After Zhang Hao arrived home in the evening, Steward Su sent the courier collected for him to the door.

In addition to spending at Hermès, he also bought two sets of clothes and a pair of sneakers at LV.

After simply filling his cloakroom, Zhang Hao sat in the showroom and looked at the original "Dream of Red Mansions" that Cao Xueqin traded to him.

The more he watched, the more he felt that the content of the last forty episodes was much more interesting than the sequel.

After reading the finale in one go, Zhang Hao suddenly had a bold idea:

He wants to spread Cao Xueqin's original ending in the form of "Dream of Red Mansions" fandom.

Some red scholars who specialize in "Dream of the Red Chamber" and Cao Xueqin's life have published their adaptations of "Dream of the Red Chamber" into books, and Zhang Hao plans to follow their example and publish Cao Xueqin's "Dream of the Red Chamber" into a book in the next forty chapters.

He had heard that it was easier to publish a book as long as you were willing to pay for it.

However, he had not practiced it after all, so he was ready to consult the professionals he thought it was.

Taking out his mobile phone, Zhang Hao found Shen Weiwei's WeChat and typed: "Shen Lu, are you working overtime?" ”

A few seconds later, Shen Weiwei called him: "Zhang Hao, I'm in the law firm, you have something to do with me, what's the matter?" ”

Zhang Hao said curiously: "How do you know that I have something to do with you?" ”

"Tsk, it seems that being able to play chess does not mean that the IQ is high." Shen Weiwei complained, "If you don't have something serious, why do you ask me if I'm working overtime at night, just call me?" ”

Zhang Hao scratched his head and decisively changed the topic: "Okay, that's the case, in fact, I am going to publish a book, and I want to consult you about the issue of publishing books and copyrights." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, Shen Weiwei on the other end of the phone was silent.

Zhang Hao strangely turned his phone into hands-free mode: "Hey? ”

Shen Weiwei still didn't speak, but he vaguely seemed to hear a suppressed laughter.

Zhang Hao said dissatisfiedly: "Lawyer Shen, please be dedicated." ”

"No, no, I didn't have a good signal here." Hearing that Zhang Hao seemed a little angry, Shen Weiwei hurriedly explained, "If you want to cooperate with a publishing house to publish a book, the copyright naturally belongs to you."

Well, there should be no resistance to the negotiations, and the publishing house is still willing to make this money, ha... Yawn~"

Although Shen Weiwei tried her best to hide it, Zhang Hao still heard the other party's smile, and he said helplessly: "If you want to laugh, laugh." ”

"No, I'm just thinking about happy things, haha." Shen Weiwei tried to make herself look serious, "By the way, what book did you write?" An autobiography, an essay, or an introduction to an artifact. ”

Zhang Hao said: "No, I wrote a fan fiction about Dream of Red Mansions. ”

"Huh?" Shen Weiwei was dumbfounded and said, "You still have this hand?" ”

In his impression, Zhang Hao's writing talent is relatively average.

The club she and Zhang Hao joined when they were in college was a literary club, and the club held many small-scale essay competitions.

Zhang Hao's results at that time, but he didn't even touch the floor of the podium.

"After three days, I naturally had to be impressed, and I found inspiration for my creation in antiques." Zhang Hao explained without blushing and without a heartbeat, "How about it, do you want to send it to you?" ”

"Okay, you send it to me, I'll see it on the way from work." Shen Weiwei said, "By the way, are you the kind of novel you wrote that traveled into the Red Mansion?" If it's a novel of that style, it should be better to post it directly on the online text platform. ”

Zhang Hao said: "No, I changed the last forty times of the original book myself. ”

Shen Weiwei suddenly became interested: "Really? Then I'm going to have to take a good look! ”

She has also read the novel "Dream of Red Mansions" several times.

This time, she wants to see what Zhang Hao's level of "destroying the original work" is.

"I'll send you an email later, you can read it slowly." Zhang Hao said slowly, "Remember to apologize to me when the time comes." ”

Shen Weiwei replied: "Okay, if you really write well, I will not only apologize to you, but also wear Hanfu to go shopping in Xinjiekou!" ”

Zhang Hao added an additional condition: "I have to paint the makeup of the mission in the dream of Red Mansions again." ”

"Okay, then I'll make up as Xue Baochai!" Shen Weiwei agreed, "That... What if your book isn't good? ”

Zhang Hao smiled: "The conditions are up to you." ”

"Oh, our Mr. Zhang is so confident!" Shen Weiwei smiled evilly, "Then I have to think about the conditions." ”

Zhang Hao replied: "Whatever you want, work overtime, I'm going out to enjoy the nightlife." ”

"Hmph, working overtime makes me happy, remember to send me the novel." Shen Weiwei pretended to be disdainful and said, "Also, don't rely on the account if you lose." ”

"Don't worry, bye-bye."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hao turned on the computer and sent the saved electronic document to Shen Weiwei's mailbox.

Shen Weiwei, who received Zhang Hao's email, smiled and crossed out the incoming prompts on the computer screen and refocused on the work at hand.

She can't wait to appreciate Zhang Hao's "masterpiece".

Zhang Hao, who said that he wanted to go out to enjoy the nightlife, started a night run in the yard.

Recently, he has been eating, drinking, and having fun on the road, and his physical exercise cannot be left behind!

Moreover, running at night in the courtyard dotted with peaceful lights, his whole body was also shrouded in a quiet atmosphere.

...

Late at night, Shen Weiwei stared at the computer screen so engrossed that she forgot to put a piece of potato chip between the fingers of her left hand in her mouth.

She has to admit that the content of the last forty episodes of "Dream of Red Mansions" adapted by Zhang Hao is really exciting!

She even had a strange feeling -

Zhang Hao seems to have read Cao Xueqin's heart.

However, although she was over the "book addiction", the bet with Zhang Hao was also lost without any suspense.

Wearing Hanfu to go shopping in the center of Jinling is a bit too shameful, right?

After Shen Weiwei frantically stuffed the potato chips into her mouth, she kept switching between the computer screen and the interface between the novel and WeChat.

For a long time, she sent a message to Zhang Hao as if she was resigned: "Have you slept?" ”

Zhang Hao, who had already fallen asleep, saw Cao Xueqin, who had moved into a new house with his family, in a dream.

The faces of these literary masters are obviously flesh-colored, and the uneasiness and gloom between their eyebrows and eyes have dissipated.

His eyes were always following his young son running around the courtyard.

His wife stood beside him, relieved and worried, reminding, "Son, slow down!" ”

Cao Xueqin touched the gold in her arms, stepped on the ground under her feet, and turned back to the house.

He suddenly wanted to try a novel about life in the fairy world.

The protagonist of the novel is, of course, the young immortal who claims to be the god of trading.