At night.
The news was still abuzz with all sorts of reports coming out!
"Variety show defense begins?"
"Zhang Ye forces variety shows into a dead end!"
"Highlights await next week. Rise to the Dance and A Bite of China will fight to the death!"
"The documentary counterattack. Whose face did it slap?"
As one of the people involved, Zhang Ye had already driven to the vicinity of Taoran Pavilion. After calling Old Wu from the roadside, he drove into Wu Zeqing's villa.
Before he even parked the car, the door opened.
Wu Zeqing walked out gently. "You're here?"
"Yes. Did you just get off work too?" Zhang Ye got out of the car.
Old Wu nodded. "I just got back and was reading the newspaper."
"What newspaper?" Zhang Ye asked as he walked in.
"Isn't it news about A Bite of China? I flipped through a few pages and it's all about your Central TV Department 14's documentary. But it's no wonder the media is so eager to report about it. Your Big Sis has also watched your documentary and found it to be quite good. Whether it's the camera angles or the stories, it can be said to be a textbook for documentaries," Old Wu said.
Zhang Ye said happily, "You flatter me, you flatter me."
Wu Zeqing had just arrived home and had not changed out of her clothes. She was still wearing the same clothes she wore to work. High heels, black trousers, a gray knitted sweater, and a white blouse underneath. She looked very capable, but not overbearing. Old Wu always exuded a sense of gentleness.
Zhang Ye had not seen her in a long time, so when he entered the house, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at her. He sat down and carefully took out a tea box from his bag. He handed it to her in a very dignified manner and said, "Have a taste of this tea. This is the Wuyi Mountains Da Hong Pao tea that I told you about. Don't look down on these tea leaves. I can guarantee that you've never tasted it before. Besides, since you like drinking oolong tea, I'm sure you'll like this tea." He then added, "Oh yes, don't give it to anyone. Just keep it for yourself."
Old Wu smiled and said, "Alright, I'll try it."
Make water.
Brew tea.
Very quickly, the house was filled with the fragrance of tea.
Wu Zeqing sniffed slightly and was also a little surprised. She brought the teacup to her lips and took a sip. She could not help but smile and say, "It's not bad. This is really the first time I've tasted it. Can't you buy it outside?"
Let me tell you, Old Wu, there are only a few trees in the entire world that produce this tea. Now that I've bought all of those parent trees, this tea can only be obtained from me. Don't even think about getting it from anyone else. Just drink it sparingly. If you like it, I'll give it back to you after I finish it. "He didn't feel the pinch if he gave it to Old Wu, but he couldn't give it to anyone else.
Wu Zeqing nodded and tasted another mouthful. "The more I drink, the more flavorful it is. It's really not bad."
"Moreover, this tea will still taste the same even if it is brewed five or six times."
"You want to drink too?"
"I won't drink for now."
Zhang Ye could not bear to drink it, so he just stood at the side and looked at Old Wu. Seeing Old Wu slowly drinking her tea was actually a form of visual enjoyment for him. Old Wu was so beautiful that he could never get tired of looking at her. Sometimes, he even felt that even if he did not do anything and just stared at Old Wu for an entire day, he would still enjoy it.
Old Wu asked, "Come and have dinner with me tonight."
"Of course, I'm still thinking about those few signature dishes of yours." When he heard about food, Zhang Ye felt hungry.
Old Wu went to the open kitchen to prepare the dishes. As she washed the vegetables, the two of them chatted at the same time. "It's going to be this year's Television Awards soon. You guys better try your best for the viewership ratings of A Bite of China next week. If it's not a tie this time and you guys get first place in the country, it will also be very helpful for you guys to win the award. If the viewership ratings can go up to 1.5%, then the highest award for documentaries is almost guaranteed."
Zhang Ye said, "Why are we still looking at the viewership ratings?"
Old Wu said calmly, "Others might not care about it, but your show has to. You've offended too many people in the industry, so unless you can produce results that no one can say anything about, as long as there's a second candidate, they would definitely not want to award it to you." She glanced at him and said, "Otherwise, why do you think that A Bite of China was nominated at the last minute? I was the one who got my secretary to recommend it to you guys. The SARFT is a leading organization, so they couldn't ignore our recommendation. "
Zhang Ye was taken aback. "You were the one who helped? Hai, I was just wondering! How did I get nominated for the highest award right after I started broadcasting! "
Old Wu laughed. "You guys deserve this nomination in the first place. It's just that some people don't like you and are trying to pick a fight with you. I was only helping to pave the way for you. You still have to rely on yourself for the rest."
"Who's picking a fight?"
"Xu Wenzong."
"Who?"
"The honorary vice president of the Television Association."
"I don't know him."
"You know his brother-in-law, the famous crosstalk artist, Tang Dazhang."
"Oh, it's him!"
Zhang Ye immediately understood. His feud with Tang Dazhang was too deep. He could not have expected that his wife's brother would actually trip them up without Zhang Ye knowing. "Old Wu, if you hadn't told me, we wouldn't have known about it at all. That Xu Wenzong is a judge? Then if he were to play some dirty tricks on us, then this award … "
Wu Zeqing said, "It won't happen anymore. I removed him from the judging panel this afternoon."
Zhang Ye was taken aback. "Removed?"
"Yes, removed," Old Wu said calmly.
Zhang Ye was dumbfounded. "You can even do that?"
Old Wu said, "Why not? As one of the highest ranking judges, he has lost the most basic principles of fairness and impartiality. Since I know about it, of course I can't tolerate him. "
This was his girlfriend!
She was on point!
Zhang Ye was very touched when he heard this. He had not expected that Old Wu would do so much for him and help him out so much without him knowing anything. All those dirty tricks and hidden weapons were blocked by Old Wu. "Look at how busy you are usually, yet you still have to worry about me. You're making me feel embarrassed. Then, Old Wu, why don't I cook for you?"
"Forget it." Old Wu waved it off.
Zhang Ye had already walked up to her. "No, I have to perform well."
Old Wu gently fended him off. "You don't know how to cook. Just wait and eat."
"I don't know how to cook, but I can learn." Zhang Ye rolled up his sleeves. "Teach me!"
Old Wu glanced at him. "You really want to learn?"
"Of course!" Zhang Ye said firmly.
Old Wu nodded. "Alright then, hur hur. Then how about you learn how to cut vegetables first?"
Following that, Wu Zeqing walked up behind Zhang Ye. She leaned forward and grabbed Zhang Ye's hand that was holding the kitchen knife from behind. Her other hand also grabbed Zhang Ye's left hand. "Bend your left hand a little and use your knuckles to support the knife. Pay attention to your thumb so that you won't cut your hand. Yes, just like that."
She taught Zhang Ye step by step. Old Wu was practically hugging Zhang Ye from behind.
Zhang Ye was enjoying it quite a bit. He, who had always been too lazy to cook, felt that this was a lot of fun. He slowly learned from Old Wu and occasionally took advantage of her.
...
After lunch.
The two of them drank a cup of hot tea.
"Little Ye, why don't we go out for a walk?" Old Wu suggested.
Zhang Ye did not hesitate. "Sure."
Old Wu looked at the sky outside and said, "It's just like the air."
"There's a lot of smog today. Let's put on our masks."
"I don't think so. It's nothing."
"Really? The air pollution is so serious that it can easily lead to lung cancer and all sorts of respiratory diseases."
"Is it that serious?"
"Don't you know, Old Wu?"
"I've heard of it before, but I don't think it's that serious. If the harm was really that serious, it would have been all over the news. Didn't the news about the dangers of smog only come out in the past two years? If it's managed, it should gradually get better in another two years. "
"Uh, just wear a mask anyway."
Zhang Ye was speechless. He finally understood how the people of this world felt about smog and PM2. The understanding of "5" was completely different from his previous world. Moreover, PM2. The concept of "5" seemed to have only been proposed in the past two years? It seemed to be many years later than his previous world. Everyone still did not have a particularly clear understanding of the dangers of smog. Even a leader like Old Wu who worked at the SARFT did not know much about it, much less the other citizens.
This topic was a little more complicated, and it would probably take more than three days and three nights to explain it all. As such, Zhang Ye did not say anything more. He only reminded Old Wu that if PM2 was too high. If "5" was too high, you must remember to wear a mask.
Outside.
It was a call from his mother.
"Why aren't you back yet?"
"I have something to do."
"What's the matter? It's already 8 PM. "
"Aiya, I'll head back once I'm done. Bye, Mom. I'm hanging up."
The two of them strolled along the fence of Taoran Pavilion Park. Old Wu was wearing a mask, while Zhang Ye was fully geared up. He even put on the hood of his down jacket so that no one would recognize him.
They chatted as they walked.
They laughed as they chatted.
It was rare for Zhang Ye to have some alone time with Wu Zeqing, so he naturally cherished every second of it. As such, they walked from Taoran Pavilion to Nanheng Street, and then from Nanheng Street to Caishikou.
Zhang Ye turned his head. "We're almost at my house. Let's head back."
Wu Zeqing held his arm and smiled. "Alright."
The two of them turned around and prepared to head back.
But at this moment, someone suddenly appeared not too far away from them. She was carrying a large bag and looked like she had just returned from a shopping mall diagonally across the street. Zhang Ye subconsciously glanced at her from the corner of his eye. His legs trembled and he exclaimed.
Mom?
Why did you come out so late at night?
Weren't you still at home when I called you just now?
His mother also saw the two of them walking in front of her. Others might not recognize Zhang Ye, but how could she not recognize him? Besides, even if she couldn't see his face, she could at least recognize his clothes. Zhang Ye's shoes and the down jacket he was wearing were all bought by his mother from the mall.
"Son?" His mother was taken aback.
Zhang Ye pretended not to hear her and pulled Old Wu along as he continued walking. He did not want his parents to know about him and Wu Zeqing so soon.
Wu Zeqing also stopped in her tracks and looked at Zhang Ye.
His mother was getting annoyed. "Little Ye!"
Zhang Ye could no longer pretend and turned around in a daze. Then he said with a look of surprise, "Eh, Mom? Why are you here? "Even though they were dozens of meters away, he did not go over.
His mother stared at the woman beside him and said, "I came out to buy a sweater. The reason why I called you just now was to ask you to come home earlier to give me some advice. Alright, go do what you need to do. Remember to come home early!" Saying that, his mother did not go up to ask anything and just turned around to go home. But before she left, she took one last glance at Old Wu who was standing beside Zhang Ye.
Only then did Zhang Ye heave a sigh of relief.
Wu Zeqing had already taken her hand off his arm. She asked, "Is this your mother? Is it alright if I don't go and greet them? "
"It's fine, it's fine." Zhang Ye said nervously, "We'll talk to them when our relationship is settled. Hurry up and go."
...
Caishikou.
At home.
His mother opened the door with her keys and went into the house.
Chenchen was playing games in the house while his father was watching TV in the living room. When he looked up, he saw an angry face. "What's the matter? Which neighbor did you get into a fight with again? Didn't you go out to buy a sweater? "
His mother angrily sat down on the sofa and threw down the newly bought sweater. "Don't talk about it. I saw Little Ye at the mall entrance just now. He was even talking and laughing with a woman. The two of them were even holding hands and looking very intimate. I called out to him from behind, but he pretended not to hear me!"
His father said curiously, "Holding hands?"
"Isn't that so!" His mother said, "It's so sweet!"
His father said happily, "Little Ye has a girlfriend? That's a good thing. He's already in his twenties, so what's wrong with having a girlfriend? Look at you, weren't you the one who anxiously tried to introduce a girlfriend to our son in the past? "
His mother said angrily, "It's a good thing that he has a girlfriend, but why are you avoiding me? I think there must be a problem here."
His father hurriedly said, "What does the woman look like? How tall is she? How old is she? "
His mother said, "I couldn't see her face clearly because she was wearing a face mask. She's quite tall. Her high heels aren't very high, but if she wears them, she would probably be as tall as Little Ye."
"It's good to be tall! That's good! " His father was very satisfied. "Our family is always short. I've always wanted Little Ye to find a tall one!"
His mother curled her lips. "She's tall, but she's also old."
"How old?" His father was taken aback.
His mother shook her head. "I don't know. From her dressing and demeanor, she's definitely older than Little Ye."
His father did not care. "So what if she's older. A woman can hug a gold brick when she's three years older. As long as our son likes her, it's fine."
"No, I have to ask him when he comes back. He didn't even tell us that he's dating!" His mother grunted.
About 40 minutes later.
The door opened. Zhang Ye had returned home.
When his father saw him, he secretly signaled to his son with his eyes and pointed to the sofa with his chin.
His mother immediately said, "What's the matter? Tell us! "
Zhang Ye played dumb. "What do you mean, what's the matter?"
"What's the matter with that woman!" His mother said, "When did you start dating her? What does she do for a living? What does her family do? "
Zhang Ye laughed. "Whoa, are you checking my background?"
His mother stared at him and said, "I have to clarify this. If I hadn't bumped into her today, you wouldn't have told us, right?"
Zhang Ye smiled. "No, it's not because the time is not ripe yet. I was thinking of telling the two of you when it's confirmed. The main thing is that I don't know what her family thinks of it. If it doesn't work out, wouldn't I have been happy for nothing? Look at you, why are you still angry? If you're not satisfied, I'll just blow it off with her later and find another one. "He said it as though it was the truth.
Hearing this, his mother retorted, "Don't you dare! What are you boasting about? Don't be ridiculous. Your dad and I haven't even met her yet. When will you bring her back for us to see? "
His father said, "When the child feels that he can bring her back, he will. Don't worry about it."
"How can I not worry about my son's marriage!" his mother said, not liking to hear that.
She said a few more words, but Zhang Ye rebuffed her.
At this moment, the news channel on television suddenly broadcasted a piece of news. "Yesterday, the Deputy Chief of the State Administration of Press, Publication, Radio, and Television, Wu Zeqing, attended the 16th Annual Conference of the China Editorial Society and gave a speech …"
On the screen, there were countless people attending the conference. Wu Zeqing appeared on the stage and was giving a speech with a smile.
His mother was stunned. "Eh?"
His father said, "Yo, President Wu has become the Deputy Chief of the SARFT? She's such a high-ranking official? "
Zhang Ye said helplessly, "Didn't I already become one? I remember telling you about it before."
"Don't speak, don't speak!" his mother interrupted.
His father said in a speechless manner, "What?"
His mother wondered, "Why does she look so familiar?"
Zhang Ye's eyebrows twitched and he coughed heavily.
His father laughed and said, "She was our son's leader when he was at Peking University. She often appears on television, so how many times have you seen her? How can you not be familiar with her?"
"Is that so?" His mother said in confusion, "This figure looks a little familiar."
Zhang Ye wiped the sweat off his forehead.
His father looked at his son and said, "Little Ye, are you still in contact with President Wu?"
Zhang Ye cleared his throat. "I guess so."
His father nodded and said, "Keep in touch. She's such a high-ranking official now, and she's also a leader in charge of the entertainment industry. There's no harm in trying to build a relationship with her."
"What kind of friendship is that?" His mother shook her head and said, "Chief Wu is already the Deputy Chief of the SARFT. Which television station or film company doesn't have to listen to her? Do you think she can build a relationship with you? You're overthinking things. Little Ye only worked at Peking University for half a year. What use is that little relationship? Chief Wu might not even recognize our son anymore. It's been such a long time. Besides, when Little Ye caused trouble at Peking University, he led over a thousand Peking University students to scold the foreign guests and caused so much trouble for Peking University. Our Little Ye might have already offended Chief Wu, so what friendship is there to talk about? "
His father gave a wry smile. "That's true."
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes when he heard that. "What do you mean by I've offended her?"
"With that troublemaking temper of yours, I wouldn't be surprised if you offended anyone." His mother harrumphed and said, "I'm just looking forward to you offending fewer people and doing well in your career. After that, you can marry a sensible daughter-in-law. Oh yes, if you can't get past me and your dad, that's definitely not possible."
His father interjected, "As long as Little Ye thinks it's okay, I won't have any objections."
His mother said, "You still have to get past me. It won't do if I'm not satisfied."
Zhang Ye calmly glanced at Wu Zeqing's figure on television and said to the old couple, "Don't worry, hur hur, the two of you will definitely be satisfied."
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