Chapter 69: Can’t the demon spirit lead you?

"The expression of looking up at the boss.jpg." An Qing swallowed awkwardly. Bai Miaomiao nodded frantically and added curiously: "Teacher Yang, do you usually talk to Director Wang like this?"

"He really won't be angry?"

——She thought her tone was not "domineering" but at least "impolite".

The key point is that Teacher Yang just entered junior high school this year, but Director Wang must be at least old enough to be her father... Is it really okay for her, a minor, to talk to her elders like this?

Bai Miaomiao thought about it and subconsciously curled her fingers, the "curiosity for knowledge" in her eyes was so strong that it almost overflowed.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yanan frowned in confusion - she felt that their question was simply unbelievable!
"What else?" The little girl crossed her arms, "How else should we talk? Be respectful and polite, like a mouse meeting a cat?"

"Wake up, he's not my father."

——She has no father in this life!

"It's not that you have to be overly respectful, but the key... the key is..." An Qing hesitated. She couldn't quite describe the feeling Yang Yan'an gave her... She felt that maybe it should... not sound so much like he was rebelling against Tian Gang?

——Based on the way Teacher Yang and Director Wang talked just now, if you didn’t know, you would think that Teacher Yang was Director Wang’s immediate superior, or even a living ancestor who had resurrected from the ground!
"Oh... I understand. You think I'm not very polite when talking to Xiao Wang... the curator," Yang Yan'an stared at An Qing and the other man's expressions for a moment and suddenly realized, "It doesn't even look like I'm communicating with my colleagues, right?"

"Yes, yes, a little bit. So I'm curious, is Director Wang really not angry?" Bai Miaomiao nodded repeatedly - to be honest, when she was in school, she didn't dare to talk like this to her elders at home and teachers at school!

If someone hears this, you will definitely be scolded!

"Well...what is he angry about?" The little girl waved her hand casually, "Anyway, they can't beat me academically, and I'm not worse than them in terms of qualifications."

——On the contrary, she is the "living ancestor" of these people in the cultural center.

She was the one who helped them solve many of their academic problems that they were unable to grasp!
"So don't worry, it's okay. Everyone in the museum is used to it. What's more, it's more convenient to communicate this way. Everyone can say whatever they want to say directly, and it can also save some time." Yang Yan'an coughed and made up an excuse, trying to save himself a little.

"You're right. When you think about it, it really makes sense." An Qing scratched his head in thought after hearing this - speaking like Teacher Yang was indeed not very polite for ordinary people.

But when used in a setting like a cultural center that is more academic in nature...it is indeed concise and saves trouble.

"However, even if this is the case, you are still very capable, Teacher Yang, to make everyone accept this approach." An Qing sighed sincerely, and at the same time a little envious of the relaxed atmosphere of the cultural center.

The thousand-year-old demon spirit old loli heard the words and waved her hands with her teeth bared: "Hey! It's nothing. Thank you for the compliment."

"Okay, Xiao Bai and Xiao An, you two should hurry up and revise the manuscript first. Xiao Xu, come out with me for a moment. I have something else that I need your help with. Let's not disturb them from revising the manuscript."

Yang Yanan said, and without saying anything, he pulled Xu Yichi out of the office, turned left and right, and slipped into a small empty storage room nearby.

This place looked like a "private plot" specially created by the people at the cultural center for the little girl. It didn't take up much space, but there wasn't a speck of dust on the ground. There was a cushioned iron swing by the window, and a small tea table filled with snacks on the bay window. There was a wooden bed against the wall that was big enough for Yang Yan'an to roll around on, with a blanket under the bed, and a lot of cotton dolls of various shapes piled up in the corner.

The decoration of the whole house is simple yet warm - it can be seen that although Senior Dianfeng is indeed their living ancestor, everyone in the cultural center still treats her as their daughter.

"Okay, stop looking. It's such a small place, you can't see anything even if you look at it." Yang Yanan stood on tiptoe and patted Xu Dazuo's shoulder with a look of disgust, shaking his neck and stretching.

It has always been very troublesome to pretend to be calm in front of children. If she had a choice, she would still prefer to go crazy in front of Xiao Xu, Xiao Wang, and Xiao Jiazi.

"I called you here because I have something serious to tell you—remember that old armguard we talked about last time?"

"I've found his arm guard for you...If nothing unexpected happens, he'll be in Xinchuan next week."

The little girl lowered her head and kicked the blanket and said it lightly. Xu Yichi was stunned when he heard it. It took him a long time to turn around and said, "The old arm guard I mentioned last time... old..."

"Oh, you mean the 'Five Stars Rising from the East, Bringing Benefit to China' Han Brocade Armguard!"

"My goodness," Xu Dasheng, who had come back to his senses, stared in astonishment, "You actually managed to pull its arm over!"

"Well, he's here. I have to do what I promised you. It's a pity that there is not much room in the cultural center, so he has to stay at Yaoshan Temple by himself." Yang Yan'an smacked his lips. "But it's not a big problem. Anyway, this old man is not short of money. He can still afford the small room fee that Old Chen wants."

"His public identity is that he is a staff member of the museum over there, specializing in the repair and restoration of Han brocade. I'm letting you know in advance, so when we come back to meet, don't let your brain get confused and say something wrong."

"Hey, okay, I understand." Xu Yichi nodded repeatedly and quickly responded to Yang Yan'an's words - she knew that this was an opportunity for their Great Peak·Potato Chips·Emperor to set her up, and if they performed well, they might be able to trick some more resources out of this old demon spirit.

"Well, although your brain is not very smart, it is very useful at critical moments." Yang Yan'an nodded with satisfaction, then swayed and curled himself into the swing, motioning Xu Yichi to find a place he likes beside the bed and sit.

"In addition, in addition to this old arm guard, there are two unlucky guys who heard about your studio's deeds and showed great interest in the game you are about to make. One of them even asked for money to get involved in the project."

"Eh? There are actually people interested in our project!" Xu Yichi was flattered upon hearing this news. "Then... who are these two 'talents', Senior Yang? Are they also demons like you?"

——Her network of contacts in the demon spirit world was opened up inexplicably?
The little girl was slightly distracted, and Yang Yanan crossed his legs as a matter of course: "Of course, if it's not something from a demon, can I get it for you?"

"——The two, one is a small purple clay pottery played with in Su Province, and the other is a scroll of large characters that is currently stored in Wan Chai."

"Both of them are eager to get involved in your project, and that little Niba is even more sincere in preparing to make an additional investment in you."

"Do you see anything here that interests you? Come up with an idea soon so I can give a definite answer as soon as possible."

　Good! New character
　　(End of this chapter)

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