Luo Jingyu's first reaction was to disagree.

He knew Huanhuan's career planning. Although he didn't know much, he knew that she had always wanted to join media companies or planning departments of some large companies to do work related to her university major.

How could he drag her down?

What he did was just a little handicraft, and Fang Xu didn't work hard to help him do this, and there were other industrial support. All he needed was an assistant, who could help him maintain customers.

In this industry, others can fight alone, but he has no choice but to find an assistant. How can this person be Huanhuan? He will delay her. No, absolutely not delay Huanhuan, he can handle it himself.

Luo Jingyu started sign language anxiously, trying to express his thoughts, and persuaded Zhan Xi to give up this idea. He was afraid that she would not understand it, so he opened his mouth and made a "uhhhhhh" sound.

Zhan Xi knew his intentions, so she simply grabbed his hands. Luo Jingyu couldn't "speak". She just looked at her deeply, shook her head constantly, and wanted to say "No", and the sound was: "Bouu, Bouuu..."

"Xiaoyu, listen to me first, listen to me first." Zhan Xi took his hand and took him to the sofa while sitting down, taking a deep breath, and said while using sign language assistance, "Actually, I was thinking about this last night, not an impulse. Today I went to meet Fang Xu, and I met the girl who made roses and hot flowers. Her name was Guan Rujie. She was in Fang Xu's office. Do you know what this means?"

Luo Jingyu was stunned.

"Fang Xu has cooperated with her. She is Fang Xu's new partner." Zhan Xi said, "When I saw her, the idea in my heart became clearer. I want to do it with you and make juicy fish hot flowers! Don't think I was forced, I just want to help you, not Xiaoyu. I always feel that Fang Xu has not developed your potential well. You are different from Sister Shao and Sister Shao and the others... Maybe your goals are not that grand, and you can be said to be more content with the status quo. You should aim for Teacher Xu, but you are different from Teacher Xu. The difference is that you are still young. Do you understand? Teacher Xu was older than you now when he started learning to hunch flowers, and you started learning since you were eighteen."

Zhan Xi spoke very slowly, and he typed out all the words that could be expressed in sign language. If you don’t know, you won’t hit. Anyway, Luo Jingyu must be able to understand when speaking like this.

He did understand.

Zhan Xi said: "Teacher Xu's biggest business in a year may be teaching. For students of multiple levels, each level will take one or two months, and a year will pass in one go. Let's ignore the teaching. Can't you take on other businesses that Teacher Xu can take? I think you can, you just don't have this channel and no one will help you manage. Fang Xu doesn't want to, I do it! I was looking for a job before, but I actually wanted to find challenging and creative people who can show their skills. I don't like the step-by-step job."

Zhan Xi held Luo Jingyu's hands and stroked his slender fingers carefully: "Xiaoyu, in my eyes, you are a project, a product, and your hands are a piece of uncensored jade. I want to tap into your potential, not only can you do the business you have been doing before, but also want to go to the next level! I may not have experience in Fang Xu and do not understand Hanfu, but I also have advantages that he does not have. I know sign language, I know hot flowers more than him, and I write better articles than him! I have more complete theoretical knowledge on online media communication, and now I am just waiting for me to prove it with practice. The most important point is..."

Zhan Xi held Luo Jingyu's hand tightly and looked at his eyes: "Little Fish, I trust you, you trust me, I will not cheat you, and you don't need to be careful of me. How well we cooperated on the Creation Festival, have you forgotten? Just two of us did everything well, nothing happened. I said so much, do you still think I am not suitable?"

Luo Jingyu didn't think it was inappropriate to take pleasure, but just thought that asking her to help him was a waste of his talent.

Zhan Xi saw his troubles and smiled sweetly: "Of course, this time it can't be a waste of work. Either you pay me a salary, or I get the share of the money like Fang Xu. I will get as much as he gets. What do you think? How much I can earn depends on our ability."

Seeing Luo Jingyu being stunned, Zhan Xi asked, "Did you understand what I just said? I don't understand, I'll tell you again."

Luo Jingyu blinked and called sign language: [I understand, please let me think about it again.]

"Okay." Zhan Xi also spoke while talking, [You think about it again, I will make a plan first and see how we started. Xiaoyu, there is still time, don't worry, let's work together to start the business of Hanfu Festival first.]

This time, Luo Jingyu nodded, and he was moved by Huanhuan's words.

There is no way to avoid being moved. If Huanhuan helps him, he really has no worries at all. He can do things with his arms and can tell her straightforwardly if he has any ideas. He doesn't have to ask for help but persuade him like he did before. In the end, he scolded him.

——

The next day was Sunday. Since the creation festival was started, Zhan Xi has not attended sign language classes at Zhou Lian’s house. It has been almost a month since she decided to continue to attend and work hard to strive for the "Qianqian".

When class was about to end, she received a call from Zhan Jie. The brother said in a strange tone on the phone. He asked her where she was, whether she was free, and whether she had any other arrangements on that day. Zhan Xi said, "Brother, I'm going to class outside. Just tell me what you have to do."

Zhan Jie finally told the truth: "I'm going to rest today. It's the day to see Weiwei. I... don't know where to take him. It's too hot outdoors. In the mall, he said he didn't want to go. I... just... I asked him if he wanted to see his aunt, he, he..."

Zhan Xi almost laughed: "Okay, okay, take him there. Xiaoyu is at home, I'll go back after class soon."

Zhan Jie pretended to ask, "Go to the fifteenth floor?"

"Can you go to the eighth floor? Only a little bigger place, I just want to say to Xiaoyu." Zhan Xi said again, "Oh, buy vegetables by the way, Xiaoyu will make it for you if you want to eat."

Zhan Jie: "…"

Zhan Xi really didn't expect that less than a week later, she would actually see her brother again.

After class, she hurried home. When she opened the door and entered at 1504, she heard a loud noise from children inside, as well as the sound of cats and the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

Zhan Xi was very confused. 1504 has always been a quiet house and has never been so lively.

The air conditioning in the living room was very hot. Zhan Xi walked into the room and saw Zhan Jie sitting on the sofa eating watermelon, and staying with his gift obediently, as if he had known this person.

The coffee table was moved away, and there were two little boys sitting on the carpet. In addition to Weiwei, there was Gu Xinchi who was also on summer vacation next door. The two were building blocks together. It was a large set of Legos that Gu Xinchi carried from home. It would be a three-chair train.

When they saw Zhan Xi, two children rushed to call her, one called "Auntie" and the other called "Sister Zhan".

Weiwei called Gu Xinchi "Brother Xiaochi" again, and Gu Xinchi called Zhanjie "Uncle Zhan". Zhan Xi laughed constantly, only to feel that this generation was messy.

She walked into the kitchen and saw Luo Jingyu cooking with a mask.

He caught a cold and was sleeping in the morning. He was shocked when he received Zhan Xi's WeChat. Before he could get up, Zhan Jie brought Weiwei here.

The scene at that time was very awkward. When Weiwei saw him, he shouted affectionately: "Uncle Xiaoyu, I miss you so much!"

Zhan Jie's eyes widened and he asked his son: "Do you know him?!"

Weiwei found something was wrong and shook his head in panic. Luo Jingyu smiled and rubbed his head, took out his cell phone to type and showed it to Zhan Jie: [Brother, I have accompanied him to the Children's Palace once.]

Zhan Jie: "…"

He looked at Luo Jingyu squintly: "Who is your brother?!"

Luo Jingyu didn't dare to laugh anymore. She took the two big bags of dishes in Zhan Jie's hand and fled into the kitchen. Then she cut watermelon for them, took drinks and snacks, and finally went to the next door to call Gu Xinchi who was doing nothing.

Zhan Jie brought a lot of dishes, including chicken, fish, meat and vegetables. Zhan Xi hugged Luo Jingyu's waist and laughed at him: "It seems that my brother treats you as a canteen and a chef."

Luo Jingyu's eyes exposed on the mask were bent very hard, and she shook her head helplessly, and Zhan Xi asked: "Have you caught a cold better? Have you taken medicine?"

Luo Jingyu nodded.

Zhan Xi twisted his waist: "I deserve it. I don't have an umbrella to hold it and I'm really good at getting wet in the rain."

Luo Jingyu felt pain and screamed in "ah".

It is indeed up to him to do this, and he is rare to be literary and artistic, but he didn't expect to overturn the car.

Zhan Xi quickly rubbed his waist again, Luo Jingyu pinched her hand, pointed to the living room, and asked her to go out to accompany the guests.

It was lunchtime, and Gu Xinchi also stayed to eat together, and the three big and two snacks were very lively.

Luo Jingyu used public chopsticks and sat far away from them. Seeing so many people at the dining table, she also felt that the scene was a bit magical.

While eating, his nose was a little itchy. He turned his head and elbows to cover his nose and sneeze three times in a row. When he turned around, he found that four people on the table were looking at him in unison.

Weiwei spoke first: "Aunt, I didn't lie, I just said Uncle Xiaoyu can speak. He has a voice. Did you hear it?"

Zhan Xi was the least surprised: "I heard that, your uncle Xiaoyu has a very good voice, and my aunt often listens to it."

Zhan Jie looked at her and then looked at Luo Jingyu. Luo Jingyu's face was very red. He knew that he had heard his sneezing and making a sound. He was very nervous and took two tissues to wipe his nose.

Gu Xinchi sighed: "Wow! It's the first time I've heard Brother Xiaoyu's voice. Sister Zhan, have you heard Brother Xiaoyu speak?"

Zhan Xi smiled and said, "I've heard it."

"What does Brother Xiaoyu say like? I want to hear it too." Gu Xinchi remembered something and said, "Sister Zhan, Brother Xiaoyu asked me last time, what does your voice look like."

Zhan Xi was stunned for a moment, and looked at Luo Jingyu again. His face was so red that he couldn't see it. Zhan Xi knocked Gu Xinchi's head: "Brother Xiaoyu said very well, but he only said to me alone, do you understand?"

Zhan Jie has been eating dishes silently and has not participated in this topic.

He could see that Luo Jingyu was embarrassed. He was discussed in person by two children whether he would speak. Although it was a childish saying, it would still hit him in pain.

It’s not easy for a young man, Zhan Jie thought.

Looking back, I have to tell my son that we must learn to respect others and understand their difficulties. The seven-year-old boy doesn’t know much about people with disabilities, and Zhan Jie himself doesn’t know much about them. He has watched it in news reports and documentaries before.

Now Luo Jingyu is sitting in front of him, Zhan Jie finally realized why he called this person "deaf" at Zhan Xi, so angry.

After lunch, the two children continued to build blocks, Zhan Xi and Zhan Jie chatted for a while.

She told her brother about returning to her hometown, and then told her that Luo Jingyu and her partners had broken up. Finally, she said that she planned to cooperate with Luo Jingyu to run his hot peanut business.

Zhan Jie didn't know how to boil flowers before, so Zhan Xi told him in detail what Luo Jingyu had to do in a year, what the scope of the business included, how to promote and operate, and how to maintain customers...

After hearing this, Zhan Jie frowned and asked, "What's the situation now? Is there no income?"

Zhan Xi said: "He has the skills, how could he have no income? At most, it's a little harder to start, and it's not that he has no experience. I'll help him do it and it will be better."

"You have decided? You won't find a job?" Zhan Jie asked.

"Yes." Zhan Xi took a slice of watermelon and chewed it. "If it goes well, I can earn more than 100,000 yuan a year, which is higher than my previous salary. If the business is better, the income will be even greater. I want to try it first, brother, do you think it is feasible?"

Zhan Jie thought for a while and said, "Try it first. You are both young. Didn't your father say that, I have been examining him for two years. You can do whatever you want in the past two years. Xiao Luo is... he is a good person, but he feels a little tender, has a soft temper, and he can easily suffer losses."

He never called Luo Jingyu "Xiaoyu". He thought this name was too intimate, nor did he call his full name, too distant. In the end, just like all the brother-in-law in the world, he called this temporary brother-in-law "Xiao Luo".

Zhan Xi couldn't help laughing: "Yes, he really has no bad intentions at all. I have never seen someone like him. If you treat him three points well, he can give you eight points, you treat him five points well, he can give you ten points."

"Then how much do you treat him?" Zhan Jie asked, "I think he is almost giving you his whole heart."

Zhan Xi died of death: "How could it be so exaggerated? You have only seen him three times."

"Why do you think I agree? Why did you tell our dad?" Zhan Jie sneered, "I can see how this person treats you. People are OK. The key is this job now. If his job goes downhill, this matter will definitely not work. My dad and I will not agree. You should think about it yourself."

In the afternoon, Luo Jingyu asked the two little boys if they wanted to bake a cake, and they both said they wanted it.

Zhan Jie bought a few big mangoes, and Luo Jingyu made mango cakes. One big and two small people were busy at the dining table, and Zhan Jie and Zhan Xi were watching.

Luo Jingyu was wearing a mask and patiently taught the two children how to make cake embryos. Zhan Xi helped him translate sign language, allowing the children to take turns to experience it.

After the cake embryo was baked, the whole room was fragrant. Zhan Jie had not digested the lunch and was hungry again.

Cream and mangoes are the favorites of children. A mango cake is released and everyone eats it. Luo Jingyu also cuts a quarter of it for Gu Xinchi to take it home for his parents to eat.

Zhan Jie really admired Luo Jingyu when he saw Luo Jingyu doing things in an orderly and gentle manner. Not to mention that Zhan Xi had never seen such a person, he had not seen him for thirty-five years, which only shows the diversity of species.

Before dinner, Gu Xinchi went home, but was reluctant to leave. Before the train was finished, the two children made an appointment to continue taking the trip together next time.

Zhan Jie and Weiwei left after dinner. Before leaving, Zhan Xi said to him: "Brother, you see Weiwei again next time. If there is no place to go, come to Xiaoyu. When the weather is colder, we can take Weiwei out to play together. Children will be happy if there is more people. You won't coax the children, Xiaoyu will! He has a very good relationship with children."

Zhan Jie almost said something, but he held it back before he didn't say it.

That is - he doesn't know whether he can have his own children in the future!

After the guests left, Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu finally got empty. They were tired of it on the sofa for a while. Zhan Xi thought of what Gu Xinchi said, hugged in Luo Jingyu's arms and looked up at him, and asked, "Xiaoyu, do you really want to know what my voice is like?"

Luo Jingyu didn't know how to answer, because this was a question for him that he would never get an answer.

He touched Zhan Xi's face, then touched her throat, touched her lips, showed a faint smile, shook his head and said, "I know, it sounds very nice."

Zhan Xi smiled and said, "My voice is really okay, but I just don't sing well and will get out of tune."

Luo Jingyu shook her head again: [Singing is nice.]
To be continued...