MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 510 The future is limitless

 Send the child there before going to school in the morning, and also send the diapers that the child needs to change.

Of course, teachers are not responsible for washing diapers. They are only responsible for changing diapers for children. Parents come to pick up their children in the evening and take the dirty diapers home to wash.

 Furthermore, the children sent to the kindergarten class also have requirements. They only accept children who are over one and a half years old and can walk. Children under one and a half years old must be given at least three yuan a month before they can accept them.

Zhao Qiumei's daughter, Zhao Yiwen, is only one year old and not yet one and a half years old. She cannot walk, so she pays three yuan a month to be sent to a kindergarten.

 But even so, it is a lot more convenient for them.

 The kindergarten does not accept children on Saturdays and Sundays only. If children are also placed in the kindergarten on Saturdays and Sundays, there will be an additional price.

 But this is enough. Several of them are students. Unless there is any accident on Saturdays and Sundays, there are no classes.

Chen Ping was amused by her and shouted, "Qing Huan, then don't call me director, just call me Sister Chen."

 More importantly, making movies in this era is definitely different from making movies a few decades later. She has a lot to learn.

In fact, Chen Ping came to see Yun Qinghuan today mainly to talk about the book "Exchanging Life", "A director has taken a liking to your book and wants to make it into a movie. I wonder if you would like to let him film it?" The director is very famous, and if he shoots it, he will probably pay a lot of royalties."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, "Of course it's possible. As an industry insider, I suggest you agree to this filming. The movies made by this director will usually be very popular, and it will also lead to other movies of yours. Right It will also be beneficial for you to write a subsequent book.”

Yun Qinghuan couldn't help but smile when he heard her words, "Director, please don't call me Comrade Yun. It sounds strange. Just call me Qinghuan or Comrade Xiaoyun. It sounds friendly." Some."

 Chen Ping saw that she had admitted her mistake and happily shook hands with her.

Chen Ping knew how much Yun Qinghuan had earned in royalties. It could be said that many families in Kyoto were probably not as rich as her. She also knew Yun Qinghuan’s talent. Now, she had been admitted to Kyoto University. She was beautiful and had good emotional intelligence. high. Chen Ping has a premonition that Yun Qinghuan’s future is limitless.

“You, you are Comrade Yunqing Huanyun, right?”

Yun Qinghuan nodded after hearing this. He thought this was good, as he could take care of his children and go to school at the same time.

In Kyoto, she is the editor-in-chief of a well-known newspaper, at the director level. To be honest, her social status is not low, and her family background is not bad. She has met many girls who have been pampered and raised, and there are many beautiful ones. But There are few who can compare with Yun Qinghuan.

From the beginning when Yun Qinghuan submitted her manuscripts and sent letters to her, she only used the most common postmarks and the poorest quality paper. Now, it is obvious that as the manuscript fees continue to increase, the paper is getting better and better, and the postmarks used are getting better and better. The better, you know that Yun Qinghuan's original family background is probably very poor.

 For them, they have to bear the monthly rent and kindergarten fees, and they have no income. With the little subsidies from the school, they may have some financial difficulties in life.

Instantly, there was a smile on his face, and his whole face became brighter, "That's Director Chen, right? I'm Yun Qinghuan. It's really hard to see your true face today. You are more beautiful and younger in person than in the photos." There are so many that I almost don’t dare to recognize them.”

After meeting, the two of them strolled around the park. Seeing that it was almost time, they went to a state-owned restaurant and ordered two plates of food, a soup, and two bowls of rice, and chatted about things while eating.

 “Sister Chen.”

 She always liked talented people, but now that she was praised like this by Yun Qinghuan, she liked her even more.

　　Today I came to see Yun Qinghuan, and I also specially wrote a letter to invite him.

"Where is it? I am indeed older than you. My children are not even a few years younger than you. When I saw you just now, I really didn't dare to recognize you. Comrade Yun, you are too beautiful!"

In her previous life, although she was an actress and filmed many dramas, these things were done by professionals, and she only knew a little bit about them, and she was not very clear about the specifics.

She doesn’t know much about funding, filming techniques, or editing techniques.

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 The woman spoke with some uncertainty.

From the moment she saw Yun Qinghuan's photo, she knew she was a beautiful girl, but she never thought that she was more beautiful and stunning in person than in the photo.

“Besides, if you praise me like this, it’s really easy for me to drift away.”

 She stepped forward and shook hands with Chen Ping.

Therefore, she did not neglect Yun Qinghuan because of his poor family background.

Yun Qinghuan knows that the novels he writes are just because they have many novel elements that people of this generation have never seen before. If they are real essays or storylines, they may not necessarily be better than others.

Yun Qinghuan nodded seriously and toasted her with tea instead of wine, "Sister Chen, thank you very much. Without you, I probably wouldn't be where I am today. It's too late now, so I'll toast you with tea instead of wine." One drink, next time, we two must have a good drink if we have the chance."

 The two of them have sent each other photos, so they almost know each other.

 Having dinner at Qiao Yue's place at noon, Yun Qinghuan had something to do, so he left first.

When they arrived at the park, Yun Qinghuan saw a neatly dressed woman in her thirties, carrying a briefcase, standing by the pavilion looking around. When she saw Yun Qinghuan, she was startled, and then, as if she had come to her senses, His eyes lit up and he walked over quickly.

Furthermore, it would not happen that all four of them have classes. As long as one person is free on weekends, he can take care of four children.

Yun Qinghuan thought about it and asked about the director's information. When he found out that he was a famous director in later generations, he was a little excited.

Yun Qinghuan saw that the woman in her thirties was her editor-in-chief, named Chen Ping.

 Chen Ping could not hide her surprise.

Chen Ping smiled and drank a cup of tea with her seriously.

 She had contacted the editor-in-chief of Guangming Newspaper in the past two days and said that she planned to meet him on the weekend, so they decided to meet him in a nearby park.

“Sister Chen, can you let me think about it? I want to meet with this director. Is it okay?”

After all, the two of them have been exchanging letters for more than two years. Even if neither of them deliberately mentions their family background, they can guess a little bit from just a few words.

The two people looked at each other and smiled, feeling that the distance between them had become much closer.

Yun Qing shouted happily.

 But Chen Ping recognized her and helped her a lot.

After dinner, Chen Ping also gave her a silk scarf, saying it was a meeting gift. The scarf was light blue, very beautiful and tasteful.

Yun Qinghuan accepted it and took out the greeting gift he had prepared for her, which was a box of balsamic ointment made by himself. (End of chapter)