When she arrived at Concubine Jiang's house, Concubine Jiang confided the truth that her grandfather was not at home this time, and went north to visit friends.

But then he said that the father was at home.

Concubine Jiang's family lives in a two-story single-yard small double-storey. It's not particularly generous, but it's also rich.

Her father, Jiang Baoguo, looked a little stern and unsmiling. The figure is slightly blessed, but it is still well-maintained among middle-aged people at this age.

Although he is nearly fifty years old, he can still see from his eyebrows and eyes that he looks similar to Concubine Jiang, and he must have been a handsome guy when he was young.

Jiang's mother works in the Provincial Federation of Industry and Commerce, is away on a business trip, and is not at home. Deng Zheng finally took a long breath, and his experience told him that at this time, he was not afraid of the old demon in charge, but afraid of the old mother. Keep the behavior sitting and lying、What's wrong。

It's good now, the old demon is not here, and neither is the mother.

After the greetings, after being introduced by Concubine Jiang, I learned that Jiang Baoguo is now the executive vice president of the Guangdong Comprehensive Research Institute.

Deng Zheng of the Guangdong Comprehensive Research Institute didn't know what kind of institution it was, he had heard of it for the first time in his previous life and in his current life, but it seemed to be very tall.

Jiang Baoguo looks upright and solemn, his skin is like a rock, but he is actually quite talkative, the amount of wine is not bad, and the atmosphere of a meal is acceptable.

"Dad, is the issue number of the article excerpt magazine that my cousin ran before still hanging in the courtyard?"

Eating and eating, Concubine Jiang said suddenly.

Jiang Baoguo nodded: "It should still be there." That muddy boy, who was full of confidence at the beginning, shouted that he wanted to run a century-old journal and be the king of magazines. Fei was so big that he applied for the issue number, but he insisted on it for less than half a year, and he lost money when he saw no improvement at all, so he stopped publishing and went to France to study film. If it weren't for your mother's face, I wouldn't have let him come to our house in the future!"

An idle issue issue of Digest Magazine?

Rao is Deng Zheng is extremely mentally strong, and he can't help but stagnate at this time.

He had heard Gu Weiyuan and Li Haiyang analyze before, the issue number of periodicals and magazines is now basically saturated in China, and there is almost only the possibility of zài theory if you want to apply.

couldn't help but look up at Concubine Jiang, could it be that this was the surprise she said on the plane?

This girl usually laughs and moans, and it seems that she doesn't care about anything, but she didn't expect that she still has things in her heart.

"If you want me to say, you shouldn't have believed him in the first place. From childhood to adulthood, there are not enough tossing things that come to mind?"

Concubine Jiang muttered to her cousin, and her subordinates peeled a climbing shrimp for her father very doggedly, and said, "Dad, give me this issue number." ”

"What do you want it to do?"

"I am going to lend it to Brother Deng Zheng and thank him for the grace of the previous two sieges. Concubine Jiang said as a matter of course.

Jiang Baoguo frowned, ate half of the crawling shrimp, and put it back on the plate. I sandwiched a slice of white-cut chicken and dipped it into the sauce dish and turned it slowly.

"Dad, this is not good, I have already promised Brother Deng Zheng. Grandpa and you taught me since I was a child to be honest and trustworthy, you can't let me lose my trust to others!

Concubine Jiang looked aggrieved, stubbornly refused: "For grandpa's sentence to feel the difference between the cultures of the north and the south, you and your mother can bear to throw me alone to the north thousands of miles away to study, without relatives and no reason, I was bullied by my senior sister at school, because I love to sing a song and was plotted by my peers, if it wasn't for Brother Deng Zheng's quick reaction on Nanguo TV last time, your daughter and I will not be a person in the future......"

"Ahem!"

Jiang Baoguo's rocky face twitched, glanced at his daughter imperceptibly, and quickly raised his eyes to look at Deng Zheng, his eyes were scrutinized, and his eyes sharpened for the first time since he entered the house.

Deng Zheng was also a little surprised. He had never imagined that except for the two times when he was slightly caught off guard in the face of sudden malice, Concubine Jiang, who had always been natural and generous and light-hearted, would still have such a side.

Jiang Baoguo groaned: "Xiao Deng, do you want to run a magazine?"

Concubine Jiang's ladder has been erected, how to climb it, whether she can climb it or not, it should be up to Deng Zheng himself.

So he was not ambiguous, and without hesitation, he immediately continued: "Uncle Jiang, I have always had this idea. To be honest, I'm not afraid of you laughing, in fact, when I first wrote martial arts novels, on the one hand, I felt that the chivalrous literature on the market was not good-looking, and on the other hand, there were relatives at home who were sick and lacked money, so I tried to write. The response was unexpectedly good, and the results were remarkable, so I went all the way to the present. The little nephew is not humble to say, as a leading figure and vested interest in this kind of literature, he has always felt that he should do something to promote its development and growth. It just so happened that two friends from the media publishing industry recently left their jobs, and they planned to make a martial arts literary magazine together and do something for the industry in a down-to-earth manner. ”

In the face of Jiang Baoguo, he didn't dare to talk casually, so the front was basically the truth, and the only place where there was moisture was the last sentence.

In fact, where does he want to make a magazine, just before he logged into Jiang's house today, he was still at a loss, and now this is completely improvised, regardless of whether it is a white mouse or a black mouse, catch one first.

Jiang Baoguo nodded when he heard this: "Young people are not arrogant or impatient, and they have a long-term vision, but they are not good at being ambitious. Rare. But it's not easy to run a magazine, are you ready?"

Deng Zheng hurriedly said: "Originally, my idea was not accurate. In particular, I heard from friends in the publishing industry that if you love someone, let him run a magazine, and if you hate someone, let him run a magazine. It shows that it is not easy to run a magazine, so I have always been worried. However, at this time, Grandpa Jiang's teachings of 'Chinese history, martial arts spirit or culture, which has always existed, are a symbol of the nation, a unique collective subconscious personality worship, and a national complex of the Chinese nation that pursues personality perfection' always lingers in my ears, constantly reminding me of what I need to do for 'martial arts culture' and 'martial arts literature'. Therefore, Uncle Jiang, the little nephew stepping into this door today means that he is really ready. ”

At the critical moment, Deng Zheng decisively sacrificed the extremely tall "standard point question routine for the last paragraph of the essay for primary school students" on the earth in his previous life.

Jiang Baoguo is really very useful, in addition to meeting and shaking hands today, he smiled for the first time: "This is indeed what your Grandpa Jiang said, people are old, and they love to ponder these things of national origin." By the way, the old man likes your song "The Great Wall Will Never Fall", and "Loyal to the Country" is also good, saying that you have splendid mountains and rivers in your belly, and you have Chinese ambition in your heart, and you are a good man in ten thousand miles!"

Even if Deng Zheng prides himself on being like a city wall, he feels deeply embarrassed in the face of such praise from the master of Chinese culture at this moment.

"Come, Xiao Deng, don't just talk, eat vegetables. ”

Jiang Baoguo rarely took the initiative to greet Deng Zhengdao.

Deng Zheng was overjoyed and subconsciously looked at Concubine Jiang.

Concubine Jiang secretly gave him a thumbs up, and then pretended to be dissatisfied: "Dad, it's okay, you can give me a word." This is at home, not socializing outside, so you have to guess what you think. If you don't make it clear, you let Brother Deng Zheng eat well. ”

Jiang Baoguo's eyes showed a hint of doting and helplessness, but after thinking about it, he also reasoned, and he had a very good impression of Deng Zheng, so he simply said directly:

"According to the current law, periodicals and magazines are not allowed to be privately operated, but now the reform of the cultural system is actively promoted from top to bottom, and the reform of non-political newspapers and periodicals is an important part of the reform of the entire cultural system, so in fact, this part has long been relaxed. I will first set up a 'Guangdong Martial Arts Culture Research Association' as the organizer of the magazine, with you as the vice president, and the president is temporarily vacant. This research meeting is hung under the Yuezhou Comprehensive Research Institute. Then the magazine issue number will use the previous "Flowing Fire" by Concubine Jiang's cousin, and you can change the name and revise it yourself according to the procedures. Of course, a certain fee still has to be paid, so that even if it is to explore a new mode of running a journal and discover new faces of non-current political newspapers and periodicals. When your magazine is done, the cost will be appropriately floated and raised, which can be regarded as a double harvest of social and economic effects under the new model. No one can find a thorn. ”

So, after Deng Zheng came to this world, he looked up to people for the first time. R1152