Name: My father Yuan Mu

As expected, "Bright Sword" became a huge hit, with the viewership rate reaching 16% at one point. This concept is terrifying. That is to say, during the time period when "Bright Sword" was broadcast, an average of 15 out of every 100 people in the country watched this program.

"Bright Sword" became an instant hit!

Then all the major TV stations waved their money to buy the broadcasting rights of "Drawing Sword", but unfortunately, they did not have the first-round broadcasting rights. Yuan Zhihao sold them the second-round or even the third- and fourth-round broadcasting rights.

The high ratings brought Yuan Zhihao huge profits, but Yuan Zhihao did not ask for a penny more except for some of his own expenses. Most of the funds for this drama were invested by Hou Sanjin and Niu Dali, so the profits should also belong to them.

Yuan Zhihao is not uninterested in money, but he only takes the money he deserves. Besides, he is not short of money, so what does he need the money for?

With the blessing of this drama, Yuan Zhihao has become a big name in this circle. He is no longer just the second generation. When people meet him, they no longer call him Mr. Yuan, but call him Director Yuan.

After this drama, Yuan Zhihao did not plan to continue with the next drama, but planned to enter the radio and television industry after getting married and continue.

In May, Yuan Zhihao and Bai Xiaohe got married. Not many people came that day, but those who could attend were of high status.

Many people came and chatted with Yuan Mu in the side hall for a while before leaving, because their identities made it inconvenient for them to stay longer.

The wedding was in Chinese style and not too luxurious because it would not be appropriate. And just like that, Yuan Zhihao, who was only 22 years old, got married.

After the marriage, Yuan Zhihao went out for a month-long honeymoon with Bai Xiaohe, and then returned to join the Radio, Film and Television Department, Television Drama Department. He was promoted to the rank of section chief and served as the chief of the Examination Section of the First Division.

But this is not Yuan Zhihao's ultimate goal. His goal is to become independent, and he doesn't want to wait, so he submitted a feasibility report to his superiors, wanting to set up a small TV drama company and be independent from the TV Drama Department, but the review authority still lies with the TV Drama Department.

It was easy to get things done because he had connections in the court, and his application was quickly approved. Some young people were selected from the radio and television industry, and the framework was set up in no time.

But just when Yuan Zhihao was about to roll up his sleeves and get into action, Yuan Mu called him from Kyoto to Shanghai.

. . . . . .

August 18th, 10:00 am.

In an office of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee.

Yuan Mu and Yuan Zhihao sat opposite each other. This office was really big, with a large floor-to-ceiling window, from which one could almost overlook the entire Shanghai. The area was also much larger than Yuan Mu's previous office in Handong.

"Secretary Yuan, you called me here from thousands of miles away. What instructions do you have for me?" Yuan Zhihao looked at his father helplessly.

Yuan Mu kept writing and took the time to look up at Yuan Zhihao.

"Boy, let me ask you, how long have you been married to Xiaohe?"

"More than three months, what's wrong?"

"Hmph! It's been more than three months, and you're still asking me what's wrong! I want to ask you, why isn't Xiaohe pregnant yet?" Yuan Mu looked up at Yuan Zhihao and said.

"Ah?" Yuan Zhihao almost sprained his waist because of this question. It was too sudden.

"Dad! Xiaohe and I have been married for more than three months. Besides, we are still young and don't want to have a child so early."

"What do you mean by young? Don't try to be useless with me. Put everything aside for now. The next generation of our family is the most important thing now. When we have it, you can do other things for me!" Yuan Mu glared at Yuan Zhihao and said.

"No, Dad, I've just set up my ambitions and am about to do something big, and you want me to put it down? Why are you in such a hurry to have a child? Just take your time." Yuan Zhihao was anxious at the time.

"What do you mean by not being in a hurry? I got married late back then, which led to you and your brother being born late. Now I don't count on you anymore. Hurry up and give me a grandson so that I can raise him from the next generation. You are useless!" Yuan Mu waved his hand impatiently.

"What? Why am I useless? I'm still working on my career!"

"What kind of career is that? I don't even want to say anything to you. You're surrounded by women every day. Are you so happy that you don't want to leave?" Yuan Mu glanced at him and said.

"When did I start hanging out with women every day? I'm doing something serious right now!"

"What happened to Zeng Li?"

"Uh." Yuan Zhihao was speechless at the time. He really couldn't refute this.

"Okay, I don't want to get involved in your affairs, but no matter what, I'll give you three months. If Xiaohe still doesn't make any moves, then you better stop doing all that!"

"No, Dad, this is..."

"What dad? Which one is your dad? I've told you so many times to address people by their titles when working!" Yuan Mu glared and shouted.

"Yes, Secretary Yuan!" Yuan Zhihao was speechless. His father could play this joke for the rest of his life.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and get back to your business. Remember, you only have three months. If you don't make any progress after three months, you can close that little workshop of yours!"

"Yes, I understand." Yuan Zhihao was helpless. Yuan Mu always had the final say at home, and no one dared to refute what he said.

And to be honest, Yuan Zhihao was really afraid of his father, who had been in a high position for many years. Even though he was Yuan Mu's biological son, as long as Yuan Mu got angry, his heart would be pounding.

"Okay, if you have nothing else to do, get out of here." Yuan Mu waved his hand and continued to correct documents with his head down.

Yuan Mu is now busier than before. He runs back and forth between Shanghai and Kyoto, attends endless meetings, writes endless reports, and approves endless documents. This has become the norm.

But Yuan Zhihao discovered one thing. Even though his father worked such a high-intensity job, he was still in good health. Not to say that he had no health problems at all. During the physical examination, most of the problems he found were minor. He didn't look like a man in his fifties at all. His body functions were more like that of a man in his thirties.

Moreover, every Chinese New Year, Yuan Zhihao would accompany Yuan Mu to the military shooting range. Even though Yuan Mu had not touched a gun for so many years, he could still shoot ten rings with an ordinary rifle at 200 meters.

In terms of fighting, none of the top fighters in the army can beat Yuan Mu. He has terrifying physical fitness and can do 300 push-ups in one breath without even breathing heavily. If it were Yuan Zhihao, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

Yuan Zhihao kept wondering how Yuan Mu had managed to maintain his condition for so many years. With his physique, it was estimated that he wouldn't have declined even when he was sixty. It was terrifying.

And it's not just Yuan Mu, even his mother Zhou Xiaobai, has excellent physical fitness, much better than the average woman in her thirties or forties, and has no illness or disaster.