"Your father?" I immediately pretended to be a picture in my mind, and in the future, I would go to the United States with the woman in front of me to meet a drooping old white-haired man......

"Yes, his name is Wang Ling, many people call him the fourth brother, and some people call him an undead." After that, she wrote the word 'undead' on the paper again, and then smiled, and I laughed too, just for that name, where someone named himself a mausoleum, it was still a royal tomb.

"Hope to see you again." She began to get up and tidy up her clothes, and then took the bag and stretched out her hand to me, I was stunned for a moment before I reacted, and immediately grasped it, this friendly handshake seems to be more of my initiative, it seems that I did lose my temper today.

Looking at her back as she left the tea room, I chased her out again, and she was about to get into a black Audi, "Is there anything else?" She stopped there and asked.

"When will we see you next time?" I asked.

"I don't want this story to appear in your pen rashly, it's a real work with a soul, and with all due respect, you're not in the right state as I want it to be. But Mr. Xia, I can wait, wait for the time when I think it is appropriate, and when you are interested, and we will see you then. Looking at the black car that went away, my heart suddenly fell down, as if a beloved item was about to arrive and was snatched away, back to the tea room to smell the tea, I was a little lost, and shouted: "Waiter, pay!" ”

"I'm sorry, but that young lady had already bought it when she came."

I think people will encounter all kinds of different scenery in their lives, and the most beautiful thing is that in the process of chasing scenery, there will be many things that are not in your plan, I am not a person who likes to follow the rules, I like to jump, I like to take risks. But I didn't have the time and ability to take risks, so I turned them into paragraphs of text, and it is for this reason that after 2012, my novels began to be published one after another, and received more and more recognition, and as this continued, I seemed to find that writing itself is not a boring thing, when you give life to a character with your heart, that character will do everything you want to do but can't do for you.

In the past four years, I have lived a very fulfilling life, and I have made more friends, about the incident in 2012, I have begun to forget a little, the beautiful woman named Wang Jiahui, since she got into the black car, her QQ avatar has never changed color. In between, I tried to contact her, but all the messages came to fruition, and I think maybe she was a little disappointed in me. But such a small setback will not be able to make me collapse, I think she is just a passing scenery, and the kind of scenery that you forget after a short stay. So much so that on that day in 2015, I had forgotten her voice when I received that phone call, and when she called her name, I even forgot what she looked like and the traces of her existence.

In 2015, it was still two weeks before the Spring Festival, and it was still snowing, and the location was still in the tea room in Xixi. Only this time I was energetic and changed my outfit, rimless imported glasses, a well-cut Italian suit, and the spotless imported cowhide shoes, which was my business, used to deal with those capital predators, at that time I was working with a friend in an IT company, all the money I had earned over the years was put in, I urgently needed to find a pick-up man, and I was busy meeting the venture capital managers who often appeared in the media reports every day.

"You're not fit to do that." After a few words, she said directly to me: "You are a natural writer, why should you do IT, it will waste your talent, and you will not be happy." Listen to my advice, give up those so-called shares that you don't have, and go back to where you should be, all you need is a computer, a cup of tea and an office in absolute silence, and that's it. ”

"Hangzhou is an e-commerce capital, and everyone here has an IT dream." I still wanted to defend myself, so I pointed out the window and said, "The road outside here is full of IT companies, including Mr. Ma's Alibaba ......."

"No, you're not suitable, you have more room for creativity, believe me, you're a writer, a man of letters at heart. I didn't want to hear you tell me about your entrepreneurial history, but in the past two years in your articles I have gradually read about your growth, your talent does not need to be doubted, you just want a little experience, now I think this experience is enough, I can tell you that story. ”

"You're still so confident." I laughed and said, "Why do you think I'm going to help you write that story?" ”

"Because no one will refuse it, not including you." Then she took out a brown paper document bag from her bag, and when she saw something bulging inside, she pushed it up to me and said, "Open it and take a look." ”

I undid the bag, and it was a book, a very old book, to be exact, because it had a plastic bag on the outside, and through the plastic film I could see that the surface of the book was very old, it had a burgundy leather cover, and it was cracked in many places. I was about to open the plastic when the woman said, "Don't open it unless you promise me something." ”

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Quit your current job, I will find you a place to tell you that story with peace of mind, and as for your daily life, I will arrange someone to take care of you."

I thought to myself, is this the rhythm of being fostered? I immediately flashed that evil thought, and then pinched my thigh and said that you kid hasn't been in shape yet, the IT company's salary this month has been unpaid, and the architect in charge of development in private has told me that he has found a home outside, and the cashier has stopped coming to work last week. In fact, I know that I have reached a dead end, and using this packaging on my body under the slogan of the founder is just paralyzing myself, and it is true that the company must be yellow, but I have always refused to admit it.

"Why should I believe you." I said: "If your story is not successful, I will probably starve to death, you know that since ancient times, there has been no gentleman who does not raise artists, and now this writer relies on earning some hard money, and piracy is flying all over the sky, if no one reads it, I will really have to jump off the building." ”

"I promise you won't starve," she said with a smile, "If you don't worry, I can give you a living allowance right now, enough to support you for a year, of course, this fee should be lent to you, and you don't have to calculate interest." If you succeed, you give it back to me, and if you don't, I will compensate you double. After that, she quickly wrote a line of numbers with a pen brush on a booklet and handed it to me, I glanced at it, and the string of "0" behind it was indeed enough, so what could I refuse at this time? I'm desperate anyway!

I pushed the check back and said, "I think I still have some confidence in myself, I think your story will definitely make everyone crazy, success is inevitable, so I don't need it!" "It's all at this time, my damn face-saving mentality actually succeeded in defeating my fingers, I actually did this stupid thing of returning the check, Xia Yi, Xia Yi, don't you know that you only have one taxi money left in your pocket......

"Then you go back and deal with the matter at hand and wait for my call."

A week later, I finally found the pick-up man through a salon party, but the guy gave me a hard discount to the point where I could only get back 10% of what I had invested, which was almost a robbery but I had no choice. To this day, I still think that project is not useless, but like countless people with IT dreams, you need 99% luck in addition to 100% hard work!

Just after the Spring Festival, in the blink of an eye it was 2016, I stayed in my hometown for a few days and came out, listening to everyone talking about the car and house tickets I had a headache, it is better to go back to Hangzhou nest to play games day and night. On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Jiahui called me again, it was a long-distance cross-ocean, and she said that she would come to Hangzhou to find me at the party, and gave me an address. I know that this woman has indeed made a lot of money, if you use the price to measure the location of Hangzhou, the place she rented for me has exceeded 100,000 yuan per square meter, and it is still difficult to find a room.

"Are you satisfied?" She took the freshly brewed Longjing tea, looked at the West Lake outside the window, and asked me, "This environment is suitable for your creation." ”

"Perfect," I said with a smile, "but it doesn't suit me, like the expensive Armani, which I've locked away in my closet forever." Because it's so empty here, I want to be real, like you keep telling me it's a true story, so if you don't dislike it, you can go to my house and tell me a story, you can rest assured that I will definitely guarantee your personal safety and privacy, I am used to creating in my little study, and I will feel uncomfortable anywhere when I leave there. ”

She turned around and went to pick up the salute she had just put down, and looking at that back, I thought for the first time that I really should have a good talk with her, and maybe we could be good friends.

I made dinner with my own hands, Wang Jiahui said that it was no less than the cooking skills of Chinatown in the United States, I cleaned up an empty room for her, and I told her that maybe she would have to stay here for a few days, and I needed absolute silence when I was creating, and I should not disturb her. I gave her the car keys, the house keys, everything looked like a shareholder, and it was that night that I finally saw the true face of the ancient book under the plastic sheet, not a book to be exact, but a "Logbook" from the Ming Dynasty......