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A relatively fashionable shoulder bag, a decent white short-sleeved outfit, black trousers, and a ponytail.
The skin on the hands and arms was slightly red, and the white short sleeves on the chest were a little dusty, maybe because of the pain just now, and the eye sockets were slightly red, with a somewhat pitiful meaning.
There was a trace of dirt on her fair little face that she hadn't had time to wipe off.
She looks like a weak woman.
But Qian Wen heard the name Ye Xiaolang, and after carefully identifying it, he confirmed that it was the Ye Xiaolang in his memory. He immediately lost the desire to talk and didn't even bother to pretend to be polite.
The business card he had just received politely was stuffed back into the hand of Ye Xiaolang in front of him, then he walked around her and turned towards the studio.
Ye Xiaolang, who had just been in pain and frowned slightly, pursed his lips, was startled, and then hurriedly caught up.
She didn't know what was going on, why she suddenly fell out of love, and the polite smile on the other person's face disappeared in an instant.
She was confused at this moment.
"Mr. Qiao, I am a reporter from Jinling Daily.
Can I lend you a moment?"
Ye Xiaolang quickly blocked in front of him.
Qian Wen still ignored her, missed her, and continued walking to the studio.
Ye Xiaolang is an egoist. In the play, Qiao Yicheng is the springboard for her to pursue a better life. She is a selfish woman, and whoever touches her will be unlucky.
Qiao Yicheng got married to this guy. After the marriage, this guy didn't know how to do anything but go out to restaurants. He didn't look like a wife at all.
"Treading on the Stars"
There are also those who don’t know how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, who spend extravagantly, creating an economic crisis for their families, who hide abortion from everyone, who have no sense of family responsibility at all just to go to a beautiful country, etc...
A good wife brings peace and harmony to the family, but if you marry a wife like Ye Xiaolang, you will have bad luck for eight lifetimes, and it will be hard to miss your family and peace.
Although he didn't know why he came to him, he didn't want to open his mouth to such a person.
"Mr. Qiao Yicheng..."
Ye Xiaolang caught up with him again, stopped him, and stood in front of him with his arms outstretched.
Qian Wen stopped, glanced at her sharply, and said coldly, "Get out of the way."
Ye Xiaolang felt cold, but he still held his chest high and refused, "Mr. Qiao Yicheng, I am really a reporter from Jinling Daily, not a liar.
I am looking for you this time because I want to do an exclusive interview with you, which will be very beneficial to you and allow more people to know and read your works."
Qian Wen suddenly realized that he came to him for this reason.
In the play, Qiao Yicheng and Ye Xiaolang met in 1990. After Qiao Yicheng graduated with a master's degree, he was admitted to Jinling TV Station. The two met and met for the first time at an award ceremony.
Now, he has not yet completed his postgraduate studies and has no plans to enter the media industry. He said how could he still meet Ye Xiaolang? It turned out that he had become the topic.
But this has nothing to do with him. He has never liked being published in newspapers. The only two times he has appeared in publications were in a small area on campus. Ye Xiaolang's matter has nothing to do with him.
Seeing the stubborn Ye Xiaolang who refused to give in even if you didn't say anything, Qian Wen endured his disgust and said, "You are from Jinling Daily. You should know that many people from your newspaper have come to see me.
I refused them all. You should have done your research before coming.
Now, I'm going to reiterate, I'm not giving interviews."
After Qian Wen finished speaking, he passed Ye Xiaolang again, pushed the door open, and walked into the studio.
"Hey, Mr. Qiao Yicheng, give me a chance..."
With Ye Xiaolang's character, she certainly cannot give up easily, not to mention the self-media person who gives up easily.
Taking him as his target, Ye Xiaolang had thought of various consequences before coming.
After learning from the seniors in the newspaper office, everyone told her to give up and not choose the great writer Qiao Yi as her target, because the other party would not give her the slightest chance and would not even talk about it.
Every year in the newspaper office there are those who do not believe in evil, and every year some people regard the other party as their target for promotion and salary increase, but they all waste time and come back empty-handed.
She came here after a detailed investigation and felt that the other party was not impeccable, otherwise where did those two pages of campus interviews come from.
According to her investigation some time ago, the two campus interviews were conducted by acquaintances of the other party. She believed that she could overcome the other party and make the other party her qualifications, allowing her to successfully pass the newspaper internship period and leave a good influence in front of the leaders.
, enter the eyes of leaders.
Ye Xiaolang also wanted to follow Qian Wen into the studio.
But as soon as she pushed the door open, the door opened from the inside, and Qian Wen appeared.
Ye Xiaolang was delighted and said hurriedly, "Mr. Qiao Yicheng, please give me a chance, I..."
Pa~
Before Ye Xiaolang could finish his sentence, a sign was hung on the glass door.
"During closing hours, no one is allowed in."
Then Qian Wen entered the studio without looking back.
The wooden sign on the door shook slightly, and Ye Xiaolang was stunned.
She now believes what the newspaper senior said, the other party is indeed difficult to deal with.
After standing at the door for a while, Ye Xiaolang bit his red lips and began to pat the dirt off his body. He then looked at the sun in the sky. It was almost noon and the sun was scorching.
"Huh, why are you so arrogant? You just wrote a few crappy books.
If I were born in Jinling, a city kid, and had your learning environment, I would definitely be better than you."
Ye Xiaolang looked at the studio door and muttered in a low voice that she was very dissatisfied with Qian Wen's ignorance.
After venting her anger, she rubbed her elbows, sat on a curb, hugged her knees under the shadow of a big tree, and waited for Qian Wen to come out.
If you don't let her in, why don't you let her wait?
Qian Wen calmed down his surprise at seeing Ye Xiaolang, just don't harm him.
Bridge to bridge, road to bridge, road back to the road, if you want to find a springboard, you idiot, find someone else.
"boss."
"Hi boss."
"Boss, TVB called. The person who signed the contract the day after tomorrow will go to Jinling to sign the adaptation of "Winds and Rains" and make it a TV version."
There are currently only four people in the studio, a girl who works at the front desk and does daily cleaning, two experienced seniors from the publishing house, and a young man who is also a fan of his books.
He spent money to share his worries, whether it was work or life.
This is all the staff in his studio. His personal studio is very large, with three floors. These few people can't even fill one floor, but it is enough for now.
"Well, Lao Zhang, come to my office and talk.
It’s almost noon. Let’s finish the work at hand. I’ll treat you to lunch.”
"thank you boss."
“The boss is awesome.”
Qian Wen nodded and asked Zhang Guanghua, who was almost forty, to go into the office with him to discuss in detail.
His office is on the first floor. It was very hot today. As soon as he entered the office, he turned on the air conditioner.
Phew~
Exhale, this summer is extremely hot.
"sit."
Qian Wen asked Zhang Guanghua, who followed him, to sit down.
"Boss, the TV adaptation of the drama has been completed through many negotiations, and I'm just waiting for you, boss, to sign a contract with the other party.
This time TVB and the others came here mainly to fight for Qin Ji, and even The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty which has not yet been completed.
"The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" and "Xun Qin Ji", I have told them according to your wishes, boss, but they said they want to interview you, boss."
Qian Wen touched his chin and nodded. These martial arts novels are not only very popular in the mainland, but even more popular in Hong Kong. TV or film versions can bring huge benefits. He just wants to wait for Qin Ji. As for whether they are still there
The serialization of The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty is even less urgent.
"In this regard, I will interview the person in charge of TVB who comes to Jinling.
How is the recent serialization of Legend of Sword and Fairy?" Qian Wen asked.
"Boss, the Legend of Sword and Fairy serialized last month is different from your previous martial arts. Readers didn't accept it at first.
There is a lot of discussion among readers. Now that the story line is slowly unfolding, readers can't stop. The letters sent by readers of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" have increased from a few letters a day to hundreds of letters a day, all asking you, boss, to serialize more.
, and discuss the plot.
After we all screened, some of the letters were put together, and Miao Miao later brought them to the boss together with the letters from Shuanglong of the Tang Dynasty.
After you take a look and reply, we will mail them back with a small gift."
"Well, where's Harry Potter?"
Speaking of Harry Potter, it was not as smooth as his other books. He had no plans to publish them in the mainland, but Chang Xingyu took a copy and went back to read it.
With his intentional permission, Chang Xingyu serialized it in the campus publication in English.
The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. Gradually, his untranslated English version of Harry Potter became popular on campus.
Because it has never been translated into Chinese, it is difficult to gain popularity in the outside market. It is only limited to colleges and universities. However, it is slowly spreading from person to person in major universities. It is difficult to find a single issue of newspapers and periodicals serializing Harry Potter.
However, he only published the first volume. He did not serialize the second or third volumes that he had already written. However, he translated the first volume of Philosopher's Stone in his free time.
"Uh, boss.
The Harry Potter book is really difficult for me to operate and control. It was serialized directly in the campus publication and we were not directly involved.
However, judging from the piracy situation on the market, the response from major universities has been very high.
There are also many college students who got our address out of nowhere and sent us letters saying they wanted to read the following story line.
There was also a foreigner named Wilt Thomas who called and said he wanted to buy out the copyright to Harry Potter."
"Buy out the copyright of Harry Potter?" Qian Wen's lips raised as if he had heard some joke.
"Yes, that's what the other party said on the phone." Zhang Guanghua said.
"Do you know who the other party is?" Qian Wen asked.
Zhang Guanghua frowned and thought about it carefully, "I asked at that time.
The other party said that he is a foreign teacher from Huaqing and he is British. I even wrote down the other party's landline number. Boss, do you want to see it?"
"Oh, no."
Zhang Guanghua sat in the office for a while and then went out.
Soon, the front desk girl Zhi Miaomiao knocked on the door and came in holding a cardboard box.
"Are they all sent by book friends?" Qian Wen looked into the half-covered cardboard box.
"It's all." Miaomiao put down her things and took a breath. There were more than just letters inside.
"Thank you for your hard work. I'll order more of my favorite food later." Qian Wen said with a smile.
"Boss, you are so handsome."
Miaomiao winked at him teasingly, then gently opened the door and went out.
Qian Wen started to take the things in the carton.
His studio is small and very humane. As long as the work he is responsible for is done well, he doesn't have so many airs.
In addition to letters written by readers, the carton contains some books and small gifts.
The books are the books he published, Looking for Qin Ji, Turning Clouds and Rain, The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, which has not yet been serialized. I have flipped through it, and there are also pirated campus publications, which are the serialized issues of Harry Potter.
The small gift is given to him by the reader.
I looked through the small gifts and found that they were all very warm things.
A bright light flashed at the bottom of the box, and Qian Wen squinted and took a closer look.
"Oh~
A tough guy."
Qian Wen took out a shiny kitchen knife from the bottom of the box, with a cold light.
After bumping it, I found that the back of the knife was thick and the blade was open. It was a good knife.
Qian Wen looked at the attached letter again.
"The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty is very interesting, but the serialization is too slow. I offer you a sword made by my own hands. I hope that those who understand the current affairs will become heroes."
"Cough cough cough~"
Qian Wen coughed a few times, and in small scenes, a cute book friend would make fun of him from time to time.
Qian Wen bent down and opened the cabinet door on the left side of his desk. The moment he opened it, the office was immediately filled with flashes of swords and cold light, and the temperature dropped a bit.
The cabinet was already half full, including kitchen knives, daggers, fruit knives, small blades, and even a more than ten centimeters seppuku katana.
Qian Wenquan pretended he didn't see anything, put the kitchen knife he received this time in with a bang, and then closed the cabinet door.
Then continue to look at other gifts and letters.
The letters were screened by Lao Zhang and others. Qian Wen wrote a reply, organized it, and asked Miao Miao to mail it back later.
There are also books that were sent, not to him, but to be signed by him. Some readers also wrote in their letters some words of encouragement and blessing that they hoped he would write.
Like this one, "I hope Qiao Wuxia wishes me a speedy recovery and returns to school."
Qian Wen, “I wish Ningning a speedy recovery and getting better every day.
Go back to school, study hard, and make progress every day."
There are also people who want other blessings, and most of them want signatures.
After finishing all this, I looked at the time and saw it was past twelve o'clock.
When it's time to eat, I pick up the mailbox I've answered and push the door open to walk out of the office.
"Miaomiao, remember to mail these back."
Put the box on the desk and pat it.
"Okay boss." Miaomiao and others responded,
"Then let's go have lunch, have you thought about what to eat?" Qian Wen asked with a smile.
Soon, Qian Wen took the lead and several people went out.
They were talking and laughing, and discussing whether to kill the boss.
Ye Xiaolang, who was waiting a little dizzy at the door, got excited when he heard the voice, got up and ran towards Qian Wen.
After sitting for too long and getting up too hard, Ye Xiaolang felt dizzy after running a few steps, his vision went dark, and he knelt down in front of Qian Wen.
Qian Wen's eyes widened instantly. Is Ye Xiaolang so flexible and flexible?
"Old...boss." Miaomiao pulled his arm. What's going on?
The young girl surrendered directly to the boss.
Zhang Guanghua and others watched with great interest, feeling that there was some big gossip to read.
The boss is young and promising, and the girl is good-looking. Between the two of them...
Ye Xiaolang shook his head, his eyes regained clarity, his knees were hurting, he thought Qian Wen would be a gentleman in front of him to help her, so that she would not kneel in vain, so he took the opportunity to climb along the pole, and maybe she would achieve her goal.
But she never expected that the other party would take a step back and avoid her.
Before he opened his mouth, the delicate Ye Xiaolang felt angry. It was the first time he saw such an rude person.
The man next to her is not polite.
“Journalist Ye, I don’t accept this trick.
Also, it would be better for a girl to be more reserved." Qian Wen said seriously.
Ye Xiaolang gritted his teeth and got up, labeling Qian Wen in his heart as 'no gentleman'
"I'm sorry, Mr. Qiao, I accidentally tripped and didn't hit you." Ye Xiaolang showed a sweet smile hypocritically, as if he didn't hear Qian Wen's words.
"It's just a little bit close. Fortunately, I have good kung fu skills and can dodge quickly." Qian Wen said seriously.
On a hot day, under the scorching sun, Ye Xiaolang almost suffered from cerebral congestion.
'People say no!'
Qian Wen didn't care about Ye Xiaolang at all. He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was dinner time. He arrived a little late and there was no room in the restaurant.
"Don't be so rash in the future. That's me. If I were anyone else, I wouldn't be scared out of my mind by you."
After Qian Wen finished speaking, he waved to Zhang Guanghua, Miaomiao and the others and went to eat without waiting for Ye Xiaolang's reply.
Zhang Guanghua and the others could tell that something was wrong with their boss. The friendly boss was gone and he was more venomous than before.
They couldn't get involved in this matter. A few of them either lowered their heads or looked at the sky, passing by Ye Xiaolang. We didn't see anything, just eating and eating.
A breeze blew by, and Ye Xiaolang froze in place, feeling a little desolate in the hot weather.
He stomped his feet and gritted his teeth, "Who are these people!"
Then, turn around and catch up.
She had suffered all the losses. If she didn't win the opponent, she would not be in vain.
She didn't believe that there were people she couldn't win.
Qian Wen led a few people into the restaurant on the street, where nearly half of the diners were already seated.
Under the guidance of the waiter, we found a place with few people in the hall and sat down.
The menu was handed to Miaomiao next to him, "Take turns and order whatever you like. You're welcome. Just order as much as you want. Don't waste it."
"Thank you boss, then I'm welcome.
Hello, give me a squirrel mandarin fish for Qi Wen."
Miaomiao ordered a dish and handed the menu to Qi Wen beside her, the strong young man in the unit.
"Buddha's Hand Sea Cucumber."
“Fried crab.”
“Shrimp and winter melon soup.”
The menu went around in a circle and returned to Qian Wen's hand.
He ordered two dishes,
"This is steamed fresh abalone with minced garlic, and this is assorted vegetables, that's all."
While Qian Wen was ordering, Ye Xiaolang also entered the restaurant, found a seat where he could see them, and sat down.
"Boss, here you come." Zhang Guanghua happened to be facing Ye Xiaolang and signaled.
"Don't worry, just eat from us.
The old rule is, don't drink at noon, order your own staple food and drinks." Qian Wen didn't pay attention to Ye Xiaolang.
If you want to follow him without leaving, just follow him. How can he break the opponent's legs and suffer some hardships? Then he will naturally retreat.
Qian Wen was laughing and eating seafood, while Ye Xiaolang was frowning and rubbing his knees while eating braised noodles.
He glared at Qian Wen, hating the joy there, thinking about the little savings he had in his hands, as he had just broken up with his partner and had no one to take the initiative to pay.
When Qian Wen and the others were about to finish eating, Ye Xiaolang, who had been paying attention to them, walked to the counter with his head lowered.
“How much is table five?”
"Miss, the total for table five is one hundred and forty-three yuan."
"Ah, there are so many, what did they eat?" Ye Xiaolang exclaimed, covering his mouth hurriedly, and took a careful look at Qian Wen. Seeing that no one was looking at her, he breathed a sigh of relief.
She wanted the other party to be soft-spoken about her. Aren't all literati very aloof? She didn't believe him and treated her badly.
"Miss, do you still want to pay?"
Ye Xiaolang shook his wallet, it was too much.
But for so many years, she was able to win over a great writer that the whole newspaper had been unable to win. This would definitely impress the leaders and entrust them with important tasks.
Weigh the pros and cons.
"I can't bear to let my child catch the wolf, so I'll pay!"
Ye Xiaolang emptied all the money in his wallet before he could pay the bill.
She clutched her chest and clung to the counter, her heart aching.
When had she ever spent so much money on others, yet she was so indifferent to herself?
In the past, others were always courteous to her, but at this moment she was depressed and hoped to take down that bastard.
"Miss, that's not enough." The waiter at the checkout counter whispered.
Ye Xiaolang's eyes bulged and he trembled, "Isn't it one hundred and forty-three?"
"Yes, but that's table number five. You ordered braised noodles and stir-fried pork, but I haven't paid yet."
Ye Xiaolang subconsciously looked at his wallet, which was empty except for one dollar in his hand.
At this moment, she felt like the sky was falling apart, and she collapsed and said, "I ordered so many big dishes, but a restaurant as big as yours can't give me two dishes!"
You know, your hotel can only prosper if your customers are kind."
The waiter was embarrassed, "I'm sorry, miss.
I'm just working."
Ye Xiaolang took a deep breath and took out his work permit.
"I am from Jinling Daily, and I will definitely not give you money.
I paid more than one hundred yuan, so if you don’t miss this few yuan, how about I send it to you tomorrow."
"Miss, I'm just a part-time worker. I'm really sorry."
"Then come to your boss and I'll talk to him."
"I'm sorry, Miss..."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what else can you say besides being embarrassed.
I can eat the Overlord meal, I paid more than 100 yuan, I can still give you a few dollars, everyone is in emergency sometimes..."
The argument suddenly became louder, and Ye Xiaolang kept his voice down, but the little waitress was so aggrieved that she almost shed tears. How could she, a part-time worker, make the decision? She was the one who paid for the credit.
At this time, Qian Wen and others came over to pay the bill.
The little girl felt aggrieved and was about to go find her boss.
"Check out." Qian Wen said. He saw Ye Xiaolang but ignored him.
The little girl glanced at him and pursed her lips, "The lady at table five has already settled."
Ye Xiaolang also put on what he thought was a friendly smile on his face and looked at Qian Wen, "Mr. Qiao, we may have had a misunderstanding just now. This meal will be my apology. I hope you can give me a chance."
Hearing this, Qian Wen looked Ye Xiaolang up and down and said, 'He is a good person, capable of bending and stretching.'
It's a pity that he knows who the other person is, and he doesn't get along with him, so he gets bored when they meet him, and he can't get along with him or her.
"Thank you, Reporter Ye."
Qian Wen nodded, having had enough wine and food, and was rarely polite to Ye Xiaolang.
Hearing this, Ye Xiaolang was moved by his hard work at this moment.
Thinking that the other party has been softened by you, you are about to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.
Qian Wen's next words were pushed back by her, "It's getting late, goodbye."
Her blood surged.
'Can you be a human being?'
Qian Wen actually nodded and turned towards the door.
Zhang Guanghua and others, you looked at me, I looked at you, and then hurriedly followed their boss.
I just feel like I have discovered a new world.
"The boss is too cruel."
"Did that woman offend the boss?"
Several people followed behind, whispering in low voices.
Ye Xiaolang was abandoned by Qian Wen again, and she ended up with a thankless end.
"Miss, do you still need me to call you boss?"
The little girl checking out felt that the air was a little oppressive, she shrank her neck and asked in a low voice.
Ye Xiaolang smiled ferociously, "I'm sorry, please call."
The little girl was startled and nodded hurriedly.
Pa~
"Our boss paid for this lady's account." Zhang Guanghua returned and took a picture of Zhang Da Yuan standing on the counter.
Ye Xiaolang was stunned for a moment, with a ferocious smile still hanging on his face. His mind was stuck for a moment, and all he asked was hello, 'What's going on?'
Zhang Guanghua looked at Ye Xiaolang and frowned slightly when he saw how ugly the other person's face was at this moment. "My boss said, you treat him a meal and he treats you a meal. We don't owe each other anything."
After saying that, Zhang Guanghua turned and left.
But Ye Xiaolang was angry.
"Not a human being, my one hundred and four!"
"Miss, your money."
The girl at the counter timidly asked for money, but Ye Xiaolang casually loaded up the money and chased her out.
She didn't want to do the interview at this moment, she just wanted to ask why she was being bullied. She, Ye Xiaolang, came to Jinling alone and was not someone to be bullied.
At the entrance of the studio, Qian Wen and Zhang Guanghua gave a few instructions and asked them to go back. He had already mounted his motorcycle and was ready to leave.
Ye Xiaolang rushed forward violently, blocking his path with his arms.
There was a sudden brake.
Qian Wen looked at the indignant Ye Xiaolang standing in front of him and said, "You're crazy."
