Another World Under My Pen

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

As an ordinary person, Sun Peng certainly does not have such a character. What he can do, or what he wants to do, is to gain the Tao by one person and ascend to heaven.

The words are a bit ugly, but the truth is this truth.

Besides, in this world, Sun Peng has only these relatives, so he doesn't mind sharing his own interests with them at all. It's just that the elders such as the uncle and sister-in-law are nearly retiring. Sun Peng can only be filial in normal times, but the three sisters must be taken care of. The eldest sister and the second sister are an agent and a lawyer. Sun Peng is fully confident that they can live well. As for the little cousin Lin Lin...

So many tailor-made TV shows are not enough for her?

It's just that the eldest sister is easy to say, but the second sister, Sun Ya, is very proud and disdainful that the small jobs of Sun Peng publishing the contract are not worth so much money, and insisted not to take the younger brother a penny. Sun Peng didn't care either. Anyway, which of the traversers will not have a complicated career in the future, who will make money every day? Let alone a lawyer, even a team of lawyers can afford it!

Don't worry, take your time.

The Shuxiang Publishing House printed 300,000 sets of Eagle Sculpture and Swordsman in one go. It was definitely enough in a short time. After resolutely rejecting Zheng Ye’s proposal for signing, Sun Peng waited for the next one. Monthly royalties are collected. As for the publication of Shendiao... My online subscription is so hot now, and physical books are also selling well. We can talk about the conditions.

Don't worry, take your time!

So after dealing with the overprinting, Sun Peng began to "retreat" because he suddenly found that he was very busy now: going to the old house two or three times a week as an overseer, and finishing the script of the crazy lady in August. At least one song must be produced within a week-as the old Zhao said, the band and backing dancers will be in place within a week.

But no matter how busy he was, Sun Peng did not forget to play a game on Saturday morning.

It’s just that this Saturday is the same as last time. There are two more forensic doctors Wu Ming and forensic officer Wang Chengliang among the friends who played basketball. Sun Peng, who was always abused before, was overjoyed, because he could finally find a little bit from the two technicians who lacked sports. Feeling of abuse...

After two hours, the other golfers broke up.

"Hey, it seems I really want to exercise."

Patting his big belly, Wu Ming said sadly.

"Hey, run and run every day!"

Sun Peng, who had been addicted today, was in a very good mood. He smiled and gave his own advice: "You haven't seen me like a year ago. You can lose ten goals in three games with Zheng Jia! The result? After knowing the shame and being brave, I worked out rain or shine for a year, and now you look at this muscle, this piece..."

Raising his right arm, Sun Peng proudly demonstrated his exercise results.

"..."

"...What do you mean?"

Sun Peng looked at a group of guys with weird expressions, his face darkened.

"Haha, not bad, not bad, haha."

Zheng Shun broke the silence first, and said with a haha. Of course, while speaking, he did not forget to bend his arms "intentionally or unintentionally". There are almost thick muscles of Sun Peng's calf, and the lines on it are like steel bars!

Hemp egg!

In the laughter of others, hehehe or hehehe, Sun Peng's face was completely darkened to the bottom of the pot.

"Well, Dapeng has indeed changed a lot."

Seeing Sun Peng's face turned black and white, white and red, Zheng Jia hurriedly came out and smiled: "I remember when I first saw him, it was a big bamboo pole that hadn't grown. Now he has a lot of flesh. ..."

"..."

It's okay for Zheng Jia to be unhelpful, and Sun Peng's face turned black when he opened his mouth.

Big bamboo pole? Haven't grown up yet?

Subconsciously glanced at his slender arm, although it was a bit fleshy, Sun Peng couldn't help but feel sad from it-the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrade, you still have a long way to go!

"Hey Hey Hey……"

Looking at each other, Wu Ming and Wang Chengliang laughed strangely again. Both of them were here, and it was natural to see that the little girl was obviously interested in Sun Peng. But anyway, they are not their own sisters, they are naturally happy to see it-people are talented and female, isn't it just right!

However, Zheng Shun couldn't stand it anymore. He rolled his eyelids and said helplessly: "Okay, let's talk about business! Dapeng, come to my house for a shower today, and have a meal at home at noon by the way... You two don't care. , Go home and let my wife cook and eat!"

Leaving aside the protests of the two people, Sun Peng was embarrassed: "This...I'll go to the nearby bathing city if I take a shower. It's not appropriate to go to home for this kind of thing..."

"It's okay, mainly because my father wants to see you!"

Before Sun Peng finished speaking, Zheng Shun interrupted him: "I'm sorry, without your consent, I will show your script to my dad. The main reason is that his old man has more experience than me. I can see what's inappropriate inside...so he wants to meet you and talk about your script...hehe, of course, he actually wants to talk to you about those martial arts novels."

"So..."

Seeing Zheng Shun's sincere face, Sun Peng struggled.

As a pure porter, what he fears most is that someone wants to talk to him about novels and scripts...what can he talk about? I really want to talk about creation concepts, especially the relationship between martial arts novels and traditional culture... I don't understand!

But after hesitating for a while, Sun Peng nodded and smiled: "Then I will bother my uncle at noon, but even if I take a shower, why should I go clean the first time I visit?"

Sun Peng also wants to understand. Anyway, I copied everything by myself, so I can't just talk about my work forever? It’s a big deal when it’s time for Che Yu to talk over and over again: Well, that’s what I thought at the time, I didn’t think about it too much... Maybe it’s a kind of talent, I don’t know the details... In fact, this has something to do with traditional culture. Yes, but to put it another way, even the chivalrous novels of the new era are not bad...

Just going to take a bath at someone's house, Sun Peng really couldn't accept it.

And Sun Peng can't go empty-handed when he visits his friend's parents for the first time? Go to the public bath to take a shower and change your clothes, and then pick up some gifts. Wouldn't it be more comfortable to go?

Talking nonsense, they broke up.

Sun Peng first took a shower and changed his clothes, then drove the car to buy a few bottles of Moutai, and arrived at the agreed place at 10:30.

Parked the car, carrying things with Zheng Shun came to the front of a big house.

"I'm going, it's big!"

The moment he saw the front face of the courtyard, Sun Peng couldn't help exclaiming.

Sun Peng would definitely not be able to see how deep it was, but look at the gate at the southeast corner and the white walls of at least 30 meters on both sides. If this house is not six or seven hundred square meters, Sun Peng would just hit the gate!

He instantly understood the meaning of Zheng Jia's words that day. Compared with the courtyard house of others, his old house of over 200 square meters is very small! He also made a special garage out of it. It is not unreasonable for others to say he wasted...

Reluctantly controlling the saliva that was about to shed, Sun Peng raised his thumb at Zheng Shun: "Your cattle! Such a big house... a properly rich man!"

"Cut, it's all left by the ancestors."

Zheng Shun was disapproving, shrugged and smiled: "Our wife and grandfather used to be the head catcher in the capital. This house was bought at that time. Later, the family opened up, and the grandfathers and brothers became police officers. From now on...Haha, now there are more than a dozen policemen in the family, including criminal police, traffic police, and household registration police, which can be regarded as a family of police officers."

The thumb went up, and Sun Peng was speechless.

Perhaps it is only in China in this world that there will be a so-called family of industry like the Zheng family.

But it’s only natural to think about it. Since the elders are all working in the police, the next generation will definitely be better off choosing this career path, not to mention that the police in this world are treated well, at least at the middle class level. There is no other good way to do. Don't do it?

"Huh, right."

When he was about to follow Zheng Shun into the door, Sun Peng suddenly remembered something and asked: "Brother Shun, by the way, your old man will not be the boss of the police station? What is the specific position?"

"What a big boss, it's just the director of the division bureau...little officer!"

Waved his hand, Zheng Shun looked very humble. Don't be envious of you.

"..."

After a pause at his feet, Sun Peng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Fortunately, buddies are also capable of acting as coercion, otherwise the pressure would be too great if you always mix with you guys..."

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