"Alright, let's go back and get ready, let's go out for lunch."

Half an hour later, Wang Yongren stopped with great perseverance at his little girlfriend with a pink face in his arms.

There is still a month left before the eighteenth birthday of the two, and he will not be in a hurry.

"Okay."

Su Qiutang, who felt the 'threat', heard the perseverance in his little brother's words, and knew that he couldn't succeed this time, so he obediently got up and went back to the room.

Half an hour later, Su Qiutang, who had washed up, went to the master bedroom to look for his little brother, but found that there was no one on the other side.

made a phone call and learned that the other party went to the venue to deal with something, so Su Qiutang also sat in the living room and played with his mobile phone.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that Su Qiutang saw his little brother come back and greeted him with a smile.

As for the little brother who changed his clothes, it is also normal.

"Let's go."

Wang Yongren, who was refreshed, took his little girlfriend out and went to Kuanzhai Alley to enjoy food.

As for Secretary Li, who was temporarily resting, he was followed by Director Chen, who had a ruddy face, and no one cared.

In the evening, the award ceremony of the 3rd China Science Fiction Association was held as scheduled, and Wang Yongren, as the honorary president, also took the stage to speak two sentences.

After that, all the award-winning science fiction writers routinely thanked Chairman Wang.

After all, the generous bonuses they got came from President Wang's donations, and they were still endless.

In a word, if there is no president Wang in the world, Chinese science fiction is like a long night.

"Brother Ah Ren, they are quite sincere in their gratitude."

Su Qiutang, who understood the truth, listened to outsiders thank his little brother over and over again, and he was also honored.

"After all, I'm sitting here, and I have to get by on my face."

did not say anything about the theory of money, Wang Yongren adhered to the posture of a cultural person, and tried to be as elegant as possible.

Although he did not participate in the competition, he also conveyed his opinions to the judging committee of the Science Fiction Association through Liu Pujia, and tapped the potential of young people as much as possible.

Before the list of winners was determined, Wang Yongren also read them one by one and voted in favor.

"Huh."

Regarding the little brother's euphemism, Su Qiutang did not reveal it, and looked at it seriously.

Finally, Wang Yongren personally presented trophies and bonuses to the winners of the Best Feature-length Gold Award, and made a final speech summary.

"Senior Liu, I'll talk about it when I have a chance in the future."

"Goodbye."

At the end of the award ceremony, Wang Yongren chatted with several well-known contemporary science fiction writers for a while, and then left in a very low-key manner.

It was still early, Wang Yongren did not talk to the senior Liu about the copyright of "The Wandering Earth", but waited until the domestic director went to Hollywood for further study.

This year, the share of Hollywood's imported films will increase, and the era of domestic directors messing up chives is officially over, Wang Yongren previously let Miss Feng blow the wind in front of the elders, and also let Nanyue Film and Television pass through Paramount, and a group of Chinese directors will go to Hollywood to study.

There were such channels before, but without the above participation, neither Hollywood nor Paramount would take it seriously, and Wang Yongren was also waiting for an opportunity.

Compared with the original trajectory, the speed of communication between the two sides has advanced by a year, and the number of people has also increased by a few people, mainly Nanyue Film and Television and several of his celebrity directors.

Nanyue Film and Television will buy the adaptation copyright of "The Wandering Earth", and wait for the first batch of directors to mature before starting production.

In addition, if there are some sci-fi scripts suitable for adaptation at this award ceremony, Wang Yongren will also ask Nanyue Film and Television to buy the adaptation copyright, which can be regarded as encouraging subsequent young writers to create more excellent sci-fi works.

Speaking of this year's award-winning works alone, Wang Yongren discussed with Nanyue Film and Television to buy out two science fiction books with a passing line or more at a six-figure price, adapted them into micro-films, and released them on TX video and AHL video.

To buy bones, you have to let those young writers see real hope.

For the future of Chinese science fiction, he can be regarded as silently breaking his heart.

"Brother Ah Ren, no one knows how much you have contributed to the development of Chinese science fiction behind the scenes, it's a pity."

Su Qiutang, who was following beside him, watched his little brother deal with affairs one by one, and couldn't help but say with emotion.

A person's excellence cannot only look at the surface, but also depends on how many practical things the other party has done behind the scenes.

Undoubtedly, her little brother is a big-hearted writer who has broken away from the low-level tastes of entrepreneurs of the same age.

"Doing what you can is just to put yourself at ease, not to pursue other people's boasting."

It's rare, Wang Yongren pretended to be a little forced in front of his little girlfriend.

"Uh-huh."

Hearing this, Su Qiutang nodded in approval.

After taking care of the affairs of the Science Fiction Association, Wang Yongren also took his little girlfriend to visit the night market in Rongcheng and returned to Hangzhou the next morning.

"Zhou An, who is in the same session as me, is married, do you have time tomorrow, let's go to Wuzhou to attend his wedding?"

After eating six dishes and one soup made by the chef at home with Sister Su Su, Wang Yongren opened his mouth to ask Senior Sister Su.

After two and a half years of middle-distance running, Zhou An, who confessed successfully at the graduation ceremony, and Li Yunyan completed the conversion from school uniform to wedding dress, and specially sent an invitation to Wang Yongren.

In the past two years, Zhou An has been working hard in Hangzhou, and the two sides have met a few times, and Wang Yongren agreed.

Coincidentally, two days ago, Miss Feng asked him if he had any candidate to be in charge of a newly acquired vocational school, and Wang Yongren felt that Zhou An was very good.

Of course, it is not that the other party is directly in charge of the vocational school, but that he will serve as the vice principal for two years, accumulate experience, and then take full charge of the affairs of the vocational school.

As for whether the other party will agree, Wang Yongren feels that the other party's self-motivation is still very strong, and people are more aware of current affairs.

"Okay. I remember, when we ate crayfish, we saw them hand out flyers. ”

After listening to the words of the junior, Su Qiuyi naturally had no opinion.

No matter how busy she is with her business, she won't be unable to find time to attend a classmate's wedding with her younger brother.

"Sister, I'm going too."

Su Qiutang, who was listening next to him, immediately raised his hand to express his opinion.

"You're going to the capital in a few days, and your mother asked you to stay at home with her for two more days."

"Mom is so busy, how can she have time to accompany me. Brother Ah Ren."

Seeing that the old lady disagreed, Su Qiutang immediately shifted the offensive.

The reason why she didn't find her little brother to be coquettish at the first time was also to paralyze the old sister's vigilance, after all, she hadn't completely taken down the little brother yet.

"Anyway, my aunt is also busy, or I will bring Tangtang with me tomorrow, and let her go back to accompany my aunt first tonight."

guessed the little girlfriend's thoughts, Wang Yongren also helped.

"Okay, I'll go to Mom's with her tonight."

nodded, Su Qiuyi didn't leave her sister alone.

It's just that at eleven o'clock in the evening, Su Qiuyi rushed back alone and got into the bedding of her younger brother.

"Sister, when did you go back last night?"

Sitting on the helicopter, Su Qiutang asked the old lady with some dissatisfaction.

"Kids, don't worry about it."

On this issue, Su Qiuyi directly used bloodline suppression.

"Hmph."

Facing the old lady's scoundrel, Su Qiutang could only turn his grief and anger into strength and strive to eliminate the fruit in front of him.

The two-hour drive from Hangzhou to Wuzhou took less than 40 minutes at the speed of a helicopter.

When he arrived in Wuzhou, Wang Yongren looked at his watch, it was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early before the wedding banquet at half past six, so he took the Su Su sisters to go shopping on Guyang Street next to it.

On the ninth day of the first month, it is advisable to get married.

There are not many such days in the first month of this year, so the banquet halls of every big hotel in Wuzhou are full, and the same is true of the international hotel where Zhou An's wedding was held, and there were four wedding banquets at the same time that night.

At this time, the marriage rate is not low, and Zhou An obviously put a lot of thought into grabbing the banquet hall of the international hotel on such a day.

As the girl Zhou An has been aiming at since school, the bride's appearance and long legs are still remarkable, at least not compared to the bridesmaids next to her.

"Zhou An, Li Yunyan, happy newlywed."

Bringing the Su Su sisters to a couple of newcomers, Wang Yongren smiled and handed over a big square red envelope, and Su Qiuyi next to him also gave a thick ordinary red envelope.

Today's Senior Sister Su and her little girlfriend are dressed in ordinary long skirts, but they still compare the long-legged bride.

No way, the level difference is a bit big.

"Thank you."

didn't expect this big man in the same class to come over in person, Zhou An was still a little flattered, and specially handed the other party's two red envelopes to his wife next to him, instead of handing them to the bridesmaids for registration.

"We are also half of the countrymen in Wuzhou, and we will have the opportunity to contact each other often in the future."

Knowing that the other party was busy today, Wang Yongren didn't say anything, and walked upstairs with the two Su sisters.

"Wang Yongren."

Just as Wang Yongren and the three of them walked up the stairs and were about to enter the banquet hall, a shout sounded not far away.

"Uncle Liang, Happy New Year."

Unexpectedly, when he saw the highly promoted Liang class committee here, Wang Yongren smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Happy New Year, what, you're coming to a friend's wedding?"

After shaking hands, Liang Qicheng and the two daughters of the classmate nodded and asked casually.

"A classmate got married, and he came over to have a good time."

When he went out, it was naturally Wang Yongren, the male host, who came forward to communicate.

"I also have a nephew who is married, which hall are you in, wait for me to come over and have a drink."

"**Hall."

Knowing that the other party was kind, Wang Yongren didn't mind helping that fellow to hold up a field.

"Okay."

Nodding, Liang Qicheng didn't say much, and went back to his own banquet hall first.

Walking to the arranged seat, Wang Yongren saw the reminder board on the table, the other seven names were not very familiar, and there were only five people present, which was very face-to-face.

"President Su, Writer Wang, Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

Looking at the way they greet each other, you should know him and Senior Sister Su, who are basically college classmates of the bride and groom.

At this time, it was Senior Sister Su's turn to appear, and when she mentioned their respective majors in the university in three or two sentences, the distance between the two sides was shortened, and the conversation was quite harmonious.

At half past six, with the high-pitched voice of the master of ceremonies, the wedding was held on time.

"When, you can wear it too."

While clapping, Wang Yongren leaned into Senior Sister Su's ear and said.

I have to say that the arrangement of the wedding dress in the uniform bonus effect is also very high.

"Hmph, think beautifully."

Hearing her junior brother's words, Su Qiuyi said a word of disgust, but she took it to heart.

I don't know when the wedding of the two of them will be.

At seven o'clock, when the bride and groom began to finish most of the banquet, a relative of the Zhou family in the unit saw someone who came in and hurriedly greeted him: "Liang Class Committee, Happy New Year, I am the Zhou of the **Bureau**." ”

"Happy New Year, I just happened to have a banquet next to me, and I came over to toast the bride and groom."

In the face of ordinary staff, Liang Qicheng's attitude can be described as quite kind.

"Good, good."

Hearing the leader's intention, the uncle of the Zhou family hurriedly trotted over and told his eldest nephew about the identity of the person.

Originally, some guests who were about to leave after taking the candy and return gifts stopped when they heard that the Liang class committee was coming.

Knowing that it was a class committee member from Wuzhou who came to toast in person, Zhou An, who had just returned to the main table, hurriedly greeted him with his wife.

"I wish you a happy wedding and a happy 100 years of marriage!"

After saying a few kind words, Liang Qicheng toasted a glass of wine, and then turned to the three people sitting not far away: "Yongren, Qiuyi, Qiutang, when will you go back?" ”

In this way, everyone present knew who the Liang class committee was coming for, and the relatives of the newcomers were speculating about the identity of the other party.

"We'll go back to Hangzhou tomorrow morning."

"Then I'll have to wait for the next chance to invite you to dinner."

"Thank you, Uncle Liang."

After saying a few words, Liang Qicheng got up and left.

He came over with his eyes, not only because of the He class committee member in the provincial capital, but also because of Su's father, who had just served as the head of the Wuzhou class.

At the same age, he thinks that his career is smooth, but compared to the Su couple, it is really a small thing.

The Liang class committee members who came and went in a hurry, and the three handsome men and women, left an unforgettable impression on the guests present.

"Zhou An, see you in Hangzhou next time."

Wang Yongren, who was about to leave, also said hello to the groom.

"Okay, see you next time, we didn't have a good reception today."

"You're welcome, you're busy first."

After taking the return gift, Wang Yongren left with the Su Su sisters.

The things at the wedding banquet just now were relatively ordinary, and Wang Yongren saw that Senior Sister Su didn't eat much, so he specially arranged a place for supper.

At this point in time, the shell of crayfish is too hard, but it is the season to eat skin shrimp, abalone and sea cucumber.

"When will Tangtang return to the capital?"

Wearing disposable gloves to peel the shell of the skinned shrimp, Wang Yongren put the freshly peeled shrimp meat into his little girlfriend's bowl and asked casually.

"After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I'm not busy with classes anyway, do you have any arrangements for the future?"

Dipping a large piece of shrimp meat in the sweet seasoning, Su Qiutang enjoyed it beautifully, and then asked rhetorically.

"Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there was no arrangement. On the twentieth day of the first month, Weibo was listed on the NASDAQ, and I was going to North America. Su Su didn't go and hosted the studio at home. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yongren said very calmly.

At that time, he was in North America, and it was impossible for Senior Sister Su to know his whereabouts from thousands of miles away.

As for bringing his little girlfriend over, forget it, he will stop by Ottawa to see the three children and the child's mother.

"Weibo listing, it should be billions of dollars, right?"

Hearing the whereabouts of the little brother, Su Qiutang asked curiously.

She wanted to go overseas alone with her little brother, but reason told her that if she did it in front of her sister now, she would probably be beaten up.

No matter what, she doesn't think that she can compare to the relationship between her old sister and little brother now.

This kind of thing should be done gradually.

"It's almost four or five billion dollars, Weibo is limited to the domestic market, and Wall Street doesn't have that much recognition."

Speaking of this, Wang Yongren is also a little sorry for Weibo's valuation.

His 'Lady Street' website, with only 100 million users and just over 20 million users in North America, has a valuation of more than $5 billion, and it is easy to go public with $8 or 9 billion.

Weibo, which has 200 million users, only gives a valuation of nearly $4 billion on Wall Street because it is limited to the Chinese region, and whether it can exceed $5 billion depends on the stock price performance after listing.

The word double standard is the same in ancient and modern times.

"Then Brother Aren's wealth has increased by hundreds of millions of dollars, I will toast you."

Su Qiutang, who was happy for his little brother, took the initiative to pick up the warm corn juice to greet the other party.

"Thank you."

Speaking of his own business, Wang Yongren also turned his head and asked Senior Sister Su: "Have you negotiated your merger plan?" ”