In order to save his manuscript, Sun Quan decisively chose to give in. Not only did he give in, he also apologized and joked. The manuscript contained more than 300,000 words and could not be saved overnight.
It's okay to give in once, and you won't lose any meat anyway. If you hold on, you can save your skin for a while, but you will regret it later.
Sun Quan gave in, and Dayu felt comfortable, and finally gave Sun a free hand.
Sun Quan was filled with hatred for this.
I really didn't expect that after sending the archived manuscript, Dayu would actually catch someone Sun.
In order to avoid being threatened by Dayu from time to time in the future, Sun Quan made a mental decision to try to have as little contact with Dayu as possible in the next one or two months. Even if he did contact him, he would try to only talk about the script and nothing else.
As time goes by, this handle will no longer be a handle.
At that time, even if Dayu made this secret public, it would not matter. His grandson could just claim to the outside world that almost all the manuscripts have been used up.
…
There are times when I get tired of the food at home, even if the food cooked by Mrs. Wang is not bad.
At noon two days later, Sun Quan went home and finished his meal. When he wiped his mouth with a tissue, he casually said to Yuan Shuiqing: "Let's go to the Fisherman's Wharf to eat in the evening! We haven't been there for some days, so we just took it as a drop-in.
What do you think about the business situation?"
The catering industry under the name of the couple includes not only a 99 Braised Chicken Company, but also the Fisherman's Wharf on the banks of Tonghe River, which was also acquired by them a long time ago.
Compared with the single menu in 99 Braised Chicken, the variety of dishes in the Fisherman's Wharf store is much richer, and there are definitely dozens of dishes of various colors.
"Okay! Okay."
Yuan Shuiqing casually agreed that this was not a big deal.
Seeing that she agreed, Sun Quan looked at his parents and the others, "What about you? Are you going together?"
Yuan Shuiqing's cousin Han Li is still Yuan Shuiqing's assistant, but because she is an assistant, she has to work during the day. Recently, she seems to be working at the 99 Braised Chicken headquarters during the day every day.
Therefore, Han Li was not at Sun Quan's house for dinner today.
"Let's forget it, you two go and eat by yourself! Your dad and I can just eat at home and take care of the kids."
Sun Quan's parents looked at each other, and Sun Quan's mother shook her head and refused.
Sun Quan smiled and nodded, but did not persuade him.
It was a trivial matter in the first place. If my parents didn't go, I would let them go. I could decide when I wanted to go. After all, Fisherman's Wharf is my family's shop.
…
In the afternoon, not long after Sun Quan returned to the office on the second floor of Xianyu Studio, he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the office door was pushed open. Sun Quan turned to look at Dong Bao, who was smiling and bending slightly.
Seeing him entering the door, Sun Quan felt a little helpless.
Fu Lei's skill in recruiting this professional screenwriter is really too low. If he hadn't wanted to keep him and help train a few gunmen in the studio to write scripts, Sun Quan would have asked Fu Lei to fire this guy.
.
What's the use of keeping a screenwriter who can't write a good script?
Of course, Sun Quan would not say such hurtful words in person, and tried not to offend anyone. This was a habit he had gradually developed since he started doing business.
Therefore, when Sun Quan saw Dong Bao coming in, not only did he not make a long face, but he also gave him a smile.
"Teacher Dong! Do you have anything to do with me?"
After asking, he pointed to the seat on the side of the desk and motioned for Dong Bao to sit down.
Dong Bao nodded and slumped down on the chair, and asked with a somewhat reserved smile: "Mr. Sun, the second version of the script I showed you before... you haven't given me your opinion yet, what do you think?
Is it okay? If you have any opinions, just tell me and I will make changes according to your instructions."
Dong Bao's attitude was as humble as ever.
Sun Quan just guessed that he came here at this time for this matter.
After thinking about it, Sun Quan said to Dong Bao: "Teacher Dong, it's like this. I have a friend, um, a writing friend, and we have a pretty good relationship!"
Having said this, Sun Quan looked at Dong Bao with a smile, thinking that Dong Bao could understand the implication of his words on his own.
but no!
Dong Bao frowned and blinked blankly. Seeing that Sun Quan had stopped here, he couldn't help but ask: "Uh, Mr. Sun, what do you mean?"
Sun Quan secretly sighed, and had no choice but to improvise on the spot and make up a basket on the spot... No! I made up a lie for him on the spot, "Well, my friend has been very unlucky recently. His new book has been sold out, and his real job has also been lost.
My wife is divorcing him because of this matter... So, Teacher Dong, as a friend, he begged me for help, and I should help him regardless of circumstances, are you right?"
After all, Dong Bao was not too stupid. Hearing this, he finally understood. His face changed slightly and the smile on his face became a little stiff. "Mr. Sun, you, you won't leave the script to you."
...are we friends?”
Sun Quan squeezed out a helpless smile and nodded.
Sighing, "Oh! Yes! A friend! If you don't help him at the critical moment, is he still a friend? What do you think, Mr. Dong?"
Dong Bao was speechless and looked at Sun Quan with a frown.
"But, but..."
He wanted to say something more, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Sun Quan opened the drawer, took out a pack of Zhonghua, smoked one and handed it to him, comforting: "Teacher Dong, there is still a chance! There will be opportunities in the future. You should train the writers in our studio well in the near future."
Hand, do you think it’s okay?”
Dong Bao sighed in one breath, looking very disappointed, and stopped lingering. He stood up and forced out a smile, "Okay! Then Mr. Sun, I will go down and be busy, so I won't disturb your work."
"well!"
After Dong Bao left, Sun Quan thought for a while, picked up the landline phone on the table, and dialed Fu Lei.
On the phone, he told Fu Lei to find a suitable opportunity to resign Dong Bao.
It’s still the same sentence I just said: What’s the point of keeping a screenwriter who can’t write a script well?
Moreover, Sun Quan was inspired by asking Dayu to adapt the script this time.
He feels that when he needs a script in the future, he can turn to the great masters in the Internet literary circle to write it. Even if Dayu is no longer willing to take his work in the future, there are still many great masters in the Internet literary circle who are strong enough! The author of Qidian.com
At the meeting, they all drank together, so if you give them money to help write a script, it shouldn't be a big problem.
There must be someone willing to take on such a job.
After all, he, Sun, was a writer of Internet articles before and after his rebirth. As a member of Internet article writers, he knew very well what writers in this industry longed for most.
For example: the most urgent wish of Internet writers who are new to writing is probably to have their works signed by websites.
For example: For writers who have written one or two signed works, their strongest desire at the moment, in addition to the increasing subscription data for their works, is probably that their works can be printed and published.
As for those platinum masters at the starting point, their goals and aspirations will naturally be set higher.
Especially after Qiang Ge, CEO of Shanda Literature, proposed a pan-entertainment plan based on online literature, which of the great masters at Qidian wouldn’t want to sell game and film adaptation rights for their works? And then make their works into online games that are popular across the entire network.
And TV series or movies?
Some of the great masters have long had the desire to transform.
After all, they have made a lot of money writing online articles in the past few years.
But the job of writing online articles... is really hard work.
There are 365 days in a year, and it needs to be updated every day. Even if you take a day or two off during the Chinese New Year, you may be criticized by readers.
If you take more days off, the subscription data for the book you are serializing will decline, which will directly affect your royalties.
When you are poor, of course everyone can endure such hardships, or even a little harder.
But among those great gods now, which one is still poor?
No matter how poor you are, you probably have a net worth of several million, and those with better grades have tens of millions.
Now that you are so rich, look at how other rich people around you are living, and then look at how you are living?
Be the secretary when others have something to do, and be the secretary when they have nothing to do.
And what about yourself?
Every day, I have to sit in front of the computer as before, like a coder, typing non-stop, and there is no sense of happiness at all.
In comparison, screenwriters in the film and television industry have a much happier life.
Not only is there no pressure to update every day, but if you are lucky, you can sleep with a few starlets. Wouldn't that kind of life be desirable?
Sun Quan believes that those great gods are what he yearns for.
Because before he was reborn, when he was still a street kid, he had imagined such a life.
…
evening.
Sun Quan and Yuan Shuiqing drove to the Fisherman's Wharf. The driver was Cai Yanan. They were the only three people on the road.
When they arrived at the Fisherman's Wharf, Cai Yanan consciously stood outside the box door, guarding the door for Sun Quan and Yuan Shuiqing. Sun Quan and Yuan Shuiqing entered the box, not knowing that Cai Yanan was guarding the door, thinking that she had found a table outside.
, I ordered a few dishes and started eating them!
In the private room, as soon as Sun Quan and Yuan Shuiqing sat down, a young waitress came in to help pour tea and hand over menus.
This waiter should be new here, neither Sun Quan nor Yuan Shuiqing have seen him before.
Seeing her hand over the menu, Sun Quan and Yuan Shuiqing both laughed.
When you come to your own store, you still have to order from the menu?
The couple looked at each other and smiled. Fortunately, the manager of the store, Huang Weiwei, opened the door and walked in quickly.
As soon as he entered the door, he quickly said: "Mr. Sun, Mr. Yuan, I just gave some instructions in the kitchen. I'm late. I'm late. I'm sorry!"
Huang was surprised that he was originally the owner of this fisherman's wharf. Later, after the store was sold to Sun Quan and the others, Sun Quan did not let him out completely. Instead, he left him as the manager of the store and continued to manage the store for them.
After all, the business of this store was already very good. Huang Weiwei would not have been willing to sell this store if he had not incurred too many gambling debts.
In the past few years, under the management of Huang Weiwei, this store has indeed not disappointed Sun Quan and Yuan Shuiqing. During the peak season, it can bring them a profit of 200,000 to 300,000 yuan every month. Even in the off-season,
It can also maintain the store’s water, electricity, staff salaries and other expenses.
Therefore, the couple are quite satisfied with Huang Weiwei.
The attitude at this time can also be seen.
Seeing Huang entering the door in surprise, the couple both smiled.
Sun Quan waved his hand, "Manager Huang is serious. We just want to come over for a meal tonight and try the live fish from the river cooked here. It's dinner time now. You are busy with work. We all understand. By the way, there are some days
No, are you feeling well?"
As a boss, of course you should care about your subordinates occasionally.
The reason why Sun Quan asked Huang Weiwei about his physical condition was because Huang Weiwei was indeed quite old and his hair was starting to turn gray.
"Haha, it's pretty good. I'm in good health! Thank you, Mr. Sun, for your concern. Are the young lady and the two young masters okay? Hehe, you see I've been very busy recently. I haven't been to see the young lady and the two young masters for a long time.
You are young gentlemen now, have you two young gentlemen grown up a lot?"
Sun Quan cared about Huang Weiwei, and Huang Weiwei in turn cared about Sun Quan's daughter and two sons.
His words were also polite. At first glance, it sounded like the way people in the old society addressed their master's son and daughter.
"Xinxin, Dabao, and Xiaobao are doing well. By the way, Manager Huang, I will leave it to you to arrange the meals for Mr. Sun and I tonight! Just serve us whatever dishes the store is good at these days."
Yuan Shuiqing took over the conversation and told Huang Weiwei the request.
Huang Jingwei quickly agreed, and before going out, he turned around and asked: "Oh, I almost forgot, Mr. Sun, Mr. Yuan, what kind of wine do you two want to drink? Or drink?"
Hearing this, Sun Quan looked at his wife, "Want a bottle of red wine?"
Yuan Shuiqing smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's have a bottle of red wine!"
They are not particular about it. They want to drink some wine occasionally, and they never pay attention to the expensive red wine on the market. Neither of them is an alcoholic. They drink occasionally just to suit the scene and the atmosphere.
Even if they were allowed to drink expensive red wine, they probably wouldn't get any good out of it.
"Okay, okay! I'll make arrangements right away. Mr. Sun, Mr. Yuan, please wait a moment!"
Huang Jingwen went out, leaving the young waitress who served Sun Quan and Yuan Shuiqing tea and water with a question mark on her forehead, secretly guessing the identity of the young guests.
Mr. Sun?
Mr. Yuan?
Mr. Huang is so polite to them. Is he the CEO of some big company?
You are the boss at such a young age? Are you the second generation of rich people?
The young waiter was guessing in his mind, never expecting that the two people in front of him would be the big bosses of this store.
Naturally, Sun Quan and Yuan Shuiqing would not go out of their way to explain it to her.
After the waitress said goodbye and left the box, Yuan Shuiqing thought for a while and found a topic, "Ah Quan, regarding the candidate for the general manager of 99 Food Delivery... The headhunting company has already provided us with three candidates, why don't we take advantage of the opportunity now?
If you have time, may I briefly introduce it to you? Can you listen to it?"
Being idle is also idle.
Sun Quan smiled and nodded, "Okay, tell me about it!"
Yuan Shuiqing recalled while saying: "One is a master's degree graduate from Peking University School of Finance. It has been five years since graduation. He is currently working as the general manager of a catering company in Beijing. By the way, this man is a man. He is in his early thirties. His name is me.
I forgot, that’s probably the case anyway.”
"Peking University? Master's degree?" Sun Quan was a little surprised. Is the headhunting company so powerful this time? Do you dare to recruit a master's degree from Peking University for us?
Yuan Shuiqing smiled, nodded, and continued to introduce: "The second one is a woman. She is almost forty years old. She is my senior sister! She also graduated from our University of Science and Technology, but she has a higher education than me, and she also has a master's degree.
, it seems that she is currently working in a company in Shanghai, and her position is deputy general manager, but she has stayed in the position of deputy general manager for a relatively long time, more than eight years. This is why the headhunting company thinks she can help us find someone.