Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 249
"Well, okay, I see, thank you for your trouble."

After Zhang Zhong hung up the phone, he picked up the brush again and continued to finish the unfinished Sangluan posts just now.

For this marketing, Chen Qing had discussed with Zhang Zhong in advance, and after Zhang Zhong nodded, the plan was launched there.

In this matter, what made Zhang Zhong most happy was not the improvement of word-of-mouth or the boom in sales, but Li Zhuo's performance.

It seems that after this time, Li Zhuo's position as manager of the public relations department will no longer be possible.

When "Sangluan Post" was finished, Zhang Zhong felt that this post was out of date, so he changed his style of writing and wrote "Quick Snow and Sunny Post" on the same paper.

After finishing the "Quick Snow and Sunshine Post", Zhang Zhong changed a piece of paper again, and took up a pen to write: Mandarin ducks are flying, Bi Zhiluozhi.For thousands of years, a gentleman is suitable for Fulu.The mandarin ducks are in the beam, and the left wing...

A "Mandarin Duck" was finished, and when the ink was dry, Zhang Zhong rolled up the paper and put it in the painting bucket.

This painting was written as a gift. His mother came back to him a few days ago and told him that Teacher Fang's daughter was getting married. He knew that Zhang Zhong was a great writer, so he wanted a signed book.

However, Zhang Zhong felt that the signed book was not sincere enough. After all, Teacher Fang had always been kind to him in the past. Teacher Fang's daughter and Zhang Zhong often played together when they were children.

So Zhang Zhong specially wrote a picture for his mother to send over.

Originally, Teacher Fang's daughter got married, and he planned to attend in person, but Wang Kewang, the editor-in-chief of "Shi Lin", contacted him before, saying that Mr. Wang Meng wanted to invite him to Yanjing for a presentation.

Zhang Chong also found out that Wang Kewang was Wang Meng's eldest grandson.

Given Wang Meng's status in the Chinese literary world, there are probably not many people who don't know him, and he is not only a literati, but also an important figure in the system.

On the phone, Wang Kewang was very polite, explaining repeatedly that the old man was not fit for a long journey, otherwise he would definitely go to Jiangyang in person.

Let an old man over 100 years old come to see him, how could Zhang Zhong agree, his life combined is not as long as anyone else's life, so he is also a junior.

So Zhang Zhong agreed to Wang Kewang's invitation.

If I agreed to Wang Meng's invitation, I would not be able to go to the wedding venue. This copybook is not only a congratulatory gift, but also an apology.

……

On the weekend, Zhang Zhong went to Yanjing alone. Because Teacher Fang's daughter got married, both parents had to go to the wedding, and Peng Peng followed.

When they arrived in Yanjing, Wang Kewang personally drove to pick him up.

"Mr. Zhang, I've always wanted to meet you, but unfortunately I never had the chance. I never thought that I would finally meet you this time thanks to my grandfather's grace." Gotta be chatty.

It may be because several generations live in the same family, and Wang Meng is still alive, so Wang Kewang's mentality is also younger than that of ordinary people of this age.

Zhang Chong asked with a smile, "I don't know why Mr. Wang came to me this time?"

"The old man just wanted to see you, but he was afraid that it would be too abrupt to ask you to come over, so he thought for a long time before letting me make this call." Wang Kewang said.

"It's because I didn't think carefully. The last time I came to Jinling, I should have gone to visit Mr. Wang. It's just that I haven't met him before, so it's not good to pay a sudden visit."

Wang Kewang's mentality is young, but it doesn't mean he has little thoughts. He understood Zhang Chong's words immediately, and said with a smile, "The old man also read your work and admired you very much, so he couldn't help but want to see you. "

Zhang nodded emphatically, and it seemed that things were simpler than he expected.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Wang Kewang glanced at Zhang Zhong, and said, "Mr. Zhang..."

"Editor Wang, you don't have to call me that, just call me Zhang Zhong."

"Well, then respect is worse than obedience. Zhang Zhong, do you have any new poems recently? Since the last time "Lotus Leaf Collection" came out, I haven't seen you have any new poems." Nature is also related to poetry.

"I'm afraid this will disappoint you. I've been busy with novels recently and have no time for poetry."

"Oh, that's a pity. But congratulations, your new books have been doing very well during this period of time. I heard that the sales of "Dune" broke records abroad?"

Zhang Chong said with a smile, "It's not a record, but it's not bad."

Domestic netizens have the same impression of "Dune" as Wang Kewang, which is also the result of the company's marketing.

If you want to break the record, it is also a record based on the past two years. As for news reports, only a part of it has been reported.

Wang Meng did not live with his family, but lived alone in a courtyard.

When Zhang Zhong and the others arrived, the old man was writing. Hearing the movement outside, he quickly put down his pen and ran to the door.

The nanny next to him was startled when he saw the old man running so fast, and followed closely, for fear that the old man would make any mistakes.

Zhang Chongzheng was talking to Wang Kewang in a low voice, when he looked up, he saw a hale and hearty old man standing at the door, looking at him with a smile on his face.

He hurried over and said respectfully, "Mr. Wang."

Wang Meng grabbed Zhang Zhong's hand, "Go, sit inside."

Zhang Zhong was also flattered by the old man's enthusiasm, but he thought to himself, old man Wang is more than 100 years old, but he can't tell from his vigorous steps.

"It's really not right to ask you to take a trip. I asked this guy to buy me a bus ticket. If he doesn't help me, I'll go by myself. He stopped me again, so I can only invite you here." Pulled Zhang Zhong sat down, Wang Meng pointed to Wang Kewang next to him and said.

Zhang Zhong waved his hands again and again, "How dare I let you go, if you want to see the younger generation, just say hello, I will come here wearing stars and moons."

"You don't complain, so I'm relieved. It's nothing important to call you here, but I'm getting old. Seeing such an outstanding young man like you, I really can't help but want to meet and chat. .I have read most of your books, some of them are really because I am too outdated to understand, so I didn’t read them, but I bought them all and put them on the bookshelf.”

"Thank you Mr. Wang for your love."

"I'm just older than you. At your age, I'm still a big soldier who doesn't understand anything." Wang Meng waved to Wang Kewang again as he spoke, "Sit down, too."

It turned out that Wang Meng hadn't spoken just now, and Wang Kewang had been standing all the time, not daring to sit down.

"This guy was very naughty when he was a child, but it's not useless at all. Without him, I wouldn't be able to meet you this way."

Zhang Chong smoothed things over with a smile, "The Lin of Poetry, run by editor-in-chief Wang, is the leading newspaper of Chinese poetry. Without editor-in-chief Wang, Chinese poetry wouldn't be where it is now."

Speaking of "The Forest of Poetry", Wang Meng did not bury his grandson, but said with a smile, "This is also a good thing he did."

(End of this chapter)