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Chapter 160 They all like me

After his name was leaked, Zhang Zhong's life did not change much, because except for people like Liu Feng, few people knew that he was Zhang Zhong.

The parents in Pengpeng class may not even know their own names.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some attentive parents may guess this. After all, when Pengpeng meets people at school, she always says that her father is a great writer.

Zhang Zhong doesn't care much about his own life. What he cares about most now is Pengpeng's feelings.

After asking Pengpeng in a sideways manner, her response was quite open-minded. She even wished that the whole world knew her father.

Of course, there is also good news in the past two days. The lawyer whom I contacted earlier on the "Genius Catcher" website came to Zhang Zhong and said he wanted to interview him.

Zhang Zhong agreed.

Chen Qing was from Jinling, not far from Jiangyang. The two made an appointment to meet on the afternoon of the 19th day of the first lunar month.

"Isn't the writer you mentioned here?"

Zhang Zhong picked up Chen Qing from the high-speed rail station and drove to the city. Chen Qing sat in the passenger seat and asked.

Chen Qing looked at Zhang Zhong who was driving. He seemed to be a few years younger than himself. He might be a relative or assistant of the writer.

He originally thought that the person he was interviewing should be the writer, but after thinking about it, he thought it was ridiculous. He didn't even know who the writer was or what works he had written, so he suddenly got excited.

But it doesn't matter, as long as we meet in person, everything will be clear.

Zhang Zhong heard Chen Qing's question and said with a smile, "There is no one else. The writer I am talking about is myself."

Chen Qing's expression froze, and he quickly said: "I'm sorry, it's just my eyesight, don't be surprised."

Zhang Zhong shook his head and said nothing. Just now Chen Qing secretly observed him, but in fact he was also observing Chen Qing.

He is a very energetic young man, probably in his early thirties at most. He wears a neat suit and his hair is meticulously combed.

She is wearing a ring on her left ring finger, which means she is not single.

As a lawyer, Chen Qing was not talkative enough. After chatting for a few words at the beginning, they stopped talking on the way.

Zhang Zhong was not in a hurry, and waited until he took him to a teahouse to sit down, then he said, "Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Zhang Zhong. My bow is long and heavy."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, my name is Chen Qing... No, your name is Zhang Chong?" Chen Qing suddenly thought of something and looked at the young writer in front of him in disbelief.

It's impossible for him to be unfamiliar with the name Zhang Zhong, because this name has been in the headlines in the past two days.

Chen Qing usually loves reading, and now he wants to be a writer's agent. Of course, he pays special attention to these news about the literary circle.

It's just that... he wasn't sure whether the Zhang Zhong in front of him was a fifth-grade vegetative person. There were too many people with the same name. Even among writers, there should be more than one named Zhang Zhong.

The most important thing is the age of the other person. Although he has a very calm aura, his face looks like he just graduated from college.

Would a fifth-grade vegetative person be such a young man?

Zhang Zhong knew Chen Qing's doubts and smiled: "Yes, I am the person you think of."

But even if Zhang Zhong said this, Chen Qing didn't dare to believe it. After all, no one knew what a fifth-grade vegetative person looked like, and there were so many liars nowadays.

"Teacher Zhang, a great writer like you should have no shortage of writers' agents." Chen Qing expressed her doubts.

"There are many writers' agents, but it's hard to find one that meets my requirements. I don't have high requirements for agents. They only need to help me handle some copyright matters. As for expanding channels, promoting works, finding publishers, etc.

Things should be a no-brainer.”

Chen Qing nodded. If the person sitting in front of him was really a fifth-grade vegetative person, then he would indeed have the confidence to say this.

At his level, he doesn't have to worry about publicity and channels at all. The publishing house and booksellers will worry about it for him. After all, anyone who has money knows how to make it.

"However, if we cooperate, the ordinary contract will not apply, and you may need to draft a new one."

Chen Qing laughed and said, "Don't worry, contracts are my strength. However, I still want to talk about our cooperation."



Because there was no previous template to apply, the two chatted for more than an hour before agreeing on the terms of cooperation.

Zhang Zhong hired Chen Qing as his agent, with a three-month probationary period and a monthly salary of 15,000 yuan, and 20,000 yuan after becoming a regular employee.

In addition, there are many detailed rules, such as job division and so on.

After the terms were negotiated, Zhang Zhong held the tea cup and said with a smile, "Chen Qing, you are not single, right? You have been away from Jinling for a long time. Is there no problem?"

Chen Qing became more relaxed now, took a sip of the already cold tea, and said, "To tell you the truth, when I knew you were in Jiangyang, I had already made up my mind to come over, because

My fiancée lives in Jiangyang, and if she comes to work, it will actually solve the problem of long-distance relationships."

"That's a coincidence."



Ever since Pengpeng got the little train that Zhang Zhong gave her, she has invited her classmates to play at home basically every day these days.

Children love to play, and when faced with things like small trains and slides, few children can stay idle.

Fortunately, both the upper and lower floors were bought by Zhang Zhong, so there is no need to worry about complaints from neighbors.

When the children came over to play, Zhang Zhong became busy.

Although the protective measures are very good, Zhang Zhong is still worried that they will have some troubles, and it will be difficult to explain to his parents later.

While keeping an eye on them, they also have to prepare snacks and tea for them to ensure logistics.

"Fang Zizhao, you have turned around three times, now it is Liu Minya's turn."

Pengpeng is like a big sister, holding her waist to maintain order. This girl is very selfless when doing things. It was agreed that each person will take a turn three times, so it must be three times for each person.

She has a good relationship with Liu Minya and will not show favoritism.

The children are also willing to listen to her.

When Fang Zizhao heard Pengpeng speak, he immediately jumped off the train.

"Sister Pengpeng, can I go on the slide?"

Pengpeng nodded, "Okay, you go."

Looking at the appearance of little Peng Peng, Zhang Zhong also felt funny. Her "leadership" style was not influenced by herself, but learned from her grandmother.

Hu Huifang was used to being a teacher and had supervised countless students. Some of the habits of supervised students were left at home, and Peng Peng learned some of them through her eyes and ears.

In the evening, after all the children had left, Zhang Zhong took Pengpeng to do his homework. However, when he checked Pengpeng's schoolbag, Zhang Zhong found something in the mezzanine.



When Zhang Zhong placed a large handful of candies in front of Pengpeng, the little guy immediately hugged all the candies in his arms and looked at Zhang Zhong pitifully.

"Tell me, where did it come from?" Zhang Zhong asked, pointing to the candy.

"It was given to me by my classmates."

"Why do they give you candies?" Zhang Zhong asked again.

"Because they all like me."


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