Zhou Wumeng got up as soon as it was dawn, he called Ren He and said, "Where are you, come out to discuss something." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Who would dare to think that a literary titan like Zhou Wumeng would find a 16-year-old boy early in the morning to discuss things? Just exposing this matter is enough for Ren He to become famous.

It's the weekend, Ren He thought about it and said, "You always come to my house directly, just ask you to eat something that is not usually eaten in the city," and he reported the address to Zhou Lao, the last time he burned the bottom of the pot, Old Man Zhou couldn't come in the mountain village, but he came and estimated that the scene exploded......

When Zhou Lao arrived at Liuhai Hutong, he looked at the two high-grade stone lions in front of Ren He's house and was stunned for a moment, why is this kid so rich?

As soon as he walked in, Zhou Lao asked about the smell of food, Ren He was holding a notebook and typing frantically in the yard, Zhou Lao was stunned when he saw Ren He's typing speed: "You are writing a novel?!"

"Yes," Ren He said without raising his head, he has been writing for almost a month, more than 30,000 words an hour, writing for three hours a day, just like walking, sometimes you will find that you have walked unconsciously for a long time, thinking about other things does not affect at all. And Ren He is in this state now, extracting memories from his brain and then tapping them out with his fingers is all instinctive, and his thoughts are floating elsewhere.

I don't know if this counts as dual-mindedness?

It's just that Zhou Lao looked at his typing speed, and the whole person was a little bad: "You write novels at this speed, can you keep up with your thinking?"

"Yes," Ren He said confidently.

"Hiss," Zhou Lao gasped, this was a bit too perverted, it was really the first time he had seen someone write a novel at the speed of a stenographer......

You know, Zhou Lao knows how difficult it is to write things, Ren He's speed is a bit beyond common sense, okay, he forgot to come here to discuss something with Ren He.

At this time, Uncle Fang came over with a plate: "Boss, the meal is ready." ”

However, Uncle Fang looked up and saw Zhou Lao's appearance and was stunned: "You are not on TV...... My daughter adores you. ”

"Yes, Old Zhou," Ren He said with a smile, I didn't expect Uncle Fang to have seen Old Zhou, but it's not unusual, Uncle Fang's place is not particularly poor, there has already been a color TV, and it's not unusual to see Old Zhou on the news.

"Ouch, it's really Old Zhou, I'll make it for you and the owner when you don't have enough to eat," Uncle Fang smiled, he didn't expect that his owner still knew the characters on TV, so I'm afraid that my own owner is not small......, right? It's mysterious.

Zhou Wumeng looked at Ren He calmly, looked at it and smiled: "You really have the bearing of those writers in the Republic of China now, there is a small courtyard of your own in the downtown area, quiet but without losing fireworks, in this courtyard is your own world." ”

He looked at Ren He sitting there, and he didn't know why he always felt that Ren He's temperament seemed to have changed a little, and that change was like a puddle of muddy water suddenly clearer, and his demeanor was also a lot more cheerful.

"Haha, don't bother me," Ren He clicked on the save and put the computer aside: "Come and try Uncle Fang's craftsmanship, authentic Kyoto farmhouse, when you are used to eating big fish and meat, come here to give you clear oil and water." ”

Zhou Wumeng looked at the light side dishes and pancakes on the stone table and sighed with emotion: "I also let you live out of the realm first." ”

"Pull it down, you can stay in the mountains for so long, that's called the realm, I can't stand it after 15 days," Ren He handed the chopsticks to Zhou Lao: "But you also pay attention to your body, say something you don't like to hear, although the Qinghe Fund is still in my hands, but the problem is that I definitely don't have the energy to manage, if you can't afford to be sick, who can I give it to with confidence?"

This is what Ren He is most worried about now, but Zhou Lao's serious illness reminded Ren He that the reason why he was able to hand over the Qinghe Fund without any worries was to believe in Zhou Lao's character, but how many people in the world can believe it?

Zhou Lao said while wrapping cakes: "Give me less crow's mouth, I came here today to discuss something." ”

"You say, you say," Ren said happily.

"I'm ready to resign from the Kyoto newspaper industry," Mr. Zhou said solemnly.

"What?" Ren He was stunned, it turned out to be such a big thing? Zhou Lao has been the editor-in-chief of the Kyoto Newspaper Group for 17 years, and he has been the chairman of the board for 12 years.

And the biggest question is, why should I discuss this matter with myself? Which green onion can I discuss with Zhou Lao? Is it not qualified at all.

"I've been in the Kyoto Newspaper Group for a long time, in fact, I should have retired 3 years ago but it has been delayed, and now the things on the side of the Qinghe Fund are so complicated that I have no experience of managing the Kyoto Newspaper Industry anymore," Zhou Lao said to himself: "Last year, I was in the mountains for the last three months, and the Kyoto Newspaper Group was about to mess up. For the rest of my life, I want to dedicate myself to the mountains, and that's what I care about the most, but I still have a question, can you really make the pie you painted? If so, then I'll apply for retirement. ”

The biggest problem that Zhou Lao is thinking about now is that if Ren He really keeps the Qinghe Fund healthy and huge funds all year round, his current energy is obviously not enough, so it is inevitable to focus on the Qinghe Fund.

Ren He thought for a while and said, "Are you serious?" He probably understood Old Zhou's thoughts.

"Seriously. ”

"Yes," Ren He said firmly: "I am sure that it will be able to sell well all over the world, and it is far more than the kite chaser, as for how much it exceeds, I really can't explain, you will understand later, the two are not the same type of theme, nor is it a level of commercial value." ”

"Okay, then I'll rest assured," It was only at this time that Zhou Lao stuffed the burrito in his hand into his mouth, as if as long as Ren He dared to be sure, he would dare to be sure.

Ren He couldn't cry or laugh a little: "It's really a bit of pressure for you to put such a big thing on me." ”

"When I retire and resign from the chairman's position, your book will not be operated through the Kyoto Newspaper Group, I will operate it for you, and all the income will be counted as the Qinghe Fund," Zhou Lao said calmly: "It is also good to invest an extra penny in the Qinghe Fund to help those who really need help." ”

Yes, I just decided to start digging the wall when I came out of the Kyoto Newspaper Group, but Ren He felt that it would be a good thing if this was the case. 30% of the income is not a small amount for Harry Potter.

"Cheng, I'll also take the time to write you an operation plan for this book, this operation is not only in the cultural field, you should be mentally prepared, the Qinghe Foundation has been stepped through by those sponsors," Ren He said.

Zhou Wumeng didn't know where Ren He's confidence came from, but who dared to believe that the 16-year-old boy in front of him was the kite runner and the author of Kunlun, the best-selling book in China......

Looking at Ren He's young appearance, Zhou Lao was envious from the bottom of his heart, his youth was in his prime, it was good.

He smiled: "Then I will officially focus on the Qinghe Fund in the future, what do you call in the future, boss, owner, haha!"

Uncle Fang was coming over with corn porridge when he suddenly heard that Zhou Lao Guan Ren He also called the owner, the bowl in his hand was almost frightened, and he suddenly remembered what Cui Qiangqian had told him: Don't listen to what you shouldn't hear, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say......

Things are so complicated for the people in the city!

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Routinely, eat a mouthful of food