business trip again. I'm curious. What kind of job you do and you often travel. Do you have travel expenses? Don't be cheated."

Han Ya was too lazy to pay attention to her and lowered her head to pack up her things.

Seeing that Han Ya ignored her, the girl curled her lips and accidentally drew her eyeliner. The girl pouted in dissatisfaction, pulled out a wet wipe and slowly wiped her eyelids.

"Xiaoya, didn't you go to apply for an artist assistant? I haven't had time to ask you, you've been very busy recently, have you applied for a job?" A head stuck out from the bed.

"Yeah, I applied for the job."

"Really?" the girl sat up suddenly, her eyes lit up and asked, "Who did you use as an assistant to? Do I recognize it? Can you see many celebrities? Rong Baiyu, have you ever seen Yun Qi?"

"I haven't seen it before."

The girl lowered her head in disappointment: "It seems that you are following an 18th-tier star. Xiaoya, your professional course is so good. The TV station comes to our department to recruit interns. You can make steady progress based on your grades. Why do you have to go to be an assistant to a little star? It's so inexplicable."

The girl wearing makeup smiled and said, "You don't know this. Although she is an assistant to an 18th-tier star, she can be considered as having half of her foot in the entertainment industry. Xiao Ya is very smooth and smooth. If she is lucky and is attracted by a scout, she may be more popular than your artist in the future. Isn't there such a precedent in the entertainment industry? Xiao Ya is arrogant and arrogant. How could she really be a nanny for a little star? Do you know this is a pedal?"

This woman spoke sarcastically, "Actually, I envy you very much. I can be a big star in the future. Unlike me, I will only be like this in my life after joining the TV station." Her tone was faintly showing off.

The girl on the bed glanced at Han Ya: "Xiao Ya, if you become popular in the future, don't forget us."

Han Ya carried her schoolbag and sneered: "Don't worry, I will never forget you." After saying that, she turned around and left.

The girl stared at the door for a long time and said leisurely for a while: "She told me that she wanted to be a reporter, but she turned out to be a lie to me."

She is so talented, why did she be a nanny for a little star? Maybe she really got the name of Yang Hui, she just wanted to be a star.

"Or what do you think, the entertainment industry is making money so quickly, but it's a pity that little star. With such an assistant with ulterior motives, some people will suffer in the future." The girl put on lipstick and raised her eyebrows in the mirror.

"But the entertainment industry is not that easy to get along, let's wait and see."

"She must have done this for Yun Qi."

The girl rolled her eyes, "Is it okay to know myself or not? Yun Qi's status? Is she worthy of her? Even if she is not qualified to be an assistant to Yun Qi."

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Xiao Yunhe lowered her hat brim, wore a mask, and walked towards the boarding gate accompanied by Han Ya.

A girl's scream suddenly sounded behind her: "Baojing, you are so awesome, I love you so much."

Xiao Yunhe was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look behind him.

There are shadows everywhere, and the speakers have long been drowned in the sea of ​​people.

"What's wrong?" Han Ya asked in confusion.

Xiao Yunhe withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "It's nothing. I heard a familiar name, maybe it's a duplicate name."
To be continued...