Nan Yi turned around and saw Qiuhua's face, and uttered "Ciao!"
"Do you know I'm Italian?" the player's face lit up with joy.
"I don't know, I guess you are." Nan Yi pointed to a man in a suit on the edge of the ball, "He looks a bit like Michael Corleone."
Qiuhua asked in surprise: "Who?"
Nan Yi did not answer directly, but whistled the song "The Godfather", which was the theme song of the movie "The Godfather".
Nan Yi blew for a while, but Qiuhua didn't respond. Instead, the man in a suit next to her said in a hoarse voice in Italian: "The music of The Godfather."
In New York, Nan Yi had seen people from a fallen mafia family, and he just felt a similar vibe on the man in the suit. Now that the man in the suit opened his mouth, he could basically confirm that the other person was a member of the mafia.
It's just a bit strange, how could the beauty get together with the mafia? Maybe her family has connections with the mafia, or the man she found has connections with the mafia. The former is more likely, and if it was the latter, it is unlikely that her bag was stolen that day.
Qiuhua had never seen The Godfather, but she knew what it was about. The joy on her face disappeared instantly. She thought Nan Yi had seen the movie she had made, but who knew...
"Yes, I'm Italian."
Seeing Qiuhua's expression, Nan Yi really wanted to say that he had seen her play a certain role in a certain movie, but when he searched his memory, the only ones he could remember were "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily" and "Irreversible". He was sure that these two movies had not been filmed yet.
Besides, these two films are not very convenient to use as topics of conversation, as it is not pleasant to talk about them.
Nan Yi pointed to the recliner next to him and said, "Would you like to come and sit here?"
Qiuhua Luoluo walked to Nan Yi and sat down. She turned around and nodded to the tiger cub, then turned back and said to Nan Yi: "Monica, Monica Bellucci."
"Adam, Adam Smith."
Qiuhua shook Nan Yi's hand and said, "Adam, your girlfriend is not here?"
"Yes, she's out for something. Monica, are you here to travel or attend the film festival?"
"I'm an actor..." the ballerina said self-deprecatingly, "I'm an unknown little actor who wants to find an opportunity in Cannes."
"Did you find it?"
"No."
Nan Yi looked the ball girl up and down. She had black hair, regular facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Her gaze was captivating, and her sexy and seductive look was also tinged with a hint of purity. Needless to say, her figure was her most proud asset.
It’s no wonder that today’s top actresses are fully capable of playing the leading role in a romantic film by dressing conservatively.
"I will have an opportunity soon. If you are interested, you can leave me a business card and you can come and try out during the casting."
Qiuhua was surprised and asked, "Are you the director?"
"No, I'm neither a director nor a producer. I just used to run a film and television company, but I've sold it now." Nan Yi waved his hand. "Of course, these are not important. For some purpose, I need to make a film. After it is released, the more viewers the better."
"Every investor thinks so," the player said disapprovingly.
"No, I only care about the number of viewers and the popularity of the film, not the box office." Nan Yi paused and said, "It's not easy to understand what I said, just think that I also care about the box office. In order to ensure a good box office, I will choose the best scripts, directors, producers, actors, and producers, and the film will be released worldwide.
So, I said you can try, just try, in fact, I prefer to choose Sharon Stone, Winona Ryder and other well-known actors. "
Nan Yi's words aroused Qiuhua's competitive spirit and made her vaguely want to seize the opportunity, "Adam, what kind of film are you going to shoot?"
"It's a love movie called "Tomatoes, Potatoes and Love". The script has not been finalized yet, but there are a few settings. The story begins in 1923, when the price of bread in Germany changed from hundreds of thousands of marks to tens of billions of marks, which was probably in the summer of 1923.
The main location of the story is Aachen, a rural city bordering Germany and the Netherlands. The heroine, whom I will call Monica for now, is German. Due to soaring prices, her family had to move to the countryside of Aachen. She happened to become a neighbor of the hero, Adam, who is Dutch. He was five years old that year, or six or seven years old, anyway, not too old, and this may change later.
Adam's father is a farmer, and the family mainly grows tomatoes. When Monica's family moved to the countryside, they naturally had to rely on planting to fill their stomachs and earn income. Monica's father chose to grow potatoes. "
Nan Yi stopped talking here.
Qiuhua, who was concentrating on listening to the rest of the story, saw Nan Yi stop and asked, "What's next?"
Nan Yi spread his hands and said, "I haven't figured out the following ideas yet. I don't know whether to make the story sad or just right, or sweet. The story is arranged at this time point, and you can probably guess that the following story will be related to the war. To construct the story perfectly, I need to investigate what happened back then.
All I can say now is that Adam and Monica's story spans back to the day the movie premiered, when they were sitting in the theater, watching their story unfold on the screen.
If you are the heroine, you need to play the role of a 16 or 17-year-old heroine, and also a 40 or 50-year-old heroine. The age span is very large, and your identity and personality will also change over time. It is difficult to play the role well.
Oh, yes, the heroine needs to be very good at frying French fries and potato chips. In her later years, she may open a restaurant specializing in French fries and fried chicken, named Wonderful. "
"American Wonderful?" asked the ball player.
Nan Yi smiled and said, "Yes, by the way, I am a small shareholder of Wonderful. If you are interested in this role, I hope you can learn how to fry French fries and potato chips. There will definitely be a cooking shot of the heroine in the film, and it will be a long shot. In addition, learn how to play a female SS."
"Adam, let me confirm, are you serious about what you just said, that everything should be the best?" the player said excitedly.
"Yes, I am serious. I have said that I do not value the box office. My biggest pursuit for investment is to protect my capital. The current investment budget is 30 million US dollars. If the box office prospect is optimistic after the script is completed, the budget will continue to increase. If the box office reaches 100 million, the budget will increase to 35 million US dollars.
It’s just a romance film, and I believe the budget is very high, and I want to keep it up to date.”
Nan Yi spoke from the bottom of his heart. In the Netherlands, he had the idea of ​​making a film to promote "serial marketing". It would be best if he could make some money at the box office, but he could also accept breaking even or making a small loss. What he valued was the promotion effect.
"I am very interested in the role of Monica. Will the film be released next year?" The actress emphasized the name "Monica".
"Yes, post-production must be completed before March, and we need to leave enough time to grab a schedule. So, although this project hasn't started yet, the action will be very fast. If you are really interested, you only have two months to prepare."
"Yes, I am very interested."
How could the ball girl not be interested? She was desperate for a good opportunity to stand out.
"Before today, I didn't know you were an actor, so even if you were chosen, your salary..."
"Adam, I don't care about the pay. I can accept any amount."
Nan Yi nodded and said, "Very good. Give me a business card and I will send you the script soon. I hope we have the opportunity to cooperate."
Nan Yi really doesn't know much about Qiuhua's acting skills. Although he has seen her movies, who would care about her acting skills? He doesn't have the time.
Qiuhua left a business card for Nanyi, and after they chatted for a few more words, Qiuhua said goodbye and left. Although Nanyi was excited about playing ball, it would not be now, not here. A man's words are as good as his words, and he kept his promises. He just said a few days ago that there would only be one in France, and he would not have anything happen with the second woman in France.
Nan Yi looked at the business card given by Qiuhua and found that the phone number was in Los Angeles. He called Hollywood and asked someone to inquire at the Screen Actors Guild. He soon found out that Qiuhua had participated in a film . After further inquiries, he learned that Qiuhua had already embarked on the road of becoming a star.
When Nan Yi was fast-forwarding and rewinding a scene from "Dracula" repeatedly in the room, Sophie Marceau came back from outside, walked to Nan Yi and lay directly in his arms.
Sophie Marceau glanced at the TV screen and said, "It's her. Does she look pretty?"
“So big.”
Sophie Marceau grabbed Nan Yi's neck and shook it a few times, venting her dissatisfaction.
Nan Yi waited until she had shaken enough before asking, "What did you gain today?"
"I met a small director named Quentin. He previously made a movie called Reservoir Dogs, which cost $1.2 million and grossed less than $2.86 million. Now he wants to make a new movie with a budget of $8 million. I am hesitating whether to invest."
Nan Yi asked calmly: "Oh, what new movie?"
"Pulp Fiction, similar to Reservoir Dogs."
"I've seen Reservoir Dogs, it's quite interesting. Quentin's style should be liked by many young audiences. 8 million is not a lot, so we can take the risk." Nan Yi spoke carefully and did not encourage Sophie Marceau to invest.
Sophie Marceau thought for a while and said, "Let me think about it again. I am a little worried that he is too enthusiastic towards me."
Nan Yi: “What are you worried about?”
"There is a new film investor who only has money but no resources. Good films will not be interested in me. Yesterday I met a producer who was short of money but still did not accept my investment. Instead, he invited me to audition for the female lead."
"Hmm?" Nan Yi was startled. "What movie?"
"The title hasn't been decided yet, but it's about the story of William Wallace from England."
"Ahaha, Flat Shoes, you are indeed underestimated. Who told you that the name has not been decided yet? The movie you mentioned is called Brave Heart, which is no secret among the big Hollywood companies. Costume historical themes have failed too many times before. Now all companies are very cautious about investing in this type of theme. It is very difficult for Gibson to find investment."
"Hmm?" Sophie Marceau asked in surprise, "How do you know so clearly?"
"Think for yourself."
"Oh, I forgot that you were the boss of 20th Century Fox." Sophie Marceau stood up and said, "Please find me a script. I want to read it."
"good."
Nan Yi was actually not optimistic about Sophie Marceau's investment in "Brave Heart". Although he didn't remember exactly what the global box office was, it was definitely not a particularly amazing number. Thinking back on the content of the movie, Nan Yi could roughly estimate the budget at 70 to 80 million US dollars, plus another 20 million for publicity and promotion, which is roughly close to 100 million. The box office would not exceed 300 million US dollars, which was not very meaningful.
The ratio is 1 to 3. If the accountant makes a mistake, losses will occur. Even if the accountant does not make a mistake, the profit will not be very large. For a large-scale production with cooperation from multiple parties, two years is considered short from investment to collecting box office dividends.
It would be good if you could get a share of the surrounding dividends, but if not, it would be better not to invest.
It is very difficult to make huge profits if you don't invest in a dark horse movie, especially for investors like Sophie Marceau, who only have money and no other help. They have to be suckers and invest more and get less.
Nan Yi thought that he had to find a producer from Hollywood to be Sophie Marceau's assistant, and also give her the persona of Pan American Controls' film and television investment partner and spokesperson. If she continued to run around like a headless fly, she would most likely be fooled.
The next morning, after having breakfast at the hotel, Sophie Marceau went to Cannes again. Nan Yi left home at the same time as her. He had been in Nice for several days and had not had a good time in this tourist town.
Who knew that just after walking out of the hotel, the security guard following Nan Yi discovered that someone was taking pictures secretly. Crispy Burger and Sturgeon Burger quickly broke away from the team and surrounded the secret photographers from the left and right. The secret photographers discovered the two people, put away their cameras and ran away.
The secret photo of the person running away was equivalent to telling Nan Yi and his group that he was taking a photo of Nan Yi, and it was very targeted.
Nan Yi frowned slightly, turned to the tiger cub and said, "Ask clearly if it is Gu Junhao."
"clear."
The tiger cub responded and said a few words into the communicator.
Sturgeon and his companion chased all the way into the old town of Nice. At the corner of a narrow street between the yellow and ochre exterior walls, Sturgeon caught the voyeur. Sturgeon went forward and found the camera from the voyeur's bag. He opened the back cover and saw that the film was still inside. He pulled out the film, raised his hand to the sunlight, and pulled it out frame by frame to make sure the film was completely exposed. He put the film away and put it in his pocket, and then searched the voyeur's bag again.
Sturgeon adjusted his position, changing from a lock to a buckle, and pinched the voyeur's neck with one hand. With the other hand, he lifted him up and pressed him against the wall, staring into his eyes. "If I ask directly, can I get what I want?"
Seeing the defiant look in the voyeur's eyes, Sturgeon Burger instantly realized that his communication with the voyeur would not be very friendly. Too lazy to waste words, he put his right foot between the voyeur's feet and kicked him once to the left and right to separate his feet. Then, he quickly raised his right knee and gave the voyeur a light blow to the "vital point".
"ah……"
The voyeur's miserable howl was still in his throat, and the hand that Sturgeon Burger had used to pinch his neck had turned into covering his mouth.
When hit in the vital parts, both men and women will instinctively curl up like shrimps. The voyeur is restrained by the sturgeon burger and cannot perform instinctive movements. His cheeks are flushed, and he howls in an attempt to slip out through the sturgeon burger's fingers. His thighs twitch and shake in an attempt to relieve the pain.
"Don't be afraid, you just feel pain, there's nothing broken there. I'm going to ask you another question, and if you don't answer, I can't guarantee that I won't break your balls next time."
“Wuwuwu…”
"Do you want to answer the question? If you do, blink."
The voyeur blinked violently upon hearing this.
Sturgeon Burger released his hand to cover the peeping photographer's mouth, "Who sent you?"
"I don't know him. An Asian man gave me money to come here."
Sturgeon took out Gu Junhao's photo and showed it to the photographer, "Is it him?"
"It's not him, it's the people he's with."
As soon as the voyeur finished speaking, Jincuibao walked up to him with his ID card (France has ID cards but it is not mandatory, so you can apply for one if necessary) and copied down the information on it in front of him.
Sturgeon took out two 200-franc bills and stuffed them into the collar of the photographer. The two photographers said nothing, did everything, and then turned and left.
…
Boom boom boom!
A dilapidated boat sails on the Mekong River, entering Laos from Myanmar.
"Marxism has many principles, but in the final analysis, it can be summed up in one sentence: rebellion is justified!"
"Rebellion is justified!"
"Rebellion is justified!"
Some people on the boat were humming an outdated song, "Rebellion Is Justified," while others were shouting slogans in unison.
When the broken boat passed a small hill, the people on the boat, both men and women, stopped humming, stood up together, straightened their clothes, and faced the direction of the mountain.
One of them, named Hong Laosi, shouted "Salute" in a loud and solemn voice. Then, the others raised their right hands and saluted the mountain.
Military salutes have their origins, but they have no souls to return to.
"The ceremony is over!" Hong Laosi said to everyone, and then shouted to the mountain: "Brothers, sisters, we are still alive!"
There is an inappropriately named "Martyrs' Cemetery" on the top of the mountain, where their comrades-in-arms rest in peace.
“Alive!”
“Alive!”
Echo, shout, and scream at the top of your lungs!
After a long time, the broken boat passed the mountain and everyone's mood calmed down.
"Lao Si, is this job reliable?" said a man named Chou Lao Jiu among the crowd.
Hong Laosi said, "It's reliable. Wang Tao introduced it to me."
"Who is Wang Tao?" asked the eighth sister.
Thirteen Points: "You don't know Wang Tao, Wang Lajiao, when she fought the seventh anti-encirclement and suppression campaign, she was alone with a machine gun and killed a platoon of Burmese troops."
Eighth sister suddenly realized: "It's her, didn't she leave the team a long time ago? Is she still making a living?"
Hong Laosi, Chou Laojiu, Bamei and Shisandian, the four of them are all veterans of the trouser-leg soldiers back then. They went abroad to Burma in 1970 and fought for more than 20 years. They all survived by chance.
After the Trouser Leg Soldiers were completely disbanded, they had nowhere to go, so they had to stay in northern Myanmar and became mercenaries, working for whoever paid them.
Hong Laosi: "She lives a life of hardship unlike us. She has a big boss behind her and lives a good life. She has not forgotten us old comrades. The work she is given this time is not difficult and the price is also high. You all have to be careful and don't fall into the trap."
"Old Four, this job is not difficult to do. The difficulty lies in how we run after finishing the work. There are so many things in there, it's easy to get stuck in there and can't get out." said Old Nine.
Hong Laosi: "I've already thought about it. Although the target is a wealthy businessman, his family should be quite wealthy, but this time we won't steal. We will do long-range sniping or attack cars outside, and when we're done we'll run along the Ho Chi Minh Trail and look for those Vietnamese monkeys. They must have a secret passage."
Thirteen Points: "I am going to die this time. Please don't bury me on the mountain. Please burn me and scatter my ashes into the East China Sea. I haven't been home for 24 years. I want to go back and take a look."
"My young friend, where are you from? I come from the Huangpu River in Shanghai, and now I am coming here to settle down in this remote mountain village. Train, train, drive slowly, let me take a look at my mother, mother, mother, my..."
The others did not answer the thirteen points, but just sang "Song of Educated Youth from Shanghai" at the same time.
"Dangdangdang, dangdang~dangdang, dangdangdang, dangdang~dangdang, there is a Nan Qingtian in Kaifeng, who is impartial and just in distinguishing between loyalty and treachery, and heroes from all walks of life come to help..."
After staying in Nice for another two days, Nan Yi flew to New York.
It was the weekend, and early this morning, Nan Yi, Nan Ruoyin, Fan Hongdou, and Nan Youqiong went to the Flushing flea market to sell vegetables. In order to attract business, Nan Yi was assigned the task of singing, and he was already singing.
"Auntie, don't just listen to the song. Look at these sweet potato leaves. I picked them early this morning when the roosters crowed. Look at the tips. They are so tender... I won't weigh them by pound. They are 35 cents a bunch. You can pick whatever you want."
The auntie who was recruited by Nan Ruoyin was carrying sweet potato leaves while muttering, "Little girl, you are so young, how can you sell vegetables? My youngest son is about the same age as you, and he is still in college."
"Hey, Auntie, which university is your son in?"
The aunt said proudly, "Fulton-Montgomery Community College is considered a good school in New York. Since you are still young, go back to school and study hard, and go to college."
"Hey, Auntie, you are right. I also want to go to college. So I am selling vegetables here to raise money for tuition. Auntie, please buy more vegetables to support me in going to college." Nan Ruoyin said.
"Okay, okay, the little girl is so sweet. I'll buy some more." The aunt said happily.
After singing "Judge Bao", Nan Yi performed a FreeStyle, "Selling vegetables, selling vegetables, come and buy them. What vegetables? Leeks. Leeks are old. There are peppers. The peppers are spicy. There are cucumbers. The cucumbers are bitter. Please buy some potatoes. The potatoes I bought yesterday were not eaten up. Please buy some onions and garlic.
How to eat only onions and garlic?
Please buy some tomatoes.
Everyone loves tomatoes. They can be used to make soups and dishes.
I will buy more tomorrow after eating it today.
1993;
The vegetables are not sold out yet;
My wife was lying in the New York Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, screaming so miserably;
Selling vegetables, selling vegetables, fresh water spinach; selling vegetables, selling vegetables, delicious cabbage; selling vegetables, selling vegetables, eat well and come back to buy more tomorrow.
Li Lei;
In a capitalist country, there is no warm home for you;
Han Meimei;
There is no parrot named Polly, no people's entrepreneur;
There are only capitalists here, only Jews, and Adler, who started selling vegetables on the street at the age of ten. "
Nan Youqiong walked up to Nan Yi and shouted, "Golden wind brings good news, the boss has made a fortune. I want to congratulate the beautiful boss on her successful business. Selling vegetables, selling vegetables, bitter melon, winter melon, cucumber, pumpkin, chayote, eggplant, cowpea, cabbage, tomatoes, everyone loves them, come and buy them, come and buy them..."
Nan Yi: "I have thirty-three yuan in my pocket. I can't take a taxi back home on a night like this. I have thirty-three yuan in my pocket. The rest of the money goes into other people's pockets. They sell vegetables, sell vegetables..."
Nan Youqiong: "A world of great harmony is different in the end. The way of the great way is that the world is for all. Will blond hair, blue eyes and yellow skin be the same? If we understand the principle of universal love, we will be the same. Selling vegetables, selling vegetables..."
Nan Yi: "You asked me how much I love you. How much I love you, my vegetables are fresh, my melons are fresh, I sell vegetables, I sell vegetables..."
Nan Yi: "Black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, we are from the same place, fellow countrymen, fellow countrymen."
Nan Youqiong: "Don't think I look like a foreigner. Look carefully. My family lives in Liuxiang, Houcang, Nanjing University. There is also a man named Song Laosan living next door. The peach leaves are so pointed, and the willow leaves cover the sky."
Chorus: "Selling vegetables, selling vegetables, vegetables grown in my own yard; selling vegetables, selling vegetables, hometown vegetables with seeds from Guangzhou; selling vegetables, selling vegetables, good vegetables without pesticides; selling vegetables, selling vegetables, Chinese people don't cheat Chinese people, all vegetables are fresh."
"Oh, little girl, please stop watering the vegetables. There are only 300 grams of water in a pound of vegetables."
Fan Hongdou: "Auntie, we sell by the bunch, not by weight."
After humming the song, Nan Yi grabbed a young woman and began to solicit business, "Buy some snow peas. I tell you, when you buy them, pinch the two ends and tear off the stems. Bring the water to a boil, pour some oil into the pot and sprinkle some salt, then put the snow peas in and blanch them. If you use this kind of snow peas to stir-fry, they will be green and green and will not wilt."
"Okay, help me get enough for two plates." The young woman was encouraged.
"Two plates are not enough. I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else, eating snow peas can improve your beauty. Your skin will become soft and supple." Nan Yi pointed at his face, "My face is tender, right? I'm telling you, I'm almost 40 years old."
The young woman was amused by Nan Yi, "Hehe, okay, okay, I'll buy more."
"Okay."
Two big and two small ones worked hard to attract customers. The dishes became less and less, and the cents in the money jar increased one by one. There were also a few one-dollar and two-dollar bills mixed in, and the jar was less than half full.
By ten o'clock, fewer people came to buy vegetables and the cargo box of the pickup truck was empty. Nan Yi waved his hand, closed the stall and went home.
A train stretched out for half a mile and crossed the bridge towards Scarlett Manor.
After returning to the manor, the four of them washed up and went to the fishing tackle room on the dock. Each of them took a fishing rod and lined up on the dock. As soon as the fish hooks entered the sea, each of them grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate them while chatting.
Nan Ruoyin: "Dad, are you still optimistic about the yen going up?"
"Do you think the new economic partnership framework between the United States and Japan can be successfully negotiated?" Nan Yi picked up two oysters from the bucket at his feet and threw them to the sea otter couple floating towards him. "Youqiong, what are they called?"
Nan Youqiong: "Adam and Eve."
Nan Yi's cheeks turned dark instantly. The animals in the manor were either named "Yi" or "Adam". Now his name was starting to become popular.
"Dad, it won't be smooth. There is a trade surplus and a trade deficit. 40% of the US trade deficit comes from Japan, of which 60% comes from the automobile industry. The US imports of automobiles from Japan alone account for 25% of the trade deficit. If this part of the deficit can be reduced, the effect on reducing the entire US trade deficit will be obvious.
The United States certainly wants Japan's auto giants to "voluntarily" import a certain amount of American auto parts every year, which can not only squeeze the profits of Japan's auto industry, but also reduce the trade deficit.
This is good for the United States, but bad for Japan. Japan will not easily agree to it, and who knows when the new terms will be signed."
"Pah." Nan Yi spat out the melon seed shell stuck in his mouth. "Isn't this very clear? It's not easy to sign new terms. Both sides will naturally stab each other under the table. The exchange rate is not difficult to manipulate. The appreciation of the yen is beneficial to the United States. Little girl, do you want to bet on the exchange rate or the stocks of the automobile industry?"
Nan Ruoyin: “Both. Bullish on US auto stocks and bearish on Japanese auto stocks.”
"Just a little fun, that's all. I told you long ago that your task now is to enjoy your college life."
Nan Ruoyin stuck out her tongue and said, "I'm just playing around in my spare time."
"We can pay attention to the exchange rate early, and wait for the other things to come out, until the terms of the Uruguay Round Package Agreement are released. I heard that it may involve food trade. Japan's food market is forced to open up, which is not good news for us. I hope the Japanese cabinet will have some backbone and would rather die than open up the market."
Under the leadership of the Agricultural Cooperatives, rice-related companies throughout Japan have worked together to develop a branded rice strategy, keeping rice prices high and everyone making good profits. Once rice imports are opened, the rice market will be impacted, which will be detrimental to the Japanese rice companies.
"Dad, you're dreaming. Japan can't bear it." Nan Ruoyin said with a smile.
"Yeah, we can't bear it. Let's wait and see Japan's annual mandatory import volume in the contract." Nan Yi clapped his hands, turned his body back, picked up a pointed stone and threw it to the sea otter. The sea otter caught the stone and started smashing the oysters on its belly.
"Meow!"
As a clear cat's meow sounded, a series of cats' meows were heard behind Nan Yi.
Turning around again, Nan Yi saw Yi Zai squatting behind him. Behind him was a group of four to five hundred cats, including some kittens that were only three or four months old.
"Youqiong, how many generations of Yizai are living together now?"
Nan Youqiong shook his head, "I don't know, there's no way to count."
"oh."
Nan Yi nodded and stretched out his hand to Yi Zi. Seeing this, Yi Zi jumped onto Nan Yi's thigh. Although he was already a teenager, Yi Zi was still in good health. Judging from his condition, it should be no problem for him to live beyond the age of 20.
When Nan Yi was petting Yi Zai, a leopard quietly came up behind Nan Youqiong, stood on its hind legs, laid its belly on Nan Youqiong's back, and scratched Nan Youqiong's head with its front legs, making his hair messy.
"Big Yi, get off and stop messing with my hair."
Leopards are cats. As long as you pet them from a young age, you can pet them until they are obedient and become a big leopard cat. Da Yizi was petted by Nan Youqiong since he was a child. Perhaps in his eyes, Nan Youqiong is his father.
After Da Yizai was driven off Nan Youqiong's body, he started to tease Yizai's grandchildren of unknown generations. When Yizai saw this, he couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up straight and meowed fiercely at Da Yizai.
Not to be outdone, Big Yizi also shouted at Yizi: "Ah oh, ah oh, oh woo, oh woo."
The cavity in Da Yizai's throat echoed loudly, but the cry had no momentum at all and was directly suppressed by Yizai. Yizai meowed again, and the adult cats in the cat army immediately pounced on Da Yizai.
Seeing this, Da Yizi let out a roar of "Oh Woo" and started running. When he reached a hundred meters away, he climbed up the tree in a few steps. He held onto a thick branch with his limbs and trembled as he watched the cat commandos who had already chased him to the tree and surrounded it.
"Adler, you have raised Da Yizi as a pet." Nan Ruoyin said to Nan Youqiong after watching the fun.
"It's my pet." Nan Youqiong responded, and then said to Yizi, "Yizi, don't bully big Yizi."
"Meow."
Yizai called out to the cat commando team, and upon hearing the sound, the cats immediately retreated from under the tree.
Nan Yi was very surprised. Although Yizi was a grandmother, she did not have such great prestige among the cats before.
"Youqiong, have there been other animals added to the family? Why have the cats become so united?"
"No, last month, the Yizai family had a fight with the Tuman family and was beaten badly. Now the Yizai family dares not act alone."
"I thought so. No wonder." Nan Yi suddenly realized.
Cats can reproduce, and so can manuls. After several years of development, the number of manuls in the manor has reached more than 70. Although manuls also belong to the cat family and look a bit stupid, when they see cats, a manul can shout at the cats: "I want to beat ten of them."
After the incident, Nan Yi said to Fan Hongdou who was sitting on his right, "Hongdou, have you encountered any problems at school recently?"
"No, it's fine."
"Spend more time with classmates from China. According to the current situation, the financial route in China will mainly be policy-based finance. People are close to each other and distant. In terms of practical operations..."
"Godfather, I know that practical operations will become power finance. The key to winning or losing is not professional strength, but depends on the distance from the referee. I know who I should be friends with."