Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 80
In a few days, you will have guests at home?

Lao Wang also looked at his son.

If it was a guest like Ma Tengfei, his son would not act so solemnly.

"Is the girlfriend you're talking about coming to our house as a guest?" Old Wang asked.

Xu Yixin's eyes lit up instantly.

After her son can stand alone, her current pressure is no longer on the mortgage.

Start shifting targets.

For this goal, the son's feelings bear the brunt.

This is the wish of all parents.

Prince Hao has graduated from university and has a successful career, so marriage should be put on the agenda.

The second son of the Erbo family, Wang Zhenhua, brought his girlfriend home during the summer vacation when he was still in college.

Everyone thought that Wang Zhenhua would get married soon.

As a result, he got married last year, at the age of 37.

And the bride is not the girlfriend he made back then.

The girlfriend he brought home back then has children who are now in junior high school, and the third child can also help their parents make soy sauce.

At the beginning of this year, after Wang Zhenhua's child was born, he and his wife suffered from depression because they did not have the energy of young people.

The second aunt was older, and she had enough energy to help take care of her grandson, so she almost took her grandson to the underworld.

Xu Yixin didn't want her son to marry and have children at that age. Thinking about this kind of life is too scary.

If you die at the age of 60 or [-], you won't even be able to see your children grow up, let alone enjoy the family happiness of being full of children and grandchildren.

"We've talked about a girlfriend, but it's not time to talk about marriage, so don't be in a hurry to come to our house as a guest." Wang Zihao said.

With Liu Qianqian's character and her feelings for him, if he really asked her to visit him in a few days, she would definitely not refuse.

At most, after a few twists and turns, I agreed.

Two years ago, I was in love with my ex-girlfriend, and the three O's were detected long ago. Wang Zihao raised his mouth and went home with him to meet his parents. The ex-girlfriend agreed without any hesitation.

It's a pity that Wang Zihao's own will was not so strong and he didn't bring her home.

Thinking about it, I don't know what it will look like now when I take it home.

done?

Or go their separate ways?
If it is the latter, this kind of injury will not only affect two people.

Parents must often think of a daughter-in-law-to-be who made them very, very satisfied, but their son lost her in the end.

In terms of pretending, Xu Siqian is much better at pretending than Liu Qianqian.

Asking her to come to the house, she specified that she could please Wang Guangnian and Xu Yixin to the point of obedience during a meal, and she recognized this daughter-in-law from the bottom of her heart.

Now, he and Liu Qianqian have only been dating for a short time, and Wang Zihao doesn't want to progress so quickly.

That's what you do when you're talking about marriage.

When we met, regardless of whether Liu Qianqian's family would agree or not, his parents probably also agreed.

This girl is so eye-catching.

Even if she is devoted to her son now, what about the future?
A priceless treasure is locked in a safe, and someone misses it, even steals it.

For a girl like Liu Qianqian, if she walks in the world, no one will care about her.

Whether you have a boyfriend or not, whether you are married or not.

Let's talk about it!

"Are you reconciled with the previous one, or did you find another one?" Xu Yixin expressed joy.

Whether it's her ex-girlfriend or her son finding another one, Xu Yixin is very happy.

She had never been in contact with the dignified, girly, gentle, and lively Xu Siqian, so she didn't feel it was a pity.

"Another one." Wang Zihao was a little embarrassed.

Parents seem to be very satisfied with Xu Siqian, although they have never met her in person.

"Where's your ex-girlfriend?" Old Wang felt a little regretful. Judging by her looks, that girl is very suitable to be a daughter-in-law.

"Why are you talking about your ex-girlfriend again?" Wang Zihao had a headache. Every time he went home, his parents couldn't help mentioning his ex-girlfriend, and they liked it very much.

"There is no fate, no more, no more." Xu Yixin hurriedly skipped the topic, and signaled Lao Wang not to mention it again, and respected his son's choice.

Lao Wang had already drank half a cup, couldn't control his mouth, and didn't see his wife's reminder, and said: "That girl is good, really, she is suitable for childbearing, Xiao Hao, you will know when you have a child. Breast milk is the most healthy, It's also the most trouble-free, thinking back then, if it wasn't for your mother... ah~"

Old Wang screamed.

Xu Yixin glared at each other angrily: "I told you not to mention it, can't you hear me?"

Lao Wang shook the soles of his feet and took a breath: "When did you tell me not to mention it, why didn't I hear it?"

"My eyes have been staring at you." Xu Yixin picked up a large piece of fat and pressed it into Lao Wang's bowl: "Just drink and don't eat, and don't eat vegetables, do you want to drink to death?"

Lao Wang was half sober, picked up the fat, and ate it with a bitter face.

I thought I was deaf, can't you stop talking with your eyes all the time?

"Sissy is indeed very good..." Wang Zihao said.

How can I forget what happened, but I won't always remember it.

"Since we're starting again, we should make good use of the present." Xu Yixin comforted his son, and stomped Lao Wang's foot under the table again.

Old Wang bared his teeth, quickly retracted his feet, and shrank them under the chair, not daring to stretch them out again for the time being.

Drinking friends, it's better to be A Fei.

"By the way, what kind of guests are coming to the house in a few days?" Xu Yixin changed the subject.

Wang Zihao regained his spirits immediately, and said with a smile, "I have invited your idol from your youth, within a few days at the earliest, and at the end of the month at the latest."

Old Wang and Xu Yixin were surprised.

Youth idol?

My son is bragging, he made some money writing books, so he wants to invite big stars to visit his house.

"Liu Tianwang?" Xu Yixin asked casually.

"Chen Tianxian?" Old Wang sneered.

Lao Wang misses female celebrities, and Xu Yixin doesn't care too much.

The vinegar that should be eaten had already been eaten when I was young.

At this age, the family relationship between the two is more important than anything else.

What does it matter if relatives look more at beautiful women and handsome men?
Some people turn a blind eye to the flirting of their relatives.

"Chen Huixian." Wang Zihao said.

Xu Yixin was puzzled, could it be true?

Lao Wang frowned: "You haven't finished half a glass, is your capacity for alcohol so bad?"

Chen Huixian is known as "Chen Tianhou" and "Chen Tianxian". She debuted very early, her main job is singing, and she occasionally makes one or two movies.

This woman's life is like a joke, her singing career is booming, and she has always been at its peak, and her movies, no matter how many roles she has, are all very popular.

"I'm also in the entertainment industry now, so it's normal to know Chen Huixian." Wang Zihao explained to his parents.

How long have you been around?
The songs he wrote have not spread all over the streets, how can he be compared with Chen Tianxian?
Wang Guangnian and Xu Yixin were dubious.

"Anyway, when you have time to clean up the house, Chen Huixian will come over anytime this month." Wang Zihao didn't explain too much.

From his parents' point of view, he said that Chen Huixian came to the door, which was almost outrageous to say that Junsha's top leader came to the door.

"I don't do temporary work recently, but I can clean the house again when I have time." Old Wang looked at his wife.

"It's time to tidy up the house." Xu Yixin took a look at the house, things needed to be rearranged, and some places needed to be cleaned.

Since the son said so, let it be true.

After eating, Wang Zihao went downstairs.

Wandered around the neighborhood.

During the period, he met the little princess Doudou who just came back from outside.

The little girl followed behind her parents, chasing and chasing.

"You don't hug me. Later, I will separate you and bury you." Doudou was out of breath, and it was difficult for her short legs to catch up with her parents.

Wang Zihao hastened to stay away from this little princess before she noticed him.

Back home, Wang Zihao entered the study.

Judging from his parents' reactions, he once again realized the gap between himself and the upper class.

After "Shading the Sky" was launched, it exploded every day, and the number of subscriptions increased greatly.

Now, the average subscription has risen to [-] plus.

On the first day when it was put on the shelves, none of the orders arrived.

Although the average order of "Shading the Sky" is several times lower than those top works.

But I couldn't bear the large amount of updates, and it was in the top three of the best-selling list every day.

Wang Yan's golden alliance last night made "Covering the Sky" top the best-selling list.

Now, Sunrise Dongfang has been noticed by the top gods in the Internet literature circle.

In the nine groups of great gods.

"Which big guy's vest is Sunrise East?"

"Same question, I'm also curious. I asked a lot of people, but no one is clear."

"I know something. In an ordinary writer group, there is a lv4 writer named Ma Tongtong who said that Sunrise Dongfang is his good brother. He was brought into the pit by him. He is a complete newcomer."

"This is impossible!"

"Horse pain is also very desperate. The brother I brought into the pit, the first book is written like this, and life seems to be hanging. At the beginning, Sunrise East almost couldn't sign the contract. I also read it at the beginning. It is true. Not suitable for newcomers."

"It doesn't matter whether a newcomer is new or not. What's important is that Ma De is simply not human. How long has it been on the shelves? 30 words have been updated in a few days."

"Ma Pain said that Sunrise Dongfang is a tentacle monster, and it can save about [-] manuscripts a day, so it has saved so many manuscripts."

Jinhu Mansion.

In the study, Wang Zihao was typing.

He wrote the manuscript of "Shading the Sky", otherwise, if it continues to be updated like this, the saved manuscripts will not be enough.

He has now experienced the thrill of explosive changes.

A reader's cheers can comfort him.

Dozens, even counting, made him want to send all the saved manuscripts.

Thirty chapters, [-], [-] words on the first day, and [-] chapters every day on the second and third days, Wang Zihao wanted to slow down the update speed, with five chapters and [-] words a day.

But seeing that the subscription data has been skyrocketing, readers kept yelling.

He couldn't take it anymore.

As a result, on the fourth and fifth days, he still had [-] chapters and [-] words per day.

If you don’t write today, if you return ten chapters tomorrow, you won’t be able to save the manuscript.

Wang Zihao had just coded a chapter of a [-]-word manuscript when Ma Tengfei sent a message.

"Haohao, are you coding?" Ma Tengfei asked.

Wang Zihao stopped and looked at the message. The buddy should be busy, so he replied: "I'm writing code, I just need to take a break, what's wrong?"

The next moment, Ma Tengfei called: "Haohao, I encountered a problem."

"Have you quarreled with Wang Yan?" After answering the phone and listening to the voice, Ma Tengfei over there was a little depressed, and Wang Zihao couldn't help asking.

"I didn't quarrel, but I suddenly felt that she and I don't seem to be from the same world." Ma Tengfei said depressedly.

"Is it caused by the incident of the Golden Alliance last night?" Wang Zihao also knew that the leader of the Golden Alliance was rewarded by Wang Yan.

When he first saw it, he thought he had a fan.

Empty joy.

He doesn't have that appeal yet.

There is that kind of local tyrant, but you don’t have any. They buy silver or gold, and they don’t have any sense of existence. Why?
Some local tyrants buy silver and gold for the great gods, and they also have a purpose. For example, some start their own live broadcasts, open online stores, etc., in order to attract traffic from the great gods.

Or the copyright of this book is sold, and the copyright owner helps to fight the fire, which will serve multiple purposes.

Even in order to sell the copyright, the website took the initiative to end the game and help increase its popularity.

"Probably." Ma Tengfei admitted.

"I feel the same way. Before I got together with Teacher Liu, I have been struggling with this problem." Wang Zihao said.

He didn't think that Ma Tengfei was jealous because Wang Yan rewarded him with the Golden League, and then quarreled with Wang Yan.

And he also knew why Wang Yan rewarded the Golden Alliance.

Thank you!

There is no love for no reason, and no hate for no reason.

"Indeed, the level of Mr. Liu's family... Wang Yan said that neither her parents could fit into Mr. Liu's family circle, the gap is too big." While feeling sorry for himself, Ma Tengfei also felt a little sympathetic to his good buddy.

A rich man with a net worth of hundreds of millions once said that he once went to a meeting in the city, and after the meeting was over, those bigwigs with a net worth of tens of billions discussed where to go to play poker.

This rich man with a net worth of hundreds of millions wants to join the circle of these tens of billions of bigwigs, saying that I will go too.

They didn't take him to play, and refused, but they were very qualified, and the rejection was very tactful.

"Internet writers can also be very strong, as long as you go to the first and second echelons, and then enter the Writers Association." Wang Zihao said.

"What's the use of joining the Writers' Association? I heard it's useless at all." Ma Tengfei said.

Wang Zihao shook his head: "You're wrong. Teacher Liu told me that joining the Writers' Association is a very good platform for network writers to improve their status. There is no one."

When Ma Tengfei wanted to say something, Wang Zihao said again: "Is joining the Writers Association to meet a group of down-and-out literati and have a few boring meetings?"

"Isn't it?" Ma Tengfei wondered.

Wang Zihao smiled and said, "No!"

Afterwards, he sighed: "Actually, I had the same thoughts as you before, but Teacher Liu told me that after joining the Writers' Association, you will enter the District CPPCC. After joining the District CPPCC, there will be more benefits."

Ma Tengfei was stunned: "What's the benefit?"

Wang Zihao said: "Ms. Liu told me that if you want to seek medical treatment, you should take the initiative to approach the party of Jiusan Society, because everyone's status is similar, and they are all members of the district CPPCC. And the democratic party of Jiusan Society is full of doctors, and they are all doctors." The best doctor in the local area, as well as the director of the hospital. After eating a few meals and participating in a few activities, everyone will become an adult. Naturally, you can enjoy the highest medical service in the local area. If you have higher requirements , these people will actively help you find flying knives, and invite the best flying knives in the industry."

Ma Tengfei's eyes widened.

"After the medical problem is solved, what should the child do if he wants to go to a good school? Teacher Liu told me, then you should actively approach the Intellectuals Association. The same method, the same solution, the Intellectuals Association has what you need Principals, secretaries, and famous teachers all have a platform of equal status to help them, so it is easy to communicate with each other," said Wang Zihao.

Ma Tengfei opened his eyes.

Teacher Liu, God forever!
During this period of time, Wang Zihao and Liu Qianqian talked on the phone, not just talking about love, talking nonsense.

Some of her insights and understanding, or guidance, have benefited Wang Zihao a lot, and even amazed him.

He and her are indeed people from two worlds.

In the past twenty years or so, the two people have been in contact with different circles, what they see and hear, what they think and realize is completely different.

After solving the problems of medical treatment and schooling, how to solve the many troubles encountered in daily life?

Liu Qianqian told Wang Zihao, it doesn't matter, spend some money to set up a cultural company for yourself, join the Federation of Industry and Commerce, and after entering this circle of businessmen who like literati, you will find that after participating in a few wine games, you will know each other. Lots and lots of weird people who basically cover every aspect of your life.

"Murder and arson can't save you, and I don't dare to save you, but...the country has long established a series of shortcuts for successful people to walk in a fair manner. You just don't know how to go in your current position..."

Only after that did Wang Zihao realize that the person who said joining the Writers Association was useless was himself useless.

It's not like reading is useless, but you are useless.

"It's as if Mr. Liu is the Internet writer. He has joined the Writers Association and experienced those things." Ma Tengfei felt that he was extremely small in front of a girl like Mr. Liu.

Can't wait!
This is a person with brains, wisdom, insight and vision. They don't need to experience many things at all.

"I am trying my best to narrow the gap with Teacher Liu, whether it is material or vision, although I may not be able to catch up in this lifetime, and I may not be able to achieve a positive result in the future, but I have worked hard, and I will not leave any regrets. I worked hard." Wang Zihao said.

That's right, Ma Tengfei regained his confidence.

The situation that my good buddy is facing is much more difficult than myself, he is working hard, why should I not work hard?

"I understand. Sooner or later, I will become a master, join the Writers Association, and develop a network that is not inferior to Wang Yan's family." Ma Tengfei's blood boiled.

"That's okay, hurry up and write hard, don't just shout slogans and do nothing." Wang Zihao sent his good buddies away.

Then, the two hung up the phone.

Just after hanging up the phone, Wang Zihao received a message from the responsible editor, Liu Guang.

"Your average order is almost [-], and it can reach [-] this month by visual estimation. Haha, I will first draw you into our group of nine big bosses."

After sending the message, before Wang Zihao could reply, Liu Guang pulled him into the group of nine great gods.

then.

"Liuguang invites the sunrise and the east to join the group."

The group that was very lively just now quieted down.

The Sunrise East that has been in the top three of the best-selling list for several consecutive days?

Is that guy also a writer of Group Nine?

"Worship the boss!"

"Boss, please take my knee!"

"Group status -1!"

"Group status -1!"

A group of bigwigs, at this time, are as humble as a street writer. In fact, the minimum average order among them is [-], and the higher ones are working hard to advance towards the [-] mark.

"Hello, everyone! "Shading the Sky" please py!"

As soon as he entered the group, Wang Zihao greeted the bosses in the group.

Sure enough, it was the tentacle monster.

Suddenly, the group became more lively.

"Private chat!"

"Count me in, chat privately!"

"Boss, lend me a hand. I don't want tens of thousands a day, just [-]."

Afterwards, Wang Zihao was very busy.

After chatting with the bosses in the group for more than an hour, Wang Zihao was emotional.

These big guys are too low-key.

One is more "wretched" than the other, and they look like they are on the street, but in fact they are all bigwigs with a monthly income of hundreds of thousands.

Among them was a history department boss named "Er Shen", which shocked Wang Zihao.

At the beginning of the chat, Wang Zihao said modestly, the grade of the book "Shading the Sky" is not bad, but I don't know about the next one, even if the grade of the next one is not bad, but what about the next one?
He has a sense of crisis.

Ershen smiled and said, why panic, someone like him is not considered the top author on the Feiyue Chinese website, but he can beat office workers of any profession.

This month, Ershen received more than 72 manuscript fees, of which 50 came from new books, and the remaining 10,000+ came from old books.

The novel he wrote 12 years ago still published more than 8 this month.

Just the novel written 12 years ago, the subscription income has allowed him to enter the ranks of financial freedom, not to mention that the film and television copyright of this book was sold twice, the game copyright was sold once, and the animation, sound and other copyrights were many. sale.

"I have ordered 30 yuan for seven books, which is equivalent to creating seven mines for myself. Although these mines are not big, even if I don't do anything now, I just eat and wait to die, and I will earn [-] to [-] yuan a month. The passive income is also very good, not to mention there are always surprises, such as someone wanting to buy my copyright." During the private chat, Ershen was not at all low-key like the people in the group.

"The two gods are awesome!" Wang Zihao could only sigh in this way.

"Do you know why I dare to show my income naked?" Ershen said, "Because the money has been taxed, I have made myself the number one taxpayer in the region without knowing it." By."

Later, Ershen told Wang Zihao that when the provincial CPPCC meeting was held, he discussed his income with a mayor and a director. Income exceeds the net profit of many medium-sized enterprises.

The mayor exclaimed that if the enterprises under his management had such profits, he would be at ease.

Wang Zihao was greatly touched.

It turns out that network writers can also be mixed up like this.

Teacher Liu, God forever!
She was right.

"The people in the group are very low-key, and few of them show off their income. I actually don't understand. Basically, every online writer has no problem with paying taxes. Why do they hide their income and not say it? I don't know. Low-key, is it of no benefit to the improvement of the status of online writers?" Ershen is not willing to chat with people in the group.

"Taught!" Wang Zihao sent Ma Tengfei the chat records and screenshots with Ershen.

Seeing the screenshot, Ma Tengfei's eyes widened.

Two gods!

He was shocked, but also inspired.

Good buddies have been invited to join the boss group, and subscription decides everything.

What shocked him the most was that the manuscript fees of the big bosses were so high.

Outsiders will not believe it.

One person is comparable to a medium-sized enterprise.

There is a man who is in charge of the gate, and ten thousand men are not open to the courage.

Wang Zihao was asking Ershen about some online articles, when his girlfriend sent a message.

Liu Qianqian looked very happy: "Baby, I have good news for you!"

(End of this chapter)