Wuling people: Soak your feet, I'll go.

This thing is absolutely sound in the world: I happened to be in the magic capital, go together.

Wusuo Manjiang: I just like to drink tea, so I'll drive to the magic capital right now.

Helpless this year: @本物天下绝响, didn't you just leave two days ago?

This thing is loud in the world: Can't I go back today?

Mingyue that year: I want to go, but it's a pity that it's too far.

......

Also on this morning, Wang Youliang returned to the village with the next volume of 300 copies of "Huaxia Emperor Chat Group" that he had just obtained from the local Xinhua bookstore, and distributed one to each of the big guys.

"Youliang, your Ah Ren is really the reincarnation of Wenqu Xing!"

"Hey, it's not that exaggerated, my family Yongren usually likes it, but when I was studying in No. 1 Middle School, I didn't even get a heavy book. I didn't expect that when he went to college, he really wrote his own book, and he didn't read it in vain in high school. ”

“......”

On October 7th, the last signing session of the National Day was in Hangzhou, and Wang Yongren, who had been running for most of the day, returned to the hotel to rest for a while, and then went to the appointment of his sister in Han.

"Brother Yongren, congratulations on the big sale of your new book!"

Sitting in the box outside the building, Han Xiaozhu, who was wearing a cyan undershirt and a gray skirt, raised his wine glass and congratulated the handsome little writer at the same table.

She hadn't seen her for more than a month, and she found that this handsome writer had a little more manly charm, and Han Xiaozhu's heartbeat accelerated again.

"Thank you, Sister Han."

Raising the red wine glass, Wang Yongren smiled and thanked him, and then went down.

After the first six days of sales, the sales of the second volume of "Huaxia Emperor Chat Group" have exceeded 1 million, and the sales growth rate is far better than the previous volume.

Of course, this is also thanks to the National Day holiday, and there are more than 1,000 bookstores on the shelves at the same time, when the "Chinese Emperor Chat Group" was on the shelves, there were only about 600 bookstores in the early days.

Taking advantage of the National Day holiday, many parents have time to take their children to bookstores to buy books, and historical themes that are popular with middle and high school students can easily make parents pay for them.

Led by the hot sales of the next volume, the sales of the first volume of "Huaxia Emperor Chat Group" also rose against the trend, showing an upward curve, with a maximum of more than 40,000 copies yesterday and more than 180,000 copies sold in the first six days of October.

"Xiaozhu, when are you going to put Ah Ren's new book on the shelves?"

While eating, Dong Qincheng asked with a smile.

"Ah Ren, how is your new writing?"

didn't answer his friend's words directly, and used the official to clip a piece of fish meat to the little handsome guy, Han Xiaozhu asked with a smile.

"Almost, two or three chapters to go. The main thing is the follow-up revision, which should be completed this month. ”

For his youth, which was only about 200,000 yuan, Wang Yongren gave a conservative deadline.

"Then Christmas, we have to let the popularity of "Huaxia Emperor Chat Group" subside a little, so as not to dominate the crowd."

got a reply from the handsome guy, and Han Xiaozhu, who had eaten a mouthful of food, said the date he had scheduled for the new book to be put on the shelves.

For the new book of young girls, how can you choose a more emotional day, so that they can willingly pay for it with their wallets.

"In late December, it's about the same."

Nodding, Dong Qincheng was quite satisfied with this date.

"Wu Yao of Star Media is going to make a rich list of writers, Ah Ren, do you want to be on the list?"

On the way to the meal, Han Xiaozhu talked about a news in the industry and asked the little handsome guy himself.

Just like the so-called Forbes Pig Killing List, if this writer rich list is released, it will definitely provide a lot of fame for the writers on the list.

Of course, whether or not to be on this list, you have to consult my opinion in order to get more accurate data.

With Wang Yongren's pre-tax income of more than 7 million in two months, it is not difficult to enter the top ten writers' income this year, and it may even surpass Han Han, the hottest young writer in the past two years.

"No, I'd better keep a low profile."

Hearing this, Wang Yongren refused without hesitation.

Compared with the wealth in front of others, Wang Yongren prefers to develop in a low-key manner and slowly accumulate his own strength.

If he is a rookie writer, he directly surpasses Han Han, who has been popular for many years, and it is definitely a very eye-catching hot spot.

If he is too high-profile, the matter of running an online store will be easily exposed, and even the hardware superman online store that includes the Magneto necklace will be turned out.

Although this is a normal business behavior, in the eyes of the 'role models' of the moral high ground, it is definitely a stain that cannot be tolerated.

At that time, under the guidance of well-intentioned people, once the general trend of public opinion is formed, it may make his career fall to the bottom.

"I also think it's better to keep a low profile."

Knowing that the other party runs an online store in private, Dong Qincheng is very satisfied with the cautious and low-key nature of his little handsome writer.

"Okay, I'll go back and say hello."

Glancing at the little handsome guy appreciatively, Han Xiaozhu settled down casually.

If the other party doesn't give face, then don't do this ranking.

"Thank you, Sister Xiaozhu, I toast you."

Listening to the other party's affirmative tone, Wang Yongren knew that there was no problem, and raised his glass to the other party.

"You're welcome."

After eating a sumptuous dinner, at the suggestion of Sister Han, the three of them went to the Sky City Club and started the second half.

Fruit plates, snacks, drinks and drinks, hundreds of square meters of special luxury boxes, except for the princess wearing black silk, everything.

However, looking at the textured black silk under Sister Han's gray skirt, as well as the flesh under Sister Dong's knee-length skirt, Wang Yongren felt that it was better than those princesses who were just a little younger.

There is a saying that the years never defeat the beauty, and the temperament beauty is the real beauty.

What's more, the two young ladies are only nearly thirty years old, and they can only be said to be mature babies!!

"Sing a song."

Waiting for the waiter to leave, Han Xiaozhu handed the microphone to the handsome little guy beside him.

"Okay."

There are no outsiders, Wang Yongren is not hypocritical, he took the microphone and ordered a Cantonese version of Li Tianwang's "Will You Come Tonight".

"Maybe I want to be with you in a hurry,

Acquaintances are not accidental, in the vast sea of people.

I know that one day you may abandon me and leave ......"

Since he will let the two young ladies take care of him in the future, Wang Yongren naturally wants to give full play to his expertise and win their favor.

Like Sister Han's age, the most irresistible thing is a handsome young guy who can sing Cantonese songs, and his lethality is max!

In my last life, I was with my second nurse girlfriend who liked Hong Kong films, in addition to all kinds of short skirts and professional clothes, I would go to the mini KTV in those shopping malls and cinemas from time to time, and the level of Cantonese was also good.

"Will you sing "Lovesick in the Storm"?"

After the other party rested for a while, Han Xiaozhu, who had chosen a song, handed the microphone to the handsome guy again.

"A little."

"Uh-huh."

"It's hard to solve all kinds of sorrows, and you know each other with a lot of love."

"The sea of love becomes vast, and the infatuation meets the cold wind."

“......”

The duet with affection in his eyes ended, and before Han Xiaozhu and the other party had a glass of wine to celebrate, Dong Qincheng next to him inserted a bar and pulled the handsome guy over.

On this night, Wang Yongren didn't know how much wine he drank and how many songs he sang.

I only remember that in the end, it was wrapped in a gentle and watery homesickness, and in the unspeakable stormy waves, it was not just a flat boat or two small boats.

Just like that song, drive a flat boat, go to the rivers and lakes to have fun, and smile proudly and princely......

The stress that had been pent up for months since the rebirth was released on this night.

"Forehead ......"

Opening his somewhat heavy eyes, Wang Yongren took a look at his surroundings and knew that he was not in a hotel room, but should be in the lounge of the Sky City Clubhouse.

Feeling the close contact between the air conditioner and the skin on his body, he recalled in his mind the somewhat misty impression of last night.

Of course, he was not completely drunk, and a man who was really drunk could not control the undulating rudder of the sea.

It's just that Wang Yongren also specially indulged himself last night, and he really drank a little, and his memory was a little foggy.

Turning on the bedside lamp and putting on the silk nightgown in the closet, Wang Yongren opened the curtains, and a burst of dazzling sunlight poured into the room, making him squint subconsciously.

It's a bit high!

After looking at his phone, it was already more than eight o'clock in the morning, and Wang Yongren, who had checked the room and had no clues, went into the bathroom to take a shower and wash up before changing into a set of short-sleeved shirts and trousers with the BURBERRY logo in the closet.

"Sir, you're awake, I'll have someone bring you breakfast."

When Wang Yongren opened the door, a young waitress guarding the door greeted him with a smile.

"Okay."

At this time, he didn't know where to go for breakfast, but Wang Yongren did not refuse such intimate service.

"Sir, your breakfast is ready."

While Wang Yongren was sitting by the window reading the newspaper, two waitresses came in with a dining cart and placed breakfast on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Okay, thank you."

Looking at more than a dozen unique breakfast pastries in Hangzhou on the coffee table, Wang Yongren smiled and thanked him, and sat on the leather sofa very casually and ate it.

"Zizi Zi ......"

When Wang Yongren was full, the Samsung mobile phone that was adjusted to vibrate made a buzzing sound, and he picked it up casually: "Hey, Sister Dong, good morning!" ”

"Good morning, handsome little man! Have you eaten breakfast? ”

"Just finished eating, where is Sister Dong?"

Hearing Sister Dong's lazy voice, Wang Yongren recalled that in the waves of the sea last night, two fishing boats with different rudder directions were faintly different, and his eyes were a little inexplicable.

"After eating, if you want to go back to Lido today, I won't send you, the car is waiting for you downstairs."

"Okay."

Ending the phone call with the little handsome writer, Dong Qincheng, who was wearing silk pajamas, rolled his eyes angrily at his good girlfriend sitting across the dining table: "Were you premeditated last night?" ”

"Aren't you also contributing to the trouble?!"

Listening to his friend's questioning tone, Han Xiaozhu, who had a ruddy face, inserted a small piece of cut poached egg and asked rhetorically without care.

After a long drought, she is now very happy physically and mentally, and her appetite has improved a lot.

It's just that she didn't expect last night that the little handsome guy's combat power is so strong, which makes people a little overwhelmed.

Originally, she still wanted to invite the handsome little guy to lunch, but now some traces are still relatively obvious, and it will be the same next time, and it will be a long time in the future!

"I didn't get on your thief ship."

glanced at the other party, Dong Qincheng did not continue to be yin and yang, and she herself did not benefit less.

There are some things that don't need to be too straightforward.

……

When he returned to Lido, it was already twelve o'clock at noon, and Wang Yongren, who got out of the Elfa car, was not tired from a long journey, stretched his waist, and walked to the rental house full of energy.

"Hello boss."

"Good afternoon, boss!"

"Well, good afternoon."

Passing by the door of the clothing store, Wang Yongren and a group of female clerks nodded and greeted, and then saw Senior Sister Su and Liu who were helping inside, as well as several girls who came to buy autumn clothes.