153. Talk about dreams, don't talk about houses
However, the quality of this book is bound to be good, and the ultra-low subscription ratio speaks for itself.
The only pity is that in the current online literature market, brain-burning articles are less popular with most people than youth campuses.
After all, it's a relaxation, not a burden on the brain during a rare break.
Isn't that a source of guilt for yourself?
This is also the reason why, even with Li Kang's famous skills, he only added more than 20,000 collections in the seven-day spelling period.
Most people don't like it, but if they do, they like it.
This should be the true situation of Xiao Yang's book, and it is also the charm of the text.
To be honest, Li Kang was a little envious in his heart.
After all, although he is only one on the street, he also has a pursuit of online articles.
Now that he can't write impulse essays to fill his stomach, his Wenqing heart has begun to stir again.
But compared to the outstanding talents of the authors under him, he has no advantage.
In terms of speed, it is not as good as Liu Fei, and it is even worse than Chen Xiaoli.
On the layout, it is not as good as Xiao Yang.
In terms of feelings and writing, I don't know how much worse than Chen Xiaoli.
Even Liu Yifeng is progressing faster than him.
Thinking like this, Li Kang's Wen Qing's heart that was about to move was forcibly held down by him again.
It's better to be an honest editor, no matter how talented they are, you are their father!
Li Kang said this to himself, and his heart suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.
Li Kang's two books won the first and second place of the week, and the lunch was under his control according to the rules, so he said hello and brought everyone to his rental house, and even Guo An gave up instant noodles and went to his house to eat.
Because it was Saturday, the afternoon work time was not so strict, so Li Kang tried his best to make a table of good dishes.
"Brother Zhang, you are such a big boss, why are you still working as an editor at the end of the line?" Li Kang asked while sipping the rice wine.
Zhang Xianliang was already slightly drunk at this time: "People, you have to pursue a little, don't you?" It is really good to collect rent from the house there, but I am afraid of losing my capital, so I dare not do business, so I can only continue to buy and rent houses with rent. Over the years, more than 30 sets of demolition have been made, but I have bought another 50 or 60 sets myself. ”
Zhang Xianliang said at this time, Sister Wang exclaimed: "It turns out that what you said before was just the tip of the iceberg, Mr. Zhang, we underestimated you, which is Brother Fang, you are clearly the ancestor of Shanghai Fang!" ”
Hearing this, Zhang Xianliang waved his hand, quite embarrassed, and his face was even more swollen with the smell of wine: "We are talking about dreams, don't mention houses, how vulgar it is to talk about houses at this time!" ”
After speaking, he looked at Li Kang and explained: "When I was a child, I envied being an editor and writing articles, and I wanted to report to the newspaper when I graduated, but people didn't want me, and I just happened to recruit people at the end of the station, so I retreated to become an online editor." Although I have lived a bit of a chaotic life in the past few years, I feel that I am still in the circle of cultural people when I am still working at the end of the line, even if it is just an online literature circle, I feel quite proud. Hey. ”
Then he took another sip of rice wine and sighed with emotion: "At the end of the line, I review the book every day and read the text, and I feel a sense of accomplishment than how many houses I buy." ”
Guo An said sourly on the side: "That's because you bought too many houses, and you didn't feel like buying them." ”
That's right, but Guo An's tone is not so normal, clearly full of jealousy.
When Editor Sun saw Guo An and lemon essence on his body, he hurriedly beckoned everyone to drink and eat, trying to expose this article quickly.
"Lao Guo, it's not me talking about you, what has happened to your life." Zhang Xianliang ignored this stubble and fired directly at Guo An: "When you first went to work, your family conditions were the best, there were three suites in the city center, and your parents worked well, how can you ...... I wasn't very bald at that time. Tell me how many little girls liked you at that time. ”
Li Kang had never heard them mention the past, so he was curious and couldn't help but listen attentively.
"And now? If you give a suite to your father-in-law's family, what's the matter with your brother-in-law's family? ”
As soon as he heard this, Guo An turned pale and took a sip of wine from his cup to hide his embarrassment, but he didn't notice that his cup was already empty.
Seeing this, Li Kang was very eye-catching, and hurriedly helped him refill the cup.
Zhang Xianliang smiled, drank half a glass of rice wine in one gulp, and continued to chatter: "I talked to you a lot a few years ago, but I didn't bother to care about you in the past ten years. After drinking today, I can't help it again, I still have to talk about you, aren't you ruining yourself? Feel your conscience and say, you don't make a lot of money, right? Forget about raising your wife, what is the matter of raising five more people for your wife? You don't have any children yourself, and you still provide for your brother-in-law's children to go to key middle schools, what do you want? ”
Zhang Xianliang was still chattering, but Guo An couldn't listen to what he was saying.
What's the picture? He didn't know either.
In the past few years, there was still some affection between husband and wife, but when his parents were sick, his wife's appearance also made him completely dead.
Maybe it's a habit.
Guo An drank the full glass of wine in one gulp, and was also thinking in his heart, what did he want.
Sister Wang also pushed Guo An and complained to him: "Lao Guo, I didn't say you, if you and Zhang Li really had this mind, they would simply divorce together." According to her husband's virtues in the nest, it is better for you to help Zhang Li raise the child than to help your brother-in-law who is out of tune. ”
Guo An was stunned for a moment, looked at Sister Wang blankly, and muttered, "You...... How do you know? ”
After speaking, he unconsciously turned his head to look at Li Kang.
Li Kang leaked this matter.
Sister Wang knew what he was thinking as soon as she saw his expression, and couldn't help knocking on the door of his oily bald head with chopsticks, and at the same time shouted: "What are you guessing, who can't see what you two are doing?" We are not blind. ”
Hearing this, everyone at the table nodded at the same time.
Even Li Kang, who had just arrived, knew about it, how could these old colleagues, who were seven or eight years shorter and nearly twenty years long, not know? It's just that everyone usually tacitly understands it.
"......" Guo An suddenly hung his head wordlessly, and his face was flushed with shame.
After all the things that should be said were finished, whether he listened to him or not, and the people stopped caring about him, leaving him to reflect alone, and began a new round of persuasion to each other.
Next is the National Day holiday, and you can get three times your salary from the first to the third.
Everyone else went on a trip, and only Li Kang and Guo An were on duty in the office.
Li Kang was reluctant to pay the money, and the company also wanted to keep people on duty, so he took the initiative to ask to come to work.
Guo An drove him out because his wife was reluctant to pay for it.