Liu Yifeng then turned to the teacher beside him, "Teacher, was Tong Tong good in kindergarten today? Did he cause any trouble for you?"
The teacher smiled and said, "Tong Tong's dad, Tong Tong is very well-behaved and sensible in our kindergarten. Many children like to play with him, so you can rest assured!"
"That's good. If there's nothing else, we'll be going back now!"
"Goodbye, Teacher Gao!" Tong Tong waved.
"Tong Tong, don't forget your homework when you get back. See you tomorrow!" Teacher Gao patted Tong Tong's head, his expression very pleased.
After leaving the kindergarten, Liu Yifeng took Tong Tong to a dessert shop and ordered his favorite strawberry cake.
Meanwhile, the spy drama filmed by Yun Duoer had just wrapped up. All the scenes were finished, and it was expected to be released by the end of the year.
She accepted the flowers from her agent and smiled happily.
This was her first leading role, and she was very satisfied with her performance. She believed that once the show aired, she would soar to stardom and become a popular actress.
"Duo'er, I've secured the ending theme song for you. The director wants you to go to the recording studio tomorrow for a vocal test. You must perform well!"
"What? I'm singing the ending theme song? But I heard the production team hired a popular singer to sing it at a high price?" Yun Duo'er was both surprised and delighted.
Although she had studied vocal music and even released an album, she didn't have many fans. In fact, many people didn't even know she existed.
She was the kind of person who was neither popular nor had popular songs. That's why she was so surprised the director was willing to let her audition.
After all, even the supporting roles in this drama were second-tier celebrities, and it had already generated a lot of buzz before it even aired.
Therefore, many popular singers were vying for the opportunity to sing the ending theme song or insert songs.
She had never imagined that she would have the chance to audition for the ending theme song.
"No matter how powerful the director is, can he be more powerful than the producer? This is Mr. Shen's decision. He clearly wants to promote you. You must work hard!
The company has selected a few excellent variety shows for you that will greatly increase your exposure. Choose the one you want to participate in the most and perform well. You will definitely have a place in the future of the film and television industry." The agent smiled, as if he already saw Yun Duo'er as a future star.
As her agent, he would naturally become a top agent and no longer have to deal with people's moods.
At that time, people would be begging him to have Yun Duo'er act in their projects or take on endorsements.
Yun Duo'er had also waited for this day for a long time. She nodded heavily, "Okay, I will work hard!"
"By the way, with popularity comes controversy. You must keep your past hidden, understand?
If your son recognizes you through the show, you must never admit it. If possible, try to sign an agreement with the child's father. Give him a sum of money, and he must guarantee not to reveal anything about your son. Otherwise, he will compensate you with three times the liquidated damages.
Also, no matter how much your son misses you or wants to see you, you must not be soft-hearted and meet him.
This is a crucial period for you. Not a single mistake can occur, or all your previous efforts will be in vain," the agent cautioned.
Yun Duo'er's expression became hesitant when she heard about signing an agreement, "Wouldn't doing this be a bit disrespectful?"
"What are you thinking? You give him money, and he makes a guarantee. Isn't that a win-win situation?
Even if it's insulting, the opportunity to insult someone with money is not something everyone can encounter.
I'm telling you all this not to discuss it, but to inform you. You should also prepare yourself mentally. This contract might be signed at any time. As for the amount of the confidentiality agreement, that's up to you." The agent's tone was uncompromising.
Yun Duo'er could only nod, "I understand. Since she chose this path, there's no turning back. She cannot allow herself to fail. She must stand at the pinnacle of the entertainment industry and be admired by everyone."
After retiring, she would explain everything to Tong Tong, and she believed he would understand.
In the future, all the money she earned would also be his.
As usual, Liu Yifeng took Tong Tong and the vegetables to kindergarten and prepared to go home.
He planned to visit the construction site today to check on the progress of the vegetable greenhouses.
Upon arriving at the site, he saw many workers wearing safety helmets and working.
The foreman and his son were supervising. Liu Yifeng had given them a deadline of one month to complete the construction on time.
However, it seemed now that it would take at least one and a half to two months for the greenhouses to be built.
"Boss Liu, why are you here?" The foreman saw Liu Yifeng and proactively walked over.
"I just came to take a look. Although it's the start of autumn, the temperature is still frighteningly high.
Tell the workers to start work earlier in the morning and finish earlier. Heatstroke can be fatal," Liu Yifeng said.
It was only nine o'clock, and he was already sweating profusely. He couldn't imagine what it would be like after ten o'clock.
If any worker suffered heatstroke or heatstroke while working, he, as the employer, would bear unavoidable responsibility.
The foreman nodded, "Don't worry about that. I have more experience than you. And I make them drink Shidi water before work every day to prevent heatstroke."
"Good. I'll have someone send over some ice water and popsicles later to help everyone cool down and lower their body temperature."
"Then I'll thank Boss Liu on behalf of everyone."
"No need to thank me. Just work hard. Remember not to cut corners, otherwise, if problems arise later, rework will be very troublesome." Liu Yifeng would rather delay the completion than have them cut corners to rush the progress.
The foreman patted his chest, "I can't guarantee anything else, but the quality is definitely not an issue. If there's a problem, you come to me. I'll take full responsibility."
This was the attitude he wanted. Liu Yifeng didn't say anything further.
When he returned home, he asked his third uncle to drive his van and deliver two cases of ice water and some popsicles to the workers at the construction site.
Only by treating workers sincerely would they work diligently and conscientiously.
Often, even insignificant care could be deeply touching.
Liu Yifeng did this not to impress them, but simply because he understood the hardship of the workers. The only thing he could do was to give them something cool to eat on this hot day, to make them feel a little better.
As for the project at the foot of Mengshan, Du Ziheng was overseeing it.
Construction had not officially started yet. Du Ziheng was in the market, sourcing good materials at reasonable prices.
Therefore, he had been surveying various markets, which all took time.
Out of trust in Qiangzi, Liu Yifeng had fully entrusted the work to the foreman.
After all, they were introduced by Qiangzi.
From what he could see so far, the foreman seemed to be a man of good character.
After lunch, Liu Yifeng received a call from Wan Hui, which reminded him that Wan Hui had asked him to buy a house and was likely calling for his answer.
As expected, Wan Hui asked on the phone how he had considered it and that he was ready to proceed with the purchase.
Liu Yifeng remembered what Tong Tong had said and immediately advised, "Mr. Wan, there's something I don't know if I should say?"
"What is it? Brother Liu, speak your mind. What's our relationship?"
"Then I'll speak plainly. I think there's a high probability that the houses in the old city area will not be demolished. So I hope Mr. Wan will not buy a house there."
He knew Wan Hui wouldn't believe him, but Liu Yifeng felt he had done his best by advising him.
After all, Wan Hui had unreservedly shared profitable opportunities with him.
"Brother Liu, why do you think so? Did you hear some news?" Wan Hui asked.
"There's no gossip. You know I don't have many connections. It's just a gut feeling. I hope Mr. Wan will seriously consider what I've said." Liu Yifeng couldn't explain that it was his son's precognition, so he had to use intuition as an excuse.
But such an excuse seemed rather weak, lacking conviction.