After determining the target, Sha Zhengyang no longer hesitated.

He distinguished the things in his hands according to the four-quadrant rule. The first quadrant was undoubtedly to help Feng Zicai's Wenhao Road lay a solid foundation. This may be related to the speed of the first pot of gold in the future. This first pot of gold will be related to how to buy a car to undertake transportation business in the next step, so we cannot relax, but we must step up.

What remains is the second quadrant, including your own work, one is thematic activities, and the other is the investigation and survey of the winery. Both of these tasks are very important and are also related to your future work, but it cannot be done well in a day or two, so you must proceed in an orderly manner according to the plan.

The second quadrant also includes purchasing a processing vehicle and opening up the transportation business of the Chinese general factory. Purchasing a processing vehicle requires solving the relationship between Hangang, which requires communicating with Thunder Ting himself. In addition, negotiating with Lan Hai’s father may also have to do it by himself. Sha Zhenggang, Lan Hai Zhu Yibiao and others will definitely not be able to convince Lan Hai’s father.

Other things such as understanding the situation and subsequent business work are also very important, but Sha Zhengyang thinks it is enough to leave it to Sha Zhenggang and Lan Hai.

Sha Zhengyang did not plan to consider the matter in the fourth quadrant. He lived a new life, either doing what he wanted to do, that was sentiment, or doing what he should do, that was morality. During this period of time, he had to put it aside.

The third quadrant matter seems to be Bai Ling’s business for Sha Zhengyang now. Although feelings are important, when the feelings are no longer, it will only add to the troubles when they are restored. It would be fine if Lan Hai and the others can help themselves understand the situation.

For a week in a row, Sha Zhengyang sorted out materials in the Party and Government Office in the morning and handled other affairs. No matter how strong the sun was in the afternoon, Sha Zhengyang couldn't stop going to the village. In addition to going to Hongqi Village, Sha Zhengyang also began to visit the other villages in an orderly manner according to his plan.

With this topic that Guo Yeshan gave him, every village in Sha Zhengyang has a lot of reasons to find and collect materials.

Whenever he arrives in a village, Sha Zhengyang tries to integrate himself quickly. Even if the secretary and director are not necessarily there in the afternoon, the village accounting documents are generally there. In a sense, the village documents are often the ones who know the situation of the village the most. Except for those who are too old, most of them are reserve candidates for the village director.

I called Thunder Ting and didn't say a few words, mainly to save phone bills. Thunder Ting's mother was fifty at the end of July, and Thunder took a week off to come back.

If it weren't for his relationship with the boss, it would be impossible to ask for leave. Many words could be left until Lei Ting came back. On the phone, Sha Zhengyang also implicitly revealed some intentions to Lei Ting. Lei Ting understood and said that he would say it after he came back.

The electric fan whimpered, and almost blew the manuscript that Sha Zhengyang had accumulated with great effort outside the door. He held it in a hurry. Sha Zhengyang looked disgusted: "Do you still want to leave your journey as a literary master? This thing is expensive, don't look like that, I've been with three or four nights."

"Really?" Feng Zicai could no longer hold on, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Although he looked down on Sha Zhengyang's suggestions on the surface, when Sha Zhengyang didn't go to find him for several consecutive days, he couldn't hold back and ran to Sha Zhengyang's house on his own initiative.

"Your foot is too smelly, hurry up and rush over!" Sha Zhengyang pushed Feng Zicai to the toilet, and then returned to the house and sorted out the manuscript.

The manuscript with more than 30,000 words is enough to have a good start. He has read it several times by himself and is very sure that it should be popular. When it comes to the continuation, Feng Zicai must be powerful. However, Sha Zhengyang knows Feng Zicai's background. As long as he can accept and continue his style, he believes there is no problem.

The key is whether he can accept the head he has made for him. If he can be as interested as Sha Zhenggang, then everything will be OK.

When Sha Zhengyang came back from going to the bathroom, he had already confirmed that there was no problem.

Feng Zicai's hungry eyes fell on the manuscript, motionless, but occasionally licked his lips and twitched his nose. His emotions seemed to fluctuate with the plot of the novel.

In twenty minutes, Feng Zicai had read the beginning of the more than 30,000 words twice, and spread his hands with an unsatisfactory feeling: "Where is the one behind?"

"The one behind is in your mind." Sha Zhengyang wrapped his hands in front of his chest and leaned leisurely against the desk. "How about Haruhiko Oyasuka or Shoujo Nishimura? What about Shemillie's?"

Feng Zicai swallowed a spit, thought for a while, then said with some difficulty: "You are completely different from Haruhiko Oyasu and Shouyou Nishimura. At most, there are similar details. Overall, it looks a bit like the style of Shemilly, but it is more full and exciting than Shemilly's style. Well, it feels more real and attractive. I seem to have seen the Toshiba Incident in a newspaper. It is "Reference News", but it is also vague. The specific content is not clear. Why do you know this situation so much? Do you Handa have something to decipher?"

Sha Zhengyang's heart also skipped a beat.

In the era without the Internet, the general Chinese people should have superficial understanding of the "Toshiba Incident" or they don't know at all. They seem to have written it in a bit in detail in this novel.

I was really interested in military affairs in my previous life. "Court Officers" and some military programs have become my favorites, so I know more about the "Toshiba Incident".

"Hey, doesn't Thunder Ting have a relative in Hong Kong? From time to time, I brought back a few current affairs magazines. One seemed to write about the 'Toshiba Incident', so I was very impressed and it was just right for use." Sha Zhengyang quickly changed the topic, "Don't worry about these things for now. I just ask you, do you think this novel has any tricks?"

"I think there is." Feng Zicai nodded seriously, lit a cigarette, took a sip, and couldn't find a suitable language to describe it for a while. "How can I describe your style?"

"There is no lack of violence in elegance, and tenderness in iron blood?" Sha Zhengyang replied for him with a smile.

"Yes, it's just this kind of smell. You kid can really summarize it." Feng Zicai clapped his hands suddenly, with an envious expression on his face. "I haven't heard of how famous the Chinese Department of Handa is. Why can you be reborn after a few years?"

"All right, don't go too far. Let's talk about reality. Are you sure you will continue writing?" Sha Zhengyang ignored the other party's feelings. "I thought that this story can be written to 300,000 to 400,000 words, just one book. Of course, it can also be expanded into a series. It depends on how you conceive it. I have made a few big frameworks for you, but you have to come up with the specific story."

"It's hard to say. I think I can still imitate this style, but it may not be able to reach your original state. The key is that the content involved in this setting framework is too broad, and I don't know a lot." Feng Zicai scratched his scalp in distress: "Why don't you do it yourself."

I don’t know how to ask the Dogma to check Zhihu. If it were in my previous life, it would definitely cause such complaints, but now that the Internet has not even appeared, where did the Dogma Zhihu come from?

"No, I don't have time and energy." Sha Zhengyang shook his head apart, "As long as you think you can imitate this style, as long as you don't understand, you can ask me if you don't understand. I just need to tell you one thing, in fact, more than 99% of readers don't know. You don't have to worry too much about being exposed. In addition, Thunder will come back two weeks later. I ask him to bring you a few magazines and maps from Hong Kong. By the way, you can also introduce Hong Kong's landmark buildings to give you a sensory understanding. I guess you will be able to start a career."

Seeing Feng Zicai still hesitating, Sha Zhengyang couldn't help but say, "Talented men, everyone says you are a talented man. People say that you are familiar with the three hundred Tang poems, and you can recite them even if you can't write poems. You have read so much, I will open your head and lay the frame for you. If you don't understand, you can ask me, just like that, you can't do it, so what else can you do?"

Finally, I was moved by Sha Zhengyang's words. Anyway, I had nothing to do in school. I had plenty of time to enjoy myself, so I might as well give it a try.

Sha Zhengyang can write 30,000 words in a week. Even if he is a little stupid, he can spend two or three months writing 200,000 to 300,000 words? Even if he doesn't work, there will be no loss. He just fulfilled his wish and saved himself from having those unrealistic dreams.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try. I'll write a paragraph first, and I'll give it to you for reviewing the draft. OK, I'll continue. If not, I'll pull it down." Feng Zicai made up his mind.

"What can't do it? Why can't you?" Sha Zhengyang stuffed the manuscript into his hand. "There's nothing that can't do it. Write it boldly and just think about it yourself. You're fine!"

"Then I'll go back to conceive. After more than a year of free time, I finally found a serious business and left!" Feng Zicai said it and picked up the manuscript and was about to leave.

"Well, although the bookseller publishing is not busy, I have to keep in mind. This kind of novel is actually no big deal. If you write it with ease, it may be more popular, but remember, you can just use the edge, but you can't cross the line." Sha Zhengyang sent Feng Zicai to the door.

"I understand, just compare to the books on the market." Feng Zicai flew into the car and was no longer visible.

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Chapter completed!