"Shock! He published hundreds of articles in half a year, but he was only six years old! 》
Unlike Zhang and his party who felt pain when they saw this news, Zheng Wanlong only stayed on the title for five minutes!
What a talent!
Zheng Wanlong muttered something in his heart and said to the secretary sitting at the door: "Xiao Wang!"
Secretary Wang quickly walked closer and saw Zheng Wanlong's finger tapping a report in the newspaper.
Zheng Wanlong said: "Find the editor who wrote this report and see if I can recruit him for publicity!"
"Besides, regarding the advertising and the kid in the report, he must sign a long-term contract!"
…
In the evening, the family was enjoying their meal happily. Zhang Guangzong took a sip of wine and suddenly said: "Okay, when spring starts, my father will go to the provincial capital to work. You should listen to your mother at home and take good care of your sister!"
Li Hongyu should have known about this a long time ago and didn't say anything.
Zhang Yixing was stunned, "Why are you going to the provincial capital?"
"Building a house, I heard you can make money!" Zhang Guangzong seemed very excited, raising his hands and gesticulating, as if there were mountains of gold and silver in front of him.
Zhang Yixing sighed: Trouble is coming again!
He really wanted to tell his father that building a house is indeed very profitable, but you can't make any money!
In his previous life, Zhang Guangzong was troubled by family debts, so he went to the provincial capital around this time to work as a migrant worker building a house.
After working for two years, the contractor took the money and ran away.
Except for some holiday expenses during the first year of the New Year, Zhang Guangzong made no money at all. He also spent two years on the job, which made the family even more difficult.
This life might be different from the previous one, but Zhang and his party didn't want to gamble.
Because it is too common for contractors to run away at this time. In an era when communications and networks are underdeveloped, people have nowhere to hide if they want to.
In a few years, a TV series "Migrant Workers of Survival" will be released, starring Huang Bo, and it will talk about migrant workers asking for wages.
Although the process is difficult, the migrant workers in the TV series at least get their wages back.
So that's a TV show.
Not reality.
So depressing!
I have obviously started to make money, and will make more and more, so why do I want to work part-time again?
What Zhang and his party didn't know was that debt was only one of the reasons that made Zhang Guangzong make the decision to work.
The biggest reason is that Zhang Yixing is now making money, and more than Zhang Guangzong, which makes Zhang Guangzong, the head of the family, feel proud and embarrassed.
Proud because my son strives for excellence.
It’s shameless because the head of the family can’t compare to his son!
The key point is that my son is only seven years old!
Zhang Yixing didn't know this. He only knew that he couldn't let his father go out to work on the construction team.
Throwing away his chopsticks, Zhang Yixing let out a loud cry: "I won't let you go, I won't let you go!..."
Zhang Xiuxiu, who was immersed in eating, was frightened by Zhang Yi Xing's howl, which made everyone tremble. She looked up and saw her brother crying, and she immediately started crying too.
Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu didn't expect such a big reaction from their always obedient son, and he was a little confused for a while.
Li Hongyu hurriedly came over to pat Zhang Yixin and coaxed: "Okay, okay, no, no, no, don't go, don't cry, don't cry!"
Zhang Guangzong was very happy at first, but now he picked up the wine cup sadly.
He took a sip of wine, and this time there was no squeak.
…
There were no smiling faces in the family for two days.
Two days later, a wave of uninvited guests came to Zhangjiatang. After making some inquiries, they knocked on the door of Zhang and Yixing's house.
Not long after school, Zhang and his party heard someone calling the door outside, so they put down their homework and came to the gate.
Standing at the door were two people wearing uniforms with the words "Huicheng Department Store" on the heart.
There was also a van parked behind, with the words "Go to Huicheng for shopping" painted on its body.
The leading man looked to be in his thirties. He looked at Zhang Yixing and said with a smile: "You are the talented little writer Zhang Yixing, you are smart at first glance!"
Zhang Yixing smiled "shyly" and asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is Zheng Wanxiang, are your adults here?"
Zheng Wanxiang? !
Zhang Yixing was confused in his heart. Although I have never met you, I knew you were Zheng Wanlong's younger brother when I heard your name.
Zheng Wanxiang glanced at the van and nodded to the person behind him.
The man understood and took out a stationery gift bag and a carton of milk from the van.
Zhang and his party had some vague guesses in their minds at this time, and led the two of them into the house.
Seeing the stranger from the city, Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu suddenly felt a little cautious.
Fortunately, the city daily newspaper came to the house for an interview before, so the two of them had some experience and didn't panic too much.
Zhang and his party went to make a pot of tea. After dividing the tea, they sat aside. He wanted to hear what Zheng Wanxiang had to say. Don't deceive his parents.
Zheng Wanxiang was very polite, and when he saw Zhang and his party pouring tea for him, he thanked him. He spent several minutes praising Zhang and his party, which made Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu's mouth curl up.
"I came here this time just to take advantage of my trip to take some photos for our Huicheng Department Store so that we can promote it. Of course, the photos are not in vain. We will pay you one hundred yuan for each photo. You see How about it?"
Can you make a hundred bucks from a photo?
Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu looked at each other, both a little shocked.
After a while, Zhang Guangzong waved his hand politely, "Hey, aren't they just a few photos? You..."
"cough!"
Zhang Yixing coughed vigorously, interrupting what Zhang Guangzong was about to say.
"Dad, the aunt at the newspaper told me that this is called endorsement."
Zheng Wanlong was surprised. Why did the City Daily tell this child?
Seeing that the people in the room finally no longer ignored him, Zhang Yixing continued: "Auntie also told me that I am also a celebrity now. I can earn tens of thousands from one endorsement!"
Zheng Wanlong just picked up the tea cup. Hearing the tens of thousands, he almost dropped the cup due to his unsteady hand.
They Huicheng contacted the famous host of the provincial TV station, and they quoted a price of 30,000 to 50,000 yuan a year for a few photos and endorsements. He was a host of the provincial TV station!
You can compare with others! ?
Zheng Wanxiang's face remained calm, and he said with a smile: "How can a photo cost tens of thousands of dollars? It must be endorsed by a big star like Gong Li."
Fool, then lie.
Who cares about this? People from the city newspaper didn't tell him about the endorsement at all.
He simply looked down on the few hundred dollars, after all, he could just write a few more articles.
And who knows how many years their photos will last!
No matter how famous he is, he is still a child in the eyes of his parents. It is possible that his parents were tricked into signing an endorsement contract behind his back.
So Zhang and his party decided to block Zheng Wanxiang directly.
"Well, my aunt said the same thing. She said that if I endorse it, five thousand yuan a year is not much!"
Five thousand yuan! One more year!
Zhang Guangzong and Li Hongyu took a deep breath, looked at each other several times, and didn't know what to say.
Zheng Wanxiang was a little crazy. He discussed it with Zheng Wanlong when he came. Zheng Wanlong was very optimistic about Zhang Yixing's future development and believed that his reputation would be greater in the future, so he must sign a long-term endorsement contract.
It's just that things change.
Because an aunt appeared in the middle.
Auntie, auntie! Which aunt is in the newspaper office?
