"Huh? Since you like it so much, I'll leave it to you to see, you don't look at it when you look back, I'll come back one day when I'm free, you can return it to me then, how to say it's also created by me, even if it can't be published, I want to treasure it myself, editor-in-chief, is this okay? ”

Jiang Beibei was reluctant to leave his manuscript in the hands of others, even if he trusted it.

The heart of defense is indispensable!

"It's because I didn't think it through, I'll pay you back in ten days, these days, are you still here? Where to stay temporarily? If I want to find you, where can I find you? ”

Song Ningyuan hurriedly said sorry, there was no way, I could only work hard, sleep less, and copy it as soon as possible, fortunately, Jiang Beibei didn't send hundreds of thousands of words this time, otherwise I would have to copy myself, I still have so much work!

Since this manuscript can't be published, except for myself and my father, the rest of the people really can't see it, so I can't find someone to help copy it, otherwise it will be easy for others to use it and infringe on Jiang Beibei's creation.

Father, I can be trusted!

"I've been living in the army guest house on Hunan Road all this time, and you can find it by reporting my name!" Jiang Beibei reported his temporary residence.

After Jiang Beibei left the newspaper office, he went directly to the bank, which had not yet finished work, and it was almost over.

Another passbook was opened, and the first publication fee of 1,200 yuan was deposited.

At this moment, the savings in Jiang Beibei's hand have reached 5,000.

The next day, Jiang Beibei continued to walk around the city, and then the ghost sent him to the library again.

Eh, I've said that I'm not going to write for the time being, why do I still come to read books?

At the moment, the most important thing to run is to buy a house. In the future, although the housing prices in Nanjing are higher than those in Shanghai, they are also very high.

Forget it, I'm still not in a hurry to buy a house here, the house price in Guangzhou will be twice as expensive as here in the future, Jiang Beibei, as the most profitable second-hand housing agent, is still very clear about the housing prices in several big cities in the future.

Although this is a parallel world, Jiang Beibei has a feeling that the future development trend is roughly the same, thinking, isn't it reform and opening up now?

Then, Jiang Beibei didn't come out, and was idle in the guest house, waiting for Xie Jiangnan to come back, and waiting for Song Ningyuan, the editor-in-chief, to take a good look at his science fiction, and he had to come back to the original manuscript.

Halfway through, I just read three songs and taught myself German.

What Jiang Beibei didn't expect was that two days later, Song Ningyuan, the editor-in-chief, not only came by himself, but also came with a gray-haired old man.

Jiang Beibei was a little stunned for a while, feeling that he had a memory of the old man, to be precise, the original owner should have seen the old man.

"Babe? Babe, is that you? ”

Song Ningyuan's father, Song Tongkai, who was in his sixties, suddenly became excited, it turned out to be the genius Bei Bei he knew!

No wonder she was able to come up with so many unbelievable advanced technologies!

"Is that you? Grandpa Song? ”

Okay, Jiang Beibei saw that everyone remembered herself, and she couldn't pretend to be dead, right?

The childhood memories of the original owner, Jiang Beibei is already very vague, it is estimated that nine times out of ten, this is an old educated youth who was once sent to the original owner of Lotus Village.

In the early seventies, several old intellectuals were let go of Lotus Village, and several old intellectuals liked Jiang Beibei very much, and they couldn't wait to teach her everything.

Jiang Beibei's grandfather was the production captain of the village at that time, and he also took good care of several old intellectuals.

By the time of seventy-five years, the old intellectuals and young people in the village had returned to the city one after another.

After returning to the city, several old intellectuals often mailed books to Jiang Beibei, otherwise Jiang Beibei's study would not have so many rare books, even German books.

"Hahaha! I'm your Grandpa Song, don't you even recognize me? I also sent you two college math books last year, did you read them at home? ”

Grandpa Song especially likes Beibei's learning talent, and it is easy to learn anything.

At that time, he and a few friends often competed for Beibei's time, and those people had to waste Beibei's talent, what foreign language did Rabei learn and what literature to learn, and if he had been learning mathematics with himself, with Beibei's head, he would have been able to enter the graduate school at this time.

However, Bei Bei delayed the college entrance examination at that time, and as a result, he was fooled into enlisting in the army as a literary soldier, and he almost didn't get angry with himself.

Jiang Beibei listened to Grandpa Song's words and instantly stiffened.

It seems that there are all kinds of deep books in the bookcase, but the original owner didn't read it, he didn't read it, he didn't read it, he didn't have time, and he was busy making money!

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Song, I, I didn't have time to read it, otherwise next time I will send you the book, I guess I won't have much time to read it later, I like to write something now, I like it, and I can make money."

There is nothing to hide about this matter, Grandpa Song has come with Song Ningyuan, editor-in-chief, can you still know about writing a novel?

Song Ningyuan's father, after listening to Jiang Beibei's words, almost beat his chest in anger, he was blind as a genius, the pillar of the country, and he was trampled like this.

"Grandpa Song, editor-in-chief, you drink tea! Do you want to add some brown sugar? ”

"Whatever!"

"No!"

The father and son issued different attitudes at the same time, the corners of Jiang Beibei's mouth twitched, and he decisively gave Grandpa Song a glass of boiled water and Editor-in-Chief Song a cup of brown sugar water according to their respective statements.

Who allowed themselves to not prepare tea for their guests? Who knew that the editor-in-chief would come by himself and bring his unexpected old people?

"Jiang Beibei, I will officially introduce to you, this is my father, I didn't expect you to know each other for a long time! My father loved reading your novel and wanted to hear your vision for the future of technology, but I'm sorry it came a little suddenly. ”

Editor-in-chief Song Ningyuan smiled and said sorry, this will, Editor-in-Chief Song feels closer to Jiang Beibei.

"You have a lot to do, busy with your going, I'll talk to Bei Bei myself."

When Grandpa Song saw someone, he directly drove away his son who was in the way, and besides, the follow-up conversation between himself and Jiang Beibei was better kept secret. It's all high-tech!

"Okay, Jiang Beibei, I'm going to work, my dad will trouble you!" Editor-in-Chief Song stood up to say goodbye, and politely drank the glass of sugar water before leaving.

"Beibei, are you still a literary soldier in the army?" When Grandpa Song thought of this, he was heartbroken.

"I was discharged from the army just now, but I won't be here for a long time, and when my wife comes back, I will go back to Guangzhou with him."

Jiang Beibei said in advance, lest such an enthusiastic old man, if he had to stay and follow him to learn his science and engineering, how could he hurt the old man's heart?

"Discharged? That's just the right time to get into college! Beibei, you listen to me, while you are still young, you can be admitted to a good university at this time, and your future will be broad! ”

Grandpa Song hadn't seen Bei Bei for a few years, and he didn't dare to ask her all at once to dedicate her lifelong talent to the motherland for the motherland's school.

Slowly coax her into school.

"My lover also wants me to go to university, but I feel that I really want to devote myself to reform and opening up and develop the economy!"

Jiang Beibei tactfully said that to develop the economy, it is actually to make money. I've said it before, and it's still in the vernacular, but it stimulates the old man very much.

Grandpa Song's eyes rolled angrily, this girl is just changing a nice way to put it, isn't it still making money?

"Beibei, high Chinese goes out, how can any college student have face? Besides, if you are admitted to university, your grandfather, won't your parents also have face in the village? ”

Grandpa Song will press the flame in his heart, squeeze out the smile of Grandma Wolf, coax the little girl, and talk about it in the advanced university.

"Grandpa Song, I want to develop the economy, and I also comply with the call of the country to be the first part of the people to get rich, and then I will bring a large number of people to get rich, and then I will also develop a large number of vibrant industries.

The country is too poor, no matter what you do, you still need money first, and now I am planning to aim at the crooked people, try to learn their language, earn their money, and develop our economy. ”

Grandpa Song felt that if he stayed any longer, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

A good national genius, I haven't seen it for a few years, it's been destroyed, and now it's all that is left to make money.