Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.
As an ordinary person, Sun Peng certainly does not have such a character. All he can do, or want to do, is to achieve enlightenment by one person, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
The words are a bit ugly, but the truth is this.
What's more, in this world, Sun Peng only has these relatives, so he doesn't mind sharing his interests with them at all. It's just that his uncle, sister-in-law and other elders are approaching retirement, so Sun Peng can only be filial, but the three
The two sisters must be taken care of. The eldest sister, the second sister, a manager and a lawyer, Sun Peng is fully confident that they can live a good life. As for the little cousin Lin Lin...
So many tailor-made TV series, are they not enough for her?
It's just that the eldest sister is easy to talk to, but the second sister Sun Ya is very arrogant and disdainfully said that Sun Peng's publishing contract and other small tasks are not worth so much money at all, and insists on not taking a penny from her younger brother. Sun Peng doesn't care, anyway, time travel
Which one of them will not have a huge career and make a lot of money every day in the future? Not to mention a lawyer, even a team of lawyers can afford it!
Don't be in a hurry, take your time.
Shuxiang Publishing House printed an additional 300,000 sets of each of The Condor and Swordsman, which would definitely be enough in a short period of time. After firmly rejecting Zheng Ye's suggestion to sign the book, Sun Peng waited for the next one.
Monthly royalties are collected. As for Shendiao Publishing... My online subscriptions are so popular now, and physical books are also selling like crazy. We can discuss the conditions.
Don't be in a hurry, take your time!
So after finishing the printing matter, Sun Peng began to "retreat" because he suddenly found that he was very busy now: going to the old house to work as a supervisor two or three times a week, completing the script of Crazy Lady in August, and also
You have to come up with at least one song within a week - Lao Zhao said that the band and backup dancers should be in place within a week.
But no matter how busy he was, Sun Peng never forgot to play a game of football on Saturday morning.
It's just that this Saturday was the same as last time. Among the friends who played golf were forensic doctor Wu Ming and forensic officer Wang Chengliang. Sun Peng, who had always been abused in the past, was overjoyed because he could finally find a little bit of hope from the two technical staff who lacked sports.
It feels so sad...
After two hours, the other golfers dispersed.
"Oh, it seems I really need to exercise."
Patting his big belly, Wu Ming said sadly.
"Hey, let's go jogging every day!"
Sun Peng, who had had a great time today, was in a very good mood. He laughed and gave his own advice: "Have you never seen what I looked like a year ago? I could lose ten goals in three games with Zheng Jia! What's the result? We
Knowing shame and then being brave, I have been training for a year regardless of rain or shine. Now look at these muscles and this size..."
Raising his right arm, Sun Peng proudly showed off his training results.
"..."
"...What do you mean?"
Sun Peng looked at the group of weird-looking guys in front of him, and his face darkened.
"Haha, not bad, not bad, haha."
Zheng Shun was the first to break the silence. He looked up to the sky and said haha. Of course, while speaking, he did not forget to "consciously or unintentionally" bend his arms. The muscles almost as thick as Sun Peng's calf bulged high, and there were more on them.
It shows lines like steel and iron bones!
Damn it!
Amidst the laughter of others, either hehehe or hehehe, Sun Peng's face turned completely black.
"Well, Dapeng has indeed changed a lot."
Seeing Sun Peng's face turning dark and white, white and red again, Zheng Jia quickly came out and said with a smile: "I remember that when I first met him, he was just a big bamboo pole that had not grown up. Now he has a lot of flesh on his body.
…”
"..."
It was okay that Zheng Jia didn't help, but Sun Peng's face turned dark again when he spoke.
Big bamboo pole? It hasn’t grown yet?
Subconsciously looking at his arms, which were a little fleshy but still slender, Sun Peng couldn't help but feel sad - the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrade, you still have a long way to go!
"Hey Hey Hey……"
After looking at each other, Wu Ming and Wang Chengliang laughed strangely in a low voice. Both of them were from the past, so they naturally saw that this little girl was obviously interested in Sun Peng. However, she was not their sister anyway, so they were naturally happy to see her.
The result - a talented man and a beautiful woman, isn't it just right?
But Zheng Shun couldn't stand it any longer, rolled his eyelids and said helplessly: "Okay, let's get down to business! Dapeng, come to my house to take a shower today, and have a meal at home at noon... Ignore you two."
, go home and let your wife cook and eat it!"
Putting aside the protests of the two, Sun Peng was in a dilemma: "Well... if I want to take a shower, I'd better go to the nearby bathing city. It's not appropriate to go to home for this kind of thing..."
"It's okay, the main thing is that my dad wants to see you!"
Before Sun Peng could finish what he said, Zheng Shun interrupted him: "Sorry, I showed your script to my dad without your permission. Mainly because he has more experience than me.
He can see something inappropriate in it... so he wants to meet you and talk about your script... Haha, of course, he actually wants to talk to you about those martial arts novels."
"That's it..."
Seeing the sincerity on Zheng Shun's face, Sun Peng was confused.
As a pure porter, what he fears most is that someone wants to talk to him about novels and scripts... What does he have to talk about? He really wants to talk about creative concepts, especially the relationship between martial arts novels and traditional culture...
…I don’t understand!
But after hesitating for a while, Sun Peng nodded and said with a smile: "Then I will disturb uncle at noon, but forget about taking a shower. Why should I go clean when I visit the house for the first time?"
Sun Peng also figured it out. After all, he had copied everything, so he couldn't live without talking about his works for the rest of his life, right? At worst, he would just keep saying it over and over again: Well, that's what I thought at the time, and I didn't think too much about it...
Maybe it's just a talent, I can't tell you exactly... In fact, it's okay to say it has something to do with traditional culture, but to put it another way, it's also good to say that chivalrous novels in the new era are good...
Sun Peng really couldn't accept just going to someone's house to take a shower.
Moreover, Sun Peng couldn't go empty-handed when visiting his friend's parents for the first time, right? Going to a public bath to take a bath, change clothes, and then pick up some gifts would make it more comfortable, right?
After some nonsense, they parted ways.
Sun Peng first took a shower and changed clothes, then drove to buy a few bottles of Maotai, and arrived at the agreed place at half past ten.
After parking the car, he carried his things and followed Zheng Shun to the front of a big house.
"I'll go, it's so big!"
The moment he saw the front face of the courtyard, Sun Peng couldn't help but exclaimed.
Sun Peng certainly couldn't tell how deep it was inside, but look at the gate at the southeast corner where cars can be entered and the white walls of at least 30 meters on both sides. If this house didn't have a 600-700-square-meter house, Sun Peng would have smashed into the gate!
He instantly understood the meaning of Zheng Jia's words that day. Compared with other people's courtyard houses, his old house of just over 200 square meters was very small! He even built a garage. It was not unreasonable for people to say that he was wasting...
…
Barely controlling the drool that was about to drip, Sun Peng pointed his thumb at Zheng Shun: "You guys are awesome! With such a big house... you are really rich!"
"Everything is left behind by our ancestors."
Zheng Shun disagreed, shrugged and said with a smile: "Our wife's grandfather used to be a policeman in the capital, and this house was bought at that time. Later, the family branched out, and several of my great-grandfather's brothers became policemen.
In the future... Haha, now there are more than a dozen police officers in the family, including criminal police, traffic police, and household registration police. It can be regarded as a family of policemen."
The thumbs up continued and Sun Peng was speechless.
Perhaps only in China in this world can a so-called industry family like the Zheng family appear.
But it’s natural to think about it. Since the elders are working as police officers, it will definitely be better for the next generation to choose this career path. Not to mention that the police in this world are well treated, at least at the middle class level. Why do they have no other good way?
Don’t do it?
"Hey, that's right."
Just as he was about to follow Zheng Shun in, Sun Peng suddenly remembered something and asked: "Brother Shun, by the way, isn't your old man the boss of the police station? What is his specific position?"
"What a big boss, he's just the director of the district bureau... a junior official!"
Zheng Shun waved his hand and said, "I am very humble, you must not envy me."
"..."
He paused for a moment, and Sun Peng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Fortunately, my brother also has the ability to show off, otherwise the pressure would be too much if he was always hanging out with you guys..."