Chapter Seventy-Eight: Fame

Zheng Long hung up Yue Yingru's phone and asked her to send him a copy of their report before hanging up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, Yue Yingru promised to come down.

Then, at breakfast the next morning, Qian Lizhen told Zheng Long that she and Zheng Nanxing had agreed that Zheng Long would move out by himself, but only on the condition that they would have to come home to see them every weekend, and they had the right to visit him at any time.

Zheng Long naturally agreed.

Next, it's time to find a house. Zheng Long still has a large amount of money in his hand, and he is a native of Pucheng City, although he is only a junior high school student, no one dares to slander him, and he quickly looked at a house and put down a deposit of 1,000 yuan.

Although the landlord was surprised why such a young child had so much cash, for the sake of the huge amount of money, he didn't say anything more...

"It's nice to be rich..."

Zheng Long couldn't help but sigh...

If you are shy of money and need to bargain with the landlord, I am afraid that things will not go so smoothly.

In many cases, money does not solve 100% of the problem, but it can at least solve 99% of the problem.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zheng Long took over the key to the landlord and moved some of his personal belongings from his home. Of course, Zheng Nanxing also came to help.

Qian Lizhen also came along, still holding a lot of Zheng Long's clothes, and she was quite satisfied with the place that Zheng Long chose...

"Son, don't say it, you're quite good at choosing a place, this place is good, it's quiet, it's suitable for review..."

"That's, and don't look at whose son it is..."

After speaking, Zheng Long glanced at Zheng Nanxing and Qian Lizhen, and found that happy and proud smiles appeared on the corners of their mouths.

The three of them cleaned up the nest, tidied up the bedding and other things, and arranged Zheng Long's various reference books neatly on the desk, and finally made it look decent.

"Hehe, that's what it's all about..."

Qian Lizhen looked at the clean and refreshing small room, leaned on the wall and listened to the next room for a while, and found that there was no noise except for a little faint TV sound, so she was satisfied.

"Well, there's no reason why you shouldn't study hard..."

Zheng Long was speechless...

Seriously, I told my parents that I moved here to study hard, but in fact, I didn't even believe it myself, and the fundamental reason was that Zheng Long wanted to do his own thing...

Of course, this reason cannot be said yet... It's just that because he gave his parents a lot of money before, this money is enough for his parents to buy a big house. This result, which exceeded their expectations, also made them a lot more tolerant of Zheng Long...

After decorating the room, Zheng Long took out a thick stack of RMB from a large backpack...

"This is..."

"Dad, Mom, this is my second manuscript fee, about more than 50,000 yuan... The magazine called me yesterday, and I took it out today, and it's useless for me to take it myself, so I'll give you flowers..."

Seeing so much money, Zheng Nanxing and Qian Lizhen were both in a trance. Seriously, the last time Zheng Long gave them that money, although the two of them were also shocked, but after all, it was a bank card, and it was not as impactful as the cash this time.

A large amount of cash was in front of them, and Zheng Nanxing and Qian Lizhen couldn't help but be speechless...

To say that they have never seen so much money for most of their lives is unrealistic; But seeing so much cash at once, it may be the first time...

Zheng Nanxing was a little speechless, and he didn't know what to say, he was a little incoherent, and said happily and worriedly:

"You kid... In the future, the publishing house will send money, don't take out all the money at once, what should I do if I am robbed and lost? Just give me your bank card... Or do you want them to call my bank card directly in the future? ”

Qian Lizhen poked Zheng Nanxing with her elbow, signaling if it was a little inappropriate for him to say this...

Zheng Long scratched the back of his head and said with a little difficulty:

"Uh... I actually want to do the same, but the publisher said that the manuscript fee can only be paid to the author's account, and if you want to hit your account, you must issue a certificate or something..."

"Forget it..."

Qian Lizhen and Zheng Nanxing are both small citizens who are afraid of trouble, and in the face of this kind of thing that needs to be proven, they have the attitude that more is better than less, so they hurriedly give up...

So, Zheng Nanxing carried the thick stack of 50,000 yuan handed over by Zheng Long, and put it into the bag that Zheng Long handed him as it was... Despite his ugly appearance, he carefully put the money in it, and then carefully escorted the money and walked out, and as soon as he went out, he took a taxi and went straight to the nearest ATM...

Zheng Nanxing and Qian Lizhen are essentially very thrifty people, but because of this, Zheng is even more afraid of what will happen to the 50,000 yuan, and they are still safe on the bank card in time...

Sitting on the taxi road, Qian Lizhen still seemed to be dreaming, not believing that her son had earned so much money for them...

"Lao Zheng, you said that our son wouldn't be doing anything illegal, right..."

When the driver heard Qian Lizhen's words, he pricked up his ears with great interest and listened...

Zheng Nanxing glared at Qian Lizhen angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about, it's not like you haven't read your son's novels, and the current middle school students are just like this..."

Hearing Zheng Nanxing say this, the driver who was driving in front was also interested, and hurriedly asked:

"Oh, it seems that your son has written some novels, I heard that there is also a little writer in our Pucheng City recently..."

"Really? What's your name? ”

Qian Lizhen was still a little hesitant, but Zheng Nanxing said proudly:

"My son's name is Zheng Long! He wrote a novel called "Phantom City"!"

"Ahh It turns out that the novel that has been hyped up in the newspapers recently was written by your son? ”

"Newspapers? What newspapers? Why didn't I see it? The driver was speechless and glanced at Zheng Nanxing and Qian Lizhen out of the corner of his eye, and said, "I see that you still look like readers, why don't you even read newspapers?" Today's Pucheng Daily reprinted the report of Wanwan, saying that your son Zheng Long published a novel in Wanwan and became popular, and now he is the most powerful writer over there... Oh, I said, you two parents, how can you have such a good son and don't care..."

Zheng Qian and the two looked at each other embarrassedly... Fortunately, Pucheng City is not big, and soon they arrived in front of the ATM machine of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, quickly handed the driver a big unity, and ran out of the car in a gloomy manner...

"Hey, hey..."

The driver hurriedly rolled down the window and shouted to them:

"You don't want any change?"

"No, no! Happy today, hahaha! ”

Zheng Nanxing, who is eager to break a penny into two halves on weekdays, is so excited that he dances at this time, and for a moment feels that it is very cheap and worth it to use dozens of yuan tips to express his excitement...