Seeing Wang Debao's thoughtful look, Zheng Yuanjie suddenly asked curiously: "What did you think of?"
How can Wang Debao be so big-mouthed? He immediately changed the subject without revealing any trace: "I think Chief Editor He is very courageous and responsible. He dares to venture and fight hard. This children's literature magazine will definitely be in the hands of Chief Editor He.
Carry it forward and reach higher levels.”
Zheng Yuanjie was stunned when she heard this: "Brother, are you starting to flatter me now? Lao He hasn't come yet."
Wang Debao laughed. After a few seconds of buffering, his mind thought of a change of words, so he took the initiative to bring the topic back.
"Old Zheng, I'm not flattering you, but I really admire you. Think about it, even a layman like me knows the risks. How could Chief Editor He not know about them? But he still did it... so I think so.
, there may be something that he can see that we can’t see...that thing is worth his risk."
"Hey, you boy, I really belong to you!" Zheng Yuanjie was really surprised this time, shocked by Wang Debao's political acumen.
He had always felt that his regard for Wang Debao was already very high, but now he realized that it was not enough!
After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Zheng Yuanjie said: "Let's not talk about this matter outside. Let's wait until Lao He comes out with the results and see what he says."
Naturally, this is what Wang Debao wants. There is no way he would try to dismantle He Yuankui.
This time, Wang Debao followed Zheng Yuanjie back to the studio and turned on the briquette stove. Wang Debao used a cattail leaf fan to fan the air inlet. Zheng Yuanjie prepared the ingredients. When the water in the pot boiled, he threw all the ingredients in and started a big stew.
When all the meat and vegetable ingredients are cooked, add two kilograms of noodles, and each person will hold an aluminum lunch box, put them out and start eating.
The two of them went back and forth, even missing lunch, and they were both very hungry. The food tasted really delicious now.
When the food was almost done, Zheng Yuanjie took out a bottle of Erguotou and a paper box of peanuts from under the table...
Wang Debao's eyes widened when he looked at it. Good guy, Lao Zheng's studio really has everything. My brother, this is the army hot pot that will be eaten by future Internet celebrities thirty years in advance... But this high-quality liquor, isn't it?
Is this a bit too much? I’m not an adult yet!
However, Zheng Yuanjie did not give Wang Debao a chance to escape. He took out two enamel cups from the cabinet, placed them on the table, one for each person, then unscrewed the bottle caps and started pouring tons of white wine.
Wang Debao's face instantly turned green...
Oh my god! This enamel cup of Erguotou costs at least three or four taels. Old Zheng, you are trying to knock me down!
Just when Wang Debao was about to refuse, Zheng Yuanjie picked up the enamel cup and dua
He touched Wang Debao's enamel cup and said, "Come and drink!"
Wang Debao was furious: "Old Zheng, you are shameless. You have filled my cup, but you haven't poured your cup yet. Now you are toasting with my full cup with an empty cup..."
Before Wang Debao could finish his words, Zheng Yuanjie had already filled up his enamel cup, and said unhurriedly: "I'm afraid you'll run away... just drink three taels of that, and the other seven taels."
It’s all mine.”
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Wang Debao was also speechless. He could tell that Zheng Yuanjie seemed to be worried or touched, so she wanted to drink...otherwise, she wouldn't have forced him to drink with him.
When it comes to chatting, drinking tea is more suitable for chatting, and the jasmine silver needles from Lao Zheng are much better than the jasmine high-cut ones from Chief Editor He.
One sentence: Lao Zheng wants to talk drunkenly... drunken words are what is in his heart.
An idea flashed in his mind, and he figured out this truth. Wang Debao didn't need to refuse because he was underage or had to go home at night... So why not get drunk with your friends?
The two of them have been friends for years, and Lao Zheng is indeed a good character, otherwise he and his "Fairy Tale King" would not be able to survive for decades in future generations.
Wang Debao picked up the enamel cup and took a sip...
Damn it!
Wang Debao suddenly felt a line of fire, all the way down from his mouth, along his esophagus, and into his stomach... However, he surprisingly did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he enjoyed the spiciness of high-quality liquor in the first sip.
"How do you feel?" Zheng Yuanjie peeled off two peanuts, threw them into his mouth, and watched Wang Debao taste the wine with a smile.
It can be seen that this is Wang Debao's first time drinking liquor, and his cautious look is very interesting.
However, Wang Debao smacked his lips, suddenly slapped the table, and said, "Who are you looking down on? This is the bottle for today, and each of us will get half of it."
Zheng Yuanjie laughed, picked up the enamel cup and took a big sip, but half of it was lost in one sip.
Damn it!
Lao Zheng, you are an old man!
Wang Debao glared at Zheng Yuanjie angrily, imitating his example, and killed half of it in one go... What a great guy! How cool!
Wang Debao instantly felt blood rushing to the top of his head, and everything in front of him became blurry.
Zheng Yuanjie smiled and stuffed peanuts into Wang Debao's mouth and said, "You are so stubborn. Why are you drinking in such a hurry? Eat some peanuts to squeeze it down."
It took Wang Debao a while to calm down. His body was excited and his eyes were wandering, but his mind was particularly flexible... He even thought that maybe a slightly tipsy state could better exert the effect of the super-god state?
"Old Zheng, tell me what's on your mind," Wang Debao said after eating a handful of peanuts.
"You kid, you are really..." Zheng Yuanjie was a little stunned, but then she felt it was normal. After taking a sip of Erguotou, she said with emotion: "I have been writing for many years. I joined the Writers Association, and I also earn money.
Here we are, I have a little bit of fame...but, more and more, I feel that there are too many rules and regulations!"
While peeling peanuts, Wang Debao said: "If you don't like it, then start your own magazine and write whatever you want. No one can restrict you with any restrictions."
Zheng Yuanjie suddenly froze and looked at Wang Debao in disbelief.
Wang Debao smiled drunkenly and said: "If there are old people at the top and young people at the bottom, and life is forcing you to have no choice, then you have no choice. Lao Zheng, your trouble is definitely not this... So, since you have a choice, why
Do you still have to force yourself?"
Zheng Yuanjie was still frozen, looking at Wang Debao in disbelief. She felt that every word that came out of the young man's mouth was like a Hong Zhong Da Lu, impacting his mind.
Starting a magazine by yourself... This is something Zheng Yuanjie has never thought about in her life.
He is just an individual, how can anyone run a magazine? But if you want to find an affiliated unit, there is still a mother-in-law in charge of it, and you are still unhappy...
Under the influence of alcohol, Zheng Yuanjie expressed her doubts.
Wang Debao laughed and took advantage of his drunkenness and said: "Affiliation... I know you must be worried that the affiliation is unreliable, but you can find an organization you trust. You can do whatever you want, just take it.
Pi, as long as you have a strong relationship, I think it can still be done."
Historically, Zheng Yuanjie's "Fairy Tale King" magazine was affiliated with the Lingxi Provincial Youth League Committee, and the publisher was his father's comrade-in-arms.
Therefore, even if Wang Debao says nothing, Zheng Yuanjie will still go back to his original historical trajectory in the end.
This is now, Wang Debao said in advance, Zheng Yuanjie's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he thought of something.
Wang Debao continued: "In fact, the control is relatively loose now. Do it as early as possible. The later it is, the more formal it will be. There will be more rules and regulations, and you will not be happy when the time comes."
Zheng Yuanjie obviously didn't hear the last sentence. He was already thinking about his connections and how to operate them.
Wang Debao took a sip of wine and suddenly felt that he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do what he did... Historically, Zheng Yuanjie published "The Fairy Tale King" for 36 years, at least 30 of which were spent defending rights, and some character trademarks were robbed
Note, there are thousands of infringement cases, really countless.
Lao Zheng, who is upright and serious, has been defending his rights and filing lawsuits... Piracy is an insurmountable barrier in the creativity industry!