Before Jiang Xiaorou went out, she was questioned by her parents for a long time as usual, asking her why she was going out so late? Who was going to meet? Jiang Xiaorou was so annoyed by Jiang Yonghua and Zhao Xiumin, and told the two directly that she was going to meet her old friend and boss Wang Bo and Zi'an.

When the two heard that their daughter was going to meet the famous and rich man Wang Bo and Wang Zian. They were shocked first, and then happy, and their attitude changed drastically. They hurriedly asked what Wang Bo was doing in the imperial capital?

"What are you doing? Of course I am here to work! My new book will be launched tomorrow. At the invitation of the publisher, I came here to sign the sales party. Do you think it's a trip? I won't say it, I'll leave. Don't worry, I'll come back before twelve o'clock." Jiang Xiaorou carried her bag, waved her hand to her parents, and was about to go out.

"Hey, Xiaorou, you just said that Wang Zian is your boss. What's going on? You are still in college now, why are you working again?" Zhao Xiumin stood up, with countless questions in her heart.

"I can't explain it clearly in a few words. Let me tell you tomorrow." Jiang Xiaorou walked to the door without looking back and began to change her shoes.

"Then you should bring more money and invite someone to a meal? It's not easy for someone to come from Shuangqing all the way." Zhao Xiumin said again.

"I have money! Moreover, they have eaten and invited guests from the publishing house. I'm going to see him and chat with him for a while. Okay, let's not talk, beg you. Don't wait for me, go to bed early." Jiang Xiaorou, who had changed her shoes, waved to her parents behind her and closed the door with a "bang".

After Jiang Xiaorou left, Zhao Xiumin's eyes shone and looked at her husband Jiang Yonghua with a happy face, saying, "Old Jiang, two years ago, Xiaorou was still in her second year in high school. Wang Bo came to the imperial capital so late, and Xiaorou also went out in a hurry. Now, this is the case again, do you think Xiaorou is dating Wang Bo?"

"Do you go in love? No way? They have only seen each other twice. How can they fall in love between so far away, thousands of miles away?" Jiang Yonghua shook his head and didn't believe it.

"So far away? It's not ancient, phone calls, text messages, and the ones they like to play with, what is the QQ thing they call? You can contact us anytime if you want to contact us? And, isn't there a kind of love called spiritual love? You are really an old antique!" Zhao Xiumin rolled his eyes and said to Jiang Yonghua.

"I'm an old antique? I don't know who was worried about death last time! By the way, didn't you ask me to stare at our daughter's last time? Why didn't you call me today? Are you not afraid of the little soft sheep entering the tiger's mouth?" Jiang Yonghua flattened his mouth and laughed at his wife.

"Tsk! Isn't this 'one time and another time'?" Zhao Xiumin glared at her husband, climbing Jiang Yonghua's shoulder with his old eyes, and said in a golden light again, "Lao Jiang, our Xiaorou is beautiful, generous, gentle and virtuous. When the neighbors around him saw him, none of them said it was good, and they were also top students of Renmin University. Xiaorou also loves literature, writes articles, and is even a talented woman. Isn't Wang Bo a writer? The two of them have similar interests and hobbies. Do you think they are possible to walk together?"

"We Xiaorou and the billionaire who became famous at a young age and had several companies? Zhao Xiumin, are you not drunk today, are you? I advise you to daydream less!"

"What daydream? Although Wang Bo is rich, our Xiaorou is not bad either? At least the top student in a famous Chinese university is many times better than his unknown C-level outsider! Jiang Yonghua, it's a pleasing and open-minded person in front of his daughter all day long, saying that I'm conservative and old-fashioned, I think you are the old-fashioned with deep ideas!" His husband said that he was daydreaming, and Zhao Xiumin turned his face down and felt a little unhappy.

"I'm not called old-fashioned, but facing reality, knowing which green onion is in my family, and not having unrealistic daydreaming!" Jiang Yonghua stood up, picked up the teacup on the coffee table, and went to the water dispenser to pick up the water. "Also, I'll remind you that I have also read the reports about that kid. It's not that they can't afford a prestigious university, but they are not interested at all!"

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Just as her parents were arguing about whether she deserved the Prince of Wang Bo, Jiang Xiaorou, who had left the house, quickly stopped a taxi at the entrance of the community.

"Master, the Hilton Hotel in Wangfujing."

"Okay!"

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Xiaorou, wearing cool white women's shorts and a tender yellow T-shirt, appeared in front of the Hilton Hotel.

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The night was as bright as water, a man and a woman strolled on the lively Wangfujing Street. At night, Wang Bo, like Jiang Xiaorou, also changed into indigo casual shorts and a thin cotton T-shirt on his upper body. When the two found that they were wearing each other in the magnificent lobby of Hilton, they looked at each other and smiled, and the little awkwardness that they had not seen each other for many days disappeared suddenly.

Although it was already 9:30 in the evening, Wangfujing Street was still crowded and very lively. Wang Bo put on his baseball cap on his head, not worrying about being recognized by others. He was free to press the road of the imperial capital with Jiang Xiaorou. While walking, they chatted and told each other's recent situation.

"Zi'an, congratulations. I haven't seen you for more than half a year. I didn't expect you to have such a big career again. Almost everyone in our class has started blogging in "Blog China". Many students at Renmin University, who I know, have registered accounts on blogs, and many people have posted articles. There are Qi//Dian//Zhong/Wen.com. The same is true, roommates, classmates, and many people go to Qidian to find novels. Some guys who have enough time also use their spare time to publish novels on it, hoping that they will become famous in one book like you." Jiang Xiaorou congratulated Wang Bo, with reverence and admiration in her eyes.

Shortly after the freshman year started last year, Wang Bo came to see her. After being a Chinese student union cadre, he was invited to give a speech after learning that he had come to the National People's Congress. At that time, he also said that he wanted to invest in a literary website, and even joked that he would be the website's CEO. At that time, Jiang Xiaorou felt that Wang Bo had a great ambition, but she was still skeptical about his investment in the website, and felt that the other party was probably saying it intentionally to prepare for the content of the speech.

Unexpectedly, just less than a month after the other party "speaks wildly", the website of //Dianzhong//Wenwen was officially launched. Not long after, she was invited to be a part-time editor of the female frequency.

If it is said that literary websites are related to the identity of the other party's writer, in the second semester of the freshman year, the emergence of "Blog China", and the rumors about the other party's billionaire really shocked Jiang Xiaorou! In her heart, except for shock, admiration and admiration, there was no other adjective to describe her mood at that time.

"Haha, you are not bad, Xiaorou! The Girls Channel has been very exciting with your efforts. If I remember correctly, your visits to "Blog China" have exceeded one million, right? There should be 200,000 people following you, right? I read the message on your article, and many people call you a talented woman." Wang Bo smiled and complimented.

"That's all thanks to you, Zi'an. Without your recommendations and comments, who would have read the trash articles I wrote?" Jiang Xiaorou said modestly with a slightly red face.

What she said is true. When she first opened a blog, no one reads except for the dormitory roommates and classmates who followed and liked the articles she uploaded. Until one day, her blog rose sharply, regardless of the number of visits or attentions, and it also went to the homepage of the website. Jiang Xiaorou was shocked and looked carefully, she found that many people saw Wang Bo mention her name and article in a small article that was emotional. She was curious and ran over to read it, which made her attention soar and went to the homepage of the website.

"Don't belittle yourself, Xiaorou. The huge increase in visits is certainly because I attract traffic, but if your article is not well written and boring, you can't keep it even if you come. The 200,000 attention is an affirmation and proof of your talent. Believe in yourself, Xiaorou, you can." Wang Bo stopped and smiled at Jiang Xiaoru. At the beginning, he also wanted to give Jiang Xiaorou a surprise, so he wrote a recollection of the nature of the memory, recalling his participation in the "New"

"The Concept Composition Competition" was slandered and slandered by someone behind his back. Jiang Xiaorou, who had never met before, resolutely stood up and stood up for him. This moved him very much at that time. Today, he suddenly saw this old friend who was competing in the same field, and even posted an article. After a look, he saw the chivalrous aura that was not following the crowd and rather than turning around in the ethereal and delicate writing style, which made him almost know that it was her without looking at the author's name.

If Jiang Xiaorou was also reborn from later generations, she would know that this is a standard soft article. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, helping her to attract traffic and attracting attention is the real one. But Jiang Xiaorou did not know Wang Bo’s real purpose, and she thought he was inspired by it. She was really grateful, and thank you, so she wrote the article specifically.

The two continued walking, chatting while walking. About half an hour later, they came to a cafe. Jiang Xiaorou stopped, looked up at Wang Bo and said:

"Zi'an, why don't we go in and have something to drink? My classmate and I have been here once. The environment is quite quiet and elegant."
Chapter completed!