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Chapter 0102 The rain is coming and the wind is full of buildings

Lin'an Airport.

Still no fans came to pick me up.

Han Lan was wearing a pair of sunglasses and inconspicuous casual clothes, and walked out of the airport with her suitcase.

Lee Myung-bak still followed him silently like a shadow.

A familiar figure appeared in front of Han Lan, waving to him excitedly, and then ran towards him step by step in the astonished eyes of the people around him.

According to the plot development of ordinary movies and TV series, he will definitely jump up and let Han Lan catch it next!

Han Lan narrowed her eyes and decisively retreated, pushing Lee Myung-bak forward.

Humph, it has been scientifically proven that lifting something more than two-thirds of one's own weight will cause damage to the body! I won't hug you!

"..."

Han Yiping's lips twitched and he stopped the car in front of Li Mingbo.

"Er, why are you hiding from dad? Come out quickly and let dad take a good look. Oh my, I have missed dad to death in the past two months!"

Han Yiping pushed aside Lee Myung-bak who was blocking the front, and gave Han Lan an excited bear hug.

This must be the man who was kissed by a brown bear in his previous life. Damn... he is going to die!

"Cough cough cough..." Han Lan broke away from Han Yiping's arms and calmed down.

"I can't see it, dad. During this period of time when I was not at home, you were eating late night snacks for two people by yourself, but your physique didn't change at all."

"Eh? Really?" Han Yiping looked at his big abdominal muscles with some surprise and was very satisfied.

Han Lan shook her head helplessly, walked around him and looked behind him. She didn't see the person she wanted to see, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Xiao Li, you're in luck this time. I'll give you two weeks of leave. You can go back first." Han Yiping didn't notice Han Lan's change in mood and explained to Li Mingbo with a smile.

Lee Myung-bak nodded silently, pulled the suitcase and left.

"Let's go, let's go home."

"Yeah." Han Lan didn't hesitate too much, grinned, and followed Han Yiping out.



"Dad, why didn't Sister Mei come to pick me up today?" Han Lan asked casually while sitting in the car.

"Oh Wang Mei? She is busy. Isn't Xia Ningxuan's new album about to start pre-sale? So she went to the imperial capital to participate in promotional activities."

"That's it..." Han Lan smiled with satisfaction.

Han Yiping glanced at him and continued: "Go back and have a good rest. The day after tomorrow... come with me to attend your Uncle Liu's funeral."

"Ah? What?" Han Lan didn't react for a moment.

Han Yiping had already stopped smiling: "Uncle Liu, let's go."

Liu Hao, died? So suddenly?

Han Lan only frowned slightly, not showing too much sentimentality.

Han Lan didn't have much remaining feelings for this cheap uncle in her life. She just nodded politely.

But Han Yiping's expression made him feel like a storm was coming.

"Dad, does Uncle Liu's death have any impact on our family?" Han Lan couldn't help but ask.

Han Yiping shook his head, was silent for a moment, and just let out a long sigh.

"Oh... time flies so fast. Back then, we were drinking together, suffering from chuunibyou, pointing to the sky and shouting that we wanted to make a name for ourselves in the entertainment industry. In the blink of an eye, we were no longer on the same path.

…”

Are yin and yang separate?

Han Lan didn't quite understand the friendship between him and Liu Hao, so she silently turned her head and looked out the car window.

"Er, no matter what happens next, just listen to dad, you know?"

"Um."





Speaking of Liu Hao, Han Lan may not have much impression, but there is no denying his status in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Twenty-five years ago, the entertainment industry in China was not as prosperous as it is now. At that time, it was still the era of Xiangjiang and Yizhou, and there were no well-known artists or big-name entertainment companies in the interior. Then, the invasion of KR entertainment culture swept across the country in an instant

Hua Guo, at that time you couldn’t hum a few lines of KR songs, and you didn’t know how many KR idol dramas were just a joke.

It was under those circumstances that Liu Hao sold all his property, invited his good brother Han Yiping to found Tangren Entertainment, and entered the Chinese entertainment industry.

A man of great courage and foresight.

In the end, it turned out that he was right. With the rapid development of the inland economy, people's demand for entertainment is also increasing. Domestic capital began to pay attention to this big cake, so they began to spend money, crazy money. With money

, you can do a lot of things: train your own artists, spend a lot of money to recruit people from outside to buy IP, advertise and build various momentum...

Many entertainment companies have developed since then.

So does Tang Yu.

Then came the situation where Huaqi Entertainment (Huayu), Shengshi Entertainment (Shengshi), Tangren Entertainment (Tangren Entertainment), and Lehuang Entertainment (Lehuang) divided the world.

In recent years, more than 20% of the well-known stars in the Chinese entertainment industry came from Tangyu.

Now that this big shot has passed away, it can be considered a big event in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Even the old rivals China Entertainment, Shengshi and Lehuang also sent their family members to express their condolences. Not to mention the celebrities who left Tang Entertainment before and are still staying in Tang Entertainment.

It can be said that half of the Chinese entertainment industry is in front of and behind the scenes.

When there are more bosses, there will naturally be more opportunities. Therefore, many people came to Liu Hao's funeral not just to express their condolences, but many of them actually came to look for opportunities of their own.

When Han Lan walked into the funeral home wearing a black suit and followed Han Yiping, there were already many people gathering here in twos and threes to socialize.

Then, Han Lan saw Xia Ningxuan who was rushing back to attend the funeral. As she was about to go over to say hello, she was stopped by Han Yiping.

Han Yiping took him all the way into the mourning hall.

Liu Rong was greeting the stars that Liu Hao had brought before. When he saw Han Yiping and Han Lan coming, he took the initiative to greet them.

"Uncle Han."

"Yes." Han Yiping rarely laughed and patted his shoulder solemnly, "My condolences."

Then, he said to Han Lan: "Son, follow Liu Rong to support your Uncle Liu."

Liu Rong glanced at Han Lan and said nothing more.

Han Yiping and Liu Hao were sworn brothers, and the Han and Liu families were family friends. As Liu Hao's nephew and half son, Han Lan was indeed qualified to support his soul.

Han Lan didn't say anything and followed Liu Rong silently.

In fact, Han Lan has always had a doubt in her heart, and it is also a very interesting place.

Han Yiping and Liu Hao were sworn brothers, but Han Lan always called Liu Hao uncle, and Liu Rong also called Han Yiping uncle.

In other words, there is no difference between the two brothers?

Is it because the two brothers don’t need to take things too seriously? Or... no one is convinced by the other?

"Han Lan, stand behind me in a moment..." Liu Rong turned around, pointed his thumb behind him and gave instructions casually.

"Wait a minute, what are you calling me?" Han Lan raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at him.

"..."

Are you sick? This is my father's funeral. Can't you give me some face?

Liu Rong pursed his lips: "Han... Brother Lan."

"Yeah." Han Lan nodded and stood on the other side of Liu Hao's portrait.

Huh, they brothers are big and small, but we brothers are also big and small? Thanks to Loneliness Will Infect, for the five million reward! The boss is so generous! Thanks to the young master for being naughty and the one million reward! The boss is so generous! Thank you.
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