The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 289 Slap
For a long time, when Feng Huacheng got along with Zhou Rong, he mostly gave way to Zhou Rong, not only because Zhou Rong was more than ten years younger than him, but also because Feng Huacheng owed her.

Back then he cheated in marriage and corresponded with Zhou Rong, although he thought that he and Zhou Rong had only a platonic relationship, and he did not cheat physically.

But later Zhou Rong ran to Guizhou desperately for him. To be honest, Feng Huacheng was very moved and even felt that he owed Zhou Rong a lot.

But love has a freshness period. When the heat of love fades away and all the good things are wiped out by the trivialities of life, Feng Huacheng's debt to Zhou Rong is also exhausted, and the couple quarrels become more frequent.

A year ago, Zhou Rong proposed not to work in order to take the university entrance examination, and Feng Huacheng finally forgot to bear it for the first time.

The couple had a big quarrel about work and had a cold war for several days.

Although Zhou Rong compromised in the end and went out to find a job as a cashier, the couple quarreled every day.

A month ago, Feng Huacheng promised his brother-in-law to help him find a house in the capital, and Zhou Rong had a fight with him, which has been in a cold war to this day.

Originally, Feng Huacheng didn't want to bring Zhou Rong to dinner, but he also knew in his heart that his relationship with his brother-in-law was really mediocre, and it was almost impossible for him to help him speak well in front of the Xiangjiang editor.

So Feng Huacheng approached Zhou Rong, said all the good things, and made Zhou Rong agree to participate in the dinner.

Before coming, Feng Huacheng told Zhou Rong not to talk nonsense, and she just had to sit down and eat quietly.

As a result, Zhou Rong quarreled with Wang Gang as soon as she arrived, doubted the identity of Xiangjiang's editor, and offended people as soon as she opened her mouth. Feng Huacheng felt very embarrassed.

Zhou Rong's embarrassment is to save him face, how can Feng Huacheng bear it.

Feng Huacheng scolded Zhou Rong directly: "Zhou Rong, what are you doing, what about your upbringing?"

Wang Gang's face was gloomy, and Xia Chenglong was a little uncomfortable sitting on the side.

"Why are you so fierce to me? Am I wrong? This Xiangjiang editor can be seen as a fake at first glance. Wang Gang must have invited us to lie to us."

Zhou Rong never felt that she was wrong.

Feng Huacheng was very speechless, you have prejudice against your brother, you have to be smart!

Why did your brother lie to you, and what good is lying to you? This is obviously impossible, why can't you turn the corner.

Wang Gang couldn't bear it any longer, and poured a cup of tea directly on Zhou Rong's face.

Zhou Rong was dumbfounded, Feng Huacheng was dumbfounded, and Xia Chenglong was even more embarrassed.

"You dare to splash me?!" Zhou Rong looked at Wang Gang with tea all over her face.

Wang Gang kept this cup of tea for a long time, but it wasn't hot. Zhou Rong's face and clothes were a little wet, but her body was fine, but her heart hurt a lot.

Since she was a child, Zhou Rong was the treasure of the family. Later, she came to Guizhou and became a teacher. She was also highly respected. How could she have been so humiliated.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Wang Gang glanced at Zhou Rong coldly, and said, "I didn't invite you to dinner at all, you came here when you came, and you still want to offend my friends, you are not welcome here, get out of here .”

Wang Gang gave way to Zhou Rong in the past because of Li Suhua's face and worried about her health.

Now that Li Suhua is in Jichun, Wang had no scruples just now, scolding whenever he should, and taking action when he should.

"I'll fight you." Zhou Rong rushed towards Wang Gang like crazy, the grievance in her heart had overcome her reason.

Feng Huacheng had quick eyes and quick hands, and hugged Zhou Rong to prevent her from making things worse.

But he stopped Zhou Rong, but not Wang Gang.

Wang Gang stood up straight away and slapped Zhou Rong on the face.

Snapped!
This slap stunned everyone.

Zhou Rong was even more dumbfounded.

Feng Huacheng subconsciously let go of his hand.

Xia Chenglong was thinking, should he leave first? It seems inappropriate for him to sit here by an outsider.

Wang Gang said to Zhou Rong with a cold face, "Did this slap wake you up?"

Zhou Rong stared blankly at her slapped face, mist slowly gathering in her eyes.

"You dare to hit me, you dare to hit me." Zhou Rong said with trembling lips.

Wang Gang said without guilt: "Why didn't I dare to hit you? You ran over crazy, messed up my affairs, and wanted to hit me like a shrew. Could it be that I can't fight back?"

Zhou Rong burst into tears.

Wang Gang was not used to Zhou Rong, he shouted angrily: "If you want to cry, go home and cry, don't be an eyesore in front of me."

Feng Huacheng came to his senses, hugged Zhou Rong and pulled him away.

"Bingkun, I'm sorry, I'll take your sister away right now."

Zhou Rong cried out hysterically: "Zhou Bingkun, if you have the ability, kill me, or else this matter will never end."

Holding Zhou Rong in his arms, Feng Huacheng rushed out, fearing that if he was a step too late, the matter would come to an irreversible point.

After the two left, Wang just sat down again.

"Mr. Xia, I'm sorry. I told you to read a joke. My sister was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child. She speaks and does things without thinking, impulsive and reckless. Don't take it to heart."

Xia Chenglong smiled awkwardly, expressing that he was fine, took a sip of the tea on the table, and concealed his discomfort.

When he didn't know what to say, Wu Sanxing walked in.

After entering the door, Wu Sansheng didn't notice the weird atmosphere in the private room.

"Mr. Zhou, I have already contacted Xiangjiang, and the president has agreed to your proposal, but some details need to be added."

Wu Sansheng talked about business as soon as he came, which made Xia Chenglong breathe a sigh of relief.

"What our president means is that there is no problem with the step-by-step split, but the sales volume has to change. Southeast Asia sales are 50% for less than 5 copies, 50% for 100 to 10 million copies, 100% for 200 million to 15 million copies, and 200% for sales of more than 20 million copies. %." Wu Sanxing said.

Wang Gang thought for a while and said, "Such a sharing ratio is fine, but the time for sales statistics needs to be extended, at least three years."

The two began to bargain and price according to the specific rules, and the waiter didn't stop serving the dishes.

Xia Chenglong didn't eat food beside him. Instead, he took out a pen and paper to record the opinions of both parties, acting as a secretary.

The two discussed for an hour, and basically reached an agreement on the contract. Xia Chenglong wrote a first draft of the contract and asked Wang Gang and Wu Sansheng to see if there were any problems.

When it was Wang Gang's turn, there was a knock on the door, and Feng Huacheng actually walked in.

"Bingkun, I sent your sister back."

Feng Huacheng greeted Xia Chenglong and Wu Sanxing again without any abnormality.

Wang Gang discovered that Feng Huacheng was thicker than he had imagined.

It is impossible for ordinary people to run back when the kind of thing happened just now!

Feng Huacheng directly pulled up a chair and sat down, with a smile on his face, he asked Wu Sansheng and Xia Chenglong about their relationship.

Wu Sanxing and Xia Chenglong couldn't drive him away because of Wang Gang's face.

"You two, these are some poems I usually write, I hope you can give me some advice."

Feng Huacheng took out a stack of letter paper from his bag, and handed it to Wu Sansheng and Xia Chenglong as if to sell.

The two of them glanced at Wang Gang, not knowing whether to answer it or not.

Wang Gang sighed, knowing that he would not give up until Feng Huacheng was completely dispelled.

"My brother-in-law is a well-known poet in China, and some of his articles and poems have been published in domestic periodicals." Wang Gang said to Xia Chenglong.

Xia Chenglong and Wu Sansheng then took the letter paper handed over by Feng Huacheng, to save face for Wang Gang, and read it.

Feng Huacheng looked at the two expectantly.

After Wu Sanxing read the two poems, he immediately put down the letter paper.

He is from the publishing house, and he has some literary appreciation. Although he is not as strong as Xia Chenglong, the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper, he can also see that the poems written by Feng Huacheng are very literary, but have no market value.

Today's Xiangjiang people are not interested in the subject matter of poetry.

Xia Chenglong looked carefully at Feng Huacheng's poem and expressed his opinion.

"Teacher Feng's poems are very well written, and they are in line with domestic current affairs."

When Xia Chenglong said a word, Wang Gang and Feng Huacheng understood the meaning.

Feng Huacheng's poems may still have some market in China, but there is no market in Xiangjiang.

Xia Chenglong and Wu Sansheng returned the letter paper to Feng Huacheng.

Feng Huacheng asked a little unwillingly: "Teachers, what kind of poems are popular in Xiangjiang now?"

Xia Chenglong glanced at Wang Gang and said: "Poetry is not popular in Xiangjiang now, but popular novels are more popular."

Feng Huacheng had read the original manuscript of Wang Gang's novel, and he really didn't understand why something that had no cultural value at all could be popular and earn so much money.

However, Feng Huacheng still asked Xia Chenglong patiently.

For Wang Gang's sake, Xia Chenglong also introduced to Feng Huacheng some characteristics of Xiangjiang's popular culture.

As he listened, Feng Huacheng's face turned dark.

Because he found that the themes of novels that Xiangjiang people like are either violent or soft.

These have refreshed his cognition.

Xia Chenglong also noticed that Feng Huacheng's expression was wrong, and added: "The martial arts novels written by Mr. Zhou are very popular in Xiangjiang, and the remuneration is also high. There are many similar ones, and eighty thousand characters are now the market price."

Feng Huacheng looked at Wang Gang in surprise. He knew that Wang Gang's manuscript was paid a lot, but he didn't expect it to be so high.

(End of this chapter)