In a lounge next to Zhong Changlin's office, Su Quanquan was still talking and laughing with Tan Fengzhen who accompanied him at first, and after ten minutes, he couldn't help but occasionally look in the direction of his son, and when half an hour passed, he was already a little uneasy.

Still regretting.

shouldn't have left just now, my son is only 16 years old after all, how can he deal with the president of a publishing house?

Even if you ......

Although I can't help, I should always accompany him.

Tan Fengzhen quickly noticed Su Quanquan's mood changes, and he himself also paid attention to the next door from time to time.

Gradually, I started to worry.

With the scheming of his boss, what if he bullied the young man too hard, caused a rebellion, and simply didn't cooperate?

Boyi is not the only choice!

After nearly an hour like this, when Su Quanquan and Tan Fengzhen were becoming more and more restless, there was finally a movement from next door to open the door.

The two hurriedly got up and came to the door, and their first reaction was to observe the expressions of the two people who walked out together.

OK......

It's all smiling.

It's good to laugh, and make money with kindness.

Relaxed, Su Quanquan only cared about his son and didn't have the heart to experience more, but Tan Fengzhen noticed that the smile of his own president was more or less reluctant.

Well.

Grudging?

What's going on, didn't it work out?

Tan Fengzhen was worried, and Zhong Changlin, who had greeted Su Quanquan, had already signaled to his beautiful secretary Li Qing, who had long hair and a shawl: "Xiao Li, you go to the Qingchuan Hotel next to the park to book a box first, and accompany you later." Well, also, let's open a room for Lao Su and them in Chengjiang Hotel, if you want a better suite, you will definitely not go back today, we have to be considerate. ”

After Zhong Changlin said this, Tan Fengzhen suddenly relieved his heart.

Things haven't been talked about, and the president of his own company shouldn't be so enthusiastic, but now, it's obviously done.

I just don't know the specifics......

Su Quanquan heard that Zhong Changlin was booking a box and asking for a suite, and he also had a hunch that things were going well, and he glanced at his son, whether he should be polite or polite: "President Zhong, don't be so troublesome, the child can publish a book, we should invite everyone." There is also a hotel, let's go back today, it's not far away. ”

"Old Su, don't call me president, Su Hang calls me uncle, you call me Lao Zhong." Zhong Changlin smiled and grabbed Su Quanquan's arm: "Also, today, you are guests, guests are as you please, just listen to my arrangement, okay?" ”

This......

The enthusiasm is a bit excessive.

Su Quanquan didn't know why, so he could only look at his son again.

Su Hang saw that Zhong Changlin was so enthusiastic, thinking back to the previous confrontation in the office, he vaguely understood the other party's intentions, but he didn't stop it, nodded and said, "Dad, let Uncle Zhong arrange it." ”

"This kid...... Atmosphere, you have a good son," Zhong Changlin praised, but his eyes flashed a little complicated, and he didn't forget Tan Fengzhen: "Old Tan, you also come, in addition, the little party in your editorial department also shouted, let her be responsible for accompanying Lao Su and his son to go shopping in the business capital in the past two days." ”

Tan Fengzhen agreed.

Feel...... I'm a little confused again.

Because, with his understanding of his own president over the years, and summing up the previous details, Tan Fengzhen felt that this matter seemed to be negotiated, but it didn't seem to be too good.

After some arrangement, the four men and two women came to a well-grade restaurant near the central park, entered the box, and ordered food, Zhong Changlin's mood was even higher, so that several subordinates around him who were familiar with him were not very accustomed to it.

Then, open the wine.

Jian Nanchun.

Zhong Changlin ordered three bottles at a time, and said that he didn't want enough more, which scared Fang Wei, who was the most unknown at the scene, and shrunk his neck.

Immediately afterwards, before the dishes were served, Zhong Changlin began to toast to Su Quanquan, and also took his subordinates to toast together.

Children can't drink it.

Adults.

It's called ...... The Son Pays the Father's Debt!

Seeing that Zhong Changlin and Su Quanquan's faces turned red quickly, compared to Fang Wei, who was still confused, Tan Fengzhen and Zhong Changlin's secretary Li Qing had a retrospective.

It's pouring wine.

Why?

Usually......

It's outgas.

Then, the conclusion is likely to be: the president of his own company is angry!

was angry, there was no way to take Su Hang, after all, he was still a child, so he could only target the young man's father.

I have to say that the two guessed correctly.

First of all, the matter has indeed been negotiated.

Otherwise, Zhong Changlin would not have been so extravagant, and his own publishing house would not be rich.

However......

Really breathless!

You must know that since hearing the reports of the two subordinates last week, Zhong Changlin thought that he must pinch each other. However, Zhong Changlin never expected that in the negotiation just now, from beginning to end, he was the one who was handled throughout the whole process, and he was simply powerless to resist!

Children bully adults!

What to do?

I can only take revenge on his father!

No revenge.

What kind of son is this, only 16 years old, not to mention all kinds of others, just a little bastard about the advance payment that the other party insists on, a little bastard, and even the details that must be taxed can be thought of.

Tax?

A normal 16-year-old boy shouldn't even be clear about the concept of taxation, right?

This ......

How do you know after tax?

There is really no room for any loopholes.

Don't leave it!

In short, although the matter was finally negotiated, Zhong Changlin really didn't even have the joy of success.

Full of depression.

No way to vent!

This meal was eaten from more than eleven o'clock in the morning to more than one o'clock in the afternoon, when Su Quanquan was almost lying on the table and couldn't drink it anymore, Zhong Changlin, who was also shaky, let him go and let the father and son go to the hotel.

It is also in the Chengjiang Hotel on Chengjiang Road.

After settling down, Su Hang sent Tan Fengzhen and a driver of Boyi away, poured a glass of water, carried it to the inner room, and pushed his father on a bed by the window: "Dad, drink some water and go to sleep?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Su Quanquan answered, opened his eyes, although he looked drowsy, he was obviously not so drunk that he couldn't distinguish anything, he could still hold up his body, and took the water cup by himself.

Watching his father drink water little by little, Su Hang smiled and asked, "How does this meal feel?" ”

"More than a hundred bottles of Jian Nanchun, it's a good thing, I can't touch it once in a few years," Su Quanquan's expression was reminiscent, and he showed a smile again: "That Zhong Changlin is not drunk, and he is used to it at first glance." ”

Su Hang knew how much his father drank, and he also knew that his father liked to drink a few sips once in a while, but he didn't stop it when he noticed Zhong Changlin's intentions before.

At the moment, he said: "If you want to drink it in the future, we will buy it casually, and we don't have to do it once in a few years." ”

Su Quanquan nodded subconsciously, and suddenly realized the meaning of his son's words, and raised his head and asked, "Tell me...... What the hell are you talking about, pouring all the popularity into me? ”

Su Hang said: "Sign a contract for three years, a book per year, no less than 200,000 words." ”

Su Quanquan subconsciously said: "You have to write so much?" ”

Thinking about his previous reading experience, a total of 600,000 words in three years is simply an impossible and huge project for Su Quanquan, who only graduated from secondary school.

"Not much," Su Hang shook his head: "I have written it down in the past two months, and I can have 200,000 words." ”

"It's summer vacation, you still have to concentrate on studying after school starts," Su Quanquan subconsciously muttered, and then asked: "There should be more, right?" ”

"The royalty is 10%."

Su Quanquan shook his head: "I don't understand this?" “

"That is, if a book sells for 10 yuan, I can get 1 yuan."

"Is that more or less?"

"Many," Su Hang said with a smile: "Other first-time authors may only have 5%, but this is not the highest for me, some famous writers can get 15%. ”

"That's good," Su Quanquan said with satisfaction: "Let's take our time, how can we immediately compare with those big writers." ”

"Hmm."

Su Quanquan drank more than a pound of liquor, his head was a little confused, he drank a few more sips of water, returned the water cup to his son, and said, "It seems that these are nothing, right?" ”

"And the last one."

Su Quanquan knew that his son was deliberately selling Guanzi, but he still cooperated, and asked with a smile: "Tell me quickly?" ”

"100,000 yuan, advance payment."

Su Quanquan was stunned, and for a moment felt that he should have drunk too much, and was dreaming: "Xiao Hang, you say...... What? ”

"Boyi will pay me a sum of money in advance as a signing fee," Su Hang said in a little detail: "After talking for an hour, I can get the 100,000." ”

Su Hang's initial offer was 100,000 yuan for a book.

However, business, that is, you come and go, ask for the price to pay back, and he doesn't have the luxury of expecting 100,000 yuan for a book.

At first, Zhong Changlin didn't want to give it at all.

The two were at a stalemate.

As a result, Zhong Changlin compromised, but at first, he only promised 10,000 yuan.

I also have to sign five books for five years.

Su Hang definitely can't agree.

Then, it's a little bit grinding.

The final agreement was reached for three years, three books, 10% royalties, and an advance payment of 100,000. When he got here, Zhong Changlin still wanted to come in installments, but Su Hang didn't let him get his wish.

I also remembered the issue of personal tax.

So he added that the 100,000 must be after tax.

In general, 100,000 advance payments, 10% royalties, just these two, a negotiation in the morning, Suzhou and Hangzhou can be described as a big victory.

Present.

After listening to his son's explanation, Su Quanquan only felt that the wine was deeper and shallower, and the real and the unreal were not very clear, and it looked very contradictory.

100,000 yuan!

Su Quanquan tried to figure out what this concept was.

But I can't figure it out.

only said that his son had earned two thousand five in just one month recently, which had already made him feel a lot of emotion. If this time there are really 100,000 ...... How to spend it?

Well.

Save.

Be sure to save it!

In the future, he will use his son to go to college, and with such good grades as his own Xiaohang, of course, he will have to go abroad.

In this case, 100,000 may not be enough.

Right now......

Su Quanquan felt that he had to sleep first.

I can't think about it too much, my brain is buzzing.

Su Quanquan turned over and lay down, waved his hand at his son, and did not forget to explain: "Dad sleep, don't run around yourself, this is not home." ”

Su Hang agreed, waited patiently for a while, and confirmed that his father was asleep before coming to the outer room.

Put down the cup and pick up the backpack.

Open the door.

"Ah......h

When I met Fang Wei, I saw that Fang Wei raised her hand and almost knocked on herself, although she stopped it in time, she screamed.

Su Hang came to the corridor, brought the door, and asked the little square-faced female editor on the side: "Sister Fang, why are you here?" ”

"The president asked me to accompany you for the past two days, and I was sent back again," Fang Wei explained, looking at Su Hang's appearance: "You want to go out?" ”

"yes."

Fang Wei looked inside the door: "What about your father?" ”

"Asleep."

Fang Wei followed Su Hang to the stairs and asked, "If I don't come, you will run out by yourself?" ”

"Walk around."

"Not afraid of getting lost?"

"I've been to Shangdu before."

"But you're only 16 years old."

"I'm mentally older."

"That's also 16 years old," Fang Wei said: "Fortunately, I'm here, in case you run out by yourself and something happens, we can't afford to be responsible." ”

As he spoke, he went downstairs.

Fang Wei was about to walk straight to the door, but saw the young man turn to the front desk, curious to follow, only to find that Su Hang was leaving a message to the front desk, so as to prevent his father from waking up early to look for people everywhere.

After the young man finished explaining, the two turned around and walked out, and Fang Wei said, "You are quite careful." ”

Su Hang joked: "Look just now...... Sister Fang, you are not careful enough. ”

Fang Wei: "......"

Out.

Walking to the street, Fang Wei ignored the previous small details, and asked the boy next to her, "Where are we going?" ”

"Provincial Library."

Su Hang said, taking out a map of the business capital that he bought at the newsstand when he called "Zhengmao" in the morning.

When Fang Wei heard this answer, she came to her senses: "Don't look at it, I happen to know this, well, over there, let's go take the 919 bus first." ”

The two of them came to the bus stop.

There are not many people, standing on the side of the road, Fang Wei saw the boys around him who seemed to be looking around with interest all the time, and asked a question: "What are you doing in the provincial library?" ”

Su Hang said: "Eat." ”

Fang Wei was surprised: "You go to the library...... Dine? ”

"Otherwise," Su Hang said seriously: "I can't go to borrow books, right?" ”

Fang Wei: "......"

"Heh......"

A girl in blue who was also waiting for the bus nearby couldn't hold back and chuckled.

Fang Wei reacted: "You guy, okay, I know I asked a nonsense." ”

Moments later, Route 919 arrived.

Su Hang escorted Fang Wei into the car and followed behind.

Fang Wei picked a very backward position, walked inside and sat down, although Su Hang also wanted to sit by the window, he still sat next to Fang Wei after thinking about it.

Waiting for the bus to start, seeing that the boy began to flip through the map in his hand again, Fang Wei asked, "Where else do you want to go?" ”

"Commodity Exchange," Su Hang said, "Do you know the location?" ”

Fang Wei shook her head: "What...... Exchange? ”

A round-faced middle-aged man in the front row turned his head: "Go to the business exchange, you can sit in reverse, the business exchange is on Huaxin Road, and you have to take 21 Road." ”

Su Hang got up slightly and handed the map and a ballpoint pen to the front: "Uncle, can you please mark it for me?" ”

The middle-aged man took it, looked for the position, and asked, "Young man, you look so young, do you want to engage in futures?" ”

"Let's go check it out."

"It's better to just take a look," the middle-aged man marked the location, handed the thing back, glanced at Fang Wei, and said, "Count me as someone who came over to remind you, if you lose everything, your beautiful girlfriend will run away." ”

Fang Wei hurriedly explained: "Uncle, I'm not his girlfriend. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "Then I can't keep it." ”

Fang Wei: "......"

The uncle is obviously a person with a story, and he helped Su Hang mark the position, but he didn't say more.

Su Hang put away the map and began to take the initiative to find a word to chat with Fang Wei. After all, others take the initiative to run around with them, and they can't be left out in the cold.

Occasionally look out of the windows on both sides.

The commercial capital in 1995, like Heyuan in 1995, is full of nostalgic scenery from old photos on both sides of the street.

So all the way to the Central Plains Provincial Library near Shangdu University, Su Hang applied for a library card, and immediately began to search for books, the provincial library has established a computer database system, which is much more convenient than Heyuan.

The three books allowed by the library card were quickly borrowed.

It's all about futures.

Moreover, unlike the old ones on Hamoto's side, this time they are all new books that have only been published in the last two years.

Leaving the Provincial Library, non-stop, Suzhou and Hangzhou drove all the way to the Hengyu Building on Huaxin Road in Yuchuan District.

It was already more than 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and the trading hours of the commercial exchange had passed. However, the target of Suzhou and Hangzhou is not the commercial exchange itself, but the various futures companies affiliated with the commercial exchange.

Unlike the stock market, futures trading on the commercial exchange adopts a membership system.

Ordinary retail investors can only trade indirectly through futures companies that have membership in the commercial exchange, and the business offices of each futures company are located near the commercial exchange, and many of them are located directly in the same Hengyu Building.

Coming to Hengyu Building, Su Hang spent an hour consulting several futures companies, including account opening requirements, trading commissions, margin ratios, and so on.

When leaving, I bought a copy of the official issue of the "Futures Herald" issued by the commercial exchange at the newsstand outside the building.

Sitting on the bus back to Chengjiang Road in the central area, Fang Wei saw that the teenager who was looking for a topic just right before looked at the newspaper in front of him and didn't speak for a while, so she took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?" ”

Su Hang once again glanced at the closing price of mung bean futures yesterday at 3,282 yuan per ton, and shook his head slightly: "I found a problem!" ”

Fang Wei recalled that she had just audited the consultation at several futures companies, and thought about it and said: "I think you should listen to that uncle, don't touch this, the risk is too high." ”

"Hmm."

Su Hang answered and put the newspaper in his backpack.

Fang Wei turned her head to glance at the boy on the side, and suddenly found that after getting along for a few hours, she couldn't understand each other more and more.

How so?

It's quiet when it's quiet.

Very talkative when talkative.

It's humorous when it's humorous.

It's cold when it's cold.

As the editor of a literary magazine, Fang Wei subconsciously compared in her mind, pondered for a while, and finally caught a keyword.

Very!

So I realized something.

Perhaps, he can do well what he wants.

Even extreme.

Just like his calligraphy, just like his articles. It's like when he talks to himself, it makes her involuntarily close. It's like if he doesn't speak, it will make her suffer from gains and losses, and reflect on whether she is wrong about herself and makes him unhappy?

pondering and pondering, Fang Wei suddenly woke up.

This......

What kind of guy the hell!

Perhaps, he is still a little far away and can't afford to provoke him.

But......

Now that we're still sitting together, we can't just be cold, right?

So Fang Wei took the initiative to say again: "By the way, I haven't asked yet, you and our president, you should have negotiated, right?" ”

Su Hang was still thinking about things, and nodded when he heard this: "We will be partners in the future." ”

Fang Wei was disappointed: "It's not us, in the future, you must be Lao Tan personally responsible, and I am a small editor, so I can only stand aside." ”

Saying this, Fang Wei also thought of the scene when she saw the manuscript of "Lin Qing and Xu Bai" for the first time. At that time, I was still thinking about collecting that manuscript, but now not only is the manuscript gone, but it was taken by the president, and even a certain guy, I'm afraid that he won't have much intersection with him anymore.

Su Hang noticed the emotions of the girl around him, understood what she was thinking, and said: "It's not like you want to do that, in the future, when "Qingxu" develops, Teacher Tan will be very busy, and some specific things will definitely be connected between the two of us." ”

The young man said this, even if he didn't know if it could become a reality, Fang Wei was still very comfortable, and turned to the side again: "You are so confident in "Qingxu"? ”

'All I can say is that we had a good start and a good direction. Su Hang said: "If you don't succeed, it's bad luck." ”

"You're ...... Look very lightly. ”

"Perhaps."

"Why is it an interrogative sentence?"

"Because I'm not sure if I'm really indifferent."

Fang Wei: "......"

Fang Wei saw that the boy looked out of the window again, looking very carefully, and finally asked, "I found that you are always carefully observing your surroundings, is this a writer's habit?" ”

"Just looking at the scenery."

Fang Wei followed the young man's gaze for a moment and shook her head: "I think, there's nothing to look at?" ”

"Then you're going to have to introspect."

"Huh?"

"Reflect on whether you have really experienced, observed, and thought," Su Hang said: "Don't wait for the end of our lives to find that we haven't really lived." ”

"It's very philosophical," Fang Wei savored it carefully, and then asked, "Who said this?" ”

"Lu Xun."

Fang Wei: "......"

What doesn't feel right?

Back to Chengjiang Road again.

Su Hang returned to his hotel room, and his father had not woken up yet.

Fang Wei sat for a while, confirming that Su Hang did not plan to go out again, and it was time to get off work again, so she took her leave.

Walking to Boyi's staff dormitory, Fang Wei was still thinking about today's things, thinking of the boy's words, and then tried to look around.

Then, there was some frustration.

Even panic.

Wonder if you really don't have a pair of eyes to find beauty, and therefore, you can't feel life?

Back to the dorm.

Zhang Xiaoxiao, who lived with her, had already come back and was changing her clothes, and when she saw Fang Wei, she immediately said, "Congratulations." ”

There was obviously a bit of yin and yang in the tone.

Fang Wei simply ignored it, came to her table, and sat down a little depressed.

Zhang Xiaoxiao put on her underwear, turned around the small mirror on the table, was very satisfied, and began to put a pink dress on her body, while continuing: "I just gave 100,000 yuan in advance, and our president is also bold enough." With my current salary, it would take me 30 years to earn this money. ”

Fang Wei didn't want to quarrel with Zhang Xiaoxiao, but was still attracted to attention: "What...... 100,000? ”

"You 'businessmen'," Zhang Xiaoxiao glanced at a 'what to pretend' look: "It was not easy for the company to get a loan of 1 million, and I haven't seen anything, so I will give 10% at once." If this project is messed up, tsk ......"

Fang Wei finally understood.

Fang Wei had asked the parties before and knew that a certain teenager had reached an agreement with her own publishing house, but she didn't expect that there was an advance payment of 100,000 yuan in any case!

100,000.

Fang Wei subconsciously calculated.

Last month, my salary was 268 yuan, so if I want to earn so much, it seems that I have to work for 30 years!

Zhang Xiaoxiao put on her skirt, and when she saw that Fang Wei didn't fight back, it was boring to fight, so she picked up her bag and walked out, but she still couldn't help but chant while walking: "Originally, I had to say it well, and I fully supported our "Shanghai Sea" team, but suddenly there was such a one, I really don't know what to think." ”

Fang Wei still ignored Zhang Xiaoxiao's chatter, and ignored the other party's departure, at the moment, her mind was full of 100,000. I didn't expect that the boy who had been walking around on the bus with him for an afternoon would be like that, unconsciously...... easily earned 100,000.

Inexplicably, Fang Wei felt that it was becoming more and more difficult for her to calm down.

Fang Wei's heartbeat was a little faster.

I also thought of He Xiaowei from the finance department who was going to accommodate a few days ago, how long would it take for the other party to earn 100,000?

It can't be compared at all.

And, think about the boy again.

If it is the same age, no matter how stable the personality is, Fang Wei feels that if she suddenly earns 100,000 yuan and has a beautiful girl by her side, people who are a little more normal will probably be able to show off, right?

However......

The other party didn't.

It was not mentioned from beginning to end, and the whole afternoon was so uneventful.

It's so bland that it's annoying.

Feed!

You just earned 100,000 yuan, which is worth 30 years of work for others.

Show it off!

It's good for me to be envious.

Why not?

I'm still in the mood to see the scenery!

Also borrow books!

Also to find out what futures.

With such wood, even if you engage in those futures and make more money, what can you do?

Is it just a bus ride to continue to see the scenery?

Thinking about it, Fang Wei gradually had a position for someone: an abnormal guy!