When Pengpeng heard that there was a big red envelope, no matter what the task was, he immediately said, "I will definitely complete the task."
Li Zhuo was so amused that he burst into laughter, "Okay, okay, your task is very simple. When the time comes, Uncle Zhuo will buy you a nice dress, and then you can just walk around with the flower basket."
"Like a model?"
"Yes, yes, like a model, is that okay?"
"Yeah, I can definitely do it."
Zhang Zhong said from the side, "Of course she can do it, she has a red envelope and new clothes."
"Come to eat dumplings."
Hu Huifang shouted from the kitchen, and Pengpeng ran over immediately, "Let's eat dumplings."
Zhang Chong smiled and said to Li Zhuo, "Let's go, let's go too."
…
The next day, the snow had not stopped, but this time the snow was not too heavy, so Zhang Zhong’s flight to Yanjing was not delayed.
This time I went to Yanjing for a book signing, and Chen Qing accompanied me.
In fact, Chen Qing is very busy now and has to take care of a company. Zhang Zhong also asked him not to come over. If he is really worried, he can just find someone to accompany him in the company.
However, Chen Qing did not agree and insisted on coming along.
"I stopped by Yanjing to check it out. Before, our company only had an office in Yanjing. Now that the branch is established, I haven't been there yet." Chen Qing said to Zhang Zhong with a smile.
"Then let me stop by and take a look." Zhang Zhong said.
"That's good. The employees at Yanjing haven't seen it yet... Oh, that's not right. I guess they are already familiar with what you look like. It should be said that you haven't seen them yet." Chen Qing smiled.
road.
"Why don't we just go over and see them?"
"It just so happened that I went over to give them holiday benefits this time. You, the big boss, are here, which can be considered a moral encouragement. Two days ago, Mr. Xu told me that several young people in the branch wanted to take leave, some for sick leave, and some for personal leave. He felt that
If something was wrong, I checked it out and found out that there was something wrong. These guys want to take time off to go to your autograph session."
"Has the fake been approved?"
"How can this be approved? If there is no punishment, it would be considered good."
"Um."
…
Zhang Zhong’s autograph session was held on Monday, which was a very stupid thing for his readers.
When the date was set before, many people complained online. Now that the signing date is approaching, there are still people talking about it.
[I really can’t figure it out, why is it set on Monday? Are you afraid of people going to the autograph session? 】
[Really, the last book signing in Jiangyang only had so many people. This time in Yanjing, there will only be more people, not less. On Monday, I guess I want to control the number of people. 】
[If you have money, don’t make it.]
[If you have money, you must have the skills to make money. No matter how many people come, they will only sign so much.]
【Why not sign some in advance and take them out when the time comes?】
[Then why hold a signing event? You can just buy the signed version online. 】
[What the person above said is right, for a writer of Zhang Zhong’s level, the purpose of the book signing is not money at all, okay? 】
[It’s really not about money. For a writer with sales of over 100 million, the sales volume brought by a signing event is nothing at all, and it’s still tiring.]
[Forget it, let’s wait until the next autograph session. 】
【Next time it will be in a foreign country.】
【Let’s just say it’s a foreign country. I’ve been too busy these two days and I can’t leave.】
【Local tycoon……】
[I heard that this time I only signed "The Last Starfish Man", right? 】
[This is what the announcement said.]
[Alas, I also want to bring the book "I, Robot" that I bought before. I am optimistic about this book, maybe it will be the winner of this Nebula Award. 】
[Just be satisfied. Although it stipulates that you can only sign "The Last Starfish", it does not stipulate that you have to buy it on the spot. This is already very sincere.]
[I already have a copy, but I will still buy one on the spot when the time comes. After all, the money is spent on the school.]
…
The winter in Yanjing is very dry. Zhang Zhong felt his nose was a little itchy as soon as he got off the plane. Looking at Chen Qing, this guy was probably the same. He rubbed his nose as soon as he got off the plane.
The person who came to pick them up at the airport was someone from the branch, the same Mr. Xu whom Chen Qing mentioned before.
Mr. Xu’s name is Xu Yang. He is the general manager of the branch. He is thirty-eight years old and is also a veteran in the publishing industry.
This was the first time Zhang Zhong met him. Although Xu Yang was thirty-eight years old, he looked like he was in his thirties. He was well-kept, of medium height, and had a good mouthful of Beijing movies. He was very energetic and spoke well.
It clicks like a typewriter.
"Mr. Zhang, you should be familiar with Yanjing. During the Youth Literature and Art Awards, I was watching the live broadcast in front of the TV. I could appreciate your style, Mr. Zhang. I didn't expect it.
, in the blink of an eye, in less than a year, I became a soldier under your command..."
With Xu Yang in the car, the atmosphere in the car was not cold. Zhang Zhong and Chen Qing didn't talk, but he could talk all by himself.
After arriving at the hotel, after Zhang Zhong and the others checked in, Xu Yang said goodbye, "Then I'll go back first. Tomorrow morning, I'll come to pick you up and Mr. Chen. Do you want to have breakfast at the hotel or should I take you two out to eat?"
As for the breakfast in this hotel, I've also had it, and it's pretty good. But if you don't mind the trouble, I'll take you out to eat. It will definitely be better than staying in this hotel."
"No need to bother, Chen Qing and I can just eat in the hotel. We don't have time to go out to eat tomorrow." Zhang Zhong said with a smile.
Xu Yang nodded and smiled, "Okay, I'll leave first. Mr. Zhang, Mr. Chen, you guys have a good rest."
After Xu Yang left, Zhang Chong smiled and said, "This Mr. Xu is quite versatile."
"He used to be in charge of personnel management at Xiangyang Publishing House. If Xiangyang's industry was not single, its structure was aging, and it was on the verge of bankruptcy, we wouldn't be able to recruit him," Chen Qing said.
Zhang Zhong hummed, "Put your things down and come with me. Maybe they are already waiting impatiently."
"Haha, it's okay. It's not far from the hotel they booked. They'll be there in a while."
The "they" mentioned by Zhang Zhong refers to Zhuang Yu and the others, which includes the trio of Wang Yi, Zhuang Yu, and Liu Yuan, as well as Yu Dongyu and Wang Kewang.
When he knew that Zhang Zhong was coming to Yanjing for a book signing, Zhuang Yu proposed that everyone get together when Zhang Zhong came over.
Originally there were only three of them, Zhuang Yu, but later Yu Dongyu and Wang Kewang called him one after another to ask for an appointment. Anyway, they all knew each other well, so they got together.
On the way to the hotel, Zhang Zhong looked at the winter scenery outside the car window. Chen Qing sat next to him and rubbed his hands, feeling secretly excited.
The people he was going to meet were quite impressive. Although he had always known that Zhang Zhong was socializing with a few of them, Chen Qing had never dared to meet them all at once today and to have dinner with them.