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Chapter 90 Someone wants to see you (25)
Chapter 90 Someone wants to see you (25)
Zhang Zhong scratched his head, when had he seen the elves?
"Daddy has a bad memory, didn't the elf give me the little house?"
It was only then that Zhang Zhong remembered what an elf was. At that time, he did tell Pengpeng that the little house was given by an elf.
"But you have never seen an elf, how do you know that an elf is like this?"
"That's what an elf looks like. When I was dreaming, she came to play with me." Pengpeng pinched his waist and said with certainty.
Zhang Chong rubbed his head and could only say, "The one who gave you the house may not be the same one who went to your dream, so Dad didn't recognize it."
"Oh, I see."
Xu Yuhan asked Pengpeng the elf last time.So I knew what was going on. Listening to the conversation between the father and daughter at this time, I couldn't help covering my mouth and laughing. It seems that even great writers are like ordinary people in front of their children.
As for Pengpeng's mother, Xu Yuhan never asked. She had some guesses in her heart, but she was never sure, and because of such speculation, she never asked, for fear that asking would make Pengpeng sad.
After Mengmu Xiaozhu left, Peng Peng hugged Zhang Zhong's neck and lay on his shoulders. On the way, Zhang Zhong suddenly received a call from Shen Jian.
"Mr. Zhang, are you up?"
Zhang Chong tilted his head to look at the yawning Pengpeng in his arms, and said, "What's the matter?"
Hearing Zhang Zhong's tone, Shen Jian didn't have ink marks, and said directly, "A friend wants to see you, and I want to ask what you mean."
"Meet me?" Zhang Zhong raised his eyebrows, the person who made Shen Jian call to talk about this matter must not be an ordinary friend, "Who?"
Shen Jian said: "Wen Jinjiang, do you know Mr. Zhang?"
"Of course I know, he wants to see me?"
"Well, it's this one. I didn't expect it. I called today and said this. You know that I can't offend him. But I still have to ask Mr. Zhang what you think about this matter. If you want to , Tomorrow I will act as an intermediary to make arrangements, if I don't want to, I will directly reject him, he is not unreasonable, after all, you are in a special situation now." Shen Jian said.
Zhang nodded, thinking about it in his heart.
Of course Wen Jinjiang knew that among the fifth-generation directors of Huaxia, Zhang Zhong liked this one the most. Let fans down.
He wanted to find himself... The only connection Zhang Zhong thought of between him and Wen Jinjiang was the adaptation of the novel.
But meeting him directly, and through Shen Jian, shouldn't be Wen Jinjiang's way of doing things.
As a director, it is said that he is still an executive and a director of Huayi Entertainment Co., Ltd. Even if he likes one of his novels, he should approach them through the copyright owner, even if they don't know who the right to adapt is. There, the first one to look for should also be the Surging Literature that published this book.
Looking for myself through Shen Jian, no matter how you look at it, it should be more personal.
But no matter what, Zhang Zhong did not reject meeting this director Wen Jinjiang, and with Shen Jian as the middleman, it was a good thing for all parties to meet.
It's just about the time, Zhang Zhong said to the phone, "It's fine to see you, but can you change the time?"
Shen Jian wondered, "The other party specifically mentioned it when they said this time. It's not that they are domineering, it's because Director Wen will leave for Longjiang Province the morning after tomorrow. Their company has a project. He promised to go there before, and he will come back next time." It will take about a few months. Teacher Zhang, do you have any urgent business tomorrow?"
Zhang Zhong looked at Pengpeng who was already asleep in his arms, he didn't have anything important to do tomorrow, but he just wanted to spend more time with Pengpeng at home.
After thinking for a while, he made a decision, and said to Shen Jian, "Well, it's just you, me, and Director Wen to meet. I don't really want anyone else."
Shen Jian smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry about this, I'll arrange it."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhong hugged his daughter up to make her more comfortable.
He was going to bring his daughter there tomorrow when he went to see Wen Jinjiang. Anyway, there were not many people there, so it was no big deal. When he saw Fang Xingkai last time, Peng Peng was also by his side and brought her something to eat and drink. She promised to be better than anyone else. All good.
"dad."
Zhang Zhong was startled, his daughter woke up?But tilting her head to look, the girl was still sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.
"Dad, elf￥%￥%...￥...￥%..."
Peng Peng still closed his eyes and said a lot of words, but Zhang Zhong only understood the first few words.
Zhang Zhong smiled, it turned out that she was talking in her sleep.
It seems to be talking about elves, maybe her elf friend went to find her in the dream again.
After returning home, Zhang Zhong was going to put Pengpeng directly on the bed to let her sleep, but his mother Hu Huifang insisted on letting Pengpeng take a bath.
Pengpeng slept really deeply. Her grandma undressed her, took a bath, and then got dressed. She did it with her eyes closed.
When Hu Huifang hugged Pengpeng into Zhang Zhong's arms, the little guy was still sleeping soundly and seemed not to be affected at all.
Maybe it has been like this many times before, she may be used to taking a bath while sleeping.
Zhang Zhong put Peng Peng on the bed, kissed her little face, and then drew the pink curtains.
There is no need to tell her a bedtime story tonight, so Zhang Zhong is a little more relaxed. After taking a bath, he went to the study to continue working.
"I'm a Fortune Teller" is still being created, and the general story has come out, but some of the details need to be carefully studied by Zhang Zhong.
Including some formulas in the book, he has to keep checking to ensure that what is written will not be too distorted.
Hu Huifang and Zhang Xingjun were watching TV in the living room, and it could be seen that they had gotten used to the tens of thousands of yuan sofa at home, and they were no longer as cautious as before. It could be seen from the fact that Zhang Xingjun put his feet on the coffee table .
No matter how expensive things are, they will be the same after a long time, so they are more expensive at the beginning.
Dad has been working on his canteen during this period of time. Compared with before, the business of his canteen has improved a lot, but his publicity costs are a bit high, and the books he sends out are worth a lot of money.
After "Ten Little Indian Boys" came out two days ago, he bought another [-] copies as event prizes.
But Zhang Xingjun also kept an eye out, he had also heard about the hardcover edition, so he opened the package after buying the book and searched the book, but there was not a single hardcover edition.
He knew that the most expensive postcard on the Internet sold for more than 2 yuan, so he urged Zhang Zhong to write a few more for him, and resell it for another sum of money.
Of course Zhang Zhong didn't agree to him. He could indeed write postcards to make money, but he didn't earn much, and it would disrupt the marketing of Surging Literature, so the gain outweighed the loss.
In order to let his father dispel this idea, Zhang Zhong told him the money he could earn after the publication of the two books, and Zhang Xingjun never mentioned this again.
He was intimidated by Zhang Zhong's remuneration.
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Zhang Zhong scratched his head, when had he seen the elves?
"Daddy has a bad memory, didn't the elf give me the little house?"
It was only then that Zhang Zhong remembered what an elf was. At that time, he did tell Pengpeng that the little house was given by an elf.
"But you have never seen an elf, how do you know that an elf is like this?"
"That's what an elf looks like. When I was dreaming, she came to play with me." Pengpeng pinched his waist and said with certainty.
Zhang Chong rubbed his head and could only say, "The one who gave you the house may not be the same one who went to your dream, so Dad didn't recognize it."
"Oh, I see."
Xu Yuhan asked Pengpeng the elf last time.So I knew what was going on. Listening to the conversation between the father and daughter at this time, I couldn't help covering my mouth and laughing. It seems that even great writers are like ordinary people in front of their children.
As for Pengpeng's mother, Xu Yuhan never asked. She had some guesses in her heart, but she was never sure, and because of such speculation, she never asked, for fear that asking would make Pengpeng sad.
After Mengmu Xiaozhu left, Peng Peng hugged Zhang Zhong's neck and lay on his shoulders. On the way, Zhang Zhong suddenly received a call from Shen Jian.
"Mr. Zhang, are you up?"
Zhang Chong tilted his head to look at the yawning Pengpeng in his arms, and said, "What's the matter?"
Hearing Zhang Zhong's tone, Shen Jian didn't have ink marks, and said directly, "A friend wants to see you, and I want to ask what you mean."
"Meet me?" Zhang Zhong raised his eyebrows, the person who made Shen Jian call to talk about this matter must not be an ordinary friend, "Who?"
Shen Jian said: "Wen Jinjiang, do you know Mr. Zhang?"
"Of course I know, he wants to see me?"
"Well, it's this one. I didn't expect it. I called today and said this. You know that I can't offend him. But I still have to ask Mr. Zhang what you think about this matter. If you want to , Tomorrow I will act as an intermediary to make arrangements, if I don't want to, I will directly reject him, he is not unreasonable, after all, you are in a special situation now." Shen Jian said.
Zhang nodded, thinking about it in his heart.
Of course Wen Jinjiang knew that among the fifth-generation directors of Huaxia, Zhang Zhong liked this one the most. Let fans down.
He wanted to find himself... The only connection Zhang Zhong thought of between him and Wen Jinjiang was the adaptation of the novel.
But meeting him directly, and through Shen Jian, shouldn't be Wen Jinjiang's way of doing things.
As a director, it is said that he is still an executive and a director of Huayi Entertainment Co., Ltd. Even if he likes one of his novels, he should approach them through the copyright owner, even if they don't know who the right to adapt is. There, the first one to look for should also be the Surging Literature that published this book.
Looking for myself through Shen Jian, no matter how you look at it, it should be more personal.
But no matter what, Zhang Zhong did not reject meeting this director Wen Jinjiang, and with Shen Jian as the middleman, it was a good thing for all parties to meet.
It's just about the time, Zhang Zhong said to the phone, "It's fine to see you, but can you change the time?"
Shen Jian wondered, "The other party specifically mentioned it when they said this time. It's not that they are domineering, it's because Director Wen will leave for Longjiang Province the morning after tomorrow. Their company has a project. He promised to go there before, and he will come back next time." It will take about a few months. Teacher Zhang, do you have any urgent business tomorrow?"
Zhang Zhong looked at Pengpeng who was already asleep in his arms, he didn't have anything important to do tomorrow, but he just wanted to spend more time with Pengpeng at home.
After thinking for a while, he made a decision, and said to Shen Jian, "Well, it's just you, me, and Director Wen to meet. I don't really want anyone else."
Shen Jian smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry about this, I'll arrange it."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhong hugged his daughter up to make her more comfortable.
He was going to bring his daughter there tomorrow when he went to see Wen Jinjiang. Anyway, there were not many people there, so it was no big deal. When he saw Fang Xingkai last time, Peng Peng was also by his side and brought her something to eat and drink. She promised to be better than anyone else. All good.
"dad."
Zhang Zhong was startled, his daughter woke up?But tilting her head to look, the girl was still sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.
"Dad, elf￥%￥%...￥...￥%..."
Peng Peng still closed his eyes and said a lot of words, but Zhang Zhong only understood the first few words.
Zhang Zhong smiled, it turned out that she was talking in her sleep.
It seems to be talking about elves, maybe her elf friend went to find her in the dream again.
After returning home, Zhang Zhong was going to put Pengpeng directly on the bed to let her sleep, but his mother Hu Huifang insisted on letting Pengpeng take a bath.
Pengpeng slept really deeply. Her grandma undressed her, took a bath, and then got dressed. She did it with her eyes closed.
When Hu Huifang hugged Pengpeng into Zhang Zhong's arms, the little guy was still sleeping soundly and seemed not to be affected at all.
Maybe it has been like this many times before, she may be used to taking a bath while sleeping.
Zhang Zhong put Peng Peng on the bed, kissed her little face, and then drew the pink curtains.
There is no need to tell her a bedtime story tonight, so Zhang Zhong is a little more relaxed. After taking a bath, he went to the study to continue working.
"I'm a Fortune Teller" is still being created, and the general story has come out, but some of the details need to be carefully studied by Zhang Zhong.
Including some formulas in the book, he has to keep checking to ensure that what is written will not be too distorted.
Hu Huifang and Zhang Xingjun were watching TV in the living room, and it could be seen that they had gotten used to the tens of thousands of yuan sofa at home, and they were no longer as cautious as before. It could be seen from the fact that Zhang Xingjun put his feet on the coffee table .
No matter how expensive things are, they will be the same after a long time, so they are more expensive at the beginning.
Dad has been working on his canteen during this period of time. Compared with before, the business of his canteen has improved a lot, but his publicity costs are a bit high, and the books he sends out are worth a lot of money.
After "Ten Little Indian Boys" came out two days ago, he bought another [-] copies as event prizes.
But Zhang Xingjun also kept an eye out, he had also heard about the hardcover edition, so he opened the package after buying the book and searched the book, but there was not a single hardcover edition.
He knew that the most expensive postcard on the Internet sold for more than 2 yuan, so he urged Zhang Zhong to write a few more for him, and resell it for another sum of money.
Of course Zhang Zhong didn't agree to him. He could indeed write postcards to make money, but he didn't earn much, and it would disrupt the marketing of Surging Literature, so the gain outweighed the loss.
In order to let his father dispel this idea, Zhang Zhong told him the money he could earn after the publication of the two books, and Zhang Xingjun never mentioned this again.
He was intimidated by Zhang Zhong's remuneration.
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Thanks a lot
(End of this chapter)
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