Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

On the afternoon of the twenty-seventh day of the lunar calendar, Feng Yiping, who ended the signing event in Shanghai, hurried back to the provincial capital. Tomorrow morning, he will hold the last signing event of the year in the provincial capital.

The provincial capital is also very generous to him, a small local writer. The signing will be arranged in the best bookstore in the provincial capital, and the book world has just opened. There are more than 300 stores, large and small, many of which operate teaching assistants. Class books, and Feng Yiping’s novels are based on these students.

Later, there were various statistics that said that the average reading volume of domestic adults in a year is less than the reading volume of adults in Europe and the United States and other countries. We will not go into the authenticity of this data, but if we count another number, such as junior high school students In terms of reading volume, including teaching aids, looking at the whole world, if we are the second, no one dares to say that we are the first.

There are a lot of people in the book world now. Feng Yiping sympathizes with the children who are with their parents. This is not a cultural celebration. Parents use culture to make these suffering children not have a comfortable year. It’s just that short. In the winter vacation of the past few days, the school teachers assigned so many homework, not to mention, the parents also came to put in a stick, or the same sentence, junior high school students and high school students, really have no human rights!

At the signing site, the people in the line were also very helpful. It was the most crowded one of his three signing meetings. Anyway, whether you kiss or not, people from hometown!

Feng Yiping glanced at it and found that college students accounted for a large proportion. Well, they have already made it out and have this time and energy to consume or remember the previous years.

The host’s introduction with a slightly beautiful language also attracted parents who brought their children to buy teaching aids. Many parents took Feng Yiping as an example, and encouraged their children on the spot. But this kind of education The consequence may be that Feng Yiping has a few more young people who are hostile to him. Not everyone likes the "children of other people's families" as parents say, such as their own children.

People at the scene. Most of them are girls, and now Feng Yiping has experience. Most of the time, he only signs his head and asks for a sentence. If he writes too much, he will politely refuse. First, time does not allow, and second, he writes the best-looking characters. That is the three words of the name.

This time, he did not expect another unexpected person to come. When he counted on signing more than two hundred copies, he took one without raising his head, and wrote his name without asking, then one The female voice said, "Write me a sentence, classmate Feng Yiping!"

This little voice seemed a bit familiar, he looked up, yo. Really saw a ghost, it was Zheng Jiayi, she was actually smiling and looking at him. Does she even laugh? Moreover, she and the three girls around, at first glance, came together. How could she make friends too? Feng Yiping was shocked.

It seems that Zheng Jiayi is very happy to see Feng Yiping showing such obvious emotions and said with a smile, "Old classmate, write me a sentence!"

Feng Yiping thought about it, and without hesitation, without blushing at all, wrote down the name of a very successful adolescent film masterpiece. "To our dying youth! Book gift to Zheng Jiayi."

Taking into account the number of people in the line, the organizer extended the signing event by half an hour. In these two hours, Feng Yiping signed a record of nearly 600 copies.

He declined the sponsor’s offer to invite dinner. Waving his wrist and walking towards his car, just about to leave, I heard someone shouting, "Feng Yiping!"

He greeted him and saw that two girls got off an Accord, and Zheng Jiayi and the other got off a blue beetle. This thing is not as civilian as it was later, it seems to be three or four. One hundred thousand, which belongs to high-end cars.

Feng Yiping is a little strange, is this waiting for me? This doesn't seem to be her character.

"Hello Yiping, this is my friend." She actually smiled, wondering, is it because she has received a lot of red envelopes? No, it's not time to receive the red envelopes!

"Sorry, I said you are my classmate, they must ask me to bring them to find you."

"No, it is my honor, thank you for your support!"

"I have always wanted to ask you, I have a Polaroid album that I like to listen to. The songwriter on it is the same as your pen name. Is that what you wrote?"

There is nothing to hide from this now, "Yes, I wrote it."

"Wow, you really wrote it!" She and those friends were a little cheered, "Then you have seen so many stars? Haven't Liu Tian Wang Shuai?"

Feng Yiping is a little depressed. Isn't this co-authoring to praise me? I said, can you still chat happily?

"It's handsome," he was a little uncomfortable seeing their nympho, and followed a shameless whisper, "Similar to me."

"Where are you going next?" Zheng Jiayi asked again.

"Go back to the city, and then back to the countryside for the New Year. How about you, do you want to go back to the city?"

"No, my hometown is in the provincial capital. I only study in the city because my parents work in the city."

"Jiayi, why don't you invite your classmates to eat together at noon, there are always people coming and going in the house these past two days, and they are uneasy after eating."

"What do you think?" Zheng Jiayi asked him.

"My pleasure!" Feng Yiping repeated this sentence again.

Eating with unfamiliar girls is troublesome. They were outside first, and then felt that it was windy outside. Then they got into the car and discussed for more than ten minutes. From the western restaurant in the city center to the farmhouse in the suburbs, there was no result. Feng Yiping almost fell asleep, Zheng Jiayi came over and told him that they finally decided to go.

After having been so old for a long time, I finally went to eat fast food. Say it earlier!

Last year, the provincial capital just opened one. This is currently the only one in the province. It is now a fashionable place, especially for young couples who are dating. It is now their first choice.

There is no argument in society that these foreign fast foods are all junk food. A place with an average of tens of yuan per capita can be considered a high-grade consumption place.

As for junk food, Feng Yiping doesn’t care at all. We are not like those foreigners, whose meals are mainly meat, and occasionally eat a high-calorie meal like this. What's the big deal, we are not afraid of waste oil and melamine. Are you afraid of this?

Said to invite Feng Yiping to dinner. Of course, Feng Yiping paid the money. This is our national condition. As for girls and boys, they pay less when they go out together. Sometimes, I am afraid that she also needs a kind of recognition. If a boy is willing to spend money for her, it shows that her charm is pretty good.

There is one advantage to eating fast food like this. There is no use of tableware, so everyone can use it directly, so the atmosphere is very harmonious. If you go to eat pizza, most people will pretend to use knives and forks, and it will be like eating pizza. The same meal.

"By the way, old classmate. Now that the streets and alleys of the provincial capital have good convenience, are they also yours?" Zheng Jiayi asked him.

Feng Yiping is dealing with a hamburger. How can I say it. I haven't eaten it for a long time, and I think it tastes okay.

"You are quite well informed. It belongs to my family, but they are all small businesses and can't make it to the table."

Several of Zheng Jiayi’s friends were a little bit happy when they heard this. They looked at her with their eyes, feeling that your classmate doesn’t know who you are?

"I heard that this is not a small business. If it develops, it will have a good future."

Feng Yiping was a little confused, could anyone else have seen this blue ocean. "Where is there any future? Our family doesn't have a lot of money. I want to open a big store. Without the strength, there is no way, so I have to open such a small store."

Zheng Jiayi was very happy when he heard what he said. If it hadn't been for her cousin's words, he might have been fooled by him.

"No money. It's not necessarily true. Didn't your family buy a factory in the city?"

Feng Yiping was even more puzzled. Why does she know this too?

"Oh, that. We happened to have that plan, and the city just happened to provide us with such an opportunity. It just happened to be a meeting. It is convenient for ourselves and also contributes to the city."

Unsure of Zheng Jiayi’s origins, Feng Yiping still speaks very tightly. He didn’t mention Mayor Wu’s or anything. Fortunately, he didn’t mention it. Otherwise, his parents would immediately know that someone was calling her name outside. First pull the relationship.

From Zheng Jiayi splashed Feng Yiping's face at the same table, and then nothing, and the Audi that often drove Zheng Jiayi, Feng Yiping guessed that her family might be in politics, but it is not easy to ask directly, "Hey, what is your father? Officer?" The relationship between the two of them has not yet reached that point, so he is a little uncomfortable with the current conversation, and the information is completely asymmetrical.

At this time, the phone rang, and he saw that it was Huang Jingping. The call was really timely, "Sorry, I have to go first if I have something to do. When I have a chance next time, I will invite some beautiful women to dinner."

"This is absolutely perfunctory, there is no sincerity, not even a phone call." A girl said with a smile, Zheng Jiayi listened, and looked at him grinningly.

When I go, I know it's a perfunctory polite, then do you want to be so direct? He took out a pen and paper, left a phone call for them, and then hurried away. There was no way, Zheng Jiayi had changed too much, and the news was well-informed. Her friends are a bit fierce, so it's better to avoid them.

"Jiayi, you are a good classmate!" After Feng Yiping left, Zheng Jiayi became the center of conversation among several of her friends.

"Isn't there a phone? You think it's good to contact him at any time, but I can remind you that he is still a high school student."

"What's wrong with the high school students? Isn't he the same age as us? I don't believe that he has never been in a relationship." This is really worthy of Feng Yiping's fierce evaluation of them.

"This doesn't seem to be true. When he was in school, he rarely talked to female classmates." If Feng Yiping heard this, he would be relieved. It turns out that Zheng Jiayi doesn't know everything.

"Really? Impossible!" Although dating hasn't become popular since kindergarten ~www.ltnovel.com~ but a high school student hasn't talked about it yet, it's really rare.

"It's really interesting. He doesn't even know your identity. You did a good job of confidentiality!"

"Yiping, are you coming back tomorrow?"

"Yes, I will go back to the city now and leave early tomorrow morning."

"I miss you so much!" Huang Jingping must have gone outside to call again. She must not dare to say such things at home.

"But, tomorrow my dad will take us back to the country, and I won't see you when you come back."

If Huang Chengzhong heard his daughter's complaint, he would be quite depressed!

"Isn't it fun at home during the New Year? If you hold on, there will be at most ten days."

However, after Feng Yiping returned to the city in the afternoon, he looked at the empty home without the familiar figure and was very uncomfortable. (To be continued)