Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era, the savior of the Japanese police.
The young man on TV faced the flashing lights with a smile on his lips, confident and proud.
It turned out that the real-life version of Kudo looked like this. Lu Ren took a closer look at it a few more times, and then started to cut the stage.
It's not that I don't like Kudo's face, handsome guys and beautiful girls are all treasures that make people feel happy.
But now is not the time to indulge in beauty, he has to do business.
The goal of turning over the winery is not just a matter of words.
Lu Ren had to take action. He had to make plans, implement them, and how to run away if the plan failed.
Putting aside the latter two, if he was to make a plan, he first had to figure out where the plot was going.
After cutting a lot of scenes, Lu Ren probably had an idea.
Except for Tokyo Channel, which broadcasts cartoons for a long time, other channels are promoting and praising Kudo Shinichi.
As for the sleeping Mouri Kogoro, there is no trace at all.
Then it can be basically concluded that the plot has not yet begun or has just begun.
This is very nice.
Lu Ren remembers the early plot very clearly.
Knowing the plot is equivalent to opening a God's perspective. Many things will become easier to handle. This is the so-called plot hang-up.
But for Lu Ren, Conan's plot has a time limit.
He basically only remembers the early plot, but has a vague impression of the mid-stage plot, and has no idea about the later stage.
First, the show Conan is too long. It spans about twenty years, so my memory is naturally blurred.
Second, after work, I really don’t have time to watch Conan.
Lu Ren is busy spinning like a top every day. I usually only have about ten minutes to eat, so I can't afford to watch Conan for twenty minutes.
As soon as he got free time, Lu Ren would have the idea of filling in the drama, but after watching the long series of thousands of episodes, this idea suddenly faded away.
I can only take the time to watch the Conan fan group occasionally to see what they are talking about, and occasionally chat with me for a while. And read a few more Conan fan books.
After going back and forth like this, if nothing else, the early plot becomes more and more familiar.
Since the plot is still in the early stages, it will be much easier to win the trust of the red side forces, especially Conan and his group.
First look for opportunities to make friends, then follow a few cases, properly demonstrate your reasoning ability, and then become a disciple of Mouri Kogoro. If you have nothing to do, treat them to dinner and sing.
Well, that’s what Toru Amuro did. The effect is obvious to all.
The ready-made answer is right in front of you, so you must use it.
Anyway, Toru Amuro won't be showing up for a while, so Lu Ren laughed at this set of making friends.
Also, since the plot is still in the early stages, it means that Haibara Ai has not appeared yet.
This is also very critical.
Haibara Ai, Lolita, Poisonous Tongue, Hatcher Girl, and the Humanoid Self-propelled Radar - Winery Special Edition.
Everything else can be considered cute, but the last one is a bit tricky. After all, Lu Ren is now a senior employee of the winery with black roots and black eyes, the kind with a wine name.
First of all, Lu Ren didn't know whether his predecessor had been in contact with Huiyuan. Secondly, her radar was incredibly accurate. Even if she had never come into contact with him, it is estimated that as soon as the two of them met, the little girl would have to cross her arms and turn on the vibration mode.
The above two points add up to a certain instability factor.
If she intervenes and whispers something in Conan's ear, it will be much more difficult for Lu Ren and Hong Fang to maintain a good relationship.
It's okay at this point in time.
Well, let's set a small goal first, to get rid of Conan and the others before Haiyuan appears.
After figuring it out, Lu Ren took out his phone and took a look.
Half past one in the morning.
It's getting late. It's time to get ready for bed. Lu Ren is planning to go to the newspaper office tomorrow morning to read.
The main line of turning over the winery must be promoted, and the side line of making money cannot be vague.
Not to mention whether the winery pays basic wages every month. Even if they were given, Lu Ren probably wouldn't get much.
Otherwise, why would Toru Amuro work so many jobs? He can be called a model social animal.
So I have to find a job to make money. I still have more than three million yuan, but if I have no source of income, I will always be left with nothing.
Plug-ins can't conjure money out of thin air, at least not yet.
Lu Ren planned to try his original part-time job as a newspaper reporter first.
First, he also wrote reports and plans in his previous life. I am not new to writing work. He is still somewhat confident in writing a short composition or something.
Second, you can troll people openly and openly, which not only makes you happy, but also makes money. Double the happiness.
As for whether it succeeds or not, let’s try it.
If it doesn't work, just go back to your job. A company will definitely take over, and it's nothing more than earning more and less.
After making up his mind, sleepiness swept over him. Lu Ren held on for a while, but his eyelids still couldn't stop fighting.
He got up and walked to the bathroom to wash himself briefly, then fell on the bed with his clothes on, ending his first day since time travel.
...
Freelance writers do not need to work on a regular basis. I'll give you 50,000 yuan to write a manuscript, and if there are more words, you'll get additional money.
Lu Ren didn't come back to his senses until he walked out of the president's office and reached the gate.
This treatment...
It's true that he can't be punished.
The little old man who was the newspaper president's surname was Sato, and he probably wasn't even related to him.
It's not a relationship between relatives, why would you give him such good treatment?
Is that because of talent?
Talented people will receive due preferential treatment.
Lu Ren has always thought so because he felt that he was a talented person in his previous life.
After graduating from college, I joined a well-known foreign company. After working, I taught myself three foreign languages: Russian, Japanese, and French. Apart from writing projects, I would travel all over the world to talk about cooperation with foreigners.
In a first-tier city, I bought a car on my own and paid off the down payment for a house. Although I was a little tired, I also made money. There are many people in the world who are more tired than him and don't earn as much as him.
Can't he be considered a talented person who gets preferential treatment?
But now that he looked at it and compared it with this Lu Ren, he was not so convinced.
Just by writing, can you reach this level and get such preferential treatment?
Lu Ren stared down at his hands, somewhat in disbelief.
These hands are covered with calluses and scars can be seen if you look closely. Killing people is understandable as playing, but making money is also the same as playing.
When the colleagues inside saw him, they greeted him with smiles and bowed. Even the president, who originally had a gloomy face, quickly smiled when he saw him. He was so gentle and elegant that he didn't look like a capitalist who should be hung from a street lamp.
Could it be that he met the legendary good man company from another world? The kind of company where everyone can smile at work and even have office romances?
Lu Ren turned his head and saw the scene inside through the glass door.
Familiar dead faces;
Employees who are about to kneel down as soon as they reach the end;
The boss stood in front of his employees, roared angrily, and slapped them on the head with a piece of cardboard.
This familiar, foul-smelling, dull and oppressive atmosphere visible to the naked eye was his former company.
But how...
Xu Shi noticed the sight outside, and after seeing who it was, the unknown boss quickly put down the cardboard and showed a friendly smile to Lu Ren.
Friendly, no, rather flattering, like a fat pug sticking out its tongue.
Lu Ren gradually understood everything. He pretended not to see it, turned around and left.
Winner takes all. It's simple, isn't it?
