In mid-October, in the evening, Han Enjing carried her black canvas bag and followed her mother into the house to arrange her shoes, and then began to organize her things. After washing up, I started reading the script.

She doesn't have a role now, but her mother seems to have inquired about a new drama, and the script in her hand is also obtained by her mother with her connections. The girl glanced at the soft copy that was put aside, and the black cover was decorated without any decoration, just like Park Ji-sub's person, which made people feel like they couldn't see through.

"Enjing, you must remember the lines, your mother is already contacting the agency for you, so you don't have to be so tired in the future."

In the small room, Li Eunzhu walked up to her daughter and whispered after cleaning up the housework.

"Got it!" Han Enjing's heart was sour, but he still said with a smile on his face.

She loves acting, and her parents are supportive. It stands to reason that she should feel happy, but reality always brings her to her senses quickly. The more she grows up, the more she understands how much her parents have paid for her. Tired, I can only grit my teeth and stand up. Because she is not fighting for herself, but bearing the expectations of her parents.

On the other side, Park Fanyeol leaned on the sofa in the living room, he liked to sit here and take a nap after dinner, especially since Park Ji-sub suddenly became a genius, he liked this habit even more.

"Ji-sub, you seem to like the piano very much." Watching his son jump off the chair in front of the piano and come over to say hello to him, Park asked with a smile.

"I like it, because the piano sounds so pleasant." Park Ji-sub said happily.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Park Ji-sub's mother was stunned, then wiped her hands to open the door.

A few minutes later, Su Yongchang took a sip of a white disposable paper cup, smacked his lips and looked at Park Fanlie and his son, who were looking at him curiously: "Sorry, I came to visit so late." ”

"It's okay, Editor-in-Chief Su has something to say." Pu Fanlie waved his hand calmly and said generously.

"That's right, I've resigned from Paradise Press, and the address of the new publishing house has been chosen, and all the business licenses have been processed, just waiting for your son." Su Yongchang glanced at Park Ji-sub, who was in a daze next to him, and then took out a document from his briefcase and put it in front of Park Fan-yeol: "This is a share contract, you see, it is basically customized according to Ji-sub's requirements." ”

The chat between the two did not last long, and after handing over the contract to Park Fanyeol, Su Yongchang got up to say goodbye. He has a lot of things to do, but he doesn't have the time to come here to be polite. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for Park Ji-sub, he wouldn't have come in person at all.

Of course, Park Fanyeol also understood this, and after accepting the contract, he sent the other party away. looked at his son who didn't say a word the whole time, and slapped the other party's head: "Boy, what kind of ecstasy did you pour into others, and you were so willing to send money back." ”

"Abba, he's investing in it." Park Ji-sub pursed his lips and said lightly.

The next day happened to be the weekend, Park Fanlie specially closed the store, took the lawyer to the new publishing house that Su Yongchang said, and after careful inspection, he found that no one was very problematic and called Su Yongchang, and signed the contract very quickly.

'Knight Press' This is the basis of the collaboration between So Yongchang and Park Ji-sub, as for why it is this name. Park Ji-sub strongly demanded that Su Yongchang had no taboos about the name, so he decisively met the conditions of this little guy.

And in the next two weeks, Knight Press opened, and the first book was, of course, Citrine's work. Speaking of which, Park Ji-sub admired Su Yongchang's connections very much, and in less than a month, he found all the employees of the publishing house, and also relied on his previous connections to lay sales channels.

When Park Ji-sub gave Su Yongchang all his manuscripts for the past two months, the other party was stunned for a while, and then his mouth was about to crack with a smile. The addition of the computer made Park Ji-sub's yard speed as if it were flying.

In addition, most of the plot is plagiarized from the works of the previous life, and he does not have Kavin at all. That is, you need to think more about the writing, after all, there are always some places where the conversion from Chinese to Korean is not smooth.

In fact, from the third day after his rebirth, he found that many things were different. Although there is no difference between the body and a ten-year-old child, his eyesight, hearing, and memory have increased exponentially, and many of the deep memories of the previous life are as clear as engraved in the brain.

At the end of October, Lee Eun-joo took Han Eun-jung to teach the last class, and Park Ji-sub stuffed all his works to Han Eun-jung. Of course, this time it's not a soft-sided copy, it's all new books printed with the words of Knight Press.

When sending Han Eunjing away, Park Ji-yeon even had red eyes, and she looked like she couldn't see it for the rest of her life. On the other hand, Park Ji-sub is a calm mess.

"Slave, remember the agreement, there is still a month and a half, I will go to you." At the door, Park Ji-sub grabbed the corner of Han Eunjing's clothes, and said with a smile on his little face.

Han Eunjing was stunned in place for a while, watching Park Ji-sub open his hands, and couldn't help but subconsciously hug each other. Then the girl felt a sense of warmth on her face.

"Slave, it's your turn." Park Ji-sub turned his face and pointed to his face.

"You kid......" Han Enjing wiped his face, and there was a very strange feeling in his heart. But then I discarded this unreliable idea, because ...... Park Ji-sub is only ten years old.

According to Park Ji-sub, she kissed each other on the cheek, and then was rubbed on her chest by this guy for a long time, and the girl finally got rid of the other party's entanglement and left with her mother.

Park Ji-sub stood at the door of the house, looking at the two mothers and daughters who were drifting apart with changing eyes: "I like this world more and more, and I like it even more...... This body is up. ”

Muttering softly, Park Ji-sub's baby face returned to the house with a smile full of evil spirit.

"Don't you really want a teacher?" Park Fanlie frowned and looked at his son, puzzled.

"Abba, I'm used to teaching Li Eunzhu honestly." Park Ji-sub looked up at his father with a pure face, and said in a milky voice: "I heard that they moved to Dongdaemun, so why don't our family go there in the future." ”

"Stinky boy, where did you get the money?" Park Fanlie glared at the other party and said angrily.

"There will be, isn't there still that Agassi surnamed Su." Park Ji-sub smiled, turned around and walked upstairs: "Abba, I'm back in the room, don't worry about the piano, your son can handle it." ”

Park Fanlie couldn't help but look at the back of the little guy and sighed. The son's excellence is indeed gratifying for the father, but if he encounters a precocious ...... That's not a relief, it's a frustration.