Chapter 559: Has Cheng Xuyuan run out of ideas?
The next morning, when Cheng Xuyuan woke up from his sleep, he felt his head a little numb.
I drank too much yesterday. It seems that my alcohol tolerance is still not as good as Xie Jin and the others.
After simply washing his face, Cheng Xuyuan walked into the yard.
I found that Xie Jin was sitting leisurely on a recliner in the yard, flipping through a book leisurely.
That look is very leisurely.
"Director Xie, when did you wake up?" As the host, Cheng Xuyuan greeted Xie Jin politely.
Xie Jin put down the book in his hand and said, "I just woke up."
"Xuyuan, it's more comfortable here!"
At this point, he stretched his back and said, "If I could have a house like this, I would be satisfied."
Cheng Xuyuan looked at Xie Jin who was sighing, and said with a smile: "Director Xie, many people are buying houses now. If you like it, why not buy one."
"I don't have that much money."
Xie Jin waved his hands quickly. Although he was a big director and his salary was not low, he didn't save much money.
The main thing is that although he earns a lot, he also spends a lot.
For example, friends often come to see him, and when friends come, he will treat them to a meal.
This is actually a considerable expense.
Looking at Xie Jin with a smile on his face, Cheng Xuyuan said, "Director Xie, I got some money recently."
"If you have a house you like, you can get money from me."
"I can charge you no interest."
Xie Jin smiled and said, "Xuyuan, I know you are rich, but even if I bought a house in Yanjing, I don't have time to live in it. Even if I bought it, it would just be idle."
"Forget it."
Cheng Xuyuan said: "If Director Xie doesn't want to buy in Yanjing, he can also buy an old house in Donghai."
"I heard there are some old houses over there that are also ready to be sold."
After Xie Jin heard what Cheng Xuyuan said, he was really moved, but in the end he waved his hand towards Cheng Xuyuan and said, "Xuyuan, I appreciate your kindness."
“I won’t buy this house.”
"I live in the staff quarters of our factory and I am very comfortable."
“I haven’t thought about changing my place of residence yet.”
Cheng Xuyuan knew that buying a house was a good thing, but this kind of thing could not be forced.
He immediately said, "Director Xie, I think the price of houses will get higher and higher in the future."
“Even if you can’t live in it, you can still use it for investment.”
"When you decide, you can always come to me."
Just as the two were chatting, Chen Huaikai walked over.
While rubbing his head, he said to Xie Jin: "Old Xie, I won't drink with you anymore."
"You're drinking like crazy."
"Oh, I really can't stand it."
As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Xuyuan and asked, "Xuyuan, when are you going to write Farewell My Concubine?"
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Didn't we agree on this? I'll start writing next week."
"Xuyuan, I think you can write now."
"Isn't there a saying? Tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there?"
Chen Huaikai said to this point, and said to Xie Jin: "Let's go, let's go find some breakfast."
"Xuyuan, I can't sober up if I don't eat something."
Cheng Xuyuan said: "Let's go have some food. There's a restaurant that makes rotten meat noodles in front. It tastes very good. Let's go have some together."
Chen Huaikai and Xie Jin don't care what to eat for breakfast.
The two of them agreed and walked out. Xie Jin asked as they walked, "Xuyuan, how far is the hotel from us?"
"It's just three or four miles." Cheng Xuyuan said casually.
When Xie Jin heard three or four miles, his expression suddenly changed and he said, "Xu Yuan, we don't need to go so far to eat."
"Let's find something nearby."
Chen Huaikai also said: "Xuyuan, it will take more than half an hour for us to walk three or four miles. I..."
Just when Chen Huaikai was halfway through his words, he saw a black sedan parked in front of Cheng Xuyuan's gate.
The car looked extremely beautiful in the sunlight, and its black paint was shining.
Cheng Xuyuan opened the car door and said, "Director Xie, Director Chen, you two get in the car. We'll be there in a few minutes."
Looking at Cheng Xuyuan who was already in the driver's seat, Xie Jin sat directly in the back seat.
"Xuyuan, your car is really comfortable. When I came here yesterday, I heard that you bought a car yourself. Wow, it's really a nice car!"
As Xie Jin spoke, he lay down on the car and said, "It's much more comfortable than the car in our factory."
Chen Huaikai was sitting in the car, feeling quite emotional at this moment.
Although he was a successful man, the car he drove was just a jeep from the factory.
Even this requires prior notification, but this guy Cheng Xuyuan actually has his own car.
Driving to eat is really...
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "This is just a means of transportation."
"I got more than $300,000 from The Shawshank Redemption, and there was no use for me keeping it. So I asked a friend to apply for a quota for me and I got this car."
"I believe that with your abilities, it won't be long before you both have a private car."
Hearing Cheng Xuyuan's words, Xie Jin laughed and said, "Then I'll borrow your good words."
"I was able to give you so much money from The Shawshank Redemption. Now it seems that I really took advantage of you."
"Otherwise, your Truman's World would probably sell a lot."
Cheng Xuyuan was not modest in response to Xie Jin's words.
Cheng Xuyuan was well aware of the box office potential of The Truman Show.
If he continues to cooperate with Sidivine, then he will be able to get a share of the profits from Shawshank Redemption, which will also be a considerable amount.
He smiled and said nothing, while Chen Huaikai said, "Old Xie, I originally thought that Xu Yuan benefited from you this time."
"Now it seems that Xuyuan got in trouble by letting you shoot his work."
At this point, he burst into laughter.
The car soon stopped not far from a noodle shop. Cheng Xuyuan and the other two chatted and each ordered a bowl of noodles with braised pork. After eating, Cheng Xuyuan drove Xie Jin and the other two to Yanying Studio, and then drove towards Shijingshan.
Fang Yuqing was already looking forward to seeing the programmer. When she saw Cheng Xuyuan's car, she got in and asked with concern, "Xuyuan, did something happen on the way? Why are you so late today?"
This morning, Fang Yuqing had classes and had agreed on a time with Cheng Xuyuan, but Cheng Xuyuan was late.
Fang Yuqing did not complain about the class, but was concerned about whether Cheng Xuyuan had encountered any problems.
While asking Fang Yuqing to get in the car, Cheng Xuyuan told her what happened when Xie Jin and Chen Huaikai ran over there last night.
Hearing Cheng Xuyuan say this, Fang Yuqing couldn't help but complain: "They both drink all the time, you are still young, how can you compare with them."
"Drink less next time."
"I have honey at home. I'll get you some honey water. We can drink it while we walk."
As Fang Yuqing was about to get off the car, Cheng Xuyuan hurriedly said, "We just had noodles, so we don't need to drink water. Let's go to school first."
"You should go to class. I have some things to do."
Fang Yuqing didn't insist and asked Xie Jin about his award along the way. When she heard that The Truman Show had made a lot of money from selling the copyright alone, she just smiled and didn't say much.
As usual, Cheng Xuyuan drove the car into the school through the small gate and went to the library.
Although he told Chen Huaikai that he would start writing Farewell My Concubine next week, after what he said yesterday, Cheng Xuyuan was eager to write Farewell My Concubine.
Although he remembered the plot very clearly, there were some things he still needed to prepare well.
Just as Cheng Xuyuan was looking through materials on Peking Opera in the library, the sound of knocking on the table woke him up from the materials.
Cheng Xuyuan looked up and found that Zhang Dening had sat in front of him without him noticing.
"De Ning, how come you have time to come to our school today?" Cheng Xuyuan and Zhang Dening are old friends, and Zhang Dening and Shen Yumo are also close friends, so the two of them talked casually.
Zhang Dening said with a smile: "I was born to run errands, so naturally I came here specifically to find you."
"What do you mean I have free time? I'm busy with work."
Hearing Zhang Dening's words, Cheng Xuyuan said, "You are not here to ask for manuscripts again, are you? Don't tell me you don't have good manuscripts. I have read your recent works."
"Whether it is Mr. Wang's work or Jianxun's new work, it has aroused the recognition of many readers."
Hearing Cheng Xuyuan say this, Zhang Dening smiled and said, "Xuyuan, didn't I see that you still care about us?"
"I came here this time to invite you to attend our symposium."
"Starting from next month, we will change our name."
After hearing what Zhang Dening said, Cheng Xuyuan immediately realized that Yanjing Literature and Art would be renamed this month.
He immediately smiled and said, "This is a great thing. When the symposium is held, I will definitely attend it."
Although Cheng Xuyuan’s works are not published much in Yenching Literature and Art now, the close relationship between them still exists.
After all, Cheng Xuyuan’s When Happiness Knocks on the Door was first published at Yanjing Literature and Art.
Zhang Dening mentioned a date. Cheng Xuyuan thought about it and found that he didn't have any appointments, so he readily agreed.
After completing the task, Zhang Dening smiled and said, "Xuyuan, I should congratulate you. The movie adapted from The Truman Show won a big award."
"This time, you are so proud of yourself again!"
Cheng Xuyuan didn't care about Zhang Dening's words. After he said a few words modestly, Zhang Dening asked, "Why haven't I seen any new works from you recently?"
"Some time ago, I attended a book club and someone asked me if I had run out of ideas because I hadn't published any novels recently."
Cheng Xuyuan glanced at Zhang Dening and said, "My cultural journey seems to have just been serialized. Why are people saying this?"
Zhang Dening said: "Some people think you haven't written a novel for a long time."
"For other people, it's normal to not be able to write a short story in half a year, but for you, everyone thinks it's abnormal that you haven't produced any works for such a long time."
Looking at Zhang Dening who looked serious, Cheng Xuyuan was speechless for a while.
(End of this chapter)
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