Chapter 637: Replenishing the Body
Yang Ya's masterpiece, "Lu Xueshen's Little Childhood Sweetheart", is actually very different in style and rhythm from Yang Ya's first work. She actually had some doubts at the time, but Yang Ya's updates were very stable, and this book became a hit with less than 200,000 words, with daily sales once exceeding one million.
The joy of success and victory diluted Xu Yali's suspicion, or in other words, in the face of interests, nothing else is important.
But it’s different now. If Tang Qi really has evidence, she can’t turn a blind eye even if she wants to.
"Sarah, there are only you and me here. Tell me honestly, did you ask someone to write the book "Little Green Plum" for you?"
Although Yang Ya was very uneasy, she still said stubbornly: "Sister Yali, please don't listen to Tang Qi's nonsense. She is deliberately trying to sow discord between us and doesn't want good for me. I wrote "Little Green Plum" word by word, and it has been finished for so long. Tang Qi has been against me since she was in school. She must have known that I was going to hold a book signing event and deliberately came to disrupt it!"
Although Yang Ya denied it flatly, Xu Yali had seen countless people and was experienced and shrewd, so she could see through Yang Ya's guilty conscience at a glance.
However, she did not intend to break up with Yang Ya until the matter became clear.
If the plagiarism and ghostwriting are true, not only will Yang Ya's reputation be ruined, but it will also have a huge impact and loss on the entire Qidian Chinese website.
The book "Little Green Plum" is about to be signed nationwide. The costs of early preparation, publicity, and publishing have reached tens of millions, not to mention the various investments in manpower and material resources.
There must be no mistakes at the book signing event!
Thinking of this, Xu Yali's attitude and tone towards Yang Ya softened a little, "Sarah, don't think too much, of course I believe you.
However, the book signing event is about to take place, and we have been preparing for this for half a year, so there must not be any mistakes.
If there is something wrong, you must tell me clearly so that I can make a good response plan. "
Yang Ya nodded uneasily, "I know, Sister Yali."
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After leaving the opening time, Tang Qi went to a nearby digital mall and chose a laptop for Xiao Ba before driving the Maybach back to the mansion.
On the way, I received a call from Cheng You.
"Director Tang, Young Master Jiang came to the company to see me today and said he had your instructions."
"Two years ago, when Yinmeng.com was first established, I promised Jiang Ziyi that I would give him 1% of the transaction volume generated by the customers he invited to join."
Jiang Ziyi invited quite a few clients, and they were all genuine wealthy people with an astonishing turnover. This 1% would be at least 10 digits.
Cheng You took a deep breath and calmed himself down, "I understand. I will ask the finance department to calculate the profits that Mr. Jiang deserves as soon as possible."
"Well, you will give me the report for signature and review then."
"Okay." Cheng You hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously, "Director Tang, when do you plan to come to the company to meet everyone?"
When they encountered a red light, Tang Qi stepped on the brake lightly, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and sighed, "I'm afraid I can't spare the time for the time being. I have to go back to City B tomorrow."
Cheng You was slightly stunned, then smiled: "It just so happens that I have to go back to City B tomorrow. It's my father's birthday the day after tomorrow. Mr. Tang, if it's convenient for you, you are welcome to come."
The green light came on, Tang Qi released the foot brake, turned the steering wheel skillfully, and chuckled, "Now that you've said that, it would seem like I'm not giving you face if I don't go. Okay, send me the address when the time comes."
"good."
Tang Qi tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and suddenly asked, "Have you booked your flight for tomorrow?"
Cheng You hesitated, "Not yet."
Tang Qi curled her lips slightly, not exposing the other party's little thoughts, "Then you can go back to City B with us tomorrow, tomorrow at 2 pm, Terminal 2 of the Imperial Capital Airport."
Cheng You readily agreed: "Thank you, Mr. Tang!"
After finishing the call, the Maybach just drove into the Summer Palace.
Tang Qi walked into the mansion's gate and saw Qin Jingxiu and Mo Shaochen sitting on the sofa in the living room. She walked over with a smile.
"dad."
Qin Jingxiu stood up with a smile on his face and pulled her to sit down. "Qiqi, Shao'a said you signed a contract with some novel website. Are you still writing novels?"
Tang Qi touched the tip of his nose and said, "Just writing randomly to kill time."
Qin Jingxiu thought of something and smiled, "Then write it and show it to Dad."
"Um."
As they were talking, Xu Xing came over and asked them to eat.
Taking Mo Shaochen's taste into consideration, the dishes were all made lighter, but the taste was not bad, and Qin Jingxiu praised the food highly.
"Xiao Yu, your cooking skills are even better than your grandfather's."
Dong Xiaoyu smiled reservedly, "If you like, you are welcome to come often for dinner. Just let me know in advance and I will prepare your favorite four-happiness meatballs and cherry meat."
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Qin Jingxiu couldn't help but be surprised, "You still remember that I like to eat these two dishes?"
Dong Xiaoyu moved out of the Qin family after going to college. It has been more than ten years, so it is no wonder that Qin Jingxiu was surprised.
Tang Qi ate the food slowly, his eyes moving back and forth between Dong Xiaoyu and his father.
Dong Xiaoyu noticed Tang Qi's gaze and looked a little embarrassed. "Yes, I liked these two dishes when I was a child. Every time grandpa made them for you, he would leave some for me."
Speaking of Dong Cheng, Qin Jingxiu looked nostalgic and melancholy, "How is your grandfather now?"
"He is resting in the hospital." Dong Xiaoyu subconsciously glanced at Tang Qi, who looked indifferent, and said, "He is a little better than before, and can eat."
"That's good."
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After lunch, Mo Shaochen took the initiative to go to the bedroom to rest, leaving Tang Qi and Qin Jingxiu, father and daughter, to talk alone in the study.
Qin Jingxiu asked carefully, "Qiqi, you went back to the Qin residence to see the old man a few days ago, and I didn't have time to ask you, what are your plans for Jingshu?"
After that, he added: "The old man is old, and the only thing he wants is to have children and grandchildren around him and enjoy the happiness of family. Jingshu was wrong first, so even if he is worried about you, he has no face to tell you about it."
Tang Qi smiled indifferently, "I was in a hurry to return to China this time and didn't have time to take care of Qin Jingshu. Dad, don't worry, I didn't care about it at the beginning, and I won't bring up the past now.
I will arrange for someone to bring Qin Jingshu back to China as soon as possible."
"That's good." Qin Jingxiu breathed a sigh of relief, looking at her with a look of gratitude and guilt, "Qiqi, I'm sorry for wronging you, but Daddy promises you that this is only this time, and it won't happen again."
Tang Qi smiled and responded, "Okay."
The father and daughter talked for a while, and Qin Jingxiu reluctantly stood up and left. "The people in the investigation team are carefully checking the information and clues you sent yesterday. I also have to rush back, so I can't stay with you for long."
"It's okay, Dad. I'll take you out."
After Tang Qi sent Qin Jingxiu to the garage, Qin Jingxiu took out a large black handbag from the trunk and gave it to her, "This is the ginseng I asked someone to bring back from the Northeast. It's for Shao Chen to use to nourish his body."
Tang Qi took the bag and chuckled, "Thank you, Dad."
"Why are you being so polite to Dad? Okay, go back. I'm leaving first."
After watching Qin Jingxiu's car leave, Tang Qi took the ginseng directly to the kitchen.
(End of this chapter)