After breakfast, the three Ni Yinghong sisters left home together and went to work together.
After a while.
After Chu Heng and others smoked an after-dinner cigarette, they also came out of the house carrying a net bag and drove out of Banchang Hutong.
Bai Bart and Zhu Rongke have finished two days of intense study work and will leave by train today. Du San will also go with them, so Chu Heng has to go and see off everything today.
Volga flew all the way through the street market and soon arrived at the Municipal Bureau Guest House.
Du San had already come over at this time and was waiting downstairs of the guest house. He was accompanied by Jiang Keba and four or five other strong men who were accompanying him, all of whom were top players.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
After Chu Heng drove his car and stopped beside them, several people hurriedly gathered around.
"Master Chu!"
"You are here, Master Chu!"
"Bang!"
Chu Heng got out of the car, glanced at the old brothers who were standing respectfully beside him, took out a cigarette and smoked it, and asked Du San: "Are you ready for everything?"
"How can I forget this!"
Du San smiled and patted the bag he carried with him, and said: "But this time I didn't bring too much. I just brought five watches. I plan to explore the way first. If there is a way, I will have someone give them to me."
"Yes, it's better to be conservative." Chu Heng nodded approvingly and asked, "Where are Bai Bart and the others?"
"Okay, stop talking, I understand." Chu Heng waved his hand with a sad look on his face, and then told them a few more words, and Bai Bart and Bai Bart walked out of the guest house with their luggage.
"Oh, Comrade Chu!"
When Zhu Rongke saw him, he quickly walked a few steps, put down his luggage in front of Chu Heng, shook hands with him vigorously, and said with a smile: "Why are you still here?"
"You are leaving, so you must give him something." Chu Heng smiled and handed him the net bag in his hand, which contained four bottles of wine, a large bag of cakes, a bag of peanuts and two smoked chickens: "This
Take it and eat it on the way."
Zhu Rongke was about to refuse, but Bai Bart took the thing honestly and politely, and said with a naive smile: "Thank you."
"We brothers are so polite!"
Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him, turned to greet Du San and the others to help them put their luggage into the trunk, and then drove Bai Bart and Zhu Rongke towards the train station.
Du Sange and several others followed closely behind on their bicycles.
When they arrived at the place, because there was enough time and there was nothing inconvenient, Chu Heng went directly to the platform without looking for anyone, parked the car nearby, and Du San and others handed over the bicycles they had ridden to several people in this area.
The little brother who was fooling around asked them to help him send it back, and the group entered the station with large and small packages.
As soon as a few goods entered, the expressions of the police officers responsible for security work at the station changed. They quickly arranged a few people near them to keep an eye on their movements, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
In fact, I don’t blame them. Just look at this group of people. Except for Chu Heng, every one of them is tall and round, and none of them looks like a good person.
So, after many checks and confirmations, it was not until nine o'clock that Bai Bart, Du San and others boarded the train with difficulty, and Chu Heng also drove away from the train station.
Having nothing to do, he didn't wander around anywhere else and turned the car around directly towards Banchang Hutong.
All the way home, as soon as he entered the hospital, he was pestered by the clingy little tiger girl and played ball with her for a long time. After the little guy got sleepy, he sent him back to the old lady's house.
Then I went to the main room, made a pot of tea, found an ancient book, and lay leisurely on the Arhat bed and started reading.
After a long time like this, after lunch, Chu Heng, who felt a little sleepy, went back to the bedroom, ready to take a rest.
He came to the bed and took off his clothes. Just as he lay down to sleep, he accidentally glanced at the pile of manuscripts placed by Ni Yinghong on the pillow.
"Is this thing really that good-looking?"
Chu Heng, who was a little unconfident because of Ni Yinghong's obsession with these two books, thought for a while, reached for the manuscript and flipped through it. He found some content that he had not read before, lit a cigarette and read carefully every word.
With.
But after watching it for more than ten minutes, he couldn't stand it anymore.
"How can such a clichéd thing make them so obsessed?"
Chu Heng put the manuscript back speechlessly. At this moment, he was very sure that it was not that he had no taste, but that Ni Yinghong and the others had little knowledge. He couldn't help but curled his lips: "I can do it if it's me!"
Then, he pulled the quilt over himself and prepared to take a nap.
"Eh!"
Not two minutes after he lay down, Chu Heng suddenly sat up with a start, squinted his eyes thoughtfully, and glanced at the stack of manuscripts beside him.
Just now, he suddenly had an idea.
Get a copy yourself!
Anyway, he is going to get maggots now that he is idle every day, so he might as well find something to do.
Moreover, a writer's identity is quite popular outside. If he can really produce a best-selling book, he may not be able to become a guest wherever he goes, like Avima, and this will also help his future plans.
There is a lot of help.
The more Chu Heng thought about it, the more he felt that this was a feasible thing to do. He had read a lot in his previous life, so why not just pick up a best-selling book and copy it?
"But what should I copy?"
He bit his fingers and thought hard.
"Yes!"
Just a moment later, Chu Heng's eyes suddenly lit up, and four big words popped up in his mind.
Harry Potter!
The reason why I chose it is because this book has a large readership and high sales. The most important thing is that he is familiar with it. He has read the original book, watched the movie, and read several of the books, so he is basically familiar with the plot and various settings.
Still remembering that he thought it wouldn't take much trouble to copy it.
"Then I'm sorry, little sister Luo Lin."
Chu Heng was also crazy. He did whatever he thought of. He didn't even sleep. He opened the quilt, put on his clothes, and went to the study room. He took out paper and pen to start copying.
Then……
I've been holding it in all afternoon and can't even write twenty words.
"This stuff is really not something ordinary people can write!"
Chu Heng dropped the pen with a look of despair, crumpled a piece of manuscript paper in front of him into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.
At this moment, he was very confused.
He obviously knew the plot well and even had pictures in his mind, but why didn't he know how to start writing when he was about to write it?
"I'd better coax the kids to it. I don't have any talent for writing this."
He stood up sadly and left the study with a sigh.
…
Lu Shuren once said that some people are just mean.
When I'm free, I want to do something, and when I'm busy, I want to take a rest.
And it just so happened that Chu Heng was such a bitch.
That day, he had a whim to copy books and become famous, but failed. After only three days of coaxing the children at home, he really couldn't rest any longer.
At about nine o'clock in the morning that day, Chu Heng played with the two children for a while, then ran to Ni Yinghong's bird house to feed the birds, and finally couldn't help but sneak out of the house.
"Where to go?"
Chu Heng sat in the car and thought about it, and finally decided to go to the grain management office to see if there was anything that needed him.
However, the three deputy directors, Ding Antai and Su Chen, are very capable. Under their diligent and responsible management, the entire grain management office is in order, without any problems.
Chu Heng was there, but he let the three of them waste their time serving him.
It can be said that even taking a breather in the food pipeline is unnecessary. Rolling as far as possible is the greatest contribution.
So he walked around the office a lot, and when he saw that there was really nothing he could do, he left wisely, but instead of going home, he turned back to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to see what was going on with Liu Haokong.
