Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 25

early morning.

After morning exercises as usual, Fang Yi washed away his stinky sweat.

Breakfast is white rice porridge, accompanied by fried golden egg pancakes and small pickles, which is absolutely superb.

After breakfast, Fang Yi went back to the room and started to write the outline of the third to eighth parts of “Ghost Blowing the Lantern” with a pen.

There is no proof in words, and the outline of the remaining six parts is even more convincing.

The outline was written much faster than the main text, and it took less than three hours to get everything done.

I glanced at the time on the alarm clock, ten o’clock.

Fang Yi figured it out, and the time was just right to go out at this point.

It takes half an hour to ride a bike from the anchor chain factory community to Dingmao Road.

After all, I made an appointment with someone to talk about the contract at 11 o’clock, and he couldn’t really pinch it. Unless you are really busy, in the eyes of the other party, this is a sign of disrespect and carelessness.

For his first pot of gold, Fang Yi didn’t want any surprises.

After cleaning up, he went out with the manuscript and outline of “Ghost Blowing Lantern”.

…

Youlan Cafe was very famous in Jiangzhen City, because it was the first coffee shop in Jiangzhen City.

When it opened, many citizens went to watch, wanting to see what a foreign coffee shop looked like.

It is a landmark place in Jiangzhen City, and the environment of the coffee shop is also more suitable for contract negotiations. Simply Fang Yi made an appointment here.

Half an hour later, Fang Yi rode his bicycle to the Youlan Café.

I parked the car and opened the door of the coffee shop.

Comfortable!

At this time, there are no people in the cafe.

Think about it, just a cup of coffee with a starting price of 20, ordinary people can’t afford it.

After ordering a glass of orange juice, Fang Yi found a seat by the window.

After a few minutes, he saw through the floor-to-ceiling glass a Santana with Shanghai A license plate slowly parked outside the store.

Immediately afterwards, a man and a woman pushed the car door.

The man was about 35 years old, dressed in a suit, and his hair was meticulously combed. It should be Yang Zhen, the editor-in-chief of Hongyan Publishing who contacted him yesterday.

And that woman, dressed somewhat casually, with these petty bourgeoisie, she was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, she was not pretty, but she was full of books.

The two walked into the coffee shop one after the other, and after scanning a circle, they finally set their eyes on Fang Yi.

No way, the entire cafe on the first floor, apart from the waiter, only Fang Yi is left as a guest.

“Maybe I haven’t come yet, let’s sit for a while!” the woman suggested.

Yang Zhen didn’t answer. Seeing Fang Yi looking at them with a faint smile, he stepped forward and asked in an uncertain tone: “Mr. Fang Dayong?”

“Good morning, Editor-in-Chief Yang, Fang Dayong is my pen name, and my name is Fang Yi.”

Fang Yi stood up, smiled and stretched out his hand.

The two shook hands, and Yang Zhen was slightly surprised and said, “To be honest, Mr. Fang is much younger than I thought.”

At this time, the woman also walked over and couldn’t believe her: “You are Fang Dayong?”

In her impression, the author of “Ghost Blowing the Lantern” should be a middle-aged man with eyes, seemingly unsmiling, but in fact witty and humorous.

No matter how bad it is, there are still thirty years old.

Mainly because of the folk culture in many places in the novel, as well as the concise and sophisticated writing style, the author does not look like a young man.

“Who is this?”

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Zhen suspiciously.

Upon seeing this, Yang Zhen introduced: “Oh, this is Ms. Li Jie from the editorial department of Rongshuxia Literature Network. She is a fan of yours. I learned that I am coming to Jiangzhen today, and I came with me.”

Oh baby Annie!

This is a representative of petty-bourgeois essays, Guo Xiaosi is a loyal fan of her, and his writing styles are all imitated from her.

At first, Guo Xiaosi even went to the company under the banyan tree deliberately in order to witness the idol.

“Order yourself what you want to drink, don’t be polite.”

Fang Yi greeted them and sat down, not acting like a high school graduate at all.

After sitting down, Li Jie still stared at him.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yi couldn’t help but smile and said, “What? Feel that the human setting in my mind has collapsed?”

“Yeah! It’s hard to accept. I thought it was an uncle, but I didn’t expect it to be a younger brother.” Li Jie sighed.

Fang Yi:? ? ?

younger brother?

I TM took it out…

Forget it, the beauty is not high, and the age is too old, not worth it!

At this moment, Yang Zhen glanced at the thick manuscript on Fang Yi’s left hand and said, “Mr. Fang, are these all manuscripts?”

“Yes!”

Fang Yi said, handing over the manuscript, “The handwritten manuscripts of the first two parts, plus the outline of the last six parts!”

When he heard the outline of the last six parts, Yang Zhen’s eyes flashed with joy.

If there is an outline, it is guaranteed. Even if Fang Yi doesn’t write it by the time, you can still use the outline to find someone else to ghostwrite.

“Mr. Fang, do you mind if I take a look now?” Yang Zhen asked with a smile.

“random!”

Fang Yi was anxious for him to watch.

Fang Yi didn’t worry about the quality of “Ghost Blowing the Lantern”. The more Yang Zhen watched it, the easier it would be to talk about the price.

Li Jie’s eyes lit up when he heard that it was the first two manuscripts.

She wanted to see it too, but due to the occasion, she finally resisted it. Instead, he turned his head and talked to Fang Yi, “Mr. Fang, how do you know so much about folk culture and knowledge?”

If the other party is an old professor, that’s all.

But the other party is a young man who looks no more than 20 years old, which makes her very curious.

Although Baidu’s search engine was officially launched this year, it is completely different from later generations. There is no Baidu Encyclopedia, and no Baidu knows. You can only search the website. In this age, access to knowledge is very scarce.

“Because my ancestors touched Captain Jin!” Fang Yi forced his laughter and said nonsense seriously.

God TM touched the golden captain!

Seeing his serious expression, Li Jie couldn’t tell for a moment whether he was joking or serious. .