At this point in the afternoon, my parents basically don't go out for a walk by the river, that is, after dinner, they don't have anything to do, so they will go out for a walk to eat.

And in the afternoon, there are very few people who come here for a walk, and there are few pedestrians they meet, all of them are old grandfathers and old ladies, and occasionally one or two couples.

In order to avoid being bumped into by acquaintances, Wang Yongren just took his little girlfriend along the stone path by the river.

"Brother Aren, the river here is quite clean, it must be beautiful at night."

Holding the little brother's arm, Su Qiutang said with a smile.

She had imagined in her mind that the two of them were walking by the river at night, and the little brother looked up at the bright moon, and then whispered to her, 'The moonlight is so beautiful tonight', and then the distance between the two became closer and closer.

"It's okay, after two years, the light strips on both sides of the river should be more beautiful."

For this river, Wang Yongren, who knows how it will change in the next ten years, tells about its most beautiful time.

"I'd love to see it."

Listening to the little brother's description, Su Qiutang couldn't help but start to look forward to it.

"It's okay, I'll show you when the time comes."

"Hmm."

"Your sales have been good recently, and it seems that you have broken 10,000 orders again?"

"Brother Ah Ren, you also saw me."

"I looked at it a little, but I didn't look at it in detail."

"Would you like to take a closer look now?"

“.”

Walking to a no-man's land, Su Qiutang stopped, and a wrong step was replaced by a movement of holding his little brother's neck with both hands.

Su Qiutang, who has a net height of 178, just raised his head slightly, and he was able to reach his beloved.

For a time, silence is better than sound.

"Alright, let's go back."

After a long time, Wang Yongren carefully helped his little girlfriend sort out her clothes and said with a smile.

"Brother Aren, actually"

"Don't mess around, let's go."

patting away his little girlfriend's fair-skinned and slender hand, Wang Yongren pulled her back to Jinjiang Huating Community.

When Wang Yongren returned to the room, Senior Sister Su was still asleep, he washed up briefly, and sat on the windowsill with the sun shining and read a book.

Although he is now successful, he still has to replenish his knowledge level from time to time.

Whether it's improving your cognitive abilities or increasing your inspiration for a new book, you need to learn from others and spark your knowledge.

So far, Wang Yongren has written out the science fiction movie ideas that have a good reputation and reputation in his mind, and the rest really depends on his own efforts.

As for not writing books from now on, giving yourself a decent exit, of course, you can, but who makes the money for writing books too easy to make.

As long as he can maintain his previous level, innovate in sci-fi design, and earn thirty or forty million euros in royalties, it is really easy.

It is impossible to seal the pen!

However, to have innovation, it is obviously impossible on the earth, it is better to go out of the earth and soar to the stars.

It seems that the setting behind a certain network that he liked in his previous life can be used for reference.

Hundreds of years later, the alliance of humans, where everyone can live a chic and comfortable life without work, came out of the solar system and discovered a habitable planet in a neighboring galaxy, with the result that all life on that planet was attributed to a certain 'mother' will.

Originally, the will of that planet wanted to communicate with human beings and develop together, and human beings also discovered the existence of this will in the process of transforming the planet.

The management of the Human Expeditionary Force was divided at this time, similar to the two factions of the Earth Human Alliance, and the moderates wanted to communicate with the will of the planet and jointly develop the planet, or even the entire galaxy; Hardliners, on the other hand, believe that those who are not of our race will have different hearts, and directly conquer the planet by force, so that the will of the entire planet can be used by mankind.

In the end, the hard-liners of the Human Alliance gained the upper hand and directly started an unnecessary war.

Who would have thought that the will of that planet was so complete, controlling all the animals and plants on the planet to resist, and finally took advantage of the weakness to control part of the human alliance army and starships, dragging the entire human alliance expeditionary force into the quagmire of war.

Until the end of the war, the will of the planet won a difficult victory with the help of some 'radical' humans, and counterattacked Earth, causing the entire human alliance to fall apart.

"An outline for a new book?"

Immersed in the story he had constructed, Wang Yongren suddenly heard a voice in his ears, felt the tenderness of approaching, and turned his head to Senior Sister Su with a smile and said, "Well, you help me with the staff officer." ”

While speaking, Wang Yongren took Senior Sister Su, who was wearing silk pajamas, into his arms.

glanced at the lower right corner of the word document, and unconsciously wrote a story outline of more than 5,000 words, no wonder my hands were a little sore.

Because the heating is on, the temperature in the bedroom is quite appropriate, and Wang Yongren skillfully finds the palm of a comfortable position, and he doesn't have to worry about the ice reaching Sister Su's heart.

"Hmm."

Changing to a more comfortable position, Su Qiuyi leaned on the arms of her junior boyfriend and watched the science fiction story seriously.

When Su Qiuyi finished reading it, she didn't have the heart to comment.

In the past two years, Wang Yongren has not been absent from the high school reunion, and he has always appeared with Senior Sister Su.

Today's party was held on the second floor of the Ziwei International Hotel, and Wang Yongren, who knew the location in advance, also asked Secretary Weng to book a small box for her to dine with her little girlfriend.

"Writer Wang is here."

With the announcement of a certain high school classmate, in the several connected boxes with the middle screen folded, the high school classmates who were full of six tables watched one after another.

"I'm not a rare animal, so you don't have to look at me like that."

Seeing everyone's eyes, Wang Yongren smiled and quipped.

Compared with the previous two years, the number of people who came to the party this year was a little more, and Wang Yongren even saw a few unfamiliar faces, perhaps the same class of Kang Yong No. 1 Middle School that some people in the QQ group said, and the other half of some of them.

Many people came for him, a stunningly handsome writer.

Wang Yongren didn't care about this.

"Writer Wang, you are much rarer than rare animals."

Chen Xiaowan, who has a more generous personality, shouted loudly.

"There's no way, I'm also very distressed about being handsome."

In the face of the praise of this female classmate, Wang Yongren also accepted the order, narrowing the distance between him and his old classmates.

The conversation between the two made the students present laugh more than once, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Only the big beauty sitting next to the handsome guy of the big writer has an extraordinary bearing, which makes people can't make jokes, but the girls at the same table feel very comfortable chatting.

Several girls who knew each other last year took the initiative to chat with each other.

No matter what the topic is, this Su Da beauty can pick it up, not at all like the kind of big family that comes out of the high.

"Come, let's gather together today, it can be regarded as the fate of our old classmates, let's have a drink together."

Xu Jun, the sports committee member in charge of the organization this year, stood up and toasted the students after everyone ate a few minutes of hot food.

"."

On this occasion, everyone was open and toasted.

The girls who couldn't drink alcohol also took juice or drinks instead, while Su Qiuyi drank red wine with her junior boyfriend, elegant and calm, which made the girls around her look a little envious.

"Xiahou, how is business lately?"

Eating the dishes, Wang Yongren, who saw that Senior Sister Su was chatting, also opened his mouth to ask about Xiahou Yue next to him.

"It's not bad, my family cooperated with Buyun Group and invested in two real estate projects in the town, and I am responsible for it."

Speaking of his family's business, Xiahou Yue is also more modest: "Of course, it can't be compared with you, a great writer, you can buy several houses with a month's royalties." ”

Before, he was surprised by the amount of royalties he received.

As a result, in the middle of last year, it was revealed that Wang Da's writer earned 40 or 50 million euros a month, and Xia Houyue had no idea at all.

The accumulation of two generations of their family is not comparable to the monthly royalty of this great writer's classmate.

Can't compare, can't compare at all.

"I'm just a little lucky, your words are too sour, and you should be punished."

As soon as he heard the other party talk about his royalties, Wang Yongren unceremoniously fined the other party a cup.

"Okay, okay."

For this big writer classmate, Xiahou Yue did not have any reserve of a rich child, and simply punished a glass of beer.

"By the way, Xiahou, where is your wife?"

Wang Yongren, who saw Xiahou Yue's marriage in the group and did not come to congratulate him, specially asked Wu Xiaoyu, who worked locally in Kangyong, to help seal the red envelope of 1888, no more, no less.

"She's been in her belly for more than seven months, and it's inconvenient to go out."

"Awesome."

With a thumbs up, Wang Yongren touched a glass with the other party.

When the class reunion on the second floor was chatting hotly, Su Qiutang, who was sitting in the box on the third floor, was also enthusiastic to ask Secretary Weng about the operation of the charity fund.

Facing the sister-in-law of this big boss, Weng Zhenrong also knows everything about non-confidential issues.

With the continuous injection of funds from the boss, as well as the 100 million funds of TX Group, the charity fund has a balance of nearly 200 million yuan, and the number of poor children rescued has also exceeded 800, all of which have been repeatedly confirmed by the team itself.

At present, the information collection channels of the charity fund, in addition to the list of poor households in major hospitals in various provinces and cities, as well as the official account of Weibo, are cross-confirmed by the staff of the foundation, which has improved the efficiency a lot.

"Well, although the efficiency of saving children in this way is a little slower, it ensures the authenticity of the information of the rescued."

After listening to Secretary Weng's description of the identity authentication mechanism of the rescued children, Su Qiutang nodded approvingly.

Some good deeds are rather done slowly, but when they are in a hurry, they will be used and calculated.

"That's what the boss said, in order to reduce the Foundation's expenses, we also try to consider the staffing and make the best use of it."

can look at the desperate families smiling, Weng Zhenrong feels that her mission is heavier, and she also feels that her life is more meaningful.

Of course, when she was told by her boss, it was also another great meaning of her life.

"Sister Weng, you use it slowly yourself, and I'll go to the bathroom first."

Halfway through dinner, Su Qiutang got up and went out to the bathroom, and quietly went downstairs to take a look at the big box, but unfortunately through a door that had just opened, she didn't see her little brother.

Just as Su Qiutang was about to go upstairs, two figures walked down from the third floor, and one of them, a young man in a white shirt, saw the long-legged beauty below, and his eyes lit up and accosted him: "This beauty, can you give it to a friend?" ”

The bodyguard waiting at the top of the stairs appeared as soon as possible and blocked the man in the white shirt.

made the local rich second generation, who had never seen a big scene very much, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

What do you mean, and bring a bodyguard with you?

What kind of family is this?

"Miss, I'm sorry, my friend just drank too much."

The long-sleeved young man next to him put his arm around his shoulder and apologized to the long-legged beauty who didn't speak.

For the Chinese New Year, no one knows who will come to Kangyong.

With this posture, it is definitely not an ordinary family, even if it is a rich lady in Wuzhou, it is not something that their local tyrants can offend.

"Hmm."

Glancing at the person who spoke, Su Qiutang was too lazy to talk nonsense, and went back to the box on the third floor under the escort of the bodyguard.

"Who is this?"

When the rare long-legged beauty's back disappeared, the man in the white shirt couldn't help but mutter.

"Xiaokang, you have been a company manager for three years, and you have to learn a little outside."

The long-sleeved young man next to him interrupted his cousin's words and casually said.

"Aren't I in Kangyong, I won't speak loudly when I go to Wuzhou."

Listening to his cousin's words, Bu Xiaokang muttered with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, let's go meet that Mr. Wang, and be careful when you speak."

"Got it."

Without saying much outside, Bu Xiaofa took his cousin to the box on the second floor, where they had dinner today to meet the rich young man.

In just a few years, it has accumulated a value of tens of billions, and even the wealth behind it is even more amazing.

Knowing that a place in the suburbs of Xicheng is spending hundreds of millions of dollars to build a luxury manor hotel, Bujia, who is the leader of local real estate, can naturally inquire about the company behind it, and then check further, and find the behemoth hidden behind Renxin Real Estate.

Others only see that Kang Yong has a big writer worth hundreds of millions, but few people know that the big writer holds a clothing company with annual sales of billions.

This is the uneven information.

"Xiahou, what a coincidence!"

Walking in from the open box door, Bu Xiaokang smiled and greeted Xiahou Yue, who was chatting inside.

"Brother Kang, are you eating here too?"

Seeing the visitor, Xiahou Yue, who had specially left a box door, got up in surprise and shook hands with the other party warmly.

"This is a class reunion?"

Looking around, Bu Xiaokang's eyes fell on a handsome guy next to him, and then flashed from the big beauty beside him, and he was suddenly startled.

It seems that the long-legged beauty he met when he went down the stairs just now is somewhat similar to this big beauty, is it a sister?

"Yes, let me introduce you to me, this is my classmate Wang Yongren, a world-renowned writer."

According to the original plan, Xiahou Yue first introduced the big writer next to him, and then introduced the second generation of the local trench: "Yongren, this is Bu Xiaokang, the son of the chairman of our county Buyun Group, and the person in charge of the project partner I said before. ”

"Writer Wang, I'm glad to meet you."

Without the slightest restraint, Bu Xiaokang, who was wearing a white shirt, took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

"Hello."

Having heard of the name of Buyun Group, Wang Yongren, who was also wearing a white shirt, also politely got up and shook hands with the other party.

As the top five local taxpayers and the second private enterprise of Kangyong, Buyun Group, after a few years of the decline of Tieniu engaged in Baoshitai Automobile, will become the leader of local private enterprises, with a total amount of Buxiaokang, which can be regarded as the top rich second generation of Kangyong.

Of course, it is only the top of Kangyong, and it is not ranked in Wuzhou, let alone the entire Jiang Province.

"Writer Wang, this is my cousin."

Without much nonsense, Bu Xiaokang briefly introduced the cousin next to him.

"Writer Wang is fortunate to meet."

"Fortunately."

"Have time to drink tea together."

"Okay."

After shaking hands with the writer Wang Da and greeting him, the Bu Xiaokang brothers also left neatly.

Meet friends, don't rush in a moment.

Anyway, the roots of this great writer are in Kangyong, and the two sides will meet sooner or later, and it will be okay to talk about it at that time.

"Brother, did you say that beauty just now?"

Walking out of the box, Bu Xiaokang asked in a low voice.

"It should be a sister, such a lady, don't mess around."

Knowing what his cousin meant, Bu Xiaofa warned the other party.

Not to mention the temperament of that beauty, even with the identity of Writer Wang, his girlfriend will not be an ordinary person.

The story of Prince Charming and Cinderella only exists in fairy tales and idol dramas.

"You know, I don't mean it. It's still early, brother, let's go to Mansion No. 1 to relax. ”

"Okay, don't mess around for the next two days. The day after tomorrow is Lido's brother's wedding banquet, and I finally got an invitation, don't drop the chain. ”

"Got it."

"Yongren, wait for Mai Lang to sing on the pedestrian street, will you go?"

Seeing that the meal was almost finished, Xiahou Yue, who had already settled the account, opened his mouth and asked the great writer Wang.

As for the money for tonight's dinner, everyone had already handed over 100 yuan to Xiahou Yue in advance, and the balance was spent on subsequent KTV consumption, and Xiahou Yue paid for the insufficiency.

(End of chapter)