Era: 1979 From mountain man to richest man

Chapter 136: I can endure it for work, but not for Song Chaoyang

This man is quite courageous.

He started directly at the car.

The only people who can drive jeeps these days are people from work units.

It looks like he came here just for the car from this kind of unit.

It seems that the people around him are also in the same group.

None of them are over 30 years old.

At this moment, he is pretending to be a crowd of onlookers.

After receiving Song Chaoyang's reminder, Fang Yan also nodded:

"I see it."

"Look, something that can be solved for only fifty cents can save us a lot of time."

"I came here once two years ago."

On the other side, Xiao Zhou had already given the money to the young man. Now he stepped aside, and the other onlookers dispersed and got out of the way.

"As long as it doesn't involve too much, I usually turn a blind eye."

It seems that this family compound does not have a doorman.

Fang Yan saw Song Chaoyang's strange eyes.

After that, he said to the assistant in front of him:
"Xiao Zhou got out of the car and asked how much he wanted."

Fang Yan nodded, then glanced at Song Chaoyang next to him and said:

"I can understand it, but I don't agree with it."

"I never had time to come over after that."

"People in the work unit basically drive out to do errands. Generally, when faced with this kind of situation, they will choose to do more than to do less."

Song Chaoyang shook his head:

"We have business to do today, we can't let them delay us like this."

After hearing Song Chaoyang's words, Fang Yan smiled and said:

He smiled and said:

"But now that people are middle-aged, they gradually lose their temper."

After the jeep drove in, it found a random spot to park, and then Fang Yan asked Xiao Zhou to wait here.

"That's right." Fang Yan nodded.

This time Song Chaoyang still didn't see the guard.

"When I was young, I was serious about everything. When things like this happened, no matter how hard I tried, I had to deal with them."

He and Song Chaoyang carried their things and headed directly towards Mr. Kong's house.

I don’t know if it was intentional.

"Fifty cents were paid."

As if seeing Song Chaoyang's doubts, Fang Yan took the initiative and said:

After passing two streets, we finally arrived at the compound for cadres’ families.

"Huh?" Fang Yan looked at Song Chaoyang curiously.

"I would definitely have to deal with them."

After listening to his words, Song Chaoyang shook his head and said:
"Now I understand why they were trying to get into trouble with the Jeep."

He opened the door and sat back in the driver's seat and said to Fang Yan:

"In addition, they are just a jar of wine. As long as it is not a police car or a carefree person like me, most people will choose to pay and settle the matter."

Driving into the compound.

Then the car started and moved forward.

"Editor-in-Chief, it's solved."

It was as if I saw myself when I was younger.

Seeing how he was familiar with the road, it was obvious that this was not his first time here.

Song Chaoyang said:

Then he asked:
"It's like my contract is with other people's contracts. You only care about me."

Fang Yan was startled, then smiled.

Song Chaoyang glanced at him, and then looked outside the car. He had already seen Xiao Zhou taking out money.

"Okay." Xiao Zhou nodded, opened the car door and walked out.

"If it's less, just give the money and leave."

"But I still know the road."

Song Chaoyang nodded after hearing his explanation.

Speaking of which, Fang Yan must be more familiar with this place than himself.

After all, they are old acquaintances, and I have only met the old man once.

When I arrived at the door this time, I saw a twelve or thirteen year old girl in the yard, playing with the big yellow dog from last time.

Seeing someone coming, the big yellow dog immediately rushed out vigilantly.

Two meters away, there were bursts of vigilant cries.

But just after barking twice, it looked familiar to Song Chaoyang, and it tilted its head again as if thinking and stopped barking.

At this time, the little girl behind it walked up and asked the two of them:

"Who are you looking for?"

"Are you Xiaoyao? My surname is Fang. I come from the provincial capital to find your grandfather." Fang Yan responded to the little girl with a smile.

Song Chaoyang looked at this little girl and realized that he had seen her in a photo of the Kong family last time.

In the photo, she is standing next to the old man. I don't know if she is Kong Yun's sister or his cousin.

The little girl reacted immediately and asked Fang Yan:

"Are you the Uncle Fang who called Grandpa this morning?"

Fang Yan nodded immediately.

"That's right, it's me. I didn't expect your grandfather to have told you that."

The little girl nodded, and then shouted into the room:

"Grandpa, grandpa, Uncle Fang is here to see you!"

"Coming, coming!" the old man's response came from the room.

Before anyone arrived, Kong Xiang greeted:

"Don't stay outside, just come in."

The door was opened while they were talking, and Mr. Kong Xiang walked out of the room. He was slightly startled when he saw Song Chaoyang coming with Fang Yan:
"Yeah, Xiao Song is here too!"

Song Chaoyang smiled and nodded to him:

"I happen to be in the county seat too, so I'll come over with Chief Editor Fang to see you."

"What's so good about an old man like me?" Kong Xiang said cheerfully, then he turned his head and shouted into the room:
"Xiaoyun, Xiao Song is here."

"Which Xiao Song?" Kong Yun's voice came from the room.

Kong Xiang said angrily:

"Which other Xiao Song do you think is there?"

Immediately there was a rush of footsteps in the room.

Then I saw Kong Yun running out.

After seeing Song Chaoyang, Kong Yun looked surprised:

"Why are you here Chaoyang?"

Without waiting for Song Chaoyang to answer, she continued:

"By the way, I saw your story, and it's going viral now."

"The bookstores and newsagents outside are all sold out."

Seeing the two of them looking like this, Fang Yan immediately understood that their relationship was not simple.

Last time, the old man said that they were almost boyfriend and girlfriend.

From the looks of it, it shouldn't be much different.

When Mr. Kong saw Kong Yun greeting Song Chaoyang excitedly and leaving Fang Yan aside, he hurriedly said:

"Okay, okay, don't stand at the door chatting, let's go inside."

Song Chaoyang and Fang Yan were led into the house one after another, and the things they brought were placed on the Kong family's coffee table.

Kong Xiang said to them:

"You came just when you said you would, and you still got so many things."

"Xiao Song, I haven't even eaten much of the fruit you bought last time."

Song Chaoyang showed what was in his pocket:

"It's not something expensive. You can eat it just by looking at it."

"I don't mean to come here tonight to have a meal. I want to bring some food myself."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Kong said happily:
"Okay, okay, I like this kind of conscious guest."

After saying that, the old man turned his eyes to Fang Yan again and said:

"And Fang Yan, you too, you brought so many."

There were several calligraphy and painting scrolls wrapped in kraft paper in Fang Yan's pocket. He said:
"I just bought some things. I know you like calligraphy and painting. I bought some specially this time for you to appreciate."

"It's not a valuable masterpiece by a famous artist. I hope you won't dislike it."

The old man smiled and said:

"If you send me a masterpiece by a famous artist, I won't dare accept it."

Just then a middle-aged couple walked out of another room.

The man looks more or less like Kong Fan.

The old man immediately took him and introduced him to Fang Yan and Song Chaoyang.

This is his youngest son, named Kong Liang, and the one next to him is Kong Liang’s wife, Zhang Lanfang.

They are also the parents of the girl named Kong Yao just now.

The couple works in Rongcheng, doing traditional opera work.

He can also be considered a literary and artistic worker.

He is older than Fang Yan.

I'm on vacation now, and I'm going back to my hometown to play with my children who haven't started school yet for a few days.

Seeing guests coming to the house, I came out to meet the two of them.

After Mr. Kong introduced the two people in his family, he introduced Fang Yan and Song Chaoyang to them.

Fang Yan is the editor-in-chief of Oriental Publishing House. Although they have never met him before, they heard the old man talk about this person.

Everyone worked in Rongcheng, so they nodded to take note of each other.

We are all in the same city, so we might still be in touch in the future.

Later, when I heard the name Song Chaoyang.

Both of their eyes fell on the young man in front of them at the same time.

Obviously they had heard about Song Chaoyang.

It was this young man in front of me who fascinated my niece.

It was this young man in front of him who made his sister-in-law anxious and angry.

Also in the past few days, the stories written by this young man have become extremely popular among children.

The "Gourd Book" that almost everyone has in their hands made some adults who paid attention to this matter remember the name Song Chaoyang.

This is a quite amazing young man. Although he comes from a poor background, judging from his recent performance, his background cannot prevent him from shining.

I just heard that my sister-in-law still didn’t let go. But this is not something they can control.

After the introduction, the couple did not show too many emotions, neither overly enthusiastic nor alienated.

It actually made Song Chaoyang feel a lot more comfortable.

It's almost dinner time now, and Grandma Kong Yun is busy in the kitchen.

There are a lot of people at home today, and her task is difficult.

Due to Kong Xiang's previous status, after he retires, the family is actually qualified to arrange a nanny.

But he didn't ask for it.

I find it inconvenient to have one more person in the house.

So the cooking and other tasks fell on his wife.

On weekdays, it was fine for the old couple to eat together, but today there were a lot of guests, and the work pressure suddenly increased.

Kong Yun and my sister-in-law both ran to the kitchen to help.

A few of them were left chatting in the living room.

Kong Xiang praised Song Chaoyang's story published in the magazine, saying it was very well written.

He did not say that he had contacted the Provincial Writers Association.

He tried hard not to let Song Chaoyang know that he was helping secretly, so as to avoid any psychological pressure on the young man.

For this reason, he turned the topic to the calligraphy and paintings that Fang Yan brought over.

Let's take it apart and see what it's like.

Although Fang Yan said just now that all the calligraphy and paintings he brought over were worthless, Song Chaoyang felt that was not the case after opening them.

Before even seeing the author's name, he already felt that the quality of the calligraphy and painting was obviously good.

At least they were all at the level where the old man hung them in the middle of the room.

Then I saw the names on it, and they were all written by people with famous names during the Republic of China.

Mr. Kong was stunned for a moment.

He even said that it was too valuable and he didn’t dare to accept it.

Fang Yan said it was an imitation, but the imitation was so good that most people wouldn't recognize it.

He bought it from the second-hand market outside without spending a few bucks.

If it was genuine, he would be reluctant to give it to Kong Xiang, a retired old man.

Then you have to keep it and send it to the high officials.

Hearing Fang Yan's words, Mr. Kong laughed on the spot.

After looking at it carefully, although he couldn't tell whether it was true or not, what he said just now was right.

He is just a retired old man with limited energy.

He is now the editor-in-chief of a publishing house. If he bribes himself with such a good thing, wouldn't it be a huge loss?
After thinking about it, I decided to keep it. It would be pleasing to see such a good imitation at home.

The old man doesn't care about the authenticity, he only cares about the calligraphy and painting itself.

However, Song Chaoyang, who had been watching from the sidelines, believed that these calligraphy and paintings should all be true.

Because as long as he concentrates, he can find that there is a faint yellow smell in these calligraphy and paintings and some calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

On those works that clearly show no age, the color of the breath is white.

And the colors that look older are more intense.

Of course, this is just Song Chaoyang's preliminary guess, and it cannot be ruled out that the imitation and the original are from the same era.

While he was watching the calligraphy and paintings that the two people were talking about happily.

The little girl named Kong Yao came to him holding a "Children's Magazine".

"Brother, I heard from my sister that you wrote this "Calabash Brothers"?"

Song Chaoyang was startled, then nodded immediately:

"Ah."

Then the little girl said to him excitedly:

"I really want to know what's behind this story. Can you tell me? I promise not to tell anyone else."

"..." Song Chaoyang was a little speechless.

This is where readers come to ask for synopsis spoilers.

"Yao'er, you're rude!" Kong Liang glared at his daughter.

The little girl immediately showed a disappointed expression.

At this time, Fang Yan opened his mouth and said to Kong Yao:

"The rest of the story is still very long. If you ask my brother to tell you now, he won't be able to remember that much."

"Uncle Fang is the one who helped print this story. I won't lie to you."

"Really?" Kong Yao looked at Fang Yan with some suspicion.

Fang Yanxiaozi took out his work ID from his pocket and handed it to the little girl:

"Look at the company name on my ID. Is it the same as the publisher name on your book?"

The little girl took a look and then believed it.

Song Chaoyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he would have used a pen name earlier.

It’s not a good feeling when readers catch you asking about the follow-up plot.

But this girl Kong Yao is obviously interested, although Song Chaoyang cannot spoil it.

But she is also interested in how many issues will be released next.

Fang Yan gave her an approximate number of issues, and then talked about launching comic strips simultaneously.

Hearing Fang Yan talk about comic books, Mr. Kong, who was listening happily, asked in surprise:
"Is a comic book going to be published so soon?"

Fang Yan nodded:

"Yes, it was decided at a meeting with the top management of the publishing house."

"I actually came down today to sign a contract for Xiao Song."

"Signed?" Mr. Kong asked, while looking at Song Chaoyang.

"Not yet." Song Chaoyang said truthfully:

"There's something wrong with the contract at noon."

"Some projects have more restrictions on me."

"Editor-in-chief Fang helped us get a new contract."

As he spoke, Song Chaoyang took out the new contract he had just received from his pocket.

The old man took the towel and wiped his hands, then took it and took out the magnifying glass he had used to read the calligraphy and paintings, and looked at the densely packed contracts.

After reading it once, he put down the magnifying glass and handed the contract back to Song Chaoyang:
"This is pretty good, nothing needs to be changed."

"The benefits that should be given to you are basically given to the maximum extent."

After saying that, he turned his attention to Fang Yan:
"What happened to the previous contract?"

Fang Yan hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"You know those rat turds in our publishing house."

"I feel that what is squeezed out of the author is political achievement."

"Absurd, what age are you in?" Mr. Kong was a little angry.

Fang Yan continued:

"Lin Yaocai and Zuo Mei are in charge of the contract now."

"Xiao Song's first contract was drawn up by them."

"Is it them?" Mr. Kong was startled.

Then he nodded with a look of realization:
"Then I understand."

After that, he reminded Fang Yan:
"Then you have to keep an eye on it. It's not easy to create a genius like Xiao Song."

After hearing this, Fang Yan hurriedly said:

"Look what you said."

"I hope to use his story to compete with next year's Astro Boy."

"Astro Boy? What?" The old man was a little confused.

Fang Yan explained:
"Animations imported from Neon Country. I went to the capital last time to watch this stuff."

"We are currently translating it and it will be released next year."

After speaking, he also emphasized:

"As soon as you get up there is the central stage. There is a watch sponsor at the back who gave a lot of money."

Mr. Kong was also stunned when he heard this.

He thought for a moment and then asked:

"Is it an animated movie?"

Fang Yan said to him:
"No, it's an animated series. Each episode has a short story, which is a bit like a unit drama."

"But there is still a thread running through it."

"The story is very novel, and everyone who has read it has given unanimous praise."

At this point he paused and then said:
"But this thing doesn't belong to us, but to Neon Country. To be honest, I was in despair at that time, thinking that we must be incomparable to it."

Mr. Kong nodded.

You probably know that feeling.

At this time, Fang Yan picked up the "Children's Magazine" on the table, pointed to the gourd on the cover and said:

"But as soon as I came back, Xiao Song's story was put in front of me."

"Don't you think this is a coincidence?"

"This work that can be compared with others is as if God sent it to me."

He patted Song Chaoyang on the shoulder:

"If I don't protect him, then who will?"

"I could turn a blind eye when those people in the unit were messing around, but they couldn't touch the people I wanted to protect."

"That's hope."

What Fang Yan said was somewhat exaggerated.

But Mr. Kong didn't think it was too much.

It even feels reasonable.

Only he could understand the sense of urgency that Fang Yan just said.

At first he felt powerless to fight, but the appearance of Song Chaoyang's works gave him hope again.

Of course, take good care of it.

He looked at Song Chaoyang and sighed:

"Xiao Song, your value is greater than I thought."

Kong Liang, who was listening on the side, didn't know what he was thinking. The look in his eyes when he looked at Song Chaoyang changed.

Song Chaoyang was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Fang Yan to take him so seriously.

I just wanted to say a few kind words.

As a result, before he could speak, there was a knock on the door, interrupting the conversation of several people.

Only Kong Fan's voice was heard coming from outside:
"mom!"

"Huifang and I just passed by the vegetable market and bought a big fish!"

"Hurry up and get it!"

"Still alive."

This is the visit of Kong Fan and his wife.

(End of this chapter)