"You want Xiao Wang?" Wang Lijian suddenly became interested, "Why do you want him?"

Zhuang Yan smiled: "I think the young man is very good, honest and reliable, besides, he is your assistant, and his ability must be passable." ”

This is just a pretext, in fact, Zhuang Yan thought that Wang Yuanshan was Wang Lijian's son, so he just wanted to tease Wang Lijian, he didn't think that Wang Lijian would send Wang Yuanshan to him as a writer's agent.

Wang Lijian nodded, "Xiao Wang, this kid's ability is actually a little lacking, but it's true that he is honest and reliable, this kid has a pure heart, and he is down-to-earth, although there are no bright spots, but there will be no moths." ”

Yo, his evaluation of his son is quite pertinent, Zhuang Yan can hear that Wang Lijian is not modest, he does think so Wang Yuanshan. It's hard for a father to admit that his son can't do things, to be honest.

But then Wang Lijian's words made Zhuang Yan a little confused, and he only heard him say, "It's not bad for Xiao Wang to go to you, I have always wanted to transfer him to a position, but I never thought that it would be good to transfer to any position, you said this, I thought about it, and it is not bad to let him go to your side to do things." ”

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, this is not right, Lao Wang is going to send Xiao Wang to himself? Isn't it to keep him in the company to hone his skills, and wait until he has the opportunity to inherit the throne in the future?

For Wang Yuanshan, Wang Lijian's evaluation is right, he has a pure heart, but as an assistant, he lacks some eyesight and exquisiteness.

It's no longer good to be an assistant, and it's even worse to be a writer's agent. Zhuang Yan still remembers the first time he talked to Xiao Wang about publishing, the other party was completely a rookie, a rookie who was more rookie than himself, let him be his agent, and the publisher would talk about everything to him in the future, Zhuang Yan was really not at ease.

Wang Lijian saw that Zhuang Yan was silent, and asked suspiciously, "What, don't you want Xiao Wang? I'll just give it to you, are you so happy?"

Zhuang Yan really wanted to ask Wang Lijian why he didn't even want his son, but he couldn't ask this anyway, so he could only cough embarrassedly and said perfunctorily: "Forget it, after all, it's your assistant, and I don't want to dig it up." ”

Wang Lijian smiled, "You still have this awareness, but Xiao Wang is really not suitable to be an agent, if you really want him, you can let him follow you to deal with some chores, he is still competent." ”

Zhuang Yan waved his hand again and again, "Forget it, I'm not as good as you, I'm an idler, how can I be busy with any chores." ”

Wang Lijian didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhuang Yan's gourd, so he shook his head and said, "I don't understand you, if you are not in a hurry about the broker's affairs, I will help you ask when I go back." As for now, it's not too early, I'll take you to dinner, which can be regarded as picking up the wind and washing the dust for you. ”

Indeed, the meal was over after chatting any longer, and the two cleaned up and left the office. It was already off work, but Wang Yuanshan was still waiting outside, and the copywriting secretary at the front desk was also sitting there and didn't leave.

The two young people were chatting, and when they saw Zhuang Yan and them coming out, Wang Yuanshan hurriedly walked over, and Wang Lijian said to him: "Let's go to the restaurant now, Xiao Wang, you take us over." ”

Secretary Xiao Li stood behind the front desk, looking at Zhuang Yan with burning eyes, wanting to say something, but probably because his boss was next to him, he was embarrassed to speak.

Wang Lijian glanced at her and said with a smile, "Xiao Li, you should hurry up and go home, it's already off work." ”

Xiao Li sighed with some disappointment, "I'll go back right away." ”

Wang Lijian nodded, turned around and pulled Zhuang Yan to the elevator, "The hotel has been arranged, I originally wanted to take you back to taste your sister-in-law's craftsmanship, but Lao Ma and Lao Yu heard that you were coming to Yanjing, and they also shouted to come, so they could only eat outside." ”

Zhuang Yan was surprised: "Yu Haiyu, the editor-in-chief of the old publishing house, who is the old horse?"

Wang Lijian pretended to be mysterious and said: "You'll know when you go." ”

Zhuang Yan was made a little drumming in his heart by his mysterious expression, and secretly guessed who this old horse was. In dealing with the literary and artistic circles for such a long time, no one has the surname Ma, and the people who can eat with Wang Lijian and Yu Hai must be not small, it can't be a small minion.

After thinking about it for a long time, it finally made Zhuang Yan think of coming alone, Ma Yinchu, he had also pushed Zhuang Yan to the book on the FOF before, and the two had a big communication. Zhuang Yan glanced at Wang Lijian, thinking to himself that the old horse in his mouth was Ma Yinchu?

Thinking that it might be Ma Yinchu, Zhuang Yan was not too resistant, because in his heart, Ma Yinchu was completely different from Kang Youwei. Ma Yinchu may not have made any achievements in literature, but he is a very pragmatic economist.

Of course, because of the times, Ma Yinchu in this world does not seem to be as awesome as in the previous life, his new population theory has not come out, and China's economy is already very developed, and he is not needed to turn the tide at all.

The car drove all the way to the mouth of an alley, and after Wang Yuanshan put Wang Lijian and them down, he drove away.

Wang Lijian pointed to the depths of the alley and said, "The rest of the road cars can't drive in, so we can only walk." ”

Zhuang Yan nodded and followed Wang Lijian to walk inward, Wang Lijian introduced as he walked in front: "There is a North Gate shabu shabu in this hat alley is very good, and the price is also affordable, although the weather is not cold now, but it is not bad to eat some shabu shabu." It was Lao Ma who brought me here before, and he usually likes to study and eat, and there is nothing he doesn't know about the authentic food in the streets and alleys of Yanjing. ”

I didn't take two steps, and sure enough, I saw a sign hanging on a gate, with four big characters on it: "North Gate Shabu Shabu". The plaque has no characteristics, almost no different from the usual food stalls, but after all, it is in the alley, and the red lacquered gate and gray wall tiles look antique, adding a charm to the restaurant.

Zhuang Yan is a carnivore, when he saw the word shabu-shabu, he already moved his index finger, he rubbed his hands and quipped: "This is the North Gate Shabu Shabu, is there any other South Gate Shabu Shabu, East Gate Shabu and the like?"

He just had fun, but he didn't expect Wang Lijian to say: "There really is, but there is only the South Gate shabu-shabu, and the shabu-shabu over there is also good, Lao Ma took me to eat it, and the taste is similar to this one." ”

Zhuang Yan didn't expect that he would be a prophecy, there was really a South Gate shabu-shabu, he looked up at the inside of the restaurant, not to mention, there are really a lot of people.

Wang Lijian had already booked a private room, and the waiter led them to the second floor, and stopped at the door of a private room.