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Chapter 61 Men Don't Read Nalan Rongruo, Women Don't Read Cangyang Gyatso

"One day and two nights, can you sleep like this?" In the kitchen, Yang Fan was shocked to learn that Liu Yueyue had slept for so long.

In summer, let him sleep for eight hours straight and he can't stand it.

It's better in winter and can last for ten hours.

"If you can only lie in bed for four or five hours a day for more than half a month, and then keep on your way or work, you can." Liu Yueyue complained, "I didn't want to get up this morning, Mom. You have to pull me up, don't let me sleep, and say I'm afraid I won't be able to get up if I go to sleep like this."

"Have you slowed down now?" Yang Fan asked with concern while cooking.

"It's okay." Liu Yueyue's mental state is very good now, not like a migrant worker who is exploited and enslaved by capital and works overtime day and night.

Yang Fan understands Liu Yueyue's willingness to abandon her comfortable life and live a busy life.

People from her background know the true meaning of life better than ordinary people.

Ordinary people run around all day just for hunger, Liu Yueyue is different, for dreams.

She is more qualified to talk about dreams than many people, because many people are not qualified to work hard for their dreams.

They need to fill their stomachs first, then make some money, occasionally petty bourgeoisie, and then worry about marriage, RV, diesel, rice, oil and salt.

These are enough for them to be busy all their lives, and they are not qualified to be willful and pursue their unrealistic dreams.

"Then let's talk about the Warwick brand song." Yang Fan reached out to Liu Yueyue: "Tofu, you can put it in the pot."

Liu Yueyue took the tofu to Yang Fan and said, "Huawei has agreed to change the brand song and use "My Dream"."

Yang Fan grinned: "The copyright is given to me... um, how much did you talk to my friends about?"

"Nine thousand nine." Liu Yueyue said regretfully: "I think it's too few, but your friend is not qualified enough to raise the price."

"That's good." Yang Fan didn't really care, he only sold Chinese copyright, and it wasn't a buyout.

It means that the copyright is still on his side, except that Huawei can use it for commercial activities, he can also.

"It's really very little." Liu Yueyue kindly explained: "If it is a theme song specially created for a brand, if it is a popular person in the circle, it is normal to have hundreds of thousands of lyrics and music. The brand side is also reluctant to give less, so as not to Being said to be petty, has a negative impact on its own brand."

"It's okay, in two more years, give them the English version of the theme song." Yang Fan was not impatient or impatient.

Warwick is destined to go global, it is impossible not to have an English version of the theme song.

This is indeed the case. Warwick is entering overseas markets and is making good progress.

But the time is not ripe for the English version of the brand song.

"Wait Feng's English version ready?" Liu Yueyue said in surprise.

"Yeah." Yang Fan nodded: "It's not rude, it's not foreign, I think the English version is better."

"Can I take a look?" Liu Yueyue was eager to try.

"It's useless to look at it." Yang Fan shook his head: "You still think about how to improve your international reputation in the past two years, otherwise the English version of the brand Qu Yuan Sing will probably fall into the hands of foreigners."

"That's it." Liu Yueyue immediately tightened her body and clenched her small fists: "I will definitely do my best."

Her current popularity is barely acceptable at home, but no one knows about it internationally.

Thirteen aunts.

She was secretly washing Yang Fan's small pants by hand.

No matter how much Sanbao loves to be clean and how clean his body is, he has to wash it again after putting on Yang Fan's trousers and taking them off.

Halfway through the wash, Aunt Thirteen was in a dilemma, should I buy another one for Xiaofan, and I don't want this one.

After thinking about it, she stopped washing and threw it into the toilet to flush it.

Later, I told Yang Fan that the wind might blow downstairs while it was drying, and I couldn't find it.

In the kitchen, Guoguo came in with a small sweet orange.

Seeing that Yang Fan was busy, she held up the small orange and said to Liu Yueyue, "Sister Yue, I want to eat oranges."

Liu Yueyue glanced at Yang Fan: "Do you want her to eat before dinner?"

"It's okay, she can eat it if she wants." Yang Fan said, just a small orange.

Liu Yueyue put the plate down, but after looking at her hands, she felt that they were not very clean, and she was too lazy to wash them, so she said to Guoguo, "Tell mother to peel it for you."

Guoguo seemed to hesitate for a moment, and shouted to Liu Yueyue crisply, "Mom."

Liu Yueyue was stunned.

"Mom, peel the oranges for me to eat." Guoguo persevered, holding up the oranges, looking up at Liu Yueyue.

Liu Yueyue was stunned.

Is there something wrong with my expression?

Yang Fan was speechless, this little girl, even her mother dared to sell it for food.

"What's the matter?" Aunt Thirteen was about to enter the kitchen, and it was a little strange to hear that her daughter didn't seem to be calling her.

"Sister Yue asked me to call her..." Guo Guo answered truthfully.

But before he finished speaking, Yang Fan quickly interrupted: "Aunt Thirteen, Guoguo wants to eat oranges, you can peel it for her. Yueyue and I have not very clean hands, so it's hard to help."

Saying that, he took a spoon and dug out a piece of tofu in the pot.

The tofu is white and tender, trembling in Yang Fan's hands, and it makes people feel soft and delicious at first glance.

He put his mouth close and took a few breaths, ready to open his mouth to taste it. After handing the oranges to his mother, Guoguo pulled his pants and looked up at the spoon.

Yang Fan ignored her and took a small bite.

"My, my..." Guoguo jumped anxiously.

"Give it to you." Blowing two more breaths, Yang Fan shoved the remaining half into the little girl's mouth: "It's a little hot, be careful."

After feeding the little girl, Yang Fan turned off the stove.

Aunt Thirteen peeled the orange and asked, "Is it ripe?"

"It's done, Yueyue, let's go make dinner." Yang Fan took the plate that Liu Yueyue handed over and served the dishes.

Aunt Thirteen finished peeling the oranges, and after eating the tofu, she focused her attention back on the oranges, raised her head, stretched out her hands, and asked her mother for the peeled oranges.

Aunt Thirteen didn't seem to see it, so she ate it after peeling it off.

Guoguo's face was full of disappointment.

Steal my food again.

After dinner, Liu Yueyue sat on the sofa and didn't want to move.

So full!

Sometimes it's good when my sister isn't around, like tonight, no one will snatch the braised pork with me.

Yang Fan didn't rest, and took Golden Retriever and Rolling downstairs for a stroll.

Guoguo also wanted to go, but was driven back by Yang Fan.

It's a bit cold outside now, not suitable for walking and playing.

Golden Retriever and Gun Gun are so suffocated, they haven't been out for almost a week.

Every day, I was forced to run on the treadmill by Aunt Thirteen, squandering my youth and energy, lest they demolish the house.

Thirteenth Auntie herself was lazy too. After measuring her weight, she found that she gained a pound or two before running on the treadmill for a while.

After playing with Golden Retriever and Gun Gun for more than half an hour, Yang Fan led them back.

When I entered the door, I saw Aunt Thirteen sitting on the sofa reading a book and a collection of poems.

"Men don't read Nalan Rongruo, women don't read Cangyang Gyatso. Fortunately, I've never heard of the author of the poetry collection you read." Yang Fan untied the dog's leash, put the golden retriever and rolled away to rest.

(End of this chapter)