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Chapter 75 Crazy 300! (add more for Caivle)

Shao Minghua was awakened, and immediately urged everyone to go to his house to read.

A group of old people looked at each other, reading?
There are seven or eight old people here, including the older generation of rulers of the Imperial Capital Group, retired leaders of top ten state-owned enterprises, and even well-known retired military officers from the military region.

Although these people have all retired, which of their descendants or people under their command is not a big shot in the imperial capital?

Even Shao Minghua is a big shot, although he is only the deputy head of the national orchestra, but he has a prominent family background and has established a firm foothold in the imperial capital for decades.

Now Shao Minghua actually acted like he was conquered by a certain book, and he couldn't wait to recommend everyone to read it together.

"Haha, Lao Shao, you don't have Alzheimer's disease, do you? You can be fascinated by reading a book?" An old man with a straight waist laughed. He is 1.8 meters tall. Although he is old, he is still very powerful. soldier.

"Old man Shao, play the flute when you have time. Reading is a waste of time, and be careful to blind yourself." An old woman joked boldly. She is over 70 years old, but her eyes are shining, and she belongs to the kind of big group behind the scenes. those in power.

The rest of the people laughed and laughed at Shao Minghua to their heart's content.

Shao Minghua was anxious: "I'm not joking with you, this "Poetry and the Sea" is really good-looking. Then who, Zheng Mou, you are making movies, right, there is a film company?"

Shao Minghua suddenly looked at an old man.

This old man is very simple, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and old BJ cloth shoes, with a mustache, he looks not good at talking.

His seniority is a generation lower, and he doesn't have much family influence. He has been mixed up to this day thanks to the film company, and he moved to Ziluo Garden last year to retire.

"Mr. Shao, do you still remember me? It's me, the former general manager of Jiahe Film Company. I was mainly responsible for operating theaters and film distribution. I also made a few films, which were not very popular." Zheng Mou said modestly.

When the rest of the people saw this, they all cheered up: "Old Wang, why are you being polite to him? This old Shao is a barbarian. When he went to perform in the south, he thought it was noisy, so he smashed it down with a violin, but the Central National Orchestra His reputation has been shattered."

Shao Minghua blushed, he was indeed quite savage when he was young, and he felt uncomfortable when the black spots were poked out.

"That's a private performance, it has nothing to do with the orchestra! Don't quarrel, I'm talking to Zheng Mou." Shao Minghua snorted and forcibly changed the subject: "Zheng Mou, you must read this book and see if it's available. Opportunity to make it into a movie, make a Hollywood blockbuster!"

Shao Minghua actually thought of this.

The group was surprised again, Zheng Moulian nodded: "Okay, I will definitely watch it."

Shao Minghua pulled the wheelchair by himself: "You guys are going to sleep when you go back, why don't you come to my house to drink tea and read a book."

"Okay, let's go and have a look." A group of bigwigs have been aroused curiosity, after all, Shao Minghua told Zheng Mou to make a movie, which is not easy.

They soon arrived at Shao Minghua's house, and Uncle Wang, who was walking his dog, was taken aback. He was a smart ghost, but he recognized these big guys.

"Master, Mr. Quan Kangning, Mr. Gong Binshi, Mr. Mao Wenhua..." Uncle Wang called his name like a thief.

A group of people are not polite, say hello and go in.

Then he was led to the utility room by Shao Minghua.The utility room is full of messy things, and there are many broken musical instruments.

There is a lot of dust on the ground, where do these big guys usually come from?
There is a pile of books in the corner, all of which are "Poetry and the Sea I".

"Go in and get it, take whatever you want." Shao Minghua was very generous.A group of people scolded him: "You old man, this book is so despised by you, how can it be good?"

Having said that, they still went in to get it.

Then go to the bright and atmospheric study room, sit on the sofa and read slowly.

Uncle Wang was busy inside and out, pouring tea and water, for fear of making mistakes in the service.

When the tea was poured, the bosses had already watched it, and the noise quickly turned into silence.

Uncle Wang is a little uncomfortable, why is he so quiet?Usually the bosses are joking.

He didn't dare to disturb, and walked out lightly, closing the door behind him.

Then, from seven o'clock in the evening to ten o'clock in the evening, there was no sound in the study, and no one spoke.

Uncle Wang opened the door several times to check, only to see that the bosses were all focused on reading without raising their heads.

Finally, three big bosses came out and told Uncle Wang directly: "You go and get some books, and we will take them away. I can't bear it anymore. I'll read it tomorrow. This book is quite interesting."

Uncle Wang hurriedly gave them a few more books, and sent them home all the way.

When he came back, the tea was already cold, and two more people left the study, and they also took several books with them.

At midnight, there were still three people in the study, including Shao Minghua, who were all in their eighties, who watched with great interest and did not rest.

Uncle Wang is flustered, this is not okay, something will happen if you don't rest.

Uncle Wang finally couldn't take it anymore and called the lady.

"Miss, are you asleep? The master and his two friends are fascinated by reading. They have been reading for hours. I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it." Uncle Wang whispered.

On the other side of the phone, Shao Yaoyao who was tucked under the blanket suddenly sat up, laughing out of nowhere.

She was reviewing "Poetry and the Sea I", and she was a little fascinated just now, but was interrupted by Uncle Wang.

Grandpa and the others watched "Poetry and the Sea I" for the first time, so it's no wonder they weren't fascinated.

"Give the phone to grandpa, and I'll tell them." Shao Yaoyao ordered.

Uncle Wang heaved a sigh of relief, he dared to go in and disturb her with the order of the young lady.

The study room was still quiet, and Uncle Wang went in and called Shao Minghua softly: "Master, Master."

Shao Minghua finally sobered up, and the two people next to him raised their heads in displeasure, disliking being disturbed.

Uncle Wang bit the bullet and handed over the phone: "Miss is looking for you."

The three of them calmed down. Shao Minghua took the phone and pressed the speakerphone: "Yaoyao, what are you doing?"

"Haha, Grandpa, check what time it is. You said you didn't want to watch "Poetry and the Sea" in the evening."

Shao Minghua looked up at the clock, and it was twelve o'clock at midnight!He hadn't stayed up this late in years.

The other two old people stood up quickly and left in a hurry: "Oh my god, it's so late, my wife must think I fell into the lake and drowned!"

"Those bastards Quan Kangning didn't call us when they left!"

The two old people hurriedly said goodbye, and left with several books in their arms.

Jiangcheng, Longding Bay.

It was already midnight.

Liu Zhiqing had already rested, while Su Muyan was playing games live, crying like hell.

Chuhe interacted with the readers very late, so he just lay down now, and fell asleep with the quilt that smelled of Su Mu's smoke.

As a result, the bedside phone vibrated, and the editor Liu Qiang called.

Chu He narrowed his eyes and answered in a daze: "Editor, have you returned to Shanghai?"

"I've been back a long time ago, and I'm still busy in the editorial department. Mr. Chu, guess how many copies Jingdong Mall has sold?" Liu Qiang's voice trembled with excitement.

Chu He was so sleepy that he didn't even open his eyelids: "How much?"

"11.6 volumes! 300 million copies in twelve hours!" Liu Qiang almost shouted.

Chuhe was shocked, opened his eyes and said, "Really?"

"Really! Weibo's hot search No. 18 - the best-selling book in China after "The Three-Body Problem". Mr. Chu, this time, you are on fire!"

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