That afternoon, Wen Ying and her family of three even had a meal at a restaurant outside.
It was very rare for a family of three to go out to a restaurant in Wen Ying's two lifetimes of memory. So much so that when Chen Ru suddenly asked her halfway through the meal if she wanted to paint the walls beige, Wen Ying was stunned.
“Beige?”
"Yeah, a very light beige, white furniture, and light-colored curtains."
Compared to pink, beige is of course a big improvement, Wen Ying agreed immediately.
In fact, influenced by the aesthetic tastes of later generations, she likes neutral colors such as black, white and gray when decorating her house. However, it would be too inappropriate for her age to propose this now. Wen Ying accepted Chen Ru's suggestion to change the pink to beige.
Compared with the color of the room, Chen Ru's "concession" is more precious. This time, the smile on Wen Ying's face is obviously more genuine.
The relationship between mother and daughter has eased a lot, and Wen Dongrong is the happiest!
Unfortunately, it’s already the end of May and the weather is getting hotter day by day, so I’m destined not to be able to wear my new leather jacket.
——When will Wen Ying give him the 500 yuan of private money that was returned?
In fact, he didn't want to return the money, but it was not appropriate for him to accept it under the circumstances. So did Wen Ying understand his good intentions and keep his money safe?
He received 500 yuan in April, 500 yuan in May, and another 500 yuan in June... With 1,500 yuan in his pocket, Wen Dongrong felt that he was on the road to wealth again.
Each of the three members of the Wen family found their satisfaction, and the atmosphere in the car on the way home was naturally harmonious. When Wen Ying returned home and saw the locked drawer, she felt that her uncle Deng Shangwei's idea was very good: if everything was explained clearly, it would be difficult for Manager Chen not to be furious. Appropriate concealment is good for both parties!
Wen Ying didn't give up her plan, but she could do things underground that she had done in the past.
Be sure to hold on to your vest tightly!
Before going to bed, Wen Ying sent a text message to Xie Qian: Thank you, the advice you gave me is very useful!
Xie Qian had just arrived home from the airport when he received this text message.
Wen Ying still did not bring up the issue of the copyright contract, so Xie Qian decided to forgive Wen Ying generously.
Being able to listen to advice is one of the great advantages of hamsters, and Xie Qian likes this advantage very much!
Compared with this advantage, occasional forgetfulness is not a big disadvantage.
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Same Monday, same poor students gathered together.
Li Mengjiao yawned as she handed the weekend paper to Xie Qian for review. After Xie Qian took the paper, Li Mengjiao leaned over to Wen Ying's ear and whispered:
"You went to see Song Chan alone on Friday. Did she bully you?"
"Why is she bullying me?"
Not only did Song Chan not bully Wen Ying, strictly speaking, it was the Song father and daughter who were bullied by Zhao Dong.
"...Who knows, maybe he's jealous that you're more talented!"
Li Mengjiao said this while secretly glancing at Xie Qian.
Wen Ying is not only talented.
Wen Ying also secretly won the heart of all the girls in the school. Wen Ying was so calm. If it were her, she would have shown off a long time ago!
Li Mengjiao's mind was full of the words "My sisters are awesome", and she made herself laugh.
——When the day comes that Wen Ying and Xie Qian can be public, I will do at least five splits in one breath!
Wen Ying didn't understand what Li Mengjiao was laughing at, but she felt that Li Mengjiao's smile was quite meaningful.
I must have read it wrong. The word "meaningful" doesn't fit Li Hanhan at all.
"Yesterday, Aunt Zou and I signed a publishing contract."
When Wen Ying said this, Li Mengjiao was no longer sleepy. Even Xie Qian, who was grading the papers, couldn't help but divert his attention to hear the details.
At first, Wen Ying wanted to sign a contract with the magazine, but in the end she chose his mother. Something must have happened.
Although Zou Weijun told his son that he had signed Wen Ying, he did not say anything bad about his opponent in front of Xie Qian, who did not know the details.
"Come on, I really shouldn't be out of town this week. I should have gone with you to sign the contract."
Li Mengjiao muttered.
This is just talk. If she really doesn't go to other places to promote the brand, it will definitely not work. The 2.8 million yuan a year endorsement fee from the dairy group is not so easy to get. If she takes the money but doesn't cooperate with the promotion, Li Mengjiao's reputation in the circle will be ruined. Yuan Fenghui will never agree that her artist will act like a big shot and ruin her reputation for no reason.
Wen Ying briefly recounted the negotiation process with Aige Editor-in-Chief Han Qin and concluded, "Apart from feeling a bit embarrassed to face Editor Xiao Niu, I have no regrets about not signing a contract with Editor-in-Chief Han."
Wen Ying has tried her best to beautify the negotiation process, but Li Mengjiao still wants to explode: That Editor-in-Chief Han is so short-sighted!
"We can negotiate the terms, but I can't look down on you. How did she become the editor-in-chief?"
Li Mengjiao asked a soul-searching question.
Han Qin looked down on Wen Ying, so how could Li Mengjiao guarantee her impartiality? Without waiting for Wen Ying's reply, she continued to criticize Han Qin for being so contemptuous: "Wait until your book sells a million copies and see if that editor-in-chief Han will regret it!"
Xie Qian glanced over.
Li Mengjiao talks too much, chirping like a sparrow outside the window, often interrupting his lines... Maybe he didn't do enough papers?
"Selling one million copies isn't something you can achieve by just shouting; it depends on the quality of the book and the intensity of the promotion."
Xie Qian said this lightly, and Li Mengjiao's eyes rolled, "It's for publicity. Even good wine needs a bush."
When it comes to the role of "propaganda", Li Mengjiao has a deep understanding.
Is it possible that her first album was of poor quality?
Produced by Yuan Fenghui, how could it be bad!
But Mr. Guan bought the album from music critics and cut off the supply of the album, so no matter how good the album was, it was bound to fail.
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