Due to the exposure of income, Ding He's plan to learn to drive can only be temporarily put on hold. Downstairs for several days, there were reporters squatting, wanting to get first-hand interviews.

Ding He has been staying at home for the past few days and has not gone out. Every day, in addition to eating and live broadcasting, I am left in a daze and sleeping, and my body is about to rust.

"I want to fly higher......" Ding He was just about to eat breakfast when his mobile phone rang.

The mobile phone has been set up, and the unfamiliar number refuses to be answered, and the one who can get through must know it. Ding He got up and took the mobile phone, looked at it, and found that it was the phone number of the editor-in-chief of children's literature Wu.

"Hey, Mr. Ding He?" said Editor-in-Chief Wu with a smile.

"Yes, it's me! Editor-in-Chief Wu hasn't been in touch for a long time, is there anything wrong?" Ding He was very curious, "Niuniu's Fairy Tale World" had already been delivered, was there anything wrong?

Editor-in-chief Wu said politely to Ding He: "Congratulations, Mr. Ding, the album is a big hit! My daughter is also a fan of yours, and she bought the album at home, and I listened to it really well!"

"You have won the prize!" Ding He also said politely.

"This call is mainly a matter of publishing!" Editor-in-chief Wu returned to the topic and said to Ding He, "The compilation of the first draft has been completed, and there are three volumes: the first, middle, and second. I've already recorded the video, and I'll send it to your email when the time comes, you can take a look, what's the problem!"

Ding He was also a little excited when he heard that the first draft was completed, this was his first published book. came back to his senses and said to Editor-in-Chief Wu: "Okay, I'll take a look as soon as possible!"

"There is one more thing, about publishing publicity!" Editor-in-Chief Wu said with some embarrassment, "The meaning of the publishing house is that I want to rub off on your popularity, and you are in the limelight now!"

When Ding He heard this, he subconsciously wanted to refuse, and said directly: "Forget this!"

When Editor-in-Chief Wu heard Ding He's refusal, he was a little reluctant and continued to persuade: "No, Mr. Ding, although the quality of "Niuniu's Fairy Tale World" is first-class, packaging publicity is also indispensable!"

Ding He said with some displeasure: "Then there's no need to use me to hype!"

"Mr. Ding, listen to me, although you are in the limelight now, it is only the appearance!" Editor-in-Chief Wu said with a serious analysis, "Society is a vanity fair, although your income exceeds 100 million, but your fame and prestige still can't match! If you use this fairy tale and have the identity of a well-known children's literature writer, you can avoid a lot of trouble! The pen is also very useful!"

Ding He's refusal came to his mouth and swallowed it back. After listening to the introduction of Editor-in-Chief Wu, Ding He felt that there was indeed some truth.

Children's literature writer, this title, compared to the anchor, is still more formal. The harassment of those usury and foundations should have some effect.

Ding He weighed it in his heart, and was thinking about it, when a spiritual light flashed through his mind. Children's Literature, Foundation, UNICEF.

After organizing it, Ding He said with great interest: "Editor-in-chief Wu, I have an idea! At the end of each book, add some photos!"

Editor-in-Chief Wu listened to Ding He's words, and his first reaction was to refuse: "This is not necessary! We have added illustrations to increase the visual sense of fairy tales!

Editor-in-chief Wu can become, the editor-in-chief of Huaxia Children's Literature Publishing House, there must be a few brushes. In fact, in his work, Editor-in-Chief Wu is a dictator and rarely listens to other people's opinions. Regarding Ding He's suggestion, Editor-in-Chief Zhu subconsciously resisted.

"No, you listen to me!" Ding He was influenced by Wu's editor-in-chief's "concept of fame and fortune" and was ready to play big, "You also know that the album is a big hit, I have made a lot of money, and I am ready to set up one, the Welfare Children's Education Foundation, and invest 1,000 ...... No, thirty million!"

"Is the Foundation related to this book?" the editor-in-chief Wu still didn't grasp the key and asked suspiciously.

"I plan to add some touching moments of welfare children at the end of the three books to encourage everyone to pay attention to welfare children!" Ding He was full of inspiration, and introduced to Editor-in-Chief Wu, "At the same time, for every one of my books sold, I will donate a dollar to the foundation!"

"Welfare children, fairy tales, donate ......" Editor-in-chief Wu listened to Ding He's idea, felt that it was highly feasible, and said after a while, "The idea is very creative! But I can't make the decision on this, I will inform the president as soon as possible." ”

In order to achieve his goal, Ding He did not hesitate to faintly threaten: "My album is a big hit, and I also want to become a publishing house to publish some of my own books!" But it is more meaningful for the foundation to better help children in need." ”

Editor-in-Chief Wu of course understood Ding He's voiceover, so he promised: "Mr. Ding, rest assured, this idea is very good, and I will definitely convince the president." ”

"Then look forward to the good news from Editor-in-Chief Wu!" Ding He responded with a smile.

Hung up the phone, Ding He logged in to the mailbox and saw the email from Editor-in-Chief Wu. Opened the mail, is a video, filmed in three beautiful volumes.

The three volumes are beautifully packaged and printed on good paper, with some illustrations. Ding He looked at the cover emphatically, especially when he saw Niuniu's fairy tale world, the author's name in the lower right corner, and slowly felt a sense of achievement. This is my first published paper book, and it is very memorable.

"Don't look at it, it's either a phone call, or a phone look! It's cold!" the mother nagged at Ding He.

Ding He's father looked at his son and asked seriously: "What you said just now is true?

"Of course, Dad!" Ding He put down his mobile phone, came to the dining table, and picked up his chopsticks as he spoke.

Ding He's mother was also a little confused, and said tangledly: "Son, that's 30 million?"

"Dad, Mom! You can't say that!" Ding He put down his chopsticks and explained seriously, "Thirty million is not much! Those welfare children really need care! Just like I said the children, Niu Niu, Da Miao, they are in the welfare home, and life is really hard!"

Ding He said, recalling the first time he went to the welfare home and saw the children. Their wishes are really simple, they want to eat cake and have a new dress, but they are difficult to satisfy, after all, they are welfare institutions, they have no income, and they all rely on government grants.

"That's right! Have money to do good deeds! Dad supports!" Ding He's father was quickly convinced.

Ding He's mother also nodded, and echoed: "Money comes too easily, it feels like a dream! If you do good deeds, you should do good deeds and accumulate virtue!"

"That's right!" Ding He heard his parents' consent, let go of his worries, and began to eat breakfast.

The mother watched Ding He gobble up, and said with a smile: "Slow down, don't worry! I'll serve you some more hot in the pot!"

Just after eating, Editor Wu's call also arrived, and the efficiency was really high.