They are all ordinary people, and they will inevitably become complacent under the praise of fans.
Xia Shang seemed to be full of economics, but his magnanimity was weakened. He didn't forget to straighten his clothes when he stepped forward. He coughed softly behind a few people, thinking that with his handsome appearance, he would be favored by several girls. He would reveal it later.
Some of the sequels in "Dream of Red Mansions" have not aroused the imagination of these people? Unexpectedly, they threw away their reserve and threw themselves into the arms.
I don't want to cough lightly and fail to attract everyone's attention, so I still stay on the list to discuss various aspects of "Dream of Red Mansions".
Xia discussed it for a while, glanced at the list, and then walked to the front door of the mansion.
After knocking on the door, someone opened the door after a while. It was a young worker and asked, "Who is here?"
"Xia Shang."
"Xia Shang? Which Xia Shang? I don't know. My master doesn't have time to talk to anyone these days. Come back some other time."
As he said that, the little worker was about to close his shop, so Xia Shang added another sentence.
"Xia Shang in "A Dream of Red Mansions"."
"Dream of Red Mansions..." Xiaogong stopped mid-sentence, his impatience was replaced by seriousness, and he looked at Xia Shang carefully.
Readers only know Cao Xueqin but not Xia and Shang, but in Zhujia Bookstore, everyone knows the name of Xia and Shang.
Xia Shang is not only an informant in "Dream of Red Mansions", but also the most special one among the many partners of Zhujia Bookstore, monopolizing 90% of the bonus!
"Mr. Xia, please come in." The boy's expression changed and he welcomed Xia Shang into the door.
No one doubts the identity of Xia Shang, because anyone who can tell the name of Xia Shang must have a deep relationship with "A Dream of Red Mansions" and the Zhu Family Bookstore.
Xia Shang was invited to a private room, and it took him a long time to get a cup of tea.
Because it is a bookshop, unlike a private house, there are very few vacant rooms like this. Although the outside of the courtyard is grand, the inside is a bit simpler. The courtyard you enter is used to dry newly printed books and periodicals. There are many wooden racks for drying, but the top ones are missing.
Books.
The courtyard is large, but there are very few people, making it seem a bit depressing. However, the thick ink smell and the fragrance of grass and trees are unique to the bookstore, refreshing the mind and making the heart feel particularly comfortable.
After Xia Shang drank tea, another middle-aged man came in, who looked like a housekeeper. He looked at Xia Shang carefully and asked, "Are you Mr. Xia from Yulin County?"
"Who are you? Do you know I live in Yulin County?"
The middle-aged man smiled kindly: "You must know that Mr. Xia's famous boss has long said that the bookstore can have Mr. Xia's "Dream of Red Mansions" today. I am Dong Zhong, the accountant of the Zhu Family Bookstore."
Xia Shang nodded: "Where is Zhu Jindou?"
"There are changes in my host's family, and I'm afraid I can't get away from it. I wonder why Mr. Xia is here today?"
"I have to tell Zhu Jindou about the matter. If you ask him to come, I will leave if he doesn't come. Tell him that I don't plan to write "Dream of Red Mansions" anymore."
"ah?"
Xia Shang's words were really shocking. Dong Chong's expression changed immediately upon hearing this, and he only asked two words: "Why?"
Xia Shang rolled his eyes, realizing that he was being abrupt, he smiled and wiped his sweat.
"Mr. Xia, calm down, I made a mistake. If the matter is really that serious, then I will go to the Zhu Mansion to invite my employer."
"Go ahead, I'll wait."
Seeing that Xia Shang had made up his mind, Dong Chong hesitated and finally turned around and left, shaking his head with full worry.
When Xia Shang saw him like this, he looked at him differently. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was relaxed and relaxed. His worry when he left was because he knew the importance of "Dream of Red Mansions" in the Zhu Family Bookstore, which showed that he had a certain business vision.
Xia Shang needs such people. Now the Xia family's business development has just started. It cannot be supported by one or two people alone. If this person can be used by him, he will definitely be a big help in the future.
Thinking of this, Xia Shang kept his thoughts in his heart, and then closed his eyes in the room to rest.
…
"Xia Shang!"
The harsh sound woke Xia Shang from his sleep.
"Zhu Jindou?"
Xia Shang was suspicious. The little fat man in front of him seemed to have lost a lot of weight and was not in good spirits. However, his expression was full of surprise at the moment, as if he didn't know the story between his father and Xia Shang.
But he was still not sure, so Xia Shang asked tentatively: "Why do you look like this?"
Zhu Jindou's expression was gloomy: "Hey, don't mention it. The day before yesterday, there was a thief at home. My father was blinded in his right eye by the thief. He is still mentally depressed. I don't know if he can survive it! Now the house is in chaos, and I... I... too...
...There is nothing I can do..."
As he said this, Zhu Jindou's eyes turned red.
"A thief? Then..." Xia Shang originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but he also thought that since they would rarely interact with each other in the future, he might become his father-killing enemy, so what else could he say?
"That's all, since you have family matters, I will keep the story short. This is the last paragraph of "A Dream of Red Mansions". From now on, I will close the book."
Xia Shang took out a thick stack of manuscripts that he had prepared.
"Seal the pen..." Zhu Jindou did not read the manuscript, and was shocked beyond words.
Xia Shang didn't explain too much, just let him expose the story he made up.
Xia Shang handed the manuscript to Zhu Jindou, then turned and went out.
"My boss, if we don't write "Dream of Red Mansions" anymore, our bookstore will suffer heavy losses." Dong Zhong reminded at the side.
Zhu Jindou came to his senses after a long time, and clenched his little fists together: "Sure enough, he wrote it himself! Just seal the pen! I don't believe that my bookshop can't open without "Dream of Red Mansions"! If he doesn't write it, he won't write it. Find him immediately."
People continued what he wrote, Dad said, there is more than one Cao Xueqin in the world!"
"Is this really the case?" Dong Zhong frowned, "Although my boss and Mr. Xia have a cooperative relationship, they behave like brothers. If my boss tries to persuade me, Mr. Xia may change his mind for whatever reason.
No matter what, at least ask for the reason."
Zhu Jindou's expression turned cold: "No need! I know the reason! Even if no one else says it, I know it."
…
Not everyone can enter the Zhujia Bookstore. If they could, I don’t know how many book lovers in Yangzhou would want to go in and find out.
Several book fans who were looking at the list saw Xia Shang going in and out, and decided that he was an insider of the bookstore. When they saw him coming out of the bookstore, they hurriedly went up to inquire.
Xia Shang spent some time dealing with them and finally got away. When he was about to return to the inn, the sky suddenly changed and a heavy rain fell.
Fortunately, I had an umbrella ready and nothing happened all the way to the inn.
Returning to the inn room, Chunjiao was not there, but the black umbrella on the table moved slightly and the window was wide open.
Xia Shang didn't know where she had gone, so he took out the remaining pages of the manuscript from his sleeves.
Xia Shang did not give the manuscripts of Chapters 79 and 82 to Zhu Jindou, but because he was Zhu Wanyuan's son, Xia Shang felt resentful because he thought Zhu Wanyuan wanted to kill him, so he gave him two less chapters.
Don't look at just two manuscripts, these two manuscripts can help him earn tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.
Zhu Wanyuan wants to kill him, why should he give him free benefits?
Even if this manuscript is burned, it will not give any advantage to the enemy!
When Xia Shang lit the candles and prepared to burn the manuscript, he found that only the seventy-ninth chapter of the manuscript was left in his hand.
Could it be that the remaining eighty chapter manuscript was given to Zhu Jindou by mistake? (To be continued)