Qin Feng stood still and looked at the young man across the fence.
If it weren't for the modern clothes he was wearing, Qin Feng would have thought that he was one of those ancient scholars who came to Beijing to take exams and stayed up all night studying in the temple on a rainy night.
No matter the demeanor or the level of concentration, they are all very similar. Qin Feng has not seen someone so serious about studying in a long time.
In the Chinese society, reading and learning are two different things.
When it comes to serious study, high school students are the pinnacle of the entire human race.
But studying is for exams, and there are various reasons for reading, ranging from leisure time to large ones for the rise of China. Every reader can find his or her own reasons within this range.
The young man read very quickly and turned over a dozen pages in a short time.
Perhaps because he had been reading for a long time, he raised his head, closed the book, put it on his legs, and rubbed his eyes.
The very standard eye exercises reminded Qin Feng of his own elementary school, where teachers would supervise who didn't do it and who kept their eyes open secretly.
After closing his eyes for a moment and then opening them again, the young man met Qin Feng's eyes.
Qin Feng then smiled and said: "What a coincidence, I've seen him in Gusu, but I didn't expect to see him again in the capital."
The young man was slightly startled, then surprised: "Qin Wuxiang."
"That's a pen name. My real name is Qin Feng."
The young man got off the stone and patted his pants. Qin Feng noticed that the back of his butt was stained by moss on the stone, but the young man was very casual and didn't care at all.
Although he didn't care that his pants were dirty, he cherished the book in his hand. After holding the book under his arm, he stopped touching it with dirty hands. Therefore, when he climbed over the railing, he was a little clumsy with the book between his arms. the handle.
The young man stood firm and looked at Qin Feng: "The first writers I knew were pen names. When I talk to people, they always talk about Mr. Lu Xun, but they don't talk about Zhou Shuren."
It seems that this matter is very important to him, because he is really serious: "So I will also call you Qin Wuxiang."
Qin Feng thought this person was interesting, so he smiled and replied: "It's up to you."
Although they had only met once, the wonderful fate gave Qin Feng the novelty of meeting an old friend in a foreign land. The probability of meeting an acquaintance in the capital was very small, let alone such a chance encounter.
""The Wandering Earth"?"
Qin Feng wanted to ask him what book he was reading, but he glanced at the words on the spine and was stunned.
I originally thought it was a masterpiece by a well-known foreign writer, such as Alexandre Dumas or Gorky. I have read a lot of it myself, and I can make friends through books.
Good guy, why is this my own book?
The young man followed Qin Feng's line of sight and looked at the book under his arm, and smiled slightly: "What you said last time in the Gusu tea garden inspired me a lot. There are no empty scholars under the great reputation. From Gusu I started reading your books when I came back...I didn't like science fiction in the past, and I couldn't stand it after reading a few dozen pages, but your book is an exception. I like reading it very much."
"As long as it helps you."
Qin Feng put his hands in his trouser pockets, smiled elegantly at the young man, and then looked at the koi in the artificial pond. "Putting aside the literary nature, I think a good book has an interesting story."
The young man asked: "Are you here to eat?"
Qin Feng nodded and calculated the time. Director Li from the TV station should have gone back.
"It's time for me to go back," he said to the boy: "Thank you for being willing to read my book. We are so destined, we should see you again, right?"
The young man didn't say anything, Qin Feng smiled, turned and left.
Watching Qin Feng's back enter Zhuyuan's room, the young man also turned to look at the koi in the pond.
Some of them were put in by him to raise.
Meeting people depends on fate, and in-depth understanding always requires someone to take the initiative.
"Young master, I've been looking for you everywhere!" The lobby manager panted and found the young man. "I just got a call from the school, telling you not to forget to meet with the admissions office teacher later."
The young man thought for a moment and shook his head: "You pushed me, just because I wanted to meet someone more important than them."
The lobby manager was shocked. The admissions office of Tsinghua University just said he couldn't see him, so he didn't show up?
But then I thought about it. With this young man's family background, what kind of school wouldn't he just go to?
I went to Tsinghua and Peking University simply because it was close to home.
This was considered a high-end winery in the capital, and it was just a place that his family bought for him to try his hand at management. After all, the boy's intended major was management.
Buying and selling real estate and making a living in the capital require more than just money. You can imagine how rich the young man's family is.
In addition, the reason why he likes this winery may be due to Tu Qingjing. He doesn't like to be disturbed and just wants to read quietly.
It's just that you, Shaodong, need to practice your art of speaking. You look down on Tsinghua University's admissions office, so you won't say such offending words...
I cursed in my heart, but hurriedly agreed: "I'll do it right now and help you change the time to make an appointment with them."
"Besides, why didn't Qin Wuxiang inform me when he came to the winery?" The young man looked at the lobby manager, his handsome face at a young age was very majestic: "I should have emphasized this matter."
The lobby manager quickly explained: "There is no way to confirm the identity, and there is no basis for what I said."
Although Shaodongjia had a book under his arm and was full of aura, the lobby manager didn't panic at all. He knew that Shaodongjia was very reasonable.
Sure enough, the young man thought for a while and nodded: "He is Qin Wuxiang, keep it in mind next time. In addition, Zhuyuan will inform me as soon as the meal is over, and I should... be reading there."
He looked around for a moment and pointed to the edge of the pond outside the railing. It was the dead end of the corridor and it would be much cleaner to read there.
After the lobby manager left, he climbed over the fence again and walked carefully to the pond.
Regardless of whether the stones beside the pool were clean, because it was inconvenient to hold a book under his arm, he simply sat cross-legged by the pool.
He bent down and washed the mud off his hands, and then wiped his hands randomly on the expensive and clean clothes. After wiping them clean, he took out the book from his armpit, carefully carried it to the stone and lay down on it to read.
The clothes on his body were extremely stained by him, and his face with red lips and white teeth was a little messy, but even so, the book was brand new without any stains or even wrinkles, which showed how much he cherished books.
"What an amazing idea." The young man read the book with relish and murmured, "How did he come up with it?"
In the guest room of Zhuyuan, Li Ming, the director of Capital TV, has returned. The dishes he ordered are all the signature dishes of this restaurant. It won't take long. The main purpose of going out is to create opportunities for his niece.
After hesitantly came back, he saw that his niece was alone in the room. Qin Wuxiang didn't know where he had gone, and his niece was a little depressed. He immediately understood what was going on.
"What I said before I came here was to tell you not to have too high hopes." Li Ming smiled, as if he wasn't surprised that his niece had hit a wall.
"He said he has a girlfriend." The niece pouted with some resentment: "The rumors are actually false. I thought he was very affectionate."
Li Ming looked at his niece, "The rumors may not be false, but your method is wrong. What woman has never seen a man like him? It's definitely not possible for you to stick to others like this."
"But...but he said he has a girlfriend. I just checked on my phone and it's a female celebrity named Fang Nianwei."
"Uncle, I know this." Li Ming nodded: "If you ask me, Qin Wuxiang and Fang Nianwei are just hype. Fang Nianwei is filming a movie adapted from Qin Wuxiang's work, "Ball Lightning", which is said to be no better than "The Wandering Earth" "It came at a bad time..."The Wandering Earth" can be hailed as a symbol of the rise of our domestic science fiction movies. It can be imagined how ambitious this movie is."
The niece looked at Li Ming with a slightly startled expression: "Hype?"
Li Ming nodded matter-of-factly: "It's not just me, many people don't believe it... Just think about it, what kind of character is Qin Wuxiang, and what kind of persona is Fang Nianwei? There were few official announcements between these two during their cooperation. Believe it."
Li Ming waved his hand and wanted to say something. A figure could be vaguely seen on the fogged glass at the door, so he stopped the car and closed his mouth.
Qin Feng pushed the door open and came in, smiling apologetically: "Sorry, I went to the toilet."
"It's okay, there's no rush to serve the food." Li Ming quickly waved his hand for Qin Feng to take a seat: "Mr. Qin Wuxiang is a distinguished guest today. Just feel free to do it. There is no need to be so polite."
He changed the subject and turned to Wang Rengui: "Wang Rengui has given you many instructions, asking me to try my best to help you. If you have any requests, just ask. I will definitely help within my ability."
Qin Feng said a few words of gratitude after hearing this, and thought to himself that the leaders in the capital were different and would not say anything too full.
What does it mean to be within one's ability?
To be more precise, if there are benefits, I can help you. If there are no benefits, I will consider whether I can help you. If there are risks, I will never help you.
Li Ming looked at Qin Feng and asked tentatively: "Mr. Qin, do you want to get a name on the TV station? I heard Wang Rengui said that you worked at the TV station in Guanhai."
Qin Feng didn't know if this was what Uncle Wang meant, but after thinking about it in the hotel from noon to afternoon, he shook his head and said: "I won't go to the TV station. As for what I want to ask Director Li, I haven't thought about it yet. Okay, I’ll give you a call if I need anything... By the way, I haven’t asked Director Li what you’re responsible for at the TV station?”
Li Ming frowned when he heard this, thought for a moment, and replied with a smile: "He is in charge of variety shows."
"Are you a variety show planner?"
"No, no, no, Mr. Qin misunderstood. I am only responsible for coordinating the variety show arrangements, and I only have a little power!"
Li Ming smiled and made a gesture, which meant that he was in a low position and had no power in the TV station.
But in fact, his scope of abilities is quite large to a certain extent. He is responsible for the decision-making of all variety shows under Capital TV. He is responsible for deciding which variety shows apply for the second phase of broadcasting, and which variety show departments are too ineffective and need to be banned. Have the final say.
It can be said that Li Ming can't control other ordinary programs, even the host, so there is no need to give him face. But as long as it is a TV station-related unit or a variety show under its umbrella, the chief planner of the variety show will have to hand over cigarettes when meeting Li Ming.
After talking to Qin Feng, he understood Li Ming's functions, and almost instantly, the prototype of a plan was formed in Qin Feng's mind.
There are two things he has to consider now.
First, try your best to create a positive personality under Mr. Wang's eyes, so that Mr. Wang can understand that his character is reliable, and at least he has turned around.
Second, find a way to get points and avoid death threats. Of course, Qin Feng will never do it again if he tries to hook up with other women like before... So he has to think of other ways.
Both of these things are very important, but with the blessing of level 10 thinking ability, Qin Feng's mind turned quickly and he began to think of various ways to connect these two important things.
All the known connections and conditions are things that he has to consider, take advantage of what can be used, and cooperate with what can be cooperated.
"Not yet." Qin Feng frowned in thought and murmured in his heart: "There is still a chance to put his plan together."
It is best to have someone who is very clear about all the policies and support in the capital to help you make suggestions. This person must have a deep background in the capital, and at least have access to information that ordinary people do not know.
After much thought, this candidate has yet to be decided, but Li Ming is obviously an indispensable part of the plan.
"I won't go to the TV station." Qin Feng raised his glass and said to Li Ming: "Although I drove here today, I still have to drink to Director Li. At worst, I will call a driver... I will do whatever you want. I believe it will be done soon." We have to trouble Director Li!"
Li Ming also stood up quickly, holding the wine glass with both hands. His body movements were very frightened, but his face was smiling: "How can I have such a big face to ask Mr. Qin to propose a toast? I propose a toast to you. I can definitely help you." help!"
The dinner ended with a commercial exchange. Li Ming drank a little too much and was helped out by his niece. He was still talking about going to the TV station to have a taste of his tea when he had time.
After the two of them went out and got into the Audi A8 parked at the door, Li Ming took a breath of alcohol and untied the tie at the collar. The drunkenness was no longer in his eyebrows, but he was a little worried.
"Uncle, Qin Wuxiang is looking for you, will you really help him?"
"You always have to give face, but it depends on what he wants from me." Li Ming sighed: "It's okay to suffer a small loss, but I'm afraid that the favor he wants from me involves a matter of principle... Well, let's drive first. "
After Qin Feng sent them out, he went back to the box to pack things.
In fact, it was just a car key on the table and a coat hanging at the door. You could just take it and leave. But Qin Feng sat in his seat and looked at the leftovers on the table, thinking hard.
The relationship that Uncle Wang has found for himself means that although he can go to others for help if he needs help, if he helps, he will still owe favors, so it is still Uncle Wang's favors that he needs to use.
After Qin Feng experienced what happened in Gusu, he understood that with his reputation as Qin Wuxiang, it was time to establish his own network.
Firstly, it is convenient to do things by himself, and secondly, since he has made up his mind to support Anruo's career in the future, it is obviously not possible for Qin Wuxiang to rely on a false name to talk to Director Chen... He can't call Director Chen whenever something happens, right?
"Next time you go to Li Ming, you have to give him some sweetness. As the saying goes, it's not difficult to borrow something from someone else. Asking someone for help is a benefit. Once you go back and forth, you will get familiar with your connections."
Qin Feng made up his mind and made a call.
On the other side, Zhu Cheng from Huatian Entertainment was lying down and resting at home. When he picked up the phone and saw it was from Qin Wuxiang, he was so frightened that he almost rolled off the bed.
"Is it Mr. Zhu?"
"It's me, it's me. What's the matter with Teacher Qin Wuxiang? Just tell me if you have anything!"
Listening to the excited voice on the phone, Qin Feng smiled slightly, knowing that because of the official announcement last time, Huatian Entertainment, which was originally opposed, got a lot of benefits from it.
"Did the audition for the actor go well?"
"Thanks to you, the movie audition has been passed. In addition, Fang Nianwei's notices have also been received... Many thanks to Teacher Qin Wuxiang for your help!"
Zhu Cheng is so excited. Not to mention the resources that Fang Nianwei has dropped from the sky, just because Qin Feng is willing to give the female lead role of an adapted IP under his name to Huatian Entertainment, Huatian Entertainment can use it in the next few years. Another Fang Nianwei No. 2 came out.
This kind of rocket-like speed of development kept the company spinning, and the advertising revenue alone was enough to make the company lose money.
Therefore, Qin Feng's phone call, in Zhu Cheng's eyes, means that the God of Wealth has learned to use a smartphone, which is amazing!
Qin Feng nodded when he heard this, and stopped beating around the bush: "Do me a favor. I used to be relatively low-key and didn't play much on those video platforms, and my accounts were all private. Please help me, in my name, on every major platform. Register an account on a traffic platform, find their official certification, and then organize some activities with prizes to gain followers in the shortest possible time... You should be familiar with this."
In addition to signing celebrities, Huatian Entertainment also signs anchors from major platforms and has various guilds under its umbrella.
Huatian Entertainment does have a mature system for this set of fan-increasing operations that Qin Feng mentioned.
It's just that Zhu Cheng doesn't know what Qin Feng wants to do.
But Zhu Cheng was very sensible. He didn’t ask about the reason, but only asked about the requirements for doing this: “Are all the platforms?”
"Mainstream platforms, such as Bilibili, Douyin, Kuaishou, Weibo, etc., you can choose the top 20 according to the user activity statistics of your company. After registering, if you want to send a video to say hello to platform users, you can send a private message Me, I’ll take the photo and send it to you.”
"I'll note it down and I'll give you an answer tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"
The phone was hung up. Qin Feng sat at the dining table and thought for a long time. This was considered the first step of the plan.
Now is the time to test how many fans and influence I have accumulated by using Qin Wuxiang's vest for so many years!
This energy will surprise everyone, even Qin Feng himself.
After finishing the phone call and thinking that there was nothing else to do for the time being, Qin Feng called for a driver and prepared to go out.
As a result, as soon as I left the Zhuyuan private room, the lobby manager was already waiting respectfully at the door.
"What's the matter?" Qin Feng looked at the other party.
"Our young master's family is waiting for you, Mr. Qin."
"Young master?"
"I've called him. He'll be there soon." The lobby manager looked into the distance. "Here, he's already here. The one who looks young is our young boss... I hope you don't mind. He's a bit slovenly."
The young man named Zhou was the young man Qin Feng knew. Indeed, as the lobby manager said, he tried to be quiet in the winery and always dug into the nooks and crannies. In addition, due to the heavy water vapor next to the pond, his clothes were always dirty.
"Don't look at the appearance of the Shaodong family, but they have a lot of background. Mr. Qin must not judge people by their appearance." The lobby manager was quite nice. He thought Qin Feng had never been in contact with the Shaodong family, so he quickly reminded him, which was considered a favor to the great writer.
Qin Feng looked at him: "What's the origin?"
"If the young master is willing to tell you, I will naturally tell you, otherwise I can't talk too much." The lobby manager smiled.
Qin Feng nodded, and then asked a very strange question: "Does your young master know the capital?"
"Understood?" The lobby manager was suspicious for a while, and then replied: "If you are asking about the young master's well-informed family, that is for sure."
Qin Feng looked thoughtfully at the young man walking slowly with a book under his arm, and then took out his phone.
"Hey, are you driving on behalf of me? I have an order with the last number XXXX... That's it. I want to cancel the order... I know you are almost here. I'm sorry. The platform will give you the liquidated damages in a while. Please run away. Let’s go.”
(End of chapter)
