When Zhang Tan returned to Little Red Horse, it was already past 10 pm. All the children were asleep, Xiaobai had gone home, and Jiang Bin was not here tonight either.
There is Xiaobai's fish maw glass bottle at the door, half filled with boiled peanuts.
He took a shower and sat at his desk to deal with emails. Qiao Rong from Pujiang International Publishing House sent him an activity plan for the book signing event.
Although it is not very famous, it is popular now. Qiao Rong asked the publishing house for help and encouraged Zhang Tan to do one. TV series are so popular now, and setting up a gimmick is also a news point.
After replying to the email, Zhang Tan opened Bihu and found more than 30 private messages.
Not long ago, "How do you view Chinese comics" topped the hot search list on Bihu. As a screenwriter, he personally participated in the answer and it was the answer with the most likes. As a result, he got to know many animation workers.
A person with the online name "Right Hand·Inexplicable Luck" has been keeping in touch with Zhang Tan, and this time there was also a private message from him.
"We have a party at the bar on West Chang'an Street at 7 o'clock on Saturday night. If Mr. Zhang has time, we warmly invite you to attend. We are all animation lovers. Let's chat together and treat it as acquaintances."
This is a face-to-face meeting. Zhang Tan thought for a moment, isn’t West Chang’an Street just outside the Little Red Horse? I’ll go take a look when the time comes. It’s only a few steps away, so he replied “Okay”.
He didn't know that the "right hand·inexplicable luck" on the other side of the Internet was very excited about this and immediately announced the news in the group.
The writers of "The Bear" are coming to their Saturday party!
Everyone is very excited. On the one hand, they have met a new friend. On the other hand, this person is a big touch.
The people in this group are all animation workers. Some do animation, some draw comics, some have opened their own studios, and some are working part-time, but most of them are freelance creators. If they do well, they will have their works published.
I have done it before, and even adapted it into animation. If I was not very successful, I would serialize comics on the Internet, just like the author of online articles, working hard every day to draw and earn some royalties.
"Unlucky Bear" is one of the most popular animations in China at this stage. The screenwriter Zhang Tan is a veritable big touch in their eyes. It is a rare opportunity to have close contact with the big touch.
After dealing with emails and private messages, Zhang Tan closed his laptop and closed the windows. The wind was very strong and cold at night, and the hot-blooded young man couldn't stand it.
It had been a long time since he had watched a movie. He opened the private theater, turned off the lights at home, and sat on the sofa to watch while peeling the boiled peanuts brought by Xiaobai and eating them. They were delicious.
One of the movies I watched on demand turned out to be a romance movie!
After being without the nourishment of love for too long, Zhang Tan couldn't bear the abuse, so he turned it off and switched to a war movie, which suited his current state of mind.
"By the way, I haven't seen my red envelope yet."
Zhang Tan thought of the red envelope Gao Xiaolan sent and it was still in the envelope.
He put down the fish maw glass bottle, stood up, found the red envelope, turned on the lamp on the desk, tore open the opening, and poured out a bank card and a piece of red paper.
The piece of paper said: 88888 yuan.
There is also a paragraph to the effect of congratulating him, praising him, and hoping that he will continue to work hard and achieve greater success.
Very auspicious numbers.
Zhang Tan put the bank card into his wallet. I don't know how much Xiaobai got. I'll find out tomorrow.
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In late autumn, night comes early. When Bai Jianping came out of the subway after get off work, it was already half dark.
He found the pancake and fruit stand at the intersection and walked around the car.
"Where do you live?" Malanhua asked.
"Our little Bailie?"
"We'll have dinner at Officer Ding's house tonight."
"She's so delicious, the police gave her a treat."
"Better than you."
Bai Jianping muttered something unknown and gave her a hand. The two of them were busy until the lanterns came on. Finally, all the pancakes and fruits were sold out, and they were ready to go home.
"Get in the car and sit on the passenger seat." Bai Jianping got on the stall truck.
"A hammer co-pilot."
Even so, he still got in the car and was driven back home by Bai Jianping.
When I went up the stairs, I found that the voice-activated light in the corridor was broken.
"Old Ma, you go home first, and I'll buy a light bulb."
He went to the small shop downstairs to buy a light bulb and two ice creams. When he returned home, he gave the ice cream to Lao Ma first.
When Malanhua saw this, she glared at him and said, "Paw, buy this? Did you give out a red envelope again today? Hand it over!"
"No, no! I just want to treat you to a meal."
"I won't eat it, let Xiaobai eat it."
"The little white guy isn't here."
"Then wait until she comes back and give it to her."
"I don't have a refrigerator at home, it will melt."
"If Xiaobai knew how to nag, he would call you a bastard."
"Hahaha, I just want to eat it secretly while she's not around."
"You are indeed a black man, Xiaobai learned from you."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to eat? If you don't want to eat, I won't have any problem if I eat two by myself. This is my strength."
"Who said I don't want to eat? Bring it."
Malanhua ate the ice cream and threw the box in the trash. Bai Jianping picked it up and said, "Don't throw it away, Xiaobai will find it."
"Paw, you still want to eat the box?"
"I'll take a hammer and throw it outside. This is called destroying the corpse and eradicating traces."
"You're so skilled. You've done it a lot, haven't you?"
"I'm a good man, I swear, Lao Ma, this is the first time."
Malanhua let him go for now.
Bai Jianping went to throw away the ice cream box and changed the light bulb in the corridor. When he came back, Malanhua had already prepared dinner, but it was too shabby. There were only two dishes, and it looked like there were leftovers from lunch.
"Old Ma, you are so stingy. I treat you to ice cream, and you give me this?"
"Xiao Bai is not here, let's just do whatever we want."
"This is not about being casual, it's about being casual and nagging!"
"You have wine and peanuts, aren't they enough?"
Seeing that the old horse was about to get mad, Bai Jianping kept chatting, so he just had to make do with it.
"Hey Nao, can you use your mobile phone to do banking?" Malanhua asked.
"Of course I can, this is my strength."
Malanhua stood up, brought her mobile phone, and then a bank card.
"Where do you want to live? Do you want to transfer money?"
"My dear, this is Xiaobai's bank card. Transfer money to it."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The bank card she took over was the one in Xiaobai’s red envelope, the ICBC gold card.
"Why do you need to transfer money to this card?"
"Save it for Xiaobai."
"Oh, did you take out the 10,000 yuan here?"
"No."
"Then what else can you save?"
"Xiaobai still has money for filming!"
That's part of the 80,000 yuan.
Bai Jianping didn't ask any more questions. He fiddled with his phone for a while, then finally asked: "How much money do I need to transfer?"
"30,000 yuan."
"Oh, that's a lot. My little guy wants to get rich. No, we have a total of 80,000 yuan. Why is it 30,000 yuan for Xiaobai?"
"Hey, I have 30,000 yuan, Xiaobai has 30,000 yuan, and you have 20,000 yuan."
When Bai Jianping heard this, he was unhappy: "Why do you give me 20,000 yuan??!!! You have 20,000 yuan, and Xiaobai and I each have 30,000 yuan!"
Malanhua sneered: "Do you want to read the contract?"
"I don't believe it! I never believe it!"
Malanhua didn't waste any time and got up to get the contract.
When Bai Jianping saw this, he immediately changed his tone: "It's so nagging, so nagging, I think about it. Lao Ma, you have 30,000 yuan, I have 30,000 yuan, and Xiaobai has 20,000 yuan."
Malanhua slapped the table: "Stop talking nonsense and make money quickly, 30,000 yuan."
Bai Jianping: "Can you be kinder? I was so scared that my hands shook and I transferred a total of 300,000."
"My family doesn't have 300,000, so you can turn the hammer."
"...That's so annoying. Do you want to give Xiaobai your bank card?"
"She is so young, she is just a melon. She thought it was just paper and melons. How can I give it to her? I will save it for her first. This time I will go home to buy something for her grandma and use her own money.
money money.”
Bai Jianping was pleased and sighed: "My little Bai is still a 4-year-old baby, and she can make money. 40,000 yuan is amazing. When she is 20 years old in the future, won't she have 200,000 yuan? Okay! Let's have a drink."
He reached out to pour the wine, but found that the bottle was gone, and Lao Ma took it away first.
"I've finished drinking today's wine. Come back tomorrow."
"I won't drink it tomorrow, let me drink it today."
"You earn 20,000 yuan, and you still bargain with me?"
