Quan Baolan stepped forward in surprise and wanted to catch up, but was pulled by Xian Enjing to wake up, took a deep look at Zheng Chengxian, and then quietly walked with his teammates.

Zheng Chengxian didn't catch up immediately, there are too many people here and too close will inevitably spread bad news, after all, Baolan and they just said on the show that they don't have a boyfriend.

The first thing I did when I got back to the car was to take out my mobile phone and dial it for Quanbaolan, and the phone rang for a while before it was connected:

"Congratulations, Baolan, you did a good job today!" As soon as he got through, Zheng Chengxian said impatiently.

"Thank you Oba, I was nervous to death just now, Jin Jiula senior is so strict, I thought he was going to scold him several times!" Quan Baolan's first time on the show has not calmed down at this moment, and there is a trace of trilling in his words.

"You guys are doing a good job, Jin Jiula has always been in this style, he just wants the show to look good, don't worry!" Although Jung Sung-hyun doesn't know Kim Jiu-ra, he understands South Korea's harshness on the image of these public figures, and a show that purely provokes and attacks guests cannot last long.

"I know, the president has already sued us when I came!" The voice on the other side of the phone was a little noisy, as if the gang of bombards were celebrating and playing, and Li Juli could hear them whispering to stop.

Quan Baolan should have covered the microphone with her hand, and her voice sounded with a heavy snort: "Oba, why did you come?" ”

"How can I miss your first time on the show, I'm here to cheer you up, and I will cheer you up every time you perform in the future!" Jung Sung-hyun promised.

"Really?" All Sauba's voice sounded happy.

"Of course it's true!"

Jung Sung-hyun and Jeon Bao-lan flirted on the phone, and the numbness of the words made Lee Jae-wook, who was driving in front, constantly roll his eyes.

"Do you have any announcements later? If not, I'll invite you to celebrate with a delicious meal! ”

"I don't know, wait for me to ask!"

After a pause, Quan Baolan's voice sounded again: "Agent Oba said that he would still shoot a pictorial, and there would be an advertisement later"

Zheng Chengxian was a little surprised and asked in disbelief: "You guys just debuted and there are advertisements?" Who is so discerning? ”

"No, this was the initiative of President Kim to contact him in order to increase his popularity, but then he was busy with training and didn't shoot"

"Oh, well! Call me when it's over" I feel a little regretful, but I also know that the same is true of IDOL in South Korea, and it is not news that IDOL is tired and faint on the set every day.

"Hmm. Goodbye Oba! ”

"Goodbye!"

Reluctantly hung up the phone, Zheng Chengxian smacked his mouth, and his mood was a little complicated. Just like those who have just become fathers, they are full of anticipation for the birth of a new life, but after the child is really born, they are not very happy, but they will feel hesitant and uneasy about the child's future.

"Boss. Where are we going? ”

Lee Jae-wook's words interrupted Jung Sung-hyun's gains and losses, he thought silently and said, "Send me home, I'll get something" Lee Jae-wook nodded and hit the steering wheel, and the car turned around.

Jung Sung-hyun returned home, rummaged through the cabinets, found a pile of worn-out manuscript paper, and drove to the Seoul Culture Publishing House.

For a long time, Zheng Chengxian has been thinking about a question, whether to take root abroad or base himself at home.

There are many classic novels in his mind, and there are many that have won the Nobel Prize in Literature, but most of them are English novels, so whenever he wants to publish a novel, he habitually thinks of foreign publishing houses first. This practice has caused him a lot of criticism.

South Korea is a country with high patriotic sentiment and a lot of hype about anything that would make them internationally famous, so at a time when Jung Sung-hyun's novels were world-famous, many accused him of giving his novels to foreigners for publication rather than generating domestic revenue.

At the beginning, because of the fight with Kim Yoon-seok, a Korean celebrity, Jung Sung-hyun, who was defensive of people, did not consider publishing a novel in China, and people could understand his behavior.

But as time went on, no one in South Korea dared to find fault with Jung Sung-hyun in literature, and instead he was dissatisfied with his cooperation with foreigners to make money from his own country, and this voice was gradually increasing.

Considering that he needs to have a good reputation in China in the future, cooperation with Korean publishing houses is inevitable, so he plans to meet with the leaders of the publishing industry.

Seoul Culture Publishing House was founded in 1988. At present, it regularly publishes two weekly, two semi-monthly and seven monthly magazines, and publishes 850 books per year, making it a leading figure in the Korean publishing industry with its impressive circulation achievements.

With Zheng Chengxian's current status, he naturally disdains to cooperate with other publishing houses, and if he wants to find the best, he will find the best.

Walking towards the publishing house building, passers-by who came and went in a hurry looked at Zheng Chengxian in surprise, others may not be familiar with this writer, but there is no reason why they are engaged in literary work and cannot recognize him.

The spacious, bright hall was filled with crowds of people hurrying, urging and complaining, as well as the sound of phone calls, which were gradually silenced by the presence of Jung Sung-hyun. The busy people stopped what they were doing and looked at him in surprise

A professional beauty with a work card greeted her, and Lao Yuan folded her hands on her lower abdomen and performed a standard 90-degree salute: "Welcome to Seoul Publishing House, hello Jung Sung-hyun writer!" ”

The woman's face flushed, and she tried to suppress her excitement with a trilling voice in her words.

Jung Sung-hyun looked at her calmly. Owe a return salute: "Hello! I'd like to meet your editor-in-chief! ”

"Okay, please come with me!"

The excited woman adjusted her feelings, and walked steadily to an office with Zheng Chengxian.

"Tuk tuk" The woman knocked lightly on the door, and a man's voice came from inside: "Come in!" ”

"Editor-in-Chief Li, writer Zheng Sung-hyun is visiting!" The woman pushed open the door to report, and her slightly raised tone showed her irrepressible excitement.

After a brief silence, there was a crackling sound, and the man shouted loudly, "Please let him in." Invite him in! ”

Jung Sung-hyun walked into the office, which was not a very large office. Cleanly tidy, the mountains of manuscripts on the large desk and the huge closet behind the desk are full of books and magazines.

A man was bending over to wipe the keyboard, and the rapid movement made the keyboard make a 'brush, brush, brush' sound, and at the same time, the man muttered something quietly, because Zheng Chengxian couldn't see clearly because he was lowering his head, and he could only see the somewhat unkempt hair and the wrinkled gray suit on his body.

Unlike those editors-in-chief in suits and leather shoes who came into contact abroad, the person in front of him was not at all like the editor-in-chief of a big publishing house, but like a writer who hit the street, Zheng Chengxian couldn't help but feel a little cordial.

"Hello, Mr. Editor-in-Chief! I'm Jung Sung-hyun."

Zheng Chengxian took a few steps forward and looked at the man in front of him with a calm smile.

The man hurriedly raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, and Zheng Chengxian saw his appearance clearly, about forty-five years old, a pair of wise eyes flashed blankly from time to time under the huge flat glasses, the skin on his face was a little yellow and dark, and a scar on his lip had scabbed. The dark blue tie hung loosely from the neckline, and there was a grease stain on it.

Seeing Zheng Chengxian staring at him, the man turned around embarrassedly and tightened his tie and pulled his unkempt hair, and only after doing this did he turn around and strode out from behind the desk, and enthusiastically stretched out his hand to Zheng Chengxian:

"Hello Hello Writer Zheng, I am the editor-in-chief of the Culture Publishing House, and my name is Li Shunshi"

Zheng Chengxian stretched out his hand and shook Li Shunshi's hand politely, feeling that his palms were a little damp, and remembering the 'bah' sound before Li Shunshi's hair just now, his heart was greasy.

"Sit down, sit down!" Li Shunshi warmly invited Zheng Chengxian to sit down, and said to the woman at the door: "Come here with two cups of coffee!" ”

Zheng Chengxian took advantage of his inattention to secretly wipe his palms on his pants and sat down with a forced smile.

"I really didn't expect Writer Zheng to come, please forgive me for the inconsiderate hospitality!" Li Shunshi rubbed his hands and looked apologetic.

"Editor-in-Chief Li is too polite"

Li Shunshi was too excited, Zheng Chengxian came at the right time, he didn't think that Zheng Chengxian was here to chat, the visit of the great writer was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the publishing house in the midst of an eventful season.

Li Shunshi cheered up his spirit and made up his mind to hold on to this big tree. (To be continued.) )