"Li Dong hasn't arrived yet?"

Lu Longjin's face looked bad. It's been a few hours since he found this person.

"Captain Lu, it should have arrived long ago, and I have notified it."

Needless to say, Li Dong didn't want to come, Lu Longjin understood it at once, and was angry, but he didn't scold him in the end. "Okay, I understand, let's have a meal first."

On the yard, Li Dong was pouring the prepared pot into the hot pot basin.

"The vegetables have been washed, where are they placed?" Shi Yan asked Li Dong with a smile.

"Leave it to me."

Huang Shengnan took Shi Yan's hand and washed the vegetables. Shi Yan was stunned for a moment and then smiled and said nothing.

"Huihui, stop watching, eat."

“It’s really pretty.”

Liu Hui smiled. "Teacher Li, why is this book not sold in Xinhua Bookstore?"

"Nothing is available."

Liu Hui is looking at the ordinary world placed on the bookshelf. The sales of this book are very poor. How good is it to cooperate with Li Dong in childhood? This guy doesn’t plan to release the third volume.

"Not purchased goods, why?"

"Maybe I think readers don't like it."

Speaking hello, Wu Mengguo and others took their seats. Apart from hot pot, other dishes had already been prepared, mainly seafood, and a few special dishes in southern Anhui. "Everyone uses chopsticks."

"It smells so good. Li Dong didn't expect that you are good at writing books and cooking, too."

"Not ordinary, don't eat politely."

"Li Dong, let's respect you."

Everyone raised their glasses and congratulated Li Dong on winning the grand prize.

"I really didn't expect that we could meet another great writer."

Wu Mengguo sighed.

"Who isn't?"

The other people also lamented that writers are not able to publish books casually now. Li Dong not only published them, but also won many awards abroad, which is amazing.

"Don't, those are just newspapers bragging about, they are all for attracting attention."

"This is not only our newspapers, but also reported in Japan, Hong Kong, and the United States."

"Guangzhou Daily translates the Japanese report."

"Really, Li Dong, are you very famous in Japan?"

"well enough."

"More than that, you don't know, I've inquired. Li Dong's new book Transformers is very popular in Japan and has won sales champions for many weeks." Wu Menglai said proudly. This was something he had spent a lot of effort to find out, and he even spent money to buy a few packs of cigarettes for this.

"That's amazing."

"No wonder that Dasun Wucilang invited you to Japan for a signing sale, and offered a sky-high price of 10,000 US dollars." Shi Yan looked admiring, and Huang Shengnan couldn't help but twist Li Dong.

Fortunately, no one noticed, Li Dong just waited to smile bitterly, and he talked to Shi Yan, it was useless, and the little girl admired him more and more.

"Ten thousand dollars?"

Liu Hui looked surprised.

"Li Dong didn't agree."

Liu Hui looked puzzled, "There are ten thousand dollars, why didn't you agree? Li Dong smiled and said nothing, so stop talking about this, "Eat food."

Well, I don’t want to say it, but Liu Hui didn’t ask, but was surprised that Li Dong was popular in Japan. Unfortunately, Li Dong’s reputation in China seems to be much worse than that in Japan.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

"Who will come here?"

I was eating and chatting hot, and I remembered the sound of knocking on the door.

"I'll go open the door."

Huang Shengnan stood up and was the hostess after all.

"Sister Jiang, why are you here?"

Huang Shengnan opened the door and found Zhang Li's secretary Jiang Xiaowen. "Come in quickly and have a meal."

"have eaten."

There is something wrong with Jiang Xiaowen coming over. Why did Zhang Li receive a call from Beijing? George and Mary called me. "Want to send reporters to interview Li Dong?"

"Yes, there are reporters from newspapers, and there may be reporters from TV stations."

“On TV?”

It’s not easy to go on TV now. Last time Nanjing TV made a documentary, the whole Hanzhuang was in full swing. This time it was not Nanjing TV, but CCTV. This guy is different.

"By the way, there is still good news."

Jiang Xiaowen said with a smile. "China Radio and Television plans to broadcast Li Dong's new book, the ordinary world."

"When will my book be played?"

“Tonight at 7 o’clock.”

Li Dong looked speechless. This guy didn't inform him at all. He started broadcasting now. Let's make a fuss. The copyright fee is gone. "This one is broadcasting if you haven't asked. It's not good."

"Li Dong, isn't this a good thing?"

Liu Hui and others thought this was an honor. China Radio Station, which is something that people across the country can hear. It is a particularly glorious thing to be able to broadcast their own books on it.

Why did Li Dong look a little unwilling? Li Dong just felt that he didn't inform him and forgot it. Now he said that these are useless.

"It's a good thing, it's a bit unexpected."

What else can Li Dong say? As for the reporter's interview, he was not surprised. He was so disturbed that Japan was so exaggerating. Forget it, it was reprinted by Guangzhou Daily.

I think the newspapers in Beijing will definitely reprint them, and of course I will also come to interview Li Dong.

"Besides this, there's something else."

Jiang Xiaowen said with a smile. "This is also a great joy."

"The Chinese Writers Association calls over and adds you to the member of the Chinese Writers Association."

Li Dong muttered, what a happy event, it's just a false reputation.

These people didn't inform me one by one, what is the use of adding members?

"real?"

Huang Shengnan was very happy when he heard this, and Jiang Xiaowen said with a smile. "Manager Zhang said that, and I heard that if Li Dong was not too young, he might have become the vice president of the Writers Association."

“This is impossible.”

Just kidding, Li Dong waved his hand. "Sister Zhang said too exaggeratedly."

"That's not necessarily the case. Anhui Province may really do this."

Wu Mengguo said with a smile. "You won the international award."

"This can't be done."

Li Dong felt that he was still young and could not even find out if he was a member of the committee, but why did he really give him a leader? However, when he remembered last year's conference of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, he was ridiculed a lot because of the ordinary world publishing.

"Not to say this, this is a meal."

Later, I went back to Donghe Hotel, and Lu Longjin found himself and had something to do. "Xiaowen, go back and tell Sister Zhang that I will go back to Donghe Hotel in the afternoon. Leader Lu Long Jinlu has something to ask me for, so I'll go there later."

"Do you need me to drive you there?"

"No, wait and see the winners and the others."

There are too many people on Li Dong's side, so everyone plans to drive the container truck back.

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon that Li Dong and his team returned to Donghe Hotel, just in time for everyone to go out.

"Teacher Li, you are back."

"I have read your book, and I have written it right."

"Teacher Li, can you sign me?"

What a good guy, the participants from several central provinces and cities, saw Li Dong's enthusiasm, which made Li Dong a little overwhelmed. He didn't know many people at all, and this guy made a fuss.

"Okay, thank you."

If you have to sign the autograph, you will definitely sign it, otherwise you will seem too arrogant. The books you bought are all red sorghum or magazines. You don’t see the ordinary world. The sales volume is so poor, no wonder it stopped in childhood.

"Forget it, stop if you stop."

The third volume is just right to find another publishing house, Li Dong sighed. "Wei Dong, Wei Guo, why don't you go out and stroll in the afternoon and go to the park to have fun."
To be continued...