1980 My Literary Era

Chapter 85 Visit
Liaodong People's Broadcasting Station wants to broadcast "The Cliff" purely from an economic point of view, which will not help Lin Weimin much. Unless the follow-up novel is popular, he can sell the right to broadcast the novel.

After discussing this matter with Liu Baoxiang, he didn't care about it any more.

Seeing that the New Year's Eve is getting closer, Yanjing City gradually has a New Year's atmosphere.

This kind of festive atmosphere that can be felt everywhere Lin Weimin only experienced it when he was a child, and he never felt that way when he grew up.

On this day, Qu Xiaowei came to Lin Weimin's dormitory, full of arrogance, it seemed that he had some kind of agreement with Comrade Liu Haiyan.

"Okay, put your chin back, before it falls off." Lin Weimin said sarcastically.

Qu Xiaowei sneered, and said in a sarcasm: "You stupid brain knows a hammer?"

Lin Weimin sneered in his heart, I don't understand?Your father and I are the man who wants to build a big harem.

"Haiyan said that she will come to Yanjing after graduation." Qu Xiaowei said happily.

Lin Weimin slammed: "Do you think your company is run by your family? Wherever you say you can go?"

He is really not optimistic about this long-distance relationship.

With the development of transportation and information in later generations, long-distance relationships usually break up as soon as they talk about breaking up. With the current conditions, Lin Weimin is skeptical that they can get along for a long time.

"You know a hammer, Haiyan and I are true love."

Lin Weimin could only shake his head, another stick made by love.

Do you really think true love is invincible?

"By the way, have you contacted Ji Xiaofeng?" Qu Xiaowei asked.

"No ah."

"Why don't you contact me? Don't you know her workplace?"

"Why should I contact her? I'm so busy all day!"

Qu Xiaowei looked at Lin Weimin as if he was looking at a stick. With this kind of virtue, he would not feel wronged by being a bachelor for a lifetime.

"I said you, aren't you interested in women?" Qu Xiaowei couldn't help asking.

Lin Weimin stared, "What do you mean? You can doubt your father's character, but you can't doubt your father's orientation!"

"You grandson, you should let Lao Jiao use the soles of your shoes to give you a long memory." Qu Xiaowei scolded.

After scolding each other for a few words, the two finally calmed down. Lin Weimin asked, "Are you busy?"

"Yes, why not? Let's go, go to your small courtyard and have a look, just listen to what you said, I haven't seen it yet!"

"alright."

Lin Weimin was about to leave with Qu Xiaowei when someone came to visit him.

"Yo, Shuozi, why are you here?"

"I'm free at work, I'm thinking of talking to you." Wang Shuo said.

Seeing that Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei were fully dressed, he asked, "Are you going out?"

Qu Xiaowei said: "Weimin bought a yard in Shichahai, I haven't been there yet, I plan to go and have a look. Let's go together?"

Wang Shuo immediately became interested when he heard it, "Then let's go!"

Several people rode on their bicycles and arrived near Shichahai in a short time.

Wang Shuo counted the nearby houses and said, "It's a good place to choose for the people. In the early years, people lived in either rich or noble families."

"He, Shaobao! Spending 5000 yuan to buy a new house here is better than exploring a building."

"You know what! Siheyuan is life."

Wang Shuo smiled and said, "I think Weimin is right."

Several people chatted and laughed and came to the gate of the small courtyard. Wang Shuo sighed at the antique hanging flower gate: "This house looks really good."

"It's even better inside." Lin Weimin pushed the door open and entered.

As the end of the new year approaches, the construction of Lin Weimin's small courtyard is nearing completion, and almost all the capable ones have been completed, and the rest will have to wait until the next spring to do it.

From the outside, the small courtyard looks the same as before, but upon entering the house, one finds something different.

In the past, there were many rooms in the courtyard, except for a kitchen, the rest are all living rooms. It looks like there are many rooms, but it lacks a little interest in life.

Lin Weimin is now extravagantly dividing each room into different functions, and there are only two bedrooms that can accommodate people.

"Wei Min, I said you are too wasteful, right?" Qu Xiaowei said.

People's housing conditions are not so good these days, and most families can't even live in a house for one person, let alone the treatment that one person enjoys a courtyard like Lin Weimin's.

"I live alone, why do I need so many rooms? Even if I get married in the future, how many people can there be in the family?"

Qu Xiaowei couldn't refute Lin Weimin for a moment, he could only say dryly: "You deserve to be a bachelor forever!"

"Your uncle!"

Regardless of what they say, but from the eyes of Qu Xiaowei and Wang Shuo, Lin Weimin can still see their envy.

"You bastard, you can be so cruel, this is 5000 yuan!"

Qu Xiaowei took a tour around, and finally gritted his teeth and said something.

"Look at your ugly face of hating the rich!" Lin Weimin said proudly.

Wang Shuo said quietly: "These days, being a writer really makes money!"

Qu Xiaowei showed a bit of annoyance on his face, "If I knew it earlier, I should have worked harder."

Lin Weimin patted him on the shoulder, "Don't. Sometimes, the harder you work, the more bitter you are!"

Qu Xiaowei looked at his expression of being a villain, wishing he could go up and give him a big pussy.

"Treat me! You must treat me! Otherwise, I won't be able to make up for my trauma." Qu Xiaowei played a rogue.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?" Lin Weimin said cheerfully.

Qu Xiaowei looked at him suspiciously, "So happy today?"

"Since it's almost Chinese New Year, why don't you allow me to be generous?"

"You finally said something human."

"Go!"

Several people came out of the small courtyard and found a restaurant for a toothbrush festival.

Qu Xiaowei inquired about Lin Weimin's various expenses in buying a house. When he heard that Lin Weimin had already thrown 6000 yuan into this courtyard house, he couldn't help but said, "You can't buy any house with this money. , do you have to make such a small courtyard?"

"I told you that you don't understand, but you will gradually understand later."

Lin Weimin had a mysterious expression on his face, which inexplicably reminded Qu Xiaowei that he had the same expression when he stuffed stamps into his hand before.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Qu Xiaowei muttered.

"What's the matter? Why are you asking so clearly, kid? Are you really planning to get married?" Lin Weimin asked.

Qu Xiaowei nodded, "Haiyan still has half a year to graduate. This time, I will ask her to go back and ask if she can assign the work to Yanjing. If not, let my parents help me find a way."

Lin Weimin was not optimistic about the future of this young couple, but it was impossible to say anything depressing at this time. He turned his head and asked, "Shuozi, how is your novel writing?"

"It's being written."

"You didn't write well?"

"En." Wang Shuo took a sip of his wine.

Now he is not the literary ruffian of the later generations, and he has not fully put his mind on writing, and the desire to make a fortune has never been wiped out.

(End of this chapter)