The thief entered the room directly from the window that had not been completely closed. Under the light, a thin and short middle-aged man was reflected. If Zhao Chen was here, he would definitely recognize that the middle-aged man was his second uncle Zhao Ping.

"I'm still smart enough. Today is the day when the boy's "Shanghai Bund" was broadcast. TVB will definitely call him, but I finally got this opportunity."

As soon as Zhao Ping entered Zhao Chen's room, he subconsciously placed his eyes on the table. He saw a lot of manuscript papers on the table, but basically they were blank manuscript papers, and only a dozen were the first drafts and novels of "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty". These were the results of Zhao Chen's day.

Seeing this, Zhao Ping was naturally a little unwilling to accept it. He just put away the dozen or so drawings and novels, and his eyes rolled around the room, and he placed his eyes on the wooden cabinet against the wall.

"I hope you can get something!" Zhao Ping showed a cold smile on his face, and tiptoed to the wooden counter and began to search through the boxes and cabinets.

"Strange, it's impossible that his work is only so small. Where is it? A check!" Zhao Ping flipped through the wooden cabinet and couldn't find the work he wanted most, but he accidentally found a check.

When he picked up the check, he saw that the amount of 20,000 was written on it. Zhao Ping subconsciously shook his hand and the check in his hand almost fell from his hand.

After Zhao Ping carefully counted the amount of the check several times, his face immediately showed a greedy look and he placed it carefully. After all, this check is an unnamed check and can be used by almost anyone.

Zhao Chen naturally wouldn't know that his second uncle had entered his room at this time, and he was following the owner into the convenience store.

The shop owner pointed to the phone beside him, sat on the chair inside the counter, leisurely crossing his legs and watching his black and white TV.

"Hey, hello, I'm Zhao Chen!"

Zhao Chen picked up the phone and heard the other party's voice, he realized that the person who called was Fang Yihua. This made him surprised. What exactly is worth calling Fang Yihua himself.

"Zhao Chen, the ratings have just been counted." After the two talked about some topics without nutrition, Fang Yihua directly entered the topic. At this time, she was holding a piece of white paper covered with various data, her face full of unconcealed excitement.

Xiangjiang's ratings research began in 1978. It was originally recorded in the form of a diary. It was not until October 1991 that personal ratings recorders were started to be used to collect TV playback data in set-top boxes for statistics. Therefore, the current ratings statistics are relatively backward, resulting in floating accuracy.

"Ms. Fang, how much?" Even though Zhao Chen thought that the ratings of "Shanghai Bund" would not be low, after all, it was just aired today, and I couldn't help feeling a little nervous because it has a huge relationship with my own reward.

"You must have never imagined that the ratings of "Shanghai Bund" exceeded 50% when it was broadcast, and this number has been growing sharply with the broadcast. There were two episodes broadcasting today, and the highest ratings just reached 70%, while the average ratings were 59%! This is just the data on the first day of this TV series. As long as nothing unexpected happens, the ratings will get higher and higher. I think the senior executives of Lai Li's TV station should be very anxious now."

Fang Yihua briefly sent the data to Zhao Chen, and at the end he said that he couldn't help but look proud. Fortunately, he increased his reward at that time. Otherwise, if Zhao Chen had gone to Li's TV station, the one who was anxious now would be the TVB station.

When Zhao Chen heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. The data reported by Fang Yihua was beyond his expectations. "Shanghai Bund" had such a high ratings just one day after it was aired. As long as the quality is not reduced, the ratings will naturally become higher and higher. I just don't know how much the ratings will increase.

"I got it, it's really good news for me!"

"Well, there should be a lot of comments in the newspaper tomorrow. You can buy a few copies at that time."

"Yes, Ms. Fang, are there anything else? If not, I'll just hang up first!" While the two of them were talking, the bearded store manager couldn't watch the TV at all, and often looked at Zhao Chen, as if he was giving an order to expel the guest.

When Zhao Chen put down the phone, several minutes had passed. The bearded store manager stood up again, took a look at the time of the call, and settled the fee with Zhao Chen.

When Zhao Chen left the convenience store, he suddenly saw someone flashing in his room, which made him subconsciously nervous. He quickly grabbed the owner who was about to close the door and said, "Boss, my thief is in my house!"

"What, thief, where are you?" The owner was shocked when he heard this and rushed out of the store.

"Look, in my room! The shopkeeper saw that there was no staircase. When I went up later, you helped me open the staircase, so I could catch a turtle in a jar! I dared to come to my house to steal things and see if I didn't repair him properly." Zhao Chen turned his eyes to the convenience store when he spoke, picked up a dusty wooden stick in a corner, and after giving the order to the shopkeeper, he rushed into his house with the wooden stick.

At this time, Zhao Ping searched for it and found no other discoveries. He did not find the manuscript paper that Zhao Chen created these days. Seeing that a few minutes passed, he was afraid that Zhao Chen would suddenly come back, so he had to come to the window and wanted to climb down with the help of the stairs.

However, when he climbed up the window, he was shocked to find that the stairs on the window moved toward the side, falling from the other side, making a loud bang in the quiet night.

Zhao Ping knew it was broken. He was about to climb down from the window when he vaguely heard a rapid sound of footsteps coming from the corridor, which made him feel panicked and jumped directly from the windowsill.

"Oh! My dear mother!" The windowsill was only about three meters away from the ground, not very high, but when Zhao Ping landed on the ground, he felt a pain and numbness under his feet, and then sat on the ground, looking very embarrassed.

"Catch the thief, everyone, come out and catch the thief!" The shop owner did not dare to step forward at this time, for fear that the thief would fall. The thief was a cruel man, but he was quite authentic and shouted loudly not far away.

Several bungalows around emit light one after another, and the lights illuminate within a certain range, causing part of Zhao Ping's face to be illuminated.

The store owner was stunned when he looked at the side face that was photographed. This side face seemed to have been seen frequently before, and it looked so familiar. Soon Zhao Ping's face appeared in the store owner's mind, and merged with this face. He could immediately confirm that the "thief" was Zhao Ping.

When the lights were on, Zhao Ping's eyes subconsciously shrank, and then he was afraid, because he knew in his heart that if he was caught on the spot, he would probably be sentenced to a good sentence if he went to the police station, because Zhao Chen was now a celebrity, and stealing his manuscript would be a 100,000 readers and comic fans of "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" in Xiangjiang.

Although these readers are basically civilians, there are naturally many public servants and even officials. Zhao Chen also has an indescribable relationship with celebrities like Shao Yifu. As long as he is caught, it is very possible for several years to be imprisoned.

Zhao Ping was not worried about the pain at this time, so he immediately stood up from the ground and limped and disappeared into the darkness quickly.

By the time Zhao Chen got down from the building, Zhao Ping had disappeared, and only a few neighbors with various weapons stood next to the bearded shop manager.

"Shopkeeper, have you seen who the thief is?" Zhao Chen looked at several neighbors and then looked at the bearded store manager.

"I only saw one side face, and it looked like it was your second uncle Zhao Ping!"

"Damn, it's him again!" Zhao Chen couldn't help but wonder. He couldn't figure out how he hadn't offended Zhao Ping, but he always came to trouble himself. He was simply a broom star and couldn't get along with him all day long.

"Zhao Chen, go and see if there are any missing things? If you lose something, we will accompany you to Zhao Ping's house later." If it were someone else, the manager of the bearded store may hesitate for a few times, but Zhao Chen is different. In the eyes of the manager of the bearded store, Zhao Chen is destined to be a future celebrity in Xiangjiang. If he doesn't hold his thighs at such a critical moment, he will be a pig's head.

Not to mention, when the shop owner said this, the neighbors next to him did not object, but agreed! Zhao Chen was also their neighbor. Seeing that Zhao Chen was about to develop, how could he not do his best to help?

"Okay, I'll go and have a look first!" Zhao Chen heard this, and his expression tightened. He rushed to his room. After searching for it, he found that his achievements today and the check of 20,000 Hong Kong dollars had disappeared. This made him furious. The 20,000 Hong Kong dollars were most of his existing property.
Chapter completed!