"Hi, here!" Chen Ming waved to Han Zihe who had just entered from the corner of the cafe.

On the fifteenth floor of the Quanyu Building, there was a retro-decorated coffee shop. Under the guidance of the waiter, Han Zihe heard Chen Ming's greeting as soon as he walked in.

After thanking the waiter for his service with a gentle smile, Han Zihe quickly walked to the corner and sat down opposite Chen Ming: "Long time no see."

"Long time no see!" Holding up the coffee cup as if holding a champagne glass, Chen Ming performed an ancient European ritual. Chen Ming laughed lazily and with a nasal sound, "They say that horses with thousands of miles of horses often exist but Bole does not. How about that?

Great writer, am I, the boss of Bole, interesting enough? Less than half a year after signing the contract, you can already publish books and periodicals. Are you satisfied with this kind of training for a talented person? "

Han Zihe knew that this person was fond of joking, and his jokes seemed false and true. If you took it seriously, you would inevitably end up being pretentious. If you just took it as a joke, that's fine. Soon you would realize that the joke was not funny.

Han Zihe had seen many people like Chen Ming in his previous life. Not to mention other things, he knew that many of the bosses, opponents, and bosses he faced during his undercover career were like this.

People like them are very casual. When they say such things, they may not have any malicious intent or deep meaning. Their casualness is based on self-confidence and even a little pride; it is based on their own abilities, strength and

In terms of achievement.

Of course, if it were anyone else, they would inevitably feel restrained when facing a boss like Chen Ming who doesn't look like a good person at all; but, I'm sorry, Chen Ming is facing a boss who may not be kind to him when he is good, but he may not be good when he is bad.

There must be someone more evil than the other person. If you have a certain style, you won’t be able to watch it.

"Vice President Chen, I personally believe that a person's success is based on the future. I would like to express my gratitude and honor for your help and training in the past. As for your future cultivation, I... will wait and see!" The same is true.

As soon as he got up, he was given a general signal. Han Zihe smiled and took a few sips of coffee, then took out the brown paper bag that had been prepared.

"These are the revised drafts of "Philosophy Walks the World". The main plot has been perfected. Of course, maybe the editors will find some typos. They should have slipped under my nose."

"What a naughty typo!" Chen Ming nodded seriously. He pursed his lips with a smile and opened his eyes wide, as if Han Zihe was referring to a naughty child.

"That's right!" Han Zihe didn't mind laughing first.

As two people who have just established a preliminary friendship and have the potential to become good friends, appropriate jokes are a must. But too much will be boring.

Fortunately, Han Zihe and Chen Ming were both people with this kind of awareness and awareness, so the two started talking about business.

"The outline and beginning of "Hire Soldiers in the Grass" that you proposed are indeed very good. It just so happens that our publishing house is going to launch a fantasy magazine, so your article is a pioneer!" Chen Ming said with a smile, "Maybe

It can be an instant hit!"

"I don't dare to have such extravagant expectations. I just hope that I can live up to my expectations." Han Zihe flipped through the contract that Chen Ming had prepared long ago and read it word by word. After confirming that there was no problem, he unscrewed the pen prepared beside him.

Sign your name while dancing.

"There's another one, take a look, are you interested?" Chen Ming pulled out a folder while Han Zihe was signing the contract, opened it and handed it over, smiling, "Philosophy, politics and economics can all be discussed in a simple and in-depth way.

Topic, our company is reading your book "Lu Qian's Wonderful Journey", oh, it is also "Philosophy Walking in the World", it has a very popular audience, and according to estimates, this book has the potential to be a hot seller, so I thought

Let me see if you can publish another sister volume, preferably one that is economical."

After listening to this, Han Zihe asked: "The company wants me to write an article to put economics in front of everyone in an easy-to-understand way through examples and figures?"

"Yes! That's it! You also know that if economics really follows the principles, it can stun people! Oh my god, they are so abominable that they are like tempting bad guys, a paradise full of thorns! They are

It’s a fruit with a hard shell. Although it tastes delicious, most people can’t crack the shell, so they can only look at it with dismay.”

"Then...Vice President Chen, do you want me to be the one who picks up the tools and knocks them open?"

"Of course! Ah... it would be even better if our writer Han could break them apart, mash them up, and serve them into delicious food."

"Okay, okay, but... I would like to make a suggestion. I wonder if Vice President Chen will listen to it?"

"Please say!"

Chen Ming looked like he was listening attentively, and Han Zihe also looked serious: "Mr. Chen, the sage said 'teach students in accordance with their aptitude'. Although it is not very appropriate to use it here, but you have to follow the author's instructions.

Xing. Son is coming?... I am a relatively humble person and cannot listen to exaggerated praise.

Now, I am just a small author and cannot be called a "writer"...especially the title of "big writer". If others hear this, if they know it, we are joking; if they don't know, they will think it is

I am arrogant without knowing it!

Of course, when I can truly take off this laurel crown, I hope Mr. Chen can shout a few more times."

"Ok!" Chen Ming made an OK gesture and said with a smile, "Okay, I accept this suggestion, then... let's not call you Mr. Chen, but a Korean writer!... Simply, I'll call you 'Zihe',

How about you call me 'Chen Ming'?"

"No, if you call me 'Zihe', I always feel like I'm going to get goosebumps!" Han Zihe touched his arm and smiled, "I call you Chen Ming, you can call me 'Xiao Han', call me 'freda'

' is fine, or 'Frieda' is fine too."

"Understood! Understood!" Chen Ming put on a surrendering posture and laughed, "I don't dare to call you 'Zihe'. Otherwise, if I pour such a big bottle of vinegar into my mouth, your husband will be jealous and come to settle the score with me! ...

...Okay! I’ll call you Xiao Han. Don’t look at it and it sounds ordinary. After all, it’s our national language and it’s called friendly!”

Han Zihe shrugged and let him do whatever he wanted.

"Well, regarding the new book, oh, I mean the book on economics. Our company wants to release this philosophy book when it is popular. In other words, the company does not plan to serialize it...

Of course, I will also try to get you more revenue from copyright sharing, what do you think?"

Han Zihe said there was no problem: "I'll have to ask Chen Ming to pay more attention!"

"It's within the scope of my responsibilities, of course!" Chen Ming pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Han Zihe, "As for the new book, do you have any drafts of the title?"

"Well, let me think about it!" As an author who takes coding as a hobby and side job, he said that it is so easy to work on site!

"Just call it..."Qiao Yun's Gold Coin", how about it?"

After Han Zihe finished speaking, Chen Ming's eyes lit up, he snapped his fingers and immediately agreed: "Okay! Let's call it "Qiao Yun's Gold Coin"!"

While he was talking, all the lights in the originally brightly lit cafe suddenly went dark.

As a result, this space with no windows and all the light came from lights was immediately plunged into darkness!

Along with the darkness comes the panic of the people in the space! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!