Chapter 294: The Layman

Zhao Liang left, and Yang Xiuyuan also got up and left the company.

The people in the company are used to it, Mr. Yang sends Mr. Qu to work every day, how greasy is this?

It was okay in the morning, and I didn't want to go to the Idol Academy, so I went to the secret base.

Zhang Anping's private restaurant.

On WeChat, Yang Xiuyuan sent a WeChat message to Zhang Anping.

"Uncle Zhang, are you in the store?"

"Yes, but you'll have to wait for me for half an hour. ”

Yang Xiuyuan understood, which meant that there were people who needed half an hour to get rid of them.

There is no shortage of people on Zhang Anping's side, if he is open and unrestricted, there will be an endless stream.

As the age goes up, they all want to return to simplicity, and this chef's cooking mode of small dishes is very lethal to middle-aged people.

And Zhang Anping himself is also a person with energy, hundreds of millions.

There are three or four houses here in Pengcheng, so such a person cooks for you, does it feel a sense of accomplishment?

Drive from here and drive slower, half an hour is almost just right.

Driving downstairs, Yang Xiuyuan deliberately waited for a while before going up.

"What, there's a beautiful woman?"

There were still confiscated water cups on the table, and Yang Xiuyuan said with a smile.

Zhang Anping smiled: "A friend, do you want to eat?"

"No, it's just one person at home, come and sit here. ”

Yang Xiuyuan took out the computer while sitting down, he is now a bit of a literary youth.

You can take out your computer and write anywhere, just like before.

But instead of writing, he used to work.

Writing a script is a bit interesting, and if it's always in one place, a lot of times you get into trouble.

I can't imagine different people, different experiences, different souls, and the more I write, the more I can't write.

Zhang Anping came over with a cup of coffee and put it on the table in front of Yang Xiuyuan.

"Thank you. ”

"Write a song or a script?" Zhang Anping asked.

This is not the first time that Yang Xiuyuan has come over and didn't eat, just to sit, so Zhang Anping knows Yang Xiuyuan's habits.

"Script. Yang Xiuyuan replied, and then remembered something: "What about you, don't you also write things on weekdays?"

Zhang Anping sat opposite Yang Xiuyuan: "The official account is similar to a diary. ”

"Diary?"

"What you see, what you hear, what you think. ”

"So you got a small private restaurant?"

Zhang Anping nodded and took a sip of coffee: "Cooking is my old job, and I just want to try writing things, but I didn't expect this to be three or four years old." ”

Zhang Anping took out his mobile phone as he spoke, opened WeChat, swiped a few times, and handed it to Yang Xiuyuan.

The name of the official account is particularly simple.

Anping Diary.

There are more than 50,000 followers, and the number of reads of each article is about 5,000, and there is also income.

The income is the tip income, and the average daily income is two thousand, which can be seen in this background.

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, the invisible king, you also have a little fifty or sixty thousand a month, and the tea money is here. ”

This is the first time Zhang Anping has shown others a "kingdom" he runs in private, many people know that he writes, but they don't know what to write, and even if they do, they haven't seen his background data.

This is also a kind of potential difference, and most of the people who come to eat here are in a state of visiting.

Born a little shorter.

Yang Xiuyuan is different, now Yang Xiuyuan is the person with the largest identity among the people who have appeared here in Zhang Anping.

And it's familiar.

"Haha, hobby, in fact, at our age, most of them are teapot dumplings, and they can't pour out the goods. ”

Yang Xiuyuan looked at it, it was indeed quite powerful.

He knows that many writers have official accounts and their incomes are not low, but he didn't expect Zhang Anping to do it in private, and he did it well.

"Do you know Pei Zhixin?"

"Our Pengcheng?"

Yang Xiuyuan nodded.

"I've heard of it. ”

"He told me before, don't underestimate anyone in their forties. ”

Yang Xiuyuan's words were in Zhang Anping's ears, and he was a compliment, and he looked up slightly.

The current Yang Xiuyuan is not the previous Yang Xiuyuan.

"Don't, I'll just mess around on my own, I can't get on the stage, Pei is always the big brother in the circle, and he also operated a listed company last year, and now he has retired. ”

Yang Xiuyuan knew that Pei Zhixin was the leading brother of Yang Xiuyuan's crowdfunding speculation.

Last year, he operated a listed company, which belongs to a capital player, and he is not doing this for a reason, he just wants to do it, and then he is paving the way for his own son.

In today's society, why is there still a so-called "big brother"?

That's what others agree with.

It is to be able to do things and take a group of people to profit.

I have to admit that Yang Xiuyuan's crowdfunding and house speculation was also followed by Pei Zhixin to pick up soup and drink.

Such a person is full of personality charm, and the people around him are truly convinced of him.

Including what Yang Xiuyuan did later, it is all effective imitation.

Give Zhou Zi'an works, let the people around him profit, and extract himself from fame and fortune.

This is a kind of realm, people are born with a pair of skins, and when they leave, they are just a pair of skins.

"You like to cook, and you like to listen to stories, and most of those stories are written into stories?"

Zhang Anping nodded: "Processed, of course, I won't write about you, the people I wrote have said in advance, I just think it's a little wonderful, come to me more or less a threshold, when we met, I just thought you were very special, too busy, people at your level, most of them stopped, even if they didn't stop, they wouldn't force themselves so tightly, we also mentioned you in a private chat, saying that you don't know the affairs of the world, and it's stupid to make money." ”

Talking about Zhang Anping, he was happy, at that time, Yang Xiuyuan was still a stuffy gourd.

Go out together, eat, bring a computer, and check on work from time to time.

Many girls like it, but Yang Xiuyuan just ignores them.

Some friends said that this person would either become a big deal or be killed by a girl.

In the eyes of friends, Yang Xiuyuan is Tang monk meat, many people want to eat it, but they are afraid, afraid that he will be unhappy, there will always be a person who is not afraid of his displeasure, and that person has a way to govern him.

As a result, the previous sentence was answered, and it became a big thing.

Yang Xiuyuan thought back, did he escape the high probability?

Actually, no.

His current achievements are God's best.

If a grassroots wants to rise to the top in a short time, it is not possible to do his duty, so he speculates in houses, makes red wine, and makes fitness meals.

But this can't escape the high probability, there is a chance of thousands of collapses, and once it collapses, it will be gone.

Unless content is always happy.

Yang Xiuyuan dipped his finger in a little coffee and drew two dots on the table.

"We were like these two points at the beginning, from here to the end, straight lines, but no straight lines, the space we thought about was not the same as the space we experienced, the connection between points and points was not a straight line, but a curve, and we all ended up walking curves. ”

Zhang Anping erased another point: "There are two kinds of people in this world, one is to walk the curve, but the two points are connected, and the other is to walk and walk on the other side of the point is gone." ”

Yang Xiuyuan spread his hands, and the two Wenqing got together, these are the marginal words.

Zhang Anping got up and didn't bother Yang Xiuyuan.

He has seen through a lot of things in his life, and chatting is taboo.

Money power color....

Why are many people willing to chat with him, and what he writes is also read by so many people, it is strong enough, that is, vulgar and true.

There are many things you can't say to your friends, and he has no restrictions here.

They are people who have seen through life and then live hot, so it is more natural to get along.