Chapter 715： Poseidon Drumming Festival

The kindergarten in front of me is a very... dilapidated place.滳

At least in Chen Jianhai's eyes, this small kindergarten really looks too old.

The mottled pink walls were pried open, revealing the red bricks inside, the windows were bulging, and the slide in the playground had worn off its paint and had pits and pits that looked like malnourished nails.

Although the building of the Coconut Umbrella Hotel Industry Association is already very dilapidated, this building is obviously much more broken than Coconut Umbrella.

Can people live in this place?

When Chen Jianhai was frowning, Bian Ping had already walked out of the kindergarten gate. After the two parties greeted each other warmly, Bian Ping said:

"This place is the old site of Xingxing Kindergarten. They built a new building the year before last. Before it can be dealt with here, let us live there for a few days."

Chen Jianhai: "How are the children living here?"

Bian Ping: "It's very good. The children in the welfare home are very adaptable. Moreover, there are kitchens, playgrounds, small beds for accommodation, and classrooms in the lounge. They are fully functional."

While talking, Bian Ping led Chen Jianhai into the building.

When passing by a classroom, more than 30 children were sitting on chairs in a circle, taking a common language class.

As soon as Chen Jianhai entered the room, he was pulled in by a boy in a gray sweater, sitting next to him, with his fingers still hooked on Chen Jianhai's clothes.

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Chen Jianhai was stunned for a moment, he shook hands more often with strangers, this kind of contact had never happened before.

Sitting on a stool in the classroom, Chen Jianhai quietly observed the children around him.

Everyone's behavior is different, some are quiet, some are lively, and some play by themselves and don't talk to others.滳

Self-awareness is strong.

Maybe the teacher taught it very simply, or maybe Chen Jianhai’s Mandarin skills have improved by leaps and bounds under the systematic mandatory daily training in Mandarin. The class that he never understood before sounds like "1+1" today. =2".

After the class was over, Bian Ping and Chen Jianhai introduced the current situation of the orphanage, and talked about teaching and the employment of teachers.

Although the current conditions are a bit difficult, when the new orphanage building is completed, life will get better and better.

Chen Jianhai looked at the children in the classroom and nodded silently.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing that Chen Jianhai was about to leave, the little boy in the gray sweater who had just grabbed his sleeve ran over.滳

"Go home." Chen Jianhai subconsciously said, "Uncle is going home.

The smile of the kid in the gray sweater disappeared instantly.

Sadness, anger, loss... etc. complex emotions appeared on his face, and his black eyes stared at Chen Jianhai, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"It's okay, it's like you went out to play, and you will be unhappy when you leave after playing." Bian Ping comforted.

Chen Jianhai smiled slightly, looked back at these children, and sighed leisurely in his heart:

"Let's build another primary school for them."

…滳

However, Chen Jianhai's melancholy mood didn't last long, and he was swept away by the high-speed train heading for Nanjiang.

Thinking of the blue sky and sea, the residence of white clouds and fine sand, where there is a cute and hot little secretary waiting for her to go home,

Chen Jianhai's heart felt like grass had grown, and he wished he could fly back directly.

dear? ? ? ?

Everywhere dear!

!

kiss her!

!

"Boss, can you stop laughing? You laugh so disgustingly."

Yin Na couldn't bear to see her standing next to her, so she spoke in disgust.

"I don't know how to appreciate!

"Chen Jianhai pouted.

How can anyone call this disgusting? !

Brother Fan doesn't know how much he likes his smile, when he smiles, those peach blossom eyes look at him.

It looks great.

Finally, the train arrived.

Chen Jianhai hurriedly walked towards the exit. He had told Wen Zifan about his itinerary early on. Brother Fan agreed to pick him up today.滳

As soon as he walked out of the station, Chen Jianhai rushed over to give his little secretary a bear hug,

He saw a familiar face standing beside Wen Zifan, smiling thoughtfully at himself.

"Boss Chen, have a good trip!"

Cong Wenru was wearing a black vertical short windbreaker, elegantly stretched out his well-maintained hand, and stretched it over.

Chen Jianhai looked at Wen Zifan who was standing next to him in a daze, and quickly stretched out his hand to shake it, and said with a smile:

"What a coincidence! Teacher, are you coming to pick up people at the station today?"

Cong Wenru smiled and said, "Yes, today I am here to pick you up, Boss Chen."

pick me up? ?

Chen Jianhai was completely dumbfounded.

Although he is now the chairman of a group and the chairman of two high-end hotel industry associations, his social status is not bad.

But he really didn't think he could let Cong Wenru, the director of Chunyang Provincial Culture, Sports and Technology Center, pick up the car in person.

Before Chen could see Hai Siji and understand, the other party's next sentence made him completely unable to understand.

"Boss Chen, can you play drums?"

Chen Jianhai:? ? ? ?滳

…

Langye Hotel Bin Larry Gold Luxury Shuttle Car

Chen Jianhai and Cong Wenru were sitting in the back row, having a cordial and friendly talk.

"Sea God's Drum Writing Festival??"

"I play drums???"

"I am the sea god?!

! "

"This is not good..." Taki

Chen Jianhai swallowed, his voice trembling.

Cong Wenru: "What's wrong with that?! It's perfect for you to be the **** of the sea beating the drums."

Chen Jianhai was about to cry.

No, you can't just make me a sea **** just because there is a word sea in my name!

I'm not even the king of the sea, so you make me the **** of the sea? !

"Whose idea is this?!"

Cong Wenru: "This is the common decision of dozens of small islands in the Nanjiang River."

"Originally, these islands would have traditional sea sacrifice ceremonies every year. These sea sacrifice ceremonies were held on their own small islands. Since there is a Dragon Boat Festival this year, they want to knead the rituals of each island together and create a grand event. "

Chen Jianhai: "So they came up with this Sea God Compose Drum Festival?"

Cong Wenru nodded: "We attach great importance to this idea and have done a lot of publicity work, just waiting to attract tourists from all over the country to Nanjiang for the festival."

After a pause, Wen Ru took a deep look at Chen Jianhai.

"Nanjiang holds three major festivals this year, UU Reading (Nanjiang Beer Festival) Nanjiang Dragon Boat Festival and Nanjiang Romantic Wedding Festival. You Chen Jianhai has two tripartite tripods."

"Boss Huang Baichuan Huang also said that this time the Dragon Boat Festival and the Oktoberfest will be linked together, and you, Boss Chen, personally agreed."

"So this time the Sea God beat the drum, it must be you."

Chen Jianhai struggled unwillingly:

"I think the sea **** should be played by the highly respected island chief. I'm a soft-spoken person, and I'm only a junior. It's really inappropriate to beat the drum!"

"The island Changtian Laoshan on Xiaomajia Island is very suitable!

"

"He has old qualifications, a good physique, and a loud voice. He is perfect for being the **** of the sea."

Cong Wenru smiled: "Boss Chen, although you are young, you are not a soft-spoken person..."

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