It's really not a bragging person!

Mo Zhuosi really likes that model, but unfortunately he emptyed his wallet and didn't even have enough money to pay 30% of the down payment.

Besides, I can only get a basic salary in the next six months!

After thinking about it, he felt that he had to open up a new way to make money.

Selling poetry?

If you follow the quotes you gave to yourself in the Literary Magazine in the Wentan Cup, 500 yuan per title, and 20 songs sold only 10,000 yuan, it would be too little.

Although the literati who wrote poems this year did not starve to death, they really couldn't make much money.

On the contrary, the novel market is currently very popular. It can be sold for money and published. With various copyright adaptations, it is not far from becoming rich.

When I got home at night, the phone rang before I could even sit on my hot butt.

"Zhuo Si, will you come out?"

The caller was a senior he met in school before. He met while playing basketball. Because both of them happened to work in the same city, they would come out to tear two bottles of beer from time to time.

"Okay!"

Mo Zhuosi happened to be in a good mood. After all, after establishing the column, his "identity" suddenly became different!

...

Noisy shouts.

A bustling commercial pedestrian street surrounded by various entertainment shops, private cinemas, and VR game shops.

"Boss, come with a hot and sour fish, and two more plates of peanuts!"

Yang Jinghui glanced at Mo Zhuosi and asked, "Will you drink some tonight?"

"Drink some!" Mo Zhuosi said to the clerk: "Come four bottles of Iceland, you need to be frozen!"

The clerk held a small notebook and repeated the comments: "Haole, four bottles of Icelandic beer, two plates of peanuts, and do you want a large or small portion of spicy and sour fish?"

"Big! I'm just hungry!" Yang Jinghui looked much more mature than in school, and his sweatshirt turned into a business suit.

With a bang, the two of them each opened a bottle of frozen beer.

Yang Jinghui had just come to get off work, and he pulled the buttons of his suit and murmured: "I almost started working with the leader today!"

Mo Zhuosi asked in surprise: "What's going on!"

He still knows Yang Jinghui's personality. He has been running business for three years and his temper is almost the same, so he rarely does this.

"Oh, don't mention it!"

"By the way, I heard that you defeated Wang Dongxue in the literary cup!" Yang Jinghui poured a glass of wine for the two of them.

Mo Zhuosi was in a good mood and was generous. He just drank a glass of wine to the end, then applied a handful of wine and said, "It's a coincidence!"

"This is not like your personality! I thought you could brag about this for two hours!" Yang Jinghui joked.

Mo Zhuosi's bragging personality is "very famous", and everyone knows it!

He touched his head awkwardly: "I have reformed now, and I am now low-key now!"

A puff!

Yang Jinghui couldn't help laughing, "I almost believed it. You used to be just blowing, but now you have all the expressions and movements."

"I..." Mo Zhuosi smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's not easy to be an honest person!"

"Stop it—! Don't show off, you are your own people!" Yang Jinghui raised his hand and smiled, picking up a peanut and biting it.

Mo Zhuosi calmly poured himself wine and scolded, "I really don't show off. No one believes it to the truth these days."

"Okay, I believe it! I believe it but it's not possible!" Yang Jinghui signaled himself to surrender.

"Tell you good news." Mo Zhuosi said proudly: "I will be the person in charge of the column soon!"

With a thud, Yang Jinghui's hand holding peanut froze.

He looked at Mo Zhuosi in shock and asked, "It's true!"

Column!

You can tell how awesome this is just by listening to the name!

Mo Zhuosi nodded and smiled: "Really!"

As soon as the words were finished, Yang Jinghui raised his hand and shouted: "Waiter, let's have another serving of green pepper beef, cold cucumber, and diced Kung Pao chicken!"

Mo Zhuosi was stunned and asked in surprise: "Can you finish eating so much?"

"I can't finish it and take it home! Anyway, you pay the bill!" Yang Jinghui said shamelessly.

Mo Zhuosi gave the other party a middle finger with contempt, grandma, this is to kill herself!

Yang Jinghui retorted: "Damn, you have a column now! If I had known this, I would have asked you to have dinner at the Yellow River Hotel next door, otherwise how could you be worthy of your value!"

Mo Zhuosi laughed and scolded: "I kicked you out with one kick and returned it to the Yellow River Hotel."

"Cut some meat! You've been promoted!"

Yang Jinghui smiled and shouted, and was also happy for him.

The two of them nagged for a few words, and the hot and sour fish was about the same heat, so they were ready to start eating!

It tastes so good that it is so spicy that it is sweating!

"Come on, let's go! It's useless to eat!" Yang Jinghui raised his wine glass.

Two people clinking glasses!

"It's just a column of poetry. The salary has not increased, so I can only get a minimum salary of half a year. After eating this meal, you can quit meat and eat vegetarian food!" Mo Zhuosi complained.

"No way?" Yang Jinghui frowned, looking disbelieving.

"Why are you lying to me? My criticism notices are all posted throughout the company." Mo Zhuosi said, biting his meat.

While the two were eating and drinking, Yang Jinghui said, "Do you have any powerful novelists or something in the literary cup?"

Mo Zhuosi's eyebrows moved slightly and asked, "Are you looking for a novelist?"

Yang Jinghui sighed and said, "I won't have a fight with my leader. I want to find a way to make contributions, otherwise it will be difficult to survive in the future!"

Mo Zhuosi didn't understand after listening for a long time, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the novelist!"

Yang Jinghui said with a stern face: "Our company has been preparing for a travel route from Singapore to China recently. We want to invite well-known writers to come back and write speeches and introductions. The main reason is that the boss wants to make a funny and relaxed documentary and wants to write someone who can write stories."

"I understand!" Mo Zhuosi nodded.

"How is it? Is there any introduction?" Yang Jinghui asked anxiously. After all, it is related to his career prospects.

Mo Zhuosi pointed at himself with a funny look, and then said, "There is a thing in front of you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the system popped up a prompt, almost costing his life for one year.

Mo Zhuosi was so scared that he had a cold sweat. He was used to bragging, but fortunately he stopped the car!

Yang Jinghui joked: "You are not a story-making person. You are a poem. If you write a novel to pick the champion of the new generation of writers, I will go back and pat my chest and criticize the leader here and say that my brother is a great writer, so I will cover me!"

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

Mo Zhuosi touched his nose and thought to himself, write a novel?

This may not be impossible!

It is said that if you read thousands of books, you will write like a god.

I have read a lot, and I just got the inspiration for ten minutes after getting the lottery, so it’s okay to try it.

Of course, he would definitely not write any documentary for Yang Jinghui for such a rare opportunity.

Besides, even if you write it yourself, others may not necessarily want it.

The two of them boasted and drank a few bottles of beer.

Mo Zhuosi didn't dare to drink too much now and kept controlling himself. If he started bragging after drinking too much, he didn't know if he could see the sun tomorrow.

After two hours, eat and drink!

When he got home, the first thing Mo Zhuosi did was to enter a few words on the search engine.

"How to write a book that is both profound and popular..."

Mo Zhuo thought about it, deleted all the words in the line and re-entered them.

"how"

"Write a book"
Chapter completed!