Oriental Newspaper House.

"Mr. Huo, please come with me. Liu Weidong smiled and said to Huo Yaowen, his tone a little more respectful and admiring than before.

"Liu Sheng, please. ”

Huo Yaowen smiled and waved his hand, and followed Liu Weidong towards Li Daoguang's office.

When he arrived at the door, Liu Weidong stood outside and watched Huo Yaowen enter, and couldn't help but think of the scene of meeting Huo Yaowen for the first time, and vaguely remembered that it was an afternoon. Unexpectedly, in less than two years, Fok Yiuwen has become a well-known writer in Hong Kong, and he was appointed as a Justice of the Peace by the Governor, which is really a change in the world.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Li Daoguang looked up, and after seeing who was coming, he immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Huo, why are you here?" ”

Huo Yaowen raised the briefcase he was carrying in his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't this afraid that Editor-in-Chief Li will rush over, so I will hurry over and give you the rest of the manuscript." ”

"No hurry, no hurry. Li Daoguang said that he was not in a hurry, but the speed of receiving the manuscript was also very fast, who made the Oriental Daily stop updating "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" for a week.

Hastily glanced at the content on the manuscript, ten lines at a glance, and soon Li Daoguang finished reading the follow-up tens of thousands of words, and when he put his eyes on the "postscript", he looked at Huo Yaowen who was sitting in front of him in surprise, and said in surprise: "Did Mr. Huo say that there is a follow-up?"

"It's gone. ”

Huo Yaowen shook his head: "The Ghost Blowing Lantern trilogy has officially come to an end, as for whether Huo Yingying will be written in the future, I don't know this." Maybe it's like Mr. Cha's Condor trilogy, just let him be a less important supporting role. ”

"That's a pity, but I still hope that Mr. Huo will continue to write. Li Daoguang suddenly sighed.

Huo Yaowen laughed and said: "Editor-in-chief Li wants me to continue writing, I'm afraid it's also to keep the newspaper serialized, hahaha......"

"Mr. Huo said he laughed..."

Li Daoguang smiled and said with some sadness: "It's not that it's for serialization in the newspaper, but I really like this book and don't want it to end like this." Since the inception of Oriental Daily, Mr. Huo, your ghost blowing lamp has been serialized on this so far, and I have come to urge the manuscript every time, so calmly finished, and my heart feels empty. ”

"Editor-in-Chief Li is quite sentimental. Huo Yaowen deeply understands that when he writes the afterword, he feels that something is missing, but after the writing is completed, the story may not end.

Li Daoguang laughed heartily and said, "Haha...... Let Mr. Huo see the joke. In this way, in order to celebrate the end of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", I will set up two tables in the restaurant next to it. ”

Huo Yaowen politely refused: "Just set up the banquet, I still have something to do at noon, so I won't bother Editor-in-Chief Li much." ”

Seeing that he couldn't invite guests, Li Daoguang hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Since Mr. Huo has something to do, I won't delay you to be busy." It's just that after the end of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", does Mr. Huo have any new books to publish?"

Huo Yaowen didn't think about it, and directly opened his mouth to refuse: "Not for the time being, I've been busy writing books recently, and I don't have time to take a break. ”

"Okay Mr. Huo, but if there is a new book in the future, you must consider our newspaper, you can rest assured that the manuscript fee must be the highest in Hong Kong." Li Daoguang couldn't see it, but he didn't press it, and he thought that he would come to the door next time to ask for a new book.

Huo Yaowen said: "Let's settle my manuscript fee first, and I'll talk about the manuscript fee for the next book next time." ”

"Haha, okay, I'll let the finance department send it. Li Daoguang laughed a few times, picked up the phone on the table, dialed the financial side, and asked him to send someone over to settle the manuscript fee.

Huo Yaowen came to the newspaper office of Oriental Daily, not on purpose, but just on the way, so he brought the manuscript that the ghost blows the lamp has finished, as for the little manuscript of "Datang" written in the past few days, he did not send it over, who let Ming Pao be in the east of Hong Kong Island, and he had to cross the sea in the past, which was too troublesome, so he simply directly informed the people of Ming Pao to come to his house tomorrow to pick it up.

After settling the manuscript fee from the Oriental Daily, Huo Yaowen drove straight to Kowloon Dana on Shanghai Street, visited his grandfather Huo Zongming's family, and helped Huo Xiufen send a few spring and summer clothes she bought for her third uncle, Huo Chengguang.

I had a meal at my grandfather's house at noon, and I went straight home to prepare to write a book, and the morning passed like this.

But the world is unpredictable, I didn't want to cross the sea to Hong Kong Island, but Yao Wenjie made an urgent call, so Huo Yaowen had to drive a car to Hong Kong Island by ferry.

...

Stan Hang Street, Central, Luk Yu Tea Room.

Huo Yaowen hurried over, and walked to a table by the window under the guidance of the waiter, he saw Yao Wenjie sitting there alone, and couldn't help but quip: "Editor-in-chief Yao is in such a hurry to find me over, he doesn't want to ask me to come for tea, right?"

"Drinking tea is just part of it, I don't know if you remember the last time I told you to recommend a candidate for editor-in-chief of HKU Press?" asked Yao Wenjie.

Huo Yaowen thought for a while and said, "You mean Mr. Yan, you asked him out today?"

"Well, but it's not me who made an appointment, it's me who he dated. A few days ago, after I told the chairman about this, I personally went to visit Qingshu's home, but who knew that Qingshu's family said that he had gone out to visit friends, so I left my business card and left......"

At this time, the waiter came over with a brewed teapot, Yao Wenjie took the teapot, picked up the two clean cups on the table, and continued to say while pouring tea: "... Later, there were more things in the company, and I wanted to go again after being busy for the past two days, but at about 12 o'clock at noon today, he called the company and asked me to drink tea at Lu Yu Tea Room at 2 o'clock this afternoon. ”

Huo Yaowen took the teacup and thanked him, and asked curiously: "You told his family about inviting Mr. Yan to be the editor-in-chief of the HKU Press?"

"No, I haven't even seen his face, how can I tell his family about this!" Yao Wenjie shook his head again and again, remembering the phone call at noon, and said suspiciously: "Although Qingshu didn't say what he was asking me to come out for tea, but listening to his tone, it seems that he wants to introduce someone to me, and it seems that he wants to publish books in our company." ”

Before Huo Yaowen could continue to ask Yan Qingshu who the person he wanted to introduce was, he heard a hearty laugh ringing in his ears: "Wen Jie, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm too late, so I'm not in a hurry, right?!"

Yao Wenjie heard the voice, looked back, and saw Yan Qingshu coming towards him, stood up and shook hands and greeted: "Brother Qingshu, you asked me to wait, how can I wait here longer." ”

"Haha, isn't this going to pick up someone? ”

After that, Yan Qingshu smiled and introduced the old man in a suit who looked a little old beside him: "Wen Jie, do you still know this." ”

Yao Wenjie looked at it and was immediately stunned: "Bao... Mr. Bao!"

Bao Tian smiled and said kindly: "Wen Jie hasn't seen him for many years, I don't know if it's okay?"

"Okay, good, good!" Yao Wenjie was excited, he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to see Bao Tianxiao again in his life.

Yan Qingshu looked at Huo Yaowen curiously and asked, "Who is Wen Jie?"

Yao Wenjie introduced: "Oh, Brother Qingshu, Mr. Bao, let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Huo Yaowen, the chairman of our Yaowen Book Publishing Company. ”

Without waiting for Yao Wenjie to continue, Bao Tianxiao's eyes lit up, and he happily stepped forward and stretched out his hand and said: "I have long heard that Hong Kong has produced a young talent in the past two years. ”

Yao Wenjie was afraid that Huo Yaowen didn't know him, so he hurriedly said: "Chairman, this is Mr. Bao Tianxiao Bao, who is known as the Holy Hand of the Mandarin Duck Butterfly Sect. ”

Bao Tian laughs!

Huo Yaowen's heart was like a stormy sea, and he never expected that the old man in front of him was actually Bao Tianxiao, the author of "Shanghai Spring and Autumn".

You must know that Bao Tianxiao is a person of the same era as Tan Si, if I remember correctly, calculate the time, Mr. Bao is at least ninety years old, but looking at today's spiritual head, it seems that he is quite sufficient, not at all like a ninety-year-old man.

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