When the book is sent, it is sent.

Zhao Mo didn’t really pay much attention, that is, the printing house sent him a hundred copies each.

As for him, several people in the company sent a circle, and sent each set to Luo Shiheng

, thinking that his father also liked to read, and mailed another set to his father.

In the following time, in addition to writing the investment plan of the video platform, he held meetings with Wu Nan and several platform leaders.

In the next two months, he plans to focus on the platform, and as for the Condor , he can only shoot it again in August.

What he didn’t know was that his father and mother had already bought several sets of books.

Although his parents are afraid of disturbing his work, calling him is not diligent, but his Weibo, parents have been paying attention.

Seeing him promoting his new book, Dad is still very relieved.

He was also a pseudo-literati, and once thought about becoming a literary scholar, but three meals a day wiped out his dreams.

Now, it seems that his son wants his son to inherit his father’s business, which is a great thing.

I wanted to buy it early in the morning, but I was kicked up by my wife in the middle of the night.

Fifty copies were bought for each set, and the two divided them at home.

Grandpa wants to give, uncle wants to give, uncle wants to give, colleagues in the company want to give, and in the end, it is not enough.

No way, Dad had to run to the bookstore again, and as a result… Gone.

I ran several times in a row, and the reply was the same.

He didn’t know how he got home, Zhao’s mother saw him return empty-handed, Ben was a little unhappy

, but seeing that her husband was like a fool, he would laugh from time to time, and she realized the problem.

“Sold out, our son’s books are sold out, supply exceeds demand!”

Mother Zhao also reacted for a long time, and patted her husband and said: “You are resting at home, I will buy some food, and I will accompany you to drink at noon.” Dad

Zhao was at home, picked up a stone book and began to read.

Until Mama Zhao came back, he never returned to his senses.

“What’s wrong?”

“Is this really written by our son?”

Mother Zhao became nervous when she heard him ask like this, and her voice trembled: “The sentence doesn’t make sense, and the writing is very poor?”

After asking, I found that my husband’s mood was even more wrong, and

then tears actually appeared in the corners of my eyes.

“What’s wrong with you, you said it.”

Dad Zhao looked up at his wife without blinking, and

said in a sincere tone that he had never had before: “Wife, you have given birth to a good son, our family’s ancestral grave is smoking, and our family is going to be a literary hero.” ”

Mother Zhao is confused, the three words of literary artist are not enough weight, and she actually uses the word literary hero?

“Really good?”

“You are also a veteran college student, see for yourself.”

So, the two didn’t want to cook anymore, and the old mother held the stone and looked at it.

It took a full two hours before she looked up and asked, “Is this really written by our son?”

Dad Zhao scratched his head and said: “I’m also doubting, I heard that Xing often finds someone to ghostwrite, you say that Xiao Mo’s level

, he will…” “What nonsense are you talking about, our son, our son has been diligent and studious since he was a child, showing a strong literary talent

, you don’t remember the essay he wrote, my mother, how much sincerity and touching he wrote…” Father

Zhao’s face kept twitching, he remembered that the composition seemed to have been written by his son in the fourth grade,

There are four grammatical errors, a total of 600 words of composition, and there are actually 13 typos.

“How about you call him and ask him?”

After the old mother praised for a while, she also became weak.

When the phone called, Zhao Mo replied: “Shiji, who can write for you?” ”

In fact, what Zhao Mo wants to say is, who can ghostwrite besides Lao Cao?

Dad Zhao paused in his heart, yes, who can ghostwrite this kind of strange work?

With such a level, do you still bother to ghostwrite for others?

That’s right!

“Wife, you can blow it, it was written by our son himself.”

Mama Zhao’s mobile phone is already in her hand.

“Hey, big brother, Xiao Mo messed around, wrote two books, yes, I can’t buy it now, yes, I don’t know what’s going on, all bookstores are sold out

, I still ah, Xiao Mo sent a few copies, okay, I’ll let Zhiguo send it to you in the afternoon.”

Zhao Zhiguo heard that his nose was crooked, and it was clear that he had lined up to buy it, but his son said that he would send it to himself, and this is not yet there.

He was despising his wife’s words when his phone suddenly rang.

“President Luo, you are still busy this weekend, what are your instructions?

Books! Hey, he wrote nonsense, he learned to walk away without learning to climb, and I haven’t been to the phone to criticize him.

What, the leader recommended?

Yes, yes, I’ll send you now, and three or four copies, yes, I’ll take them all.

Mr. Luo, don’t boast…” Hanging

up the phone, he said to his wife with a longing face:

“The leader above spoke, recommended Shiji, and said that our family Xiaomo is the pride of the city.”

“Really, how did the original words boast?”

Dad Zhao: ……

……

Within the company, Zhao Mo found that the whole atmosphere seemed to be a little problematic.

The way everyone looked at him seemed to be very different from the past.

Zhao Mo originally thought that it was because of the two books that they understood that in fact, their boss was a very talented person.

When he met Ah Lang, he gave Zhao Mo a thumbs up and said, “President Zhao, you are really powerful.”

Then there was Xiao Zeng, who said to him: “President Zhao, you are my idol, and I will also write the girl’s name into the song in the future.”

Ah Ling said next to him: “President Zhao, why don’t you have a sister Yaya, aren’t you angry like this?” ”

Zhao Mo is a little confused, what the hell?

Then Li Qin stopped him and said a little depressed: “Boss, am I really not as beautiful as Xiao Lin Chang?”

“You’re better than her…, no, you’re different types, you’re more in line with me…, no, what are you struggling with this for?”

Li Qin’s face turned red, whispered that it was okay, and then left.

Then he saw Xiao Lin, and after seeing him, he ran away with a puff of smoke.

“Sister Gu, what’s wrong today, why is it not normal?”

Gu Jing said angrily: “I think you are not normal, I know that you have an idea when you see Xiao Lin at first sight, right?”

You are also quite romantic, in order to confess, the heroine of the stone is directly written as Xiaolin.

Zhao Mo was stunned, and then scratched his head, sure enough, this matter is really difficult to explain.

“It’s two different things with Xiao Lin, the heroine Lin Daiyu, taking the eyebrows like Dai, Yan Ruyu, there are many metaphors, and the verdict behind is also smooth

, in short, you have to believe me, it has nothing to do with Xiao Lin Mao.”

“Really?”

“You help me explain it to Xiao Lin, this matter is troublesome, when I wrote the stone note, you also knew that Xiao Lin had not yet come.”

Gu Jing nodded slightly, this thing was too coincidental, the first time she saw Zhao Mo write a stone note, it seemed to be the night Xiao Lin came to trade.



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