Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 512 Strange things happen every year, especially today

"So "How the Steel Was Tempered" was also made up by you?" LeBlanc was surprised.

Zhang nodded emphatically, "Like Ostrovsky, there is no such work in this world."

"What about the passage just now? The most precious thing in that person's life is life..."

"It's the same." After Zhang Zhong finished speaking, he took a sip from the water glass.

LeBlanc's surprised eyes lingered on Zhang Zhong's face for a moment, and suddenly smiled again, "I didn't expect you to be so humorous, I want to wait until Jack and the others go back and check Ostrovsky and How Steel Was Tempered." I'm sure they'll be very ashamed after that, and they'll realize they've been humiliated by you."

Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "Not necessarily, I think they might not bother to investigate."

"That's true." LeBlanc leaned closer to Zhang Zhong, her plump body almost touching Zhang Zhong's arm, "I hope you don't misunderstand, not all writers here in London are as shallow as Jack and Tom, if If you want, I can introduce some real insightful people to you."

Zhang Zhong leaned back, trying to keep a distance from the hot red rose in front of her. Her eyes were very hot, as if she was going to eat her whole.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I would like to sit quietly for a while. Those British gentlemen may not welcome me as a foreigner."

"No one will not welcome you, you are more famous in London than you think." LeBlanc said.

Zhang Chong smiled and said nothing.

LeBlanc was a little discouraged, and then smiled, "Then you don't mind if I sit next to you?"

"May I say you mind?"

LeBlanc froze for a moment, "Yes, but I won't leave."

Zhang Zhong shrugged his shoulders, picked up the water glass and drank.

……

LeBlanc chatted with Zhang Zhong for a while, she suddenly stood up, "It's really a pity, I have other things to do later, otherwise I would like to chat with you for a while, pz, can you tell me the contact information Is it?"

Seeing that she had paper and pen ready, Zhang nodded his head, "Yes."

After speaking, he took the pen and paper and wrote Chen Qing's number on it.

Unexpectedly, LeBlanc took out her mobile phone again, dialed Chen Qing's number, and said, "This is my private number, you must..."

"Hello? May I ask who are you calling?" The call was answered suddenly, Chen Qing saw that it was a foreign number, and he was using English.

LeBlanc's expression froze immediately.

Zhang Zhong quickly explained, "This is my assistant. If you find him, you will find me. His name is Chen Qing."

LeBlanc adjusted her expression, smiled and said to the other end of the phone, "Hi, I'm LeBlanc, are you Mr. Chen Qing, Mr. PZ's assistant?"

"Yes, hello, Miss LeBlanc." Chen Qing replied.

After LeBlanc heard that the other party was indeed Zhang Zhong's assistant, she nodded emphatically at Zhang, indicating that she was going to excuse me.

Zhang nodded in response.

After LeBlanc left Zhang Zhong, the phone call with Chen Qing continued, "Mr. Chen Qing, I am the general manager of Lide Group, and we are willing to provide pz for free..."

……

After LeBlanc left, Zhang Zhong sat on the spot and drank lemonade alone. All he could think about was the "Dark Forest" he had smoked a few days ago. During this time, he played outside with his family during the day and returned to the hotel at night. I started to enter the works, and now half of the book has been entered, and the remaining half should be released in a few days.

I came to such a boring exchange meeting today, but unfortunately I didn't bring my notebook, otherwise I could use this time to speed up the progress of the new book.

Although Jack and Tom just now cannot represent the entire English literary circle, Zhang Zhong has lost interest in the local British literary circle with just these two people, especially Jack, the winner of the Booker Prize for Literature.

Zhang Zhong reckons that the Man Booker Prize might regret awarding it to such a person. After all, letting such a person carry the name of the Booker Prize outside with arrogance must have a very negative impact on the Booker Prize. of.

Sometimes the literary awards are like this, and the wrong award will definitely affect the entire award.

When I was on Earth, there were several literary awards in China that were not awarded to the right people, so the prestige of these awards fell to the bottom all of a sudden, and even some well-known writers were unwilling to receive such an award.

After all, receiving an award is equivalent to being with "those people".

Of course, there are too many entanglements in the interests of the literary award, which has also led to a decline in credibility. You can hear news of bribery almost every year.

Especially the Lu Award, for several years, some scandals can be heard every year.

After a long time, everyone will label these awards, and the awards will lose their meaning.

Zhang Zhong was thinking about these things when suddenly the phone rang, and it turned out to be a local number in the UK. He answered the phone suspiciously, "Hello, who are you calling?"

A familiar voice sounded from the opposite side, "Of course I'm looking for you."

Zhang Zhong raised his eyebrows, "LeBlanc?"

"Haha, it seems that my voice is remembered, which makes me very happy. In that case, please write down my number too, see you later." LeBlanc hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Zhang Zhong looked at the phone, curled his lips, and knew who gave LeBlanc the call without asking him, but he didn't expect Chen Qing to be so unreliable, so casually gave his call to someone else.

He had just complained about Chen Qing in his heart, but he didn't expect Chen Qing's call to come.

"I was about to call you, but I didn't expect you to come to your door." Zhang Zhong answered the phone and said angrily.

Chen Qing said with a smile, "Why, the person in charge of Lide has already contacted you? I think this matter is completely acceptable, and we don't have to pay anything, they will take full responsibility."

After hearing Chen Qing's words, Zhang Zhong was a little puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

"Eh?" Chen Qing asked unexpectedly, "Didn't Miss LeBlanc call you? Just now the general manager of Reed, that is, Miss LeBlanc, called me and said that their group is willing to hold an exhibition for you for free. Yes, the location can be chosen by us. Boss, this is a great thing. Reed Exhibitions Group, a subsidiary of Reed Group, is one of the best exhibition companies in the world. They are willing to hold an exhibition for you, and it is free. To be honest I can't even believe it."

Zhang Zhong squinted his eyes, and LeBlanc appeared in his mind. She turned out to be the general manager of Lide Group?Are the current group leaders so hasty?
"What kind of exhibition are they going to hold for me? Although I have a lot of books, it's still not enough to hold an exhibition. Just refuse this matter. I'll tell you later."

"Hey, boss..." Chen Qing looked at the phone in a daze. This strange thing happens every year, especially today. Lide Group offered to hold exhibitions for free for the boss, but the boss refused directly.

(End of this chapter)