Chapter 220 Cheng Xuyuan really doesn’t need to climb high branches
After finishing the meal, Fang Yuqing reluctantly saw Cheng Xuyuan off.
Fang Yuanfeng, who had drunk some wine, walked side by side with Qin Wenhui.
The two people are about the same age and grew up together, so their relationship is quite harmonious.
There are some things that two people naturally say.
"Wenhui, I'm not saying anything bad about you, it's just buying a color TV, is it worth it for you to ask Cheng Xuyuan to exchange his Hong Kong dollars?"
Fang Yuanfeng waved his hand and said, "I'll find you a few friends later and I can get this done!"
Qin Wenhui could naturally see that Fang Yuanfeng said these things not because of him, but was targeting Cheng Xuyuan.
He really looked down on Cheng Xuyuan.
In fact, at the beginning, Qin Wenhui also looked down on Cheng Xuyuan.
I feel that this is the young man who is attracted to Fang Yuqing's family background.
What he thought was that he could climb up effortlessly by relying on the convenience of the Fang family.
But as he came into contact with Cheng Xuyuan, he felt that he had underestimated Cheng Xuyuan and looked down on him too much! Cheng Xuyuan was not the kind of person he thought he was.
Between him and Fang Yuqing, not to mention that it was Fang Yuqing who took the initiative to pursue him.
Based on Cheng Xuyuan's current situation, he can live a colorful life even without relying on anyone.
Even if he were placed in Hong Kong, he would still be a popular and best-selling author.
"Brother, I know you can help me, but if you do that, you will still owe me a lot of favors. It's better to let Xuyuan do a favor!"
"Anyway, he has so much money that he can't spend it all in a short time."
"What's more, he will get even more royalties next month."
Hearing this, Fang Yuanfeng became even more depressed.
He couldn't help but say, "Wenhui, we are in the same boat."
"We agreed at the time that no matter what, Yuqing must not be allowed to marry such a sinister guy."
"You won't forget it so quickly."
When Qin Wenhui heard Fang Yuanfeng mention this, a trace of difficulty appeared on his face.
He hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Wenfeng, I will certainly not forget this."
"But I think Cheng Xuyuan is actually a pretty good person."
"And Yuqing also likes him. We should give young people a chance, right?"
Fang Yuanfeng looked at Qin Wenhui who looked calm and could not help but snorted, "Traitor! Just for a color TV, he even disregarded his sister's happiness!"
As he spoke, Fang Yuanfeng turned and left.
Qin Wenhui wanted to catch up, but Fang Yuanfeng was very fast, and he also had to wait for Fang Yuning, so he took a few quick steps and gave up.
"What's wrong? Did you have a fight with my brother?" Fang Yuning asked with a smile as he looked at Qin Wenhui who was smoking.
Fang Yuning is in a good mood today.
My dad’s career has made further progress, and I can finally buy the color TV that I had always dreamed of. It makes me happy just thinking about it.
Qin Wenhui knew that he couldn't hide it from his wife, so he told her the truth: "Your brother has a problem with Cheng Xuyuan, so he pulled me to stand with him."
"Tell me, what should I do about this?"
Fang Yuning hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you really think Cheng Xuyuan is a good person?"
"Wife, this guy is quite capable. Even without Yuqing, I think he would still be living a good life." Qin Wenhui said solemnly: "Let's not talk about other things. Just talking about the speed at which he makes money, no one can compare to him!"
"And what he earns is foreign exchange."
"I heard from our manager that some big shots have already praised him!"
"He said he re-popularized our history to some people who had forgotten their ancestors."
"This is very good, very rare!"
Fang Yuning listened to her husband's words and silently counted Cheng Xuyuan's achievements in her heart:
A student at Yenching University! A famous writer!
A disciple of a literary master! It seems that Cheng Xuyuan obtained these identities entirely by his own strength without the help of his sister.
In other words, there is no need for him to covet anything from his own home.
Even though it made her uncomfortable, it was a fact.
"Xiao Cheng is a good person, but the fact that they can't get a divorce is also a problem." Fang Yuning said, "You can't let your sister follow him like this forever."
Qin Wenhui felt helpless after hearing Fang Yuning say this.
After all, this matter is no longer something they can decide.
So he sighed and said, "Wife, let mom and dad handle this matter."
"There's no point in us worrying."
"But I think we should be more polite to Cheng Xuyuan in the future..."
…
Cheng Xuyuan and Fang Yuqing walked side by side, with a smile on Fang Yuqing's face.
"Xuyuan, thank you." Fang Yuqing said, "My dad said that if you hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have had the good things he has today."
Cheng Xuyuan said modestly: "Yuqing, your father relies on his own strength."
"As for me, I just expressed my opinion. I didn't really help."
Fang Yuqing looked at her sweetheart. Every word he said was kind. His eyes, eyebrows, and everything about him were pleasing to the eye. She felt more and more reluctant to let him go. It was a pity that he had already been sent to the gate of the compound. How she wished that this road could be longer and longer.
"Xuyuan, before you go back to your hometown, you must tell me so that I can see you off."
"Also, my brother-in-law has no other skills, but he is very good at making small things."
"When you go back, ask him to buy you a sleeper ticket."
"Otherwise, your Hong Kong dollars will just go to him for nothing!"
Cheng Xuyuan looked at Fang Yuqing, who looked like she was obsessed with money, and said, "Okay, I'll tell you when I leave."
"It's getting late now, you should go back quickly."
Fang Yuqing picked at her fingers shyly and said with a red face: "But, but I...can't bear to leave you..."
"I'm afraid that if you don't go back, your dad will be unable to sleep and will be even more angry with me. What should I do?"
Listening to Cheng Xuyuan's teasing, Fang Yuqing couldn't help but punched him on the shoulder and said coquettishly, "Don't say that about my dad!"
Cheng Xuyuan quickly waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I won't say any more."
"You should go back soon."
After saying goodbye to Fang Yuqing who was reluctant to leave, Cheng Xuyuan rode his bicycle back to the staff quarters of the Chengnan District Literary Association.
Although it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, the downstairs of the tube building was still extremely lively.
The children were not afraid of the heat. They ran around under the dim street lights, and from time to time, bursts of laughter could be heard.
As for the older people, some were chatting while fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans, some were playing chess, and a few were gathered together listening to radio programs.
“Listening to this song ‘Desire’ makes people feel depressed.”
A strong guy said: "I really want to beat up Wang Husheng."
"Da Zhuang, although Wang Husheng was wrong in this matter, Liu Huifang was also at fault. She and the people in our factory..."
The conversation turned into laughter in an instant.
Cheng Xuyuan gently parked the car at the entrance of the corridor and walked into the room in the dim light.
Although it was just the beginning of July, the room was filled with scorching air, as hot as a steamer. I couldn't sleep after entering the room.
Although Cheng Xuyuan has always wanted to buy an electric fan, he has never had the time, so now there is only a cattail leaf fan in the room that he bought a few days ago.
Although this old-fashioned palm-leaf fan is ugly, it is still good for fanning.
Cheng Xuyuan came to the end of the corridor, holding the enamel face plate with two carps painted on it. He turned on the tap and filled a basin with water, then returned to the room and took a simple bath. He felt his pores open up and his whole body felt extremely comfortable.
Just as he poured out the dirty water and was about to take a rest, he saw Niu Wanjia coming over with some sliced watermelon.
"Xuyuan, come and try the watermelon I bought from home."
Cheng Xuyuan and Niu Wanjia were not polite. He picked up a piece of watermelon and took two bites, then smiled and said, "Brother Niu, how is your work recently?"
"It's still the same, but I'm now in charge of the novel group's affairs."
Niu Wanjia said in high spirits: "Recently, we are planning to write some review articles about "The Hidden". Xuyuan, do you have time? If you do, please write one."
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Brother Niu, if I want to write, I can only write about the creative process, not an evaluation article."
"Or, you can contact October and ask them to write it."
Hearing Cheng Xuyuan mention October, Niu Wanjia said with emotion: "Xuyuan, October chose your "The Hidden" for its first issue this time, and it was the right choice!"
"It's been less than a month. Do you know how many copies of their first issue were sold?"
Generally speaking, the first issue is very important for a magazine.
Cheng Xuyuan remembered a document from his previous life that there seemed to be more than 100,000 volumes.
He smiled and said, "Have you sold 100,000 copies?"
Niu Wanjia snorted and said, "You underestimate yourself too much! Let me tell you, their first issue has sold more than 200,000 copies."
"I heard that this is because their printing speed can't keep up."
“If it prints faster, I’ll want more!”
Listening to Niu Wanjia's words, Cheng Xuyuan was also a little surprised.
He knew that October sold very well, but he didn't expect it to be so good.
“Xuyuan, October is a bimonthly magazine, which means they still have one month of sales.”
"As the reputation of your "Insidious" gets better and better, some of our colleagues predict that their first issue this time may be able to sell 400,000 copies!"
"Tsk tsk, this can no longer be described as a new publication!"
Although Cheng Xuyuan was happy, he also felt sorry.
The manuscript fee system has just been restored, and the maximum is 7 yuan per thousand words.
No matter how much he sells, it has nothing to do with him.
Although Cheng Xuyuan thought so in his heart, he smiled and said to Niu Wanjia: "It seems that I have to find time to let Lao Liu treat us later!"
Niu Wanjia said: "Old Liu should treat us to a meal. This guy has found a great bargain!"
As the two of them chatted and laughed, the strange feeling disappeared without a trace.
Just when the two were chatting enthusiastically, they heard a noisy sound outside.
Hearing the voice, Niu Wanjia walked out quickly.
Cheng Xuyuan also followed Niu Wanjia to the corridor, and saw a middle-aged woman downstairs, which was originally full of fireworks, angrily saying: "Washing machine, Chu Xiaolu, where do you want me and your father to find a washing machine for you?"
"I'm telling you, tell Xiaofang's family that we're planning to get married, so we won't lack anything that's necessary, but this washing machine, that's just asking too much."
"No……"
Before the middle-aged woman finished her words, a man who looked to be in his twenties said loudly, "Mom, Xiaofang's classmate got married two days ago, and she bought a washing machine."
"Xiaofang said that if there is no washing machine, we won't get married for now."
"How long do we have to wait for this?"
…
Looking at the chaotic situation below, Niu Wanjia shook his head helplessly and said, "This is the eldest son of Yueqin's brother's family. He has had several fights with my brother-in-law over marriage."
"Young people nowadays are only concerned with finding a wife, and they don't even think about whether a washing machine is that easy to fix."
"I can save up the money, but the ticket won't fall from the sky, where can I find it?"
Today's third update is here, please support me by the end of the month (end of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
