"What's the matter, so happy?"

After feeding her daughter rations, Han Xiaozhu, who came out of the bedroom, came to the study next door, saw the smile on the little handsome guy's face, and asked casually.

"It's nothing, it's just investing in a project, and the prospects may be good."

Holding Sister Han in his arms, Wang Yongren began to grab excess rations from the specially designed home clothes interface.

Although she has given birth, Sister Han's figure is not out of shape at all, and it is even more prominent, which makes people love it.

"Don't run out of rations."

"It's okay, I'm measured."

“…… Have you ever thought about expanding in that milk powder factory abroad? ”

With a motherly glow on his face, Han Xiaozhu asked the other party something with a smile.

It's better to talk about things at this time!

"How?"

Wang Yongren, who was busy stealing grain, asked casually.

The milk powder factory was specially bought by him for his baby daughter, and he can also provide high-quality and safe milk powder for other children in the future.

"A friend of Whale Hong also wants to be an agent of imported milk powder in Beijing."

Speaking of this, Han Xiaozhu, who tilted his head slightly, suppressed the exclamation in his heart, so as not to wake up his daughter.

She knows that a friend of her best friend Dong Qincheng has been working as an agent for NN+ milk powder in Pengcheng, and the scene is not small, with monthly sales of millions.

If Yan Jinghong's friends are also to join the ranks of agents, the milk powder factory that the little handsome guy bought in Australia must be expanded.

"It's up to you to decide."

Regarding the tens of millions of business, Wang Yongren didn't care at all.

What he cares about is that Sister Han after giving birth to a child is even more charming.

It's just that the amount of exercise has weakened a little.

"Okay!"

Han Xiaozhu was deeply touched by the trust in the handsome guy, and he also expressed his joy in his own way.

"Da, da, da......"

The sound of footsteps came, and Han Xiaozhu, who had already admitted his defeat, could guess the other party's feelings, and said with a smile: "Little Orange is here." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of the study was pushed open, and Dong Qincheng, who was wearing a blue suspender dress and black silk, walked in, full of the temperament of a mature editor-in-chief.

Looking at the scene in the house, Dong Qincheng's eyes were a little confused, but his mouth was unforgiving: "What, after giving birth, you have no strength?" ”

"If you say that, I won't give way!"

Looking at the mouthful girlfriend, Han Xiaozhu shot back with a smile.

"Get out of the way and go see your little baby."

Without using a consultative tone, Dong Qincheng directly 'ordered' the other party.

"Garlic is ruthless."

Hearing that her best friend threatened her baby daughter, Han Xiaozhu, who had regained some strength, also gave up her position, simply packed up her clothes, and prepared to go back to the house to wash and take the baby.

Before Han Xiaozhu left the study, the editor-in-chief Dong couldn't wait to take her place.

"Little Sister Orange, don't be in such a hurry."

One hand was placed on the black silk, and the other was placed in the heart that was slightly inferior to Sister Han, Wang Yongren was not in a hurry.

Good ingredients must be tasted slowly.

"Hmph, you're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry."

“.”

The person who tasted it was not in a hurry, but the ingredients themselves were in a hurry.

In the face of the storm attack of the editor-in-chief Dong, Wang Yongren naturally returned the color and quickly made the other party beg for mercy.

The first two begging for mercy must not be agreed.

More than half an hour later, Dong Qincheng, who came to the living room after washing up, looked at the handsome guy teasing his baby daughter, and asked casually: "How is your new book?" ”

"It's only a quarter of what I wrote."

Wang Yongren, who was holding Xiao Niannian's arms and armpits with both hands, replied casually.

He now receives more than 2 million euros a month from Hachette, and two domestic publishing houses also have more than 2 million Chinese yuan in manuscript fees, and he receives 25 million Chinese yuan in royalties every month, so he is not in a hurry to new books.

"You're going to grind until next summer."

Hearing the progress of writing the book, Dong Qincheng couldn't help but quip.

"No way, there's no sense of urgency in my heart. Maybe I won't be able to finish it next summer. ”

Wang Yongren, who is now worth more than 10 billion, also revealed his heart in front of his two sisters.

If it were for the beginning of his rebirth, he would have the opportunity to earn tens of millions of euros in royalties, and he would definitely be coding words day and night, and he would not be willing to rest at all.

It's just that he was reborn and came back to struggle for more than three years, and finally has a net worth of tens of billions now, so take a break, what's wrong?

"Or, you can write a history book and let me increase my performance?"

Seeing the handsome guy's inadvertent attitude, Dong Qincheng understood the psychology of the other party, but also put forward a small request from her.

"I heard that several of the Lotus Messenger's new books are selling well, isn't Sister Orange still satisfied?"

With a slight smile, Wang Yongren saw through the dissatisfied heart of Dong Editor-in-Chief Yuqiu.

Every time, I want more, but I don't have that kind of waist strength.

"Her fan base is only hundreds of thousands, and it is difficult for the sales of each book to exceed 500,000 in the first month of the new shelves.

Glancing at this big handsome guy, Dong Qincheng pretended to sigh helplessly.

Although the two or three newcomers she signed performed well and ranked first in the publishing house, who made the previous handsome guy's performance too proud, and it seems that her performance in the past two years has declined.

The editor-in-chief often mentions to her, consciously or unconsciously, that she wants 'no one like me in the world' to publish another history and pull the performance of the entire publishing house.

It's just that Dong Qincheng, who has no shortage of ticket houses and Qingzi, has been dragging it there.

"How about I help you find a few networks? To let Nanyue Film and Television acquire the copyright of film and television adaptation, you first contact the website in advance and buy the physical publication of those books. ”

Instead of agreeing to the request of the editor-in-chief Dong, Wang Yongren put forward a compromise opinion.

After earning the royalties of Hachette's 'multiplied by 10', it is really not motivating for him to return to the domestic market and earn a royalty of tens of millions of Chinese dollars.

Without motivation, the written text will appear dry, disgusting to the reader, and will also damage one's own character.

It's like the Internet many years later, many authors are driving, but they are not really driving, and they can't even touch the steering wheel, which really affects the author's writing ideas.

Now, Wang Yongren, who won the 'Hugo Award', is praised by domestic netizens as the first person in Chinese science fiction.

To this extent, Wang Yongren unconsciously began to 'cherish his name'.

"Okay."

Hearing that the other party was willing to help, Dong Qincheng, who did not achieve the expected goal, was also satisfied, and turned to another thing: "By the way, there are several editors and science fiction writers in the industry who want to create our Huaxia Science Fiction Award, and I will ask you if you are interested in participating?" ”

"Oh, what award?"

Wang Yongren, who was still teasing Xiao Nian, asked casually.

"It's called the Huaxia Science Fiction Nebula Award, and the initiator is the chairman of the Global Chinese Science Popularization Association, and if you want to prepare the Chinese Science Fiction Association, you have a great chance of successfully maintaining it. If you wish, he can make you the honorary president of the association. ”

Briefly talking about the background of the Science Fiction Association in preparation, Dong Qincheng's intention in his words is obvious, that is, he hopes that the other party will participate.

Watching the big handsome guy become famous, Dong Qincheng deeply sympathizes.

The better the other person, the stronger her sense of experience!

"Yes, then I'll sponsor 100,000 yuan symbolically."

Raising his eyebrows, Wang Yongren had heard the name of that award in his previous life, but he was very interested.

So far, Huaxia's awards related to science fiction, that is, the Galaxy Award endorsed by relevant departments, and the rest of the awards have little credibility.

A few years later, the Huaxia Science Fiction Nebula Award was also among them.

"$100,000?"

Seeing that the handsome guy was interested, Dong Qincheng leaned forward slightly and asked.

With the other party's net worth, if he is willing to come forward to serve as the honorary president, he will not donate 100,000 yuan.

"100,000 euros."

Regarding this amount, Wang Yongren has also thought about it.

After all, most of his royalty income is settled in euros, and donating 100,000 euros to the organizing committee of the 'Huaxia Science Fiction Nebula Award' also has its positive significance.

is like the editor-in-chief Dong who is now leaning over and showing his heart, which makes him feel a lot of meaning in life.

"Okay, I'll help you get back to that President Liu."

Looking at the handsome guy with an atmospheric shot, Dong Qincheng smiled slightly and took over the responsibility of the other party's contact.

The best friend gave birth to a child, but no one snatched it from her, and there were literature-related affairs about this handsome guy's lover in China.

"Thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yongren saw that the blue lines of diapers became obvious, and knew that Xiao Nian Nian was naughty again, so he and Sister Han dealt with the follow-up matters.

"How many diapers do you need a day every year?"

Helping Xiao Nian dry the little PP, Wang Yongren watched Sister Han put on a new diaper for her daughter, and asked casually.

On weekdays, he can't always be by his baby's daughter's side, Wang Yongren has the opportunity to learn more about Xiao Nian's related life matters.

Every stage of her daughter's life, just once in a lifetime, Wang Yongren doesn't want to miss it easily.

"There are about more than ten pieces, and sometimes she doesn't have a wet, and she has to change it every two hours to make her skin breathable."

Hearing the child's father ask, Han Xiaozhu answered in detail.

"It's related to the skin, so you have to be diligent and fast, it's hard for you."

Knowing what this frequency represents, Wang Yongren was slightly distressed.

"It's okay, there are nannies and aunts, they will take turns on duty, and I have plenty of time to sleep."

understood the meaning of the little handsome guy lover, Han Xiaozhu didn't feel tired.

"If I have time, I'll come over and spend the night with you."

"Okay!"

"President Liu, writer Wang Yongren has agreed to join the association and serve as honorary president."

"That's great, thank you Editor-in-Chief Dong."

After receiving the reply from the editor-in-chief Dong, Chairman Liu, who originally did not report any hope, put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand with some excitement and thanked the other party.

"You're welcome, President Liu's proposal to make our publishing house name award ceremony before, I reported it to Editor-in-Chief Qi, and he has agreed. I don't know, how much does your association need for naming fees? ”

"This is because next year will be the first award ceremony of our Chinese Science Fiction Nebula Awards, and the naming fee of our association is tentatively set at 10,000."

Unexpectedly, there was such an unexpected joy, President Liu thought for a moment and gave a reasonable price.

So far, the credibility of their grass platform team is somewhat insufficient, and his old friend went to some magazines and publishing houses to make connections, and only got a sponsorship fee of 5,000 yuan.

In contrast, if the Suzhou Provincial Youth Publishing House is willing to be named, 10,000 yuan is already a lot.

More importantly, the Suzhou Juvenile Publishing House has a relevant background, which can be regarded as an indirect recognition of their 'Chinese Science Fiction Nebula Award'.

“.”

Hearing such an 'unexpected' naming fee, Dong Qincheng rolled his eyes speechlessly, and said to Chairman Liu on the other end of the phone: "In this case, our publishing house invested 50,000 to title the first Huaxia Science Fiction Nebula Award." ”

For 10,000 yuan, she really can't take it, and it is also an insult to the name of a handsome writer.

Anyway, the big handsome writer is also the honorary president of the Chinese Science Fiction Association.

"Okay, okay, thank you Editor-in-Chief Dong for your support."

Unexpectedly, there were title sponsors who took the initiative to increase prices this year, and President Liu's voice was full of indescribable joy.

It's really dozing off and coming to the pillow, so happy!

"You're welcome, in addition, Writer Wang is personally willing to sponsor 100,000. Euro to support the development of the Huaxia Science Fiction Nebula Award. I hope that the first China Science Fiction Nebula Award can be held even better. ”

After determining the naming rights of his own publishing house, Dong Qincheng said the sponsorship funds of the handsome writer.

If she had said that the sponsorship fee of up to one million yuan before, the other party would not have easily let go of the naming rights.

As for whether the other party will go back on her word, hehe, she believes that this President Liu is not stupid.

"This"

With a wave of three joys, Chairman Liu, who was over the age of six, had tears in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Editor-in-Chief Dong, help me convey to Writer Wang the gratitude of all my colleagues in the Organizing Committee of the Huaxia Science Fiction Nebula Award. ”

Who would have thought that this biggest problem that plagued the organizing committee would be solved so easily.

The young writer he had never met really had China in his heart.

With this youth, the future of Chinese science fiction is promising!

"President Liu is polite, I will convey your words to Writer Wang."

As if he could guess the mood of Chairman Liu on the other side of the phone, Dong Qincheng didn't say much, and simply hung up the phone.

As for the naming fee and the donation of the big handsome writer, of course, it needs to be discussed in detail, and a special person must be arranged to supervise the amount of up to one million, so that the heart of the writer Wang will not be used as a tool for personal gain.

After hanging up the phone, Chairman Liu took a deep breath and said to the little granddaughter who was watching from the side: "Pu Jia, didn't you say that our Chinese science fiction is not interesting before, this is not interesting. ”

"Grandpa, if it weren't for that Wang writer, your association's preparatory funds would not have been funded. What's more, Writer Wang has already won the 'Hugo Award', which is a world-renowned science fiction writer, and it is not limited to our China. ”

Liu Pujia, who was sitting at the dining table, heard all the calls from her grandfather's leaked mobile phone, so she naturally understood the reason and unceremoniously pointed out the important role of the Wang Da writer.

Although her grandfather has taught her popular science knowledge since she was a child, Liu Pujia is not interested in science fiction by nature, and likes history and love more.

It's just that 'there is no such person as me in the world' is a special case.

From "Chinese Emperor Chat Group" and "Passing by Your World" into the pit, Liu Pujia has finished reading the handsome writer's subsequent history and science fiction, and likes the 'great love' and 'love' in those very much.

As the saying goes, it starts with talent and is loyal to appearance.

The rest of the female readers of the fan group who have no such person as me in the world have similar experiences to her.

"Okay, okay, you're right."

Seeing that the little granddaughter's words were conclusive, President Liu did not raise the bar with her here, but asked another question: "What grandpa told you before, let you come to the association to take up a position, are you still interested?" ”

"Of course, Writer Wang is willing to serve as the honorary president, and I must be very happy to join the association."

The Huaxia Science Fiction Association, which originally looked down on three melons and two dates, was naturally very happy to hear that Liu Pujia, who had joined his idol, and her beautiful melon seed face was full of longing for the handsome writer she would meet in the future.

Presumably, the other Jimei in the fan group will definitely be envious to death when they hear her luck.

At the end of the month, the old irons can hand over the monthly pass and recommendation ticket, quack quack!!