Wang Zixu was in a bad mood and extremely aggressive. He glared at Shen Qingfeng with murderous intent and said, "I want to hear the name of the dish. Go home to your mother. What I said was the title of the book, not the name of the dish. Sorry, I forgot."

, you haven’t read a few books.

The above is what he was going to say. In fact, before he could say it, Lin Feng stood up first:

"Shen Qingfeng, if you have objections to 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."

Shen Qingfeng was happy: "Your family runs the literary world? Why can't I see where Lin Feng is? But it's none of my business whether you love her 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 is not impulsive at all, he is 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 looks good too) and turned his head away from Shen Qingfeng, but Shen Qingfeng came up to him like a teddy bear and said in a low voice:

"Ning Cainnu, I heard at the meeting just now that you want to start a literary magazine?"

Ning Chunyan said: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Lin Feng and Wang Zixu turned to look at her at the same time.

Ning Chunyan had been here for so long just now about such a big matter, and he didn't even mention it once.

Shen Qingfeng said: "What, are you crazy? Physical books are almost disappearing these days. What do you think you are still rushing into?"

Ning Chunyan put his hands flat on his legs and sat elegantly, as if he was being interviewed: "I just want to give those authors who are lingering on the edge of serious literature a chance to speak out."

Shen Qingfeng's eyebrows moved: "You shouldn't be thinking about that little prince who has become famous recently, right?"

Hearing this, Wang Zixu's heart skipped a beat.

Ning Chunyan didn't answer. Shen Qingfeng lowered his head and said, "Are you right?"

Ning Chunyan's face was as usual, and her eyebrows were picturesque: "The current literary environment in our country is either too high-minded and ungrounded, or down-to-earth and too commercial. There is no place for some unconventional souls. I just want to provide something to accommodate such voices."

platform.”

Shen Qingfeng shook his head: "If you are infected by the deeds of the little prince, then I am very optimistic about the future of your magazine. The little prince just accidentally became popular, and it is very dramatic in itself, so it caused a temporary

Internet carnival, when this gust of wind passes, no one will remember who he is."

Ning Chunyan combed her hair on her temples: "You're 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: "Aren't you not optimistic?"

Shen Qingfeng said with a smile: "If you don't like her, I won't. I would rather praise the talented woman. 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 ideas are a bit arrogant, and you may not be able to make back your money when it comes to selecting and selecting manuscripts. I can't see you losing money. Second, I want to give you

How about I upgrade my title and call you 'Spring Banquet'?"

Ning Chunyan's face turned cold, but her tone was still decent: "That's okay. I already have a candidate for editor-in-chief in mind."

Shen Qingfeng was rejected in person, but he was not upset and said with a smile: "Then I will 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? If you do national distribution, you won't be able to buy it no matter how much money you have. Rent, water, electricity, labor, everything is free.

?You have money, but can your family afford it?"

Ning Chunyan looked slightly hesitant: "I'm not considering nationwide distribution for the time being. 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 global?"

Ning Chunyan said: "There is no rush to consider this matter now. Anyway, I don't plan to start the magazine now."

Although she said so, Wang Zixu saw that her little fists on her legs clenched slightly. It was obvious that she was a little nervous.

Shen Qingfeng said: "Whenever you change your mind, come and find me. Brother, there is nothing else 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. They left the Literary Association one after another.

When he went out and the sunset shone on him, he remembered that it was his first time to come to the Literary and Art Association. This may be a memorable thing. Being able to come to the Literary and Art Association was his dream before. He longed to be a writer.

When I came here, people looked at me politely and with respect in their eyes. But this first experience could not be said to be very good.

He looked back at the slightly dilapidated building, and its initial aura in his eyes disappeared. It was like the magic failed. It was only after a long time that he realized that the reason for the magic failure was money. This was also a place that was supported by money.

It's the same place as marriage.

Money is the "fantasy killer" that can break all magic.

He and Lin Feng were walking side by side, both of them were speechless. Lin Feng suddenly said: "I didn't expect that Shen Qingfeng also wanted to pursue Ning Cainnv."

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 turned out that the root cause was 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 doesn't like Shen Qingfeng because he's too greasy."

Lin Feng 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 who are being flattered, spending a lot of money is so generous. If they can really run this magazine, there is a high probability that it will

We will come together. I don’t know how long it will take, but we will definitely come together.”

Wang Zixu shook his head: "No."

Both of them felt a little sad and thought of a lot of poems about friendship. But then I thought about it, flowers wither and water flows, so what does this have to do with them? They are both married people. It's just a kind of sour literati.

It’s just the sadness of spring and autumn.

"We'll go have a late-night snack later to celebrate your first step into 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 keep this grudge for the rest of my life. If you want me not to hold grudge, either I get married or you get divorced."
Chapter completed!