Wang Zixu was in a bad mood and extremely aggressive. He glared at Shen Qingfeng murderously and said, "I want to hear the name of the dish. Go home to your mother. I said the title of the book, not the name of the dish. Sorry, I forgot. You haven't read many books."
The above is what he planned to say. He actually didn't have time to say it yet. Next to him, Lin Feng stood up first:
"Shen Qingfeng, if you have opinions about me, there is no need to belittle brother Wang Zixu. Sooner or later, he will be the number one person in the literary world. Don't look down on others."
< br>Shen Qingfeng was happy: "Your family runs the literary world? Where is Lin Feng sitting? Why can't I see you? But it's none of my business whether you love me or not. I'm here to find Ning Cainv."
Lin Feng’s nose was so angry that he clenched his fists, but held on to Wang Zixu very patiently, and whispered: "Don’t be impulsive, in fact, his target is me."
Wang Zixu: "..."
Wang Zixu was not impulsive at all, he was just a little depressed. If only Lin Feng had stopped talking just now, he could actually do it.
Ning Chunyan had a slumped face (a slumped face also looks good) and turned his head to ignore Shen Qingfeng, but Shen Qingfeng came up to him like a teddy and said in a low voice:
"Ning Cainiu, I heard at the meeting just now that you want to start a literary magazine?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Yes, what's the matter?"
Lin Feng and Wang Zixu turned to look at her at the same time.
Such a big thing, Ning Chunyan was here for so long just now, and he didn’t even mention it a word.
Shen Qingfeng said: "What, have you gone up? These days, physical books are almost disappearing, and you are still rushing into them. What do you think?"
Ning Chunyan put his hands flat on his legs, sitting elegantly, as if he was being interviewed: "I just want to give A chance for those authors who are wandering on the edge of serious literature to speak out."
Shen Qingfeng raised his eyebrows: "You are not thinking about the little prince who has become famous recently, are you?"
Hearing this, Wang Zixu's heart skipped a beat.
Ning Chunyan did not answer, Shen Qingfeng lowered his head and said: "You're right?"
Ning Chunyan's face was as usual, and his eyebrows were picturesque: "The current literary environment in our country, either It's too high-minded and down-to-earth, and it's too commercial. There's no place for some transcendent souls. I just want to provide some platform to accommodate this kind of voice. ”
Shen Qingfeng. He shook his head: "If you were infected by the deeds of the little prince, then I am extremely unoptimistic about the future of your magazine. The little prince was just an unexpected hit, and it was very dramatic in itself, so it triggered a temporary online carnival. When the storm passed, no one could remember who he was." Ning Chunyan combed his hair on the temples: "You are not a prophet, are you?"
Shen Qingfeng turned around and lifted up his belt, then turned around and said, "How about I invest 700,000 for you?"
Ning Chunyan's eyes lit up: "You Aren't you optimistic?"
Shen Qingfeng said with a smile: "If you don't like her, I will praise her. I will put forward two conditions."
Ning Chunyan asked: "What two conditions?"
Shen Qingfeng stretched out his finger: "First, I will be the editor-in-chief of your magazine. Your idea is a bit arrogant, and you may not be able to make back your money in selecting and selecting manuscripts. I can't see you losing money. Second, I want to upgrade your title and call you 'Chun Yan', how about it?"
Ning Chunyan's face turned cold, but his tone was still decent: "Then let it go. I already have a candidate for editor-in-chief in my mind."
Shen Qingfeng was rejected in person and did not Annoyed, he said with a smile: "Then I increase it to 800,000?"
Ning Chunyan shook his head: "This is not about money."
"Nothing in this world is a matter of money." Shen Qingfeng counted on her fingers, "Are you going to do national distribution? You can't do it no matter how much money you do. Rent, water, electricity, labor, everything is free? You have money. , but can your family bear it? ”
Ning Chunyan looked slightly hesitant: “I’m not considering nationwide distribution yet, let’s do it in the province first.”
Shen Qingfeng shook his head and said: "None of the national literary magazines have much influence now. If you only work in the province, can you go abroad?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Not now I'm thinking about it in a hurry, and I don't plan to start the magazine now anyway. "
Although she said so, Wang Zixu saw that her little fists on her legs clenched slightly. She was clearly nervous.
Shen Qingfeng said: "Whenever you change your mind, come to me. Brother, I have nothing but money!"
Shen Qingfeng left. Ning Chunyan was worried and left soon.
Since Wang Zixu’s novel has been agreed to be published in Xihe Literature and Art next month, he and Lin Feng have no reason to stay here. The two left the Literary and Art Association one after another.
When he walked out the door and the sunset shone on him, he remembered that this was his first time at the Literary and Art Association. This may be something worth remembering. Being able to come to the Literary and Art Association was his dream before. He longed to come here as a writer, and people would look at him politely and with respect in their eyes. But this first experience cannot be said to be very good.
He looked back at the slightly dilapidated building, and its initial halo in his eyes disappeared. It's like the magic failed. It took him a long time to realize that the reason why the magic failed was money. This is also a place that is supported by money, just like marriage.
Money is the "fantasy killer" that can make all magic fail.
He and Lin Feng were walking side by side, both of them were speechless. Lin Feng suddenly said: "I didn't expect Shen Qingfeng to also want to pursue Ning Cainv."
Wang Zixu suddenly turned around: "What? Is he chasing Ning Chunyan? "
"Yeah, didn't you see?"
Lin Feng looked back at him, his eyes seeming to say, "Brother, you are a bit slow."
Wang Zixu was speechless. No wonder he felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly just now. It turns out that the root cause is here.
Lin Feng sighed: "To be honest, I don't have any position to discuss other people's love affairs, but let me say one more thing. Shen Qingfeng and Ning Cainv are really not a good match."
Wang Zixu kicked away a stone: "They can't get together. Talented Ning looks down on Shen Qingfeng, he is too greasy."
Lin Feng He shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case. Shen Qingfeng's behavior seems very greasy to us, but in the eyes of the girls being flattered, spending a lot of money is so generous. If they can really start this magazine, there is a high probability that they will come together. I don't know how long it will take, but they will definitely come together."
Wang Zixu shook his head: "No."
Both of them felt a little sad and thought of many poems about friendship. But then I thought about it, the flowers wither and the water flows, so what does this have to do with them? They are all married people. It's just a kind of sad spring and autumn that is unique to rotten literati.
“We’ll go have a late-night snack later to celebrate your first step towards the Xihe literary world.” Lin Feng said with a smile, “Go directly or go home first?”
Wang Zixu said: “I’ll go home first.”
Lin Feng said: "Yes, I also have to go home to appease my wife."
The two parted at the crossroads. The prince made a false turn and walked to the road full of camphor trees outside the government office when a voice came from behind:
"Hey, that married Wang Zixu!"
Wang Zixu turned around and saw a Porsche Cayenne slowly approaching, and smiled: "You don't have to tease me about this every time, right?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Why not? I plan to take revenge on you. I will remember her for a lifetime. If you want me not to hold grudges, either I get married or you get divorced." After that, she added thoughtfully: "Of course, I'm not cursing you to divorce. You should leave and live a good life with your wife."