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Chapter 91 A Hundred Hearing Is Better Than Seeing It (4/5)

After lunch, Zhang Zhong took Pengpeng to take a lunch break. At about three o'clock, Shen Jian called and said that he had arrived at the door of Jiujiu Coffee.

Zhang Zhong asked him to drive a little further along the road to the entrance of their community.

After leading Pengpeng to the gate of the community, Zhang Zhong saw Shen Jian's car at the door. He did not go to the car immediately, but looked around alertly for more than a minute. , and then walked towards the car after making sure there was nothing abnormal.

After walking to the car, Shen Jian was about to get down and open the door for him, but he waved his hand and motioned for him to get in directly.

Originally, Zhang Zhong was supposed to sit in the passenger seat, but because he had Pengpeng with him, he sat in the back seat.

Shen Jian turned his head and said with a smile, "Teacher Zhang, is this your daughter? She is so cute."

After Pengpeng saw Shen Jian, she suddenly covered her mouth in surprise.

Then he whispered in Zhang Zhong's ear, "Dad, dad, he is from TV."

Shen Jian attended the Spring Festival Gala several times, and the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala of Nanhuai TV some time ago. Pengpeng met him many times with her grandparents, and of course she had some impressions.

But she only knew that Shen Jian was on TV, but she didn't know what he did specifically.

Shen Jian was also amused by her, "I'm not on TV right now."

Zhang Zhong hugged his daughter forward and said, "Call Uncle Shen."

"Uncle Shen." Although he was still surprised, Pengpeng still shouted obediently.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Pengpeng."

"Well, Pengpeng is so good." Shen Jian smiled so hard that the wrinkles on his face almost fell off. He felt in his pocket and took out a small box, "Here, Pengpeng, Uncle Shen gives you something."

Zhang Zhong glanced at the small box and asked, "Shen Jian, what does this mean?"

Shen Jian smiled and said, "It's just a small gadget, given to Peng Peng to play with. Come on, Peng Peng, take it."

Pengpeng did not reach out to take it, but looked at her father first. Zhang Zhong nodded to her, and then she took the small box with a smile.

"When someone gives you a gift, what do you say?"

"Thank you, Uncle Shen." Pengpeng didn't even raise his head, focusing entirely on the small box, but he still said this sentence smoothly.

"Go back and open it again." Zhang Zhong said. Opening gifts in public in China is not a polite thing to do.

However, Shen Jian waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, just take it apart and see if you like it."

Pengpeng was halfway dismantled, but she stopped again when she heard her father's words. Now after Shen Jian finished speaking, she looked at her father again.

Zhang Zhong nodded to her again, "Since Uncle Shen asked you to dismantle it, then you can dismantle it."

Pengpeng grinned and opened the small box with three clicks, five divided by two, and then a smile spread across his face.

"Wow, it's piggy hair."

Zhang Zhong stretched his head and looked around. There was a pendant necklace in the box. It was made of gold and the pendant looked like pig hair.

Zhang Zhong couldn't help but look at Shen Jian, did he know that Pengpeng liked the little pig Feimao, or was it just a coincidence?

In fact, it was only half an hour ago that he told Shen Jian that he would take care of his daughter. He did not expect that Shen Jian would give him a gift.

It took half an hour to drive here, but Shen Jian actually took the time to buy a gift, and it happened to be a gold pendant made of Piggy Hair.

It seemed too coincidental, but Zhang Zhong couldn't figure out how Shen Jian could know that Pengpeng liked the piglet Feomao.

Seeing Pengpeng so happy, Shen Jian smiled and said, "I was worried that Pengpeng wouldn't like this gift. I also saw that my nephew liked this little pig, so I bought it."

Zhang Dian nodded, "I'm determined."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Shen Jian took out a long box from somewhere and handed it to Zhang Zhong, "Teacher Zhang, this is for you."

"For me?"

Zhang Zhong looked at the box and saw a line of letters printed on it, and he immediately knew what was inside the box.

Fake pen, one of the most famous pen brands in the world.

Zhang Zhong took the box, opened it directly, and after seeing the pen inside, he closed the box and pushed it back, "I can't have this, it's too expensive."

If it were an ordinary fountain pen, Zhang Zhong would have accepted it, but the one inside is a fake Luohua classic, which is limited edition worldwide. Each pen costs at least 30,000 yuan, and it may not be available.

More than 30,000 yuan is not a lot for Zhang Zhong now, but his relationship with Shen Jian is still just an ordinary friend.

Ordinary friends, [District 8 www.dibaquxsw.top] should not accept such expensive gifts.

Seeing that Zhang Zhong refused to accept it, Shen Jian became anxious and said, "Teacher Zhang, this pen was given to me by someone else. I'm a sketch artist, so it's useless to use such a good pen. Since ancient times, a sword has been paired with a hero, and such a good pen is natural. It should be owned by a great writer like Teacher Zhang."

After being slapped with flattery, Zhang Zhong was not knocked unconscious and still declined politely, "It is indeed too expensive. I can't use such a good pen myself."

"Teacher Zhang, just accept it. This is not only my gratitude to you for giving me two such good novels to adapt, but also my apology for exposing you to the public because of my fault last time. Zhang Teacher, if you don’t accept it, I will always feel sorry for you.”

Seeing that Shen Jian was still insisting, Zhang Chong pondered for a while and stopped refusing. After putting the pen away, he said, "It cost you money."

Shen Jian smiled and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome. Let's go now. I guess the literary director has already arrived."

Wen Jinjiang was originally in Magic City, and he came all the way from Magic City to meet Zhang Zhong, so he was very sincere in coming here this time.

Zhang Dian nodded, "Let's go then."

The agreed meeting place was a well-known hotel in Jiangyang called Hongyunlai. Shen Jian had already reserved a private room in advance. After Zhang Zhong and the others arrived, they went straight to the private room.

Pushing open the door of the box, there were two people inside, an old man in his fifties or sixties, and a young man in his thirties.

Needless to say, this old man was Wen Jinjiang, and Zhang Zhong had also seen Wen Jinjiang, so he recognized him at a glance.

After entering the box, Zhang Zhong took the initiative to say hello, "Hello, Director Wen, I am Zhang Zhong."

Wen Jinjiang shook Zhang Zhong's hand, although he already knew from Wen Jinjiang's mouth that this fifth-year vegetative person was a young man.

But when he actually saw Zhang Zhong, he was still shocked by his age and appearance.

He is in charge of an entertainment company. If it weren't for the makeup that took up most of the traffic niches in Huayi Company, most of them would not be as handsome as the young boy in front of them.

It is said that one can read a person's face and read the literature, but Wen Jinjiang could not connect this handsome and sunny face with "Ten Little Indian Boys".

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