After Wang Xingyu and his party left, Shen Weiwei asked curiously:

"Zhang Hao, didn't you just buy a McLaren sports car?"

"yes." Zhang Hao said, "However, the displacement of that car exceeded the standard, so it could not be licensed in China." ”

Shen Weiwei was stunned, and then complained: "No, then why are you buying it?" ”

Zhang Hao should have said: "Handsome." ”

Shen Weiwei: "..."

Looking at Shen Weiwei in the crash, Zhang Hao explained: "You just buy an antique model for me, maybe it will appreciate one day." ”

Shen Weiwei tilted her head and said, "No, I see that the Internet says that McLaren does not maintain its value?" ”

"Rumors, all rumors." Zhang Hao decisively changed the topic, "Don't talk about this, I have something to ask you to help with." ”

Shen Weiwei smiled and said, "You say? ”

"I'm going to Yanjing after the National Day." Zhang Hao said, "If someone comes to buy antiques during this period, they may still have to ask you to do it for you."

There is also the martial arts hall here, and I want to trouble you to keep an eye on it when you have time. ”

"No problem, it's my job." Shen Weiwei nodded, and then asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say that you went to Yanjing in mid-October, ahead of schedule?" ”

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "Yes, it's advanced to October 8th." ”

Zhou Binlai told him yesterday that he would go to Yanjing in advance to do something, and at the same time asked him if he would like to set off together.

Zhang Hao, who had never been to Yanjing, decisively agreed.

"Okay, I got it." Shen Weiwei said, "Then when will you come back?" ”

"At least after the 20th." "I'm going to meet one of his friends with a friend, and then I'm going to go to an invitation-only auction together, and I'll be back when the auction is over." ”

Shen Weiwei nodded in understanding, and then said: "The bank's matter is over, but the publishing house also wants to contact you." ”

Zhang Hao was curious: "Publishing house? What do they contact me for? ”

"Don't you care about the sales of your books?" Shen Weiwei said helplessly, "Good news for you, your adapted version of Dream of Red Mansions has sold more than 400,000 copies, and the newly printed 500,000 sets of new books have also been put on the market." ”

Zhang Hao smiled: "Not bad, then what?" ”

"The influence of your book is growing, especially at the signing of the Red Scholars."

Zhang Hao shook his head decisively: "Help me refuse." @*~~”

There was no trace of surprise on Shen Weiwei's face: "Okay, I'll call them back." ”

With that, she walked out of the office and prepared to call the publisher's contact.

Looking at the closed office door, Zhang Hao couldn't help but touch his nose.

He really didn't expect that the book that he had intended to publish at the beginning would continue to have his own influence.

...

For the next period of time, Zhang Hao practiced his martial arts step by step, and learned the technique of flying an airplane by the way.

Before you know it, it's October 7th.

Tomorrow is the day to set off for Yanjing.

The only pity is that Wang Xingyu and Macau's car dealerships have not yet found a car source that meets Zhang Hao's requirements.

Fortunately, Zhang Hao is not in a hurry about this.

For one, sports cars were not urgently needed for him.

Second, the models he asked for were all limited-edition top-of-the-line sports cars.

Most of these cars are in the hands of wealthy people or collectors who are not short of money, and it is indeed difficult to find someone who happens to be interested in selling the luxury car in their hands.

At this time, Zhang Hao was in room three of the system.

Before he sets off, he uses one more skill draw.

This time, the object of his extraction skills is Cao Xueqin, who is focused on the creation of new books.

After "white prostitution" from Lu Bu to the two positive skills of archery and halberd, Zhang Hao was not ready to extract skills from him.

After all, the probability of drawing a negative skill is obviously higher than the probability of drawing a positive skill.

On the contrary, it is easier from Cao Xueqin, who can be called a "decathlon" in other aspects, except for the lack of means of making a living. (More exciting on the next page!) )

Draw useful skills.

After exchanging gold and Lao Cao for some small antiques as usual, Zhang Hao once again activated his skills.

"Congratulations to the host for extracting Cao Xueqin's amount of alcohol, do you want to learn?"

Zhang Hao: "??? ”

Looking at Cao Xueqin, who was immersed in writing, he couldn't help but ask, "Old Cao, are you very good at drinking?" ”

"Haha, you can drink a little, but only a little." Cao Xueqin raised her head, gestured and said, "I used to live absurdly, and I did have an experience of being drunk and dreaming of death. ”

"Okay." Zhang Hao asked tentatively, "Just use the common bamboo leaf green as an example, how many bowls can you drink?" ”

"Bowl?" Cao Xueqin raised her head suspiciously, "Isn't this wine drunk by the forum?" ”

Zhang Hao: "..."

"Shangxian, let me tell you this." Seeing that Zhang Hao was silent, Cao Xueqin continued, "In the past, my friends all called me Xiao Li Bai. ”..

"Okay, I see."

Zhang Hao sighed and chose to give up this skill.

This skill can't be said to be completely useless, it can only be said to be useless.

Cao Xueqin said with a smile: "Shangxian, if you have leisure today, I can accompany you to have a few drinks, and you can also find inspiration for me." ”

Zhang Hao smiled and passed the Moutai sprinkle and sprinkling cup sent by Wang Xu at home into the system space: "Then drink a little." ”

"Wonderful," Cao Xueqin looked at the wine and wine glasses that appeared out of thin air, and clapped her hands, "Shangxian, there are just a few side dishes in my kitchen, so it's better to use them for wine." ”

"It's fine."

Zhang Hao snapped his fingers casually, and a few side dishes appeared on the table out of thin air.

A strange deal was made between the two.

"Shangxian, to tell you the truth, this period of time is the most comfortable time I have ever had in my life." Cao Xueqin poured wine for the two of them, and said with a satisfied face, "Now I have no worries about food and clothing, and I can do what I like every day, I really have no regrets in life!" ”

Zhang Hao was looking at Cao Xueqin's new book.

This book, based on him as the main character, tells the story of the trading god who is in charge of trading as he travels through the world and trades with countless mortals.

The content of the book is witty and humorous. It is very different from Cao Xueqin's previous creative style.

Zhang Hao commented: "Lao Cao, the style of your book is completely different from "Dream of Red Mansions". ”

"Yes, if the Red Chamber still has the meaning of borrowing from the past and the present, the book I am writing now is completely arbitrary." Cao Xueqin said with a smile, "Thank you to the immortals for giving me such a fairy life!" ”

Zhang Hao smiled: "I am also very grateful to you, as well as other traders. ”

Without the Heavens trading system, he would not have lived such a wonderful life.

Next stop, Yanjing.