Maybe it's the experience of dying once, which makes Makujo cherish his body even more. Every day, Makujo insisted on exercising, and sincerely asked Uncle Zhu for advice.

Although he can't reach the height of Uncle Biao's big master now, three or five strong men can't get close to him. Makujo didn't have the luxury of training to become a great martial arts master, he just wanted to be in better health, and people who practiced martial arts were generally in good health, rarely got sick, and had plenty of energy.

Uncle Zhu also said that his qualifications are good, and there is still hope for him to achieve such skills. Makujo is just smiling, but he never slackens his daily workout.

"Uncle Biao, I'm going to go out when the car is ready." Makujo, who had just returned to the living room after boxing, looked at Uncle Zhu who was sitting on the sofa and said.

"Okay, let's have breakfast first."

"Well, I'll take a shower first, and I'm sweating all over." Makujo said as he walked to the bedroom.

After eating the breakfast prepared by Aunt Zhu, Makujo went to the study to tidy it up, took out a small stack of manuscript paper from the study, put it in his hand, and beckoned Uncle Zhu to go out.

"Ah Cheng, where are we going?" After seeing Makujo sit down, Lin Pi asked.

"I went to Ming Pao on Jiaye Street in Chai Wan, I have to submit the manuscript these days, or I won't be busy in vain during this time." Makujo replied with a smile as he remembered the manuscript in his bag.

"That's what you wrote in your study, what did you write?" Lin Bi asked as he drove the car. He only knew that Makujo had been writing and painting in his study all this time, but he didn't know exactly what he was doing.

"It's just a martial arts novel, isn't it okay during this time! After reading some books, I wrote my own book and planned to submit it to the newspaper office. Makujo responded with a smile.

"Oh, martial arts, you have to show me when you come back. I don't have any hobbies, so I like to read martial arts books. Since Mr. Jin Yong stopped writing, there are no good-looking martial arts on the market in the past few years, and one is not as good as one. Sitting in the back seat, Makuro saw Uncle Biao's curious and slightly emotional expression through the rearview mirror.

"Hehe, I feel okay. I have the manuscript at home, and I'll show it to you when I go back, and I'll want you, an old book lover, to comment on it when the time comes. "Makujo also knows that Uncle Pi likes to read some martial arts novels, and he is willing to let him read them, and it is also good to give some advice.

When he arrived at the Ming Pao Building, Mucheng dressed up, asked Uncle Zhu to wait for him below, and calmly stepped into the gate.

When I got out of the elevator and came to the front desk, I saw a woman in a strict suit, wearing glasses, and looking down to sort out her documents. Gently knocked on the table.

"Hello, is Ming Pao's martial arts and history still accepting submissions?" Makujo asked with a smile.

"Ahh Oh, yes, yes! Lin Ying was busy sorting out the documents, and suddenly heard someone asking, and hurriedly replied politely.

When I looked up, I saw a handsome face plate, the corners of the mouth were slightly upturned, and there was a faint smiling face, a handsome seven-point head, a straight and novel suit, exuding a charming temperament. couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and his face couldn't help but blush slightly.

Makujo's clothes are custom-made, and I don't like those old-fashioned suits since I woke up. So I contacted a long-established handmade clothing store that is said to be very famous, and I gave my own advice and the designer designed it.

At that time, the old British designer was amazed. Strongly asked Makujo to allow him to pass on this concept to him, and he was willing to design a brand based on it.

At that time, Makujo didn't care, looking at that cute old man a little speechless, he couldn't stand his entanglement. To be honest, I don't know how to design, I only have a little idea. The old man Bill said that the most important thing in design is ideas and ideas, and new ideas are the most important.

In the end, I agreed to his request and served as a design consultant for this long-established handmade clothing store. The old designer Bill excitedly said that he would use this to create a brand series, which would definitely cause a sensation in the clothing industry. He also promised to give Makujo a 5% dividend, and also proposed to provide Makujo with at least four sets of suits every year. Makujo thinks about it, he will save trouble in the future, and he will be happy to laugh.

"Excuse me, are you going to submit a post?" With professional quality, Liu Ying reacted quickly, with a slightly red face, and asked with a smile, giving people a kind of beauty when the time came.

Makujo replied with a smile, "Yes, what should I do if I put the manuscript in my hand on the table." ”

"Thank you for your support!" Liu Ying said and took out a blank piece of paper and a file bag, "Just leave your name and contact number or mailing address on the paper." We'll transfer it to the editorial office when the time comes. If your manuscript is suitable for publication, our editorial department will contact you in about a week, please wait patiently. ”

"Okay, thanks." Makujo picked up a pen and wrote down his name and phone number, and after a pause, he also wrote down the address.

Glancing at the names on the white paper, taking the manuscript and the white paper, and putting them in an envelope, Liu Ying wrote the words "Martial Arts and History Editorial Department" (received) on the file bag.

Seeing that the other party had received something, Makujo smiled and said to the beautiful receptionist, "Thank you very much, see you next time." Then he turned and walked into the elevator.

Looking at the handsome back of the elevator walked, Liu Ying's face was slightly red, she solemnly put the manuscript on the other side, and planned to put this manuscript on the top when she sent the manuscript in the afternoon, which was also a little careful thinking of herself.

In recent years, although Mingbao's martial arts and history have declined, several other items are still very good, and the whole Mingbao is still thriving on the whole.

Walk out of the elevator, enter the hall, look at the hall, the figures coming in and out, a busy scene, maybe which one is the big writer and screenwriter.

Thinking about the book I just submitted, I believe that Ming Pao will not let the classics be buried, and maybe I will be one of them soon. Makujo waited quietly, and strode out of the Ming Pao building.

Standing in the square, looking around, I suddenly thought of this to walk, stroll, came to the car, knocked on the window, and said to Uncle Zhu inside:

"Uncle Biao, I want to walk around first. I haven't been out in a while, and I don't know what's going on outside. You can go back first, and I'll take a taxi back at noon. ”

"Well, young people should just walk around. It's not good to stay at home all the time, your aunt is still saying that you won't go out during this time, don't be bored at home. Uncle Zhu nodded understandingly.

After finishing speaking, Lin Pi turned around and took a small briefcase from the side seat, opened it and saw that there were two brick-like things and a stack of Hong Kong dollars, and took out a large brick in the middle of the term and put it on his car seat. Then he looked at Makujo and handed him the briefcase. "You take this, call me if you have something. When I went out, your aunt prepared it, and I just happened to go to buy some things for the house, which is nearby. When you want to go back, call and I'll pick you up. ”

"It just so happens that I really don't have any money on me, and I'm used to staying at home, but I didn't expect that Aunt Pi was careful about it." Makujo also remembered that he went out empty-handed, so he took the briefcase and said with a smile.

I opened the briefcase and took out the small brick and looked at it, how did I look at it and feel speechless. This is the so-called big brother, I bought it when my grandfather was still there, and I bought two of them together, one for Uncle Biao, and the other for my own use.

The shogunate is carefully selected, and the height is relatively delicate. Of course, the price will be more expensive, spending tens of thousands of yuan. Stuffed it back into his bag, put a few Hong Kong dollars in his pocket, said hello to Uncle Pi with his bag, and walked towards the street next to him.