The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 286, dreams are dreams, dreams are not dreams (please subscribe!)

  Du Shuangling suddenly opened his eyes and held someone's big hand with both hands: "Someone is knocking on the door."

"Um."

   Zhang Xuan stretched his wrist to check the time.

  10:13

   It's so late, who would bother?

   Wouldn't it be Zou Qingzhu and Wenhui?

   But these two girls are usually very interesting, and they usually don't come down too late.

   The two let go, sorted out the speed, turned on the TV, and Zhang Xuan also got up to open the door.

  The door opened, a little surprised, it turned out to be Zhou Rong.

   followed by Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu.

   Across the door, Zhou Rong glanced at him quickly and asked with a smile, "I didn't disturb your rest."

Um?

   So polite?

   Zhang Xuan glanced at Wen Hui, thoughtfully, then stepped aside:

   "No, we are watching TV. Auntie comes in and sits."

   Zhou Rong walked into the room calmly, looked around, and then sat down and chatted with Du Shuangling.

  Zhang Xuan poured a cup of herbal tea for a few people, and sat on a separate sofa beside him, talking with him.

  The four women have been together in the Shanghai stock market for more than a month, and they are already very familiar with each other, and they don’t speak too politely.

   As for Zhang Xuan, as an old fried dough stick, his face is quite thick. .

   Not to mention four women, even if there are four hundred, that can also be achieved without blushing and heartbeat.

  Unless Mijian pulls himself up.

  Unless Wenhui wraps her fingers softly like in a dream, she can't move like a mountain.

   In other words, a dream is a dream.

   In reality, can Wen Hui really be as hard and soft as in the dream, making people linger and forget to return?

With these thoughts in mind, Zhang Xuan glanced at Wenhui without a trace.

  Wenhui seemed to sense his gaze, her small mouth pouted slightly, and she drank herbal tea with her head down, without looking at him.

   Sin! sin!

   This old man really didn't mean it, he couldn't control his eyes.

   is not unfamiliar, and the five of them chatted for a while about the study and life of college students.

   When he felt that the atmosphere was almost over, Zhou Rong took out two books from his bag, two "lurking".

   said to Zhang Xuan, "March, you have long admired your name, and you can sign it for me."

   Zhang Xuan was taken aback.

  Du Shuangling was also taken aback for a moment, and then there was a look of joy in her eyes.

  Zou Qingzhu's eyes wandered between Zhang Xuan and Zhou Rong several times, obviously very surprised. She had been to Wenhui's house and knew that Wenhui's family conditions were very unusual.

   Only Wen Hui was not surprised, she seemed to have long known the temperament of her own mother.

  Although he was stunned, the response was quite quick, Zhang Xuan hurriedly greeted him warmly, signed his name, and attached a few beautiful words.

   Looking at the signature and the beautiful words, Zhou Rong smiled and stood by his side and sighed, "This handwriting is really good."

   Of course he wrote well. He has practiced calligraphy all his life in his previous life. Could it be bad? The proud Zhang Xuan said humbly:

   "It's hard to wait for the elegant hall, which made my aunt laugh."

   Zhou Rong held the book in both hands and read the signature carefully. When he was about to close the book, he asked Zhang Xuan curiously:

   "In March, the newspapers said that your new book was hitting the Mao Dun Literature Prize, is that true?"

   Feeling the four pairs of warm eyes, Zhang Xuan nodded: "It is true, but it may not be successful."

   Zhou Rong really admired: "Whether it is successful or not, you are already amazing."

   Zhang Xuan smiled politely and didn't answer.

   After a few more words, seeing that it was getting late, Zhou Rong also said goodbye with discernment.

  The third floor, go back to the bedroom.

   After taking a shower, Wen Hui came to the bed and asked Zhou Rong, who was reading by the bedside, "Mom, are you hiding something from me?"

   Zhou Rong asked back, "Why did you say that?"

  Wen Hui put a pillow behind her back, leaned against the head of the bed, and said, "If it's just an autograph, I'll do it. There's no need for you to come here in person."

   Zhou Rong put down the book and looked at his daughter: "Do you think that I cut the price, or that I will easily destroy the reciprocal relationship between your friends?"

  Wen Hui looked into Zhou Rong's eyes and said, "None of them. My intuition tells me that you have other goals."

   Mother and daughter looked at each other for a while…

   Zhou Rong smiled, so he briefly said that the old man asked Lin Yuansheng to buy the "hidden" manuscript.

   Lin Lin told her: "With Zhang Xuan's new book rushing for awards, his time to hide behind the scenes is running out, and sooner or later it will be exposed.

   Your little uncle will definitely find you then. "

  Wen Hui replied: "So you are setting the stage for today, even if the business is not benevolent and righteous at that time?"

   Zhou Rong stretched out his arms and hugged his daughter: "Yes, look, mothers love their daughters so much, then you don't have to be embarrassed."

  Wenhui smiled and said nothing.

  The master bedroom on the third floor is chatting, and the master bedroom on the second floor is also chatting.

   Seeing Shuangling staring at him so eagerly, Zhang Xuan blinked: "Isn't it just signing my name, it's not a big deal.

  Don't engage in personality worship, or family law will serve you. "

  Du Shuangling hooked his mouth: "What family law?"

   Zhang Xuan's eyes wandered over her recklessly: "What family method, do you want to try it?"

  Du Shuangling stared at him with bright eyes. Unusually, she twisted her body and said, "Come on, I'm like this anyway, and I'm afraid you won't succeed."

   Hey, this girl!

   Zhang Xuan was too lazy to speak, so he deceived himself.

  The next day, the sky was high and the air was clear, with white clouds lingering, it was a sunny day.

  The South Gate of Zhongda University. After sending Wen Tuyuan and Zhou Rong into the car, Zhang Xuan followed the three girls for a walk in the campus.

   Finally returned to the study.

  I can't help it. Although I don't write manuscripts for the time being, there is one thing that has been pressing for too long and needs to be solved.

   That is Qian Shili's civil aviation plan.

   To be honest, Zhang Xuan is very interested in the civil aviation industry, but he is definitely not willing to let him invest heavily.

   He is not stupid.

  Civil aviation is an asset-heavy industry after all, and the return on investment is far less than that of the Internet and real estate. It must not be played as an important industry for itself.

   At most, a start-up fund is invested because of hobbies and interests. Whether the follow-up can be successful or not, and what kind of development it will become, depends on Qian Shili's ability, and he has to rely on Qian Shili to toss.

  If Qian Shili has great ability, he will benefit more.

  If Qian Shili is a Zhao Kuo-type talent, he can only talk about soldiers on paper, but his eyes are high and low, then it is nothing to him, at most the first investment is just wasted.

   Try for his own interests and hobbies, and he can still accept it.

   As a human being, he can also afford it.

  Find out the planning book, Zhang Xuan opened it, read page by page, read it carefully, read it carefully, and ponder it over and over again.

   One day passed like this.

   In the evening, Zhang Xuan called and asked Qian Shili: "I read the plan, it's very good. How much start-up capital do you need?"

   Qian Shili has been waiting for this call since Zhang Xuan took away the planning book last time.

  Because Zhang Xuan didn't reply for a long time, Qian Shili had given up hope. Later, Lao Deng put a stack of newspapers in front of him and pointed to a news report and said:

   "This kid Zhang Xuan is March in the newspaper. He is now a big celebrity, a big writer, and a big billionaire. I've been very busy recently, and I don't have time to take care of your shit.

  You wait a little longer, wait a little longer, when Zhang Xuan is free, he should reply to you. "

   Hearing Zhang Xuan's straightforward question, Qian Shili, who had been prepared, immediately said: "Time is tight, if we want to do it, we need to make it bigger. It probably needs 2 million start-up capital, and I will find a way to make up 400,000."

  Zhang Xuan understood: "No problem, I'll come for the remaining 1.6 million. You have to prepare all the materials first. After I come back from home, let's meet and have a drink and have a good talk."

   "Okay, I'll wait for your news."

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