I had a sweet dream of exercising with Yang Cai'e all night.
After waking up, Zhao Cheng was still full of energy and led the decoration team to Xu An's manor in northern Sichuan.
Looking at the splendid decoration and luxurious furniture, the leader of the decoration team was confused and asked weakly: "Xiao Xiangye, how should I change this..."
Zhao Cheng was actually stunned. He didn't expect such a big change from the last time he came.
How much money did Xu An spend here?
There are so many Marquises of Jingguo, is his family so rich?
How much corruption is required?
Everyone was invited, so Zhao Cheng naturally couldn't save his face. He pointed at the yard in front of him and said sternly: "Corruption! Degeneration! Vulgarity! These are not what I want. I want to keep a low profile, do you understand?"
The decoration leader asked: "What do you mean by low-key?"
"It's not obvious that I have money, but the things should be of good quality, practical, and last a long time, and then the cost should be kept to a minimum!"
"Would you like to ask another company?"
"underestimate me?"
"Don't dare!! It's just that... brothers all have to eat..."
Zhao Cheng gave the decoration leader a kick and shouted: "You can go ahead and do it, there is no shortage of money! Just... stop touching the interior. If it is vulgar, just be vulgar. Help me repair this yard and make it more elegant and refined.
, a bit more bookish..."
"Understood! What is your budget?"
"My budget is the same as my bottom line as a human being. Use some snacks and go for it!"
"Okay, little Prime Minister!!!"
Hearing this, the decoration leader suddenly beamed with joy, shouted excitedly, and ran towards the workers excitedly.
"Brothers, we have a big job!!!"
"Do you deserve to be so happy?" When Zhao Cheng was complaining, Zhao Wu hurried over and said, "Master, there is a lot of trouble in the bookstore. Dong Hua hopes you can go there!"
The bookstore has been busy for a day or two. Zhao Cheng had already expected that something would go wrong, but there were too many things to do and there were too few people around him who could delegate authority to take care of things, so he kept putting it off.
After all, there are too few helpers like Zheng Hongxiu and Dong Hua.
Zhao Wu...it's okay to fight, but if he's in charge...it would be a blessing if he could control his temper.
The bookstore is located in southern Sichuan, in two directions from the manor. It was already noon when Zhao Cheng arrived.
A courtyard house has nine rooms, not counting the kitchen and latrines, and each room is filled with manuscripts.
There were about ten men and women, all writing furiously behind the table.
There were also several people who had been reviewing the manuscript, and they were so focused that Zhao Cheng didn't notice when he came in.
Dong Hua walked towards Zhao Cheng, his brows furrowed.
Zhao Cheng asked: "What's going on?"
"The two emotional authors have been comforted and can continue after two days of rest. However, Cao Bichang's depression is very serious and he must stop, otherwise it will be very dangerous..."
Zhao Cheng took a deep breath. This Cao Bichang is the female writer he focuses on cultivating. The current serialization of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" has been completed. It has almost sold out in Yanchuan and surrounding cities. There are even people in Changsui, the capital of the west.
sought after.
Zhao Cheng plans to tell her the story of "Seven Fairies" as her new serial work, so that she can continue to work hard and reach a higher level.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong at this time.
"I haven't talked to her for a long time, why is it so serious?"
Zhao Cheng thought for a moment and asked, "Do you know the reason?"
Dong Hua said: "I immersed myself in the story, thinking that I was Zhu Yingtai and turned into a butterfly together with Liang Shanbo. When I went to find her in the morning, she was still talking to the air about two butterflies flying.
Ah, fly into the flowers..."
Zhao Cheng: "..."
"She's playing with two butterflies flying?"
Zhao Cheng shook his head and said: "Forget it, you can't force this kind of thing. Give his family more money and he can stop working, but people can't just be ruined."
Dong Hua nodded and asked: "But the publicity for Cao Bichang's new work has been released, how will we end it?"
"Why should we close it? If it's popular, we need to strike while the iron is hot. You can find someone to write it in the next few days."
Dong Hua was a little embarrassed and said: "Master, actually I have been looking for you for several days, but there is nothing suitable...otherwise I wouldn't let you come here."
"If I tell them, they can't write well?" Zhao Cheng was angry.
Dong Hua said weakly: "In addition to talent, this kind of thing also requires true love..."
Zhao Cheng restrained his emotions and knew that what Dong Hua said was right. In his previous life, he had also read online novels and knew that some people really relied on their talents to make a living, while others endured hardships and could do as much as others in three days a day.
It’s just a tentacle monster!
But why endure hardship? Is it really just to make money?
No, there must be love in it.
Zhao Cheng clasped his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in the yard.
Suddenly, he saw a wooden barrel under a tree in the yard, and then the scene of seeing Yang Cai'e bathing in the barrel last night came to his mind.
Cai'e is so beautiful...
Damn! What was I thinking?
At work!
Work!!
No fishing allowed!!
Zhao Cheng felt ashamed of his distraction, accelerated his pace, and suddenly froze.
Isn't she a fan of Jin Daxia?
Didn't Dong Hua always say that her sister was talented?
"Yes!" Zhao Cheng immediately turned back and stared at Dong Hua. Dong Hua was frightened by this look.
Dong Hua said: "Master, you said, this slave is still young..."
…
On the way back to Youxiang Mansion.
"Master, do you really want to find my sister?"
"What, do you have an idea?"
"It's too late for me to be happy!" Dong Hua said sincerely: "My sister has been smarter than me since she was a child, especially reading and writing are a hundred times better than me! I feel like falling asleep when I read a book, but my sister can read at night by holding a candle!"
"Don't talk about yourself like that. You sisters each have your own strengths."
"Ah? Master, I also have strengths, what are they?"
Zhao Cheng thought for a while, and according to Dong Hua's description...Yang Cai'e is the kind of literary young man, the kind of elite who can make content with peace of mind, while Dong Hua is a corporate gold collar who is good at communication and management.
"Take care of people! Look, you are about to take care of your sister."
"Hehe!!" Dong Hua smiled from ear to ear.
The two returned home to find Yang Cai'e. When they heard that they were being assigned a job, Yang Cai'e's first reaction was to shake her head.
This made Zhao Cheng a little confused and asked: "You don't have to be a maid, isn't it good to have a job of your own?"
Yang Cai'e shook her head like a rattle.
Dong Hua was also surprised and asked: "Sister, why?"
Yang Cai'e hesitated for a long time, then lowered her head and said: "I don't want to go to a brothel..."