57. Small fish cake, open!
After Lu Rong returned home, he quickly locked the door, turned on the computer, concentrated on making money, and drove out all kinds of troubles and warm winds in his mind.
According to the authorization contract he signed with the rotten girl at the banquet, he got all the documents of the rotten girl, packaged them and sent them to Lao Wang, and asked him, a great talent in Chinese, to search for and refine love sentences from Xiaohuangwen, and make a copy for the small fish cake tissue .
When Lao Wang saw it, he was shocked. It turned out that the person who had dinner with him tonight and married his daughter was such a young writer. It was so terrifying!
Old Wang: "What is this?!"
Lu Rong: "Pioneering love story."
Old Wang was furious: "This is not a pioneering love story at all! It's just... This is just a bosom friend style!" It's still the type of sexuality he won't read!
Lu Rong had expected this result a long time ago. Lao Wang claims to be the last heir of serious literature, and regards all popular works on the market as dung. If he knew that the rotten girl was writing pornographic novels, he would never be so polite to her at the dinner table.
Therefore, Lu Rong selectively withheld some information, so that Pharaoh could sincerely enter the state of licking the dog, so that the signing could go smoothly.
Now that the dust has settled and everything is done, it is impossible for Lao Wang to regret it any more.
Lu Rong: "This kind of literary theme is popular now."
Lao Wang: "This is fast food literature, fast food literature, full of blood, violence and pornography! I am so naive! I once questioned the General Administration, why should it promulgate so many laws to protect young people from the influence of pornography, gambling and drugs Cultural castration. Now, I finally see the farsightedness of the General Administration—damn, teenagers are already producing and selling pornography, gambling and drugs! It is urgent to save teenagers!"
Lu Rong: "..."
Lu Rong let out a deafening roar: "Old Wang, your literary dream was shattered when you left the newspaper office. You should be sober! Your dream now is to become the king of selling skewers in Chengnan High School!"
Lu Rong: "For this new dream, we need to find excellent slogans from these avant-garde love stories. The times are advancing, and Xiao Zhuqing knows the tastes and ideas of the younger generation. Aside from the main content, her words are still very good. Those with charm and mystery are suitable for dissemination.”
Lu Rong: "Didn't you say at the banquet that the society is not tolerant and open enough, so you need to take a bold step forward in literature? Think about it, Lao Wang, the General Administration does not allow publication. You advertised through the small fish cake napkin. For the sake of spreading, the significance of this move is so great that it may be printed in history textbooks hundreds of years later!"
Old Wang on the opposite side didn't respond for a long time, and he suddenly replied after a while: "Fuck!"
Lu Rong: "...?"
Old Wang: "I saw cpy!"
Old Wang: "Wow, so gay men belong to cpy?!"
Lu Rong: "..."
What is this sudden excitement
Lao Wang opened the door to the new century. The pioneering love story of the rotten girl is indeed advanced in literature, which drives him backward in thought and makes him start to reflect on himself.
As time passed, Pharaoh read one after another of Danmei high-h articles, and his eyes became brighter and brighter after he was drunk.
He reflected that his courtship was not going well, maybe because he was too narrow-minded before.
Along the way, he only thought about schoolgirls, Lin Chiling, housewives, divorced women, etc... Why didn't he think about men!
If he could also take men into consideration, wouldn't his chances of success be halved? !
After all, half of the world is women, and the other half is men!
With a large base, even with the same chance, the number of people who meet the right person can be doubled!
Wonderful!
Lu Rong discovered that Lao Wang had changed his social networking site information from heterosexual to bisexual while saying, "Then I'll do some research."
Lu Rong: "..."
He only wanted to make Lao Wang rich, but Lao Wang only wanted to be gay.
What a failure.
Lu Rong earnestly told Lao Wang not to be obsessed with the main content, not to forget the difficult mission, and to extract at least 50 usable words from the rotten girl's essay. We will meet at the school gate tomorrow morning, Lao Wang will go to grill skewers, and he will print napkins at the school gate.
After assigning homework to Lao Wang, Lu Rong went offline, finished his homework, and went back to sleep distraught.
At night, he dreamed of an indescribable night.
The spiritual pollution of the rotten girls and the cult nature that quickly spread to Lao Wang deeply stimulated Lu Rong, making his dreams full of 18x content.
He first dreamed that in the old castle, Ji Wenfeng, who was wearing a medieval aristocratic robe, invited him to practice double cultivation on a full moon night to summon the leader of the vampires;
After he refused, the scene changed to the basement, and Ji Wenfeng put him behind the bricks.
Ji Wenfeng: "In this way, you will always be in my collection~" He put on the last brick with a wicked smile.
The most terrifying thing is that after many centuries, his bones were dug up, rotting all over, but with a Hawaiian grass skirt tied around his waist.
Lu Rong suddenly jumped up from the bed, sweating profusely, cold sweat profusely: he is dead, and let him wear women's clothes! Ji Wenfeng is poisonous! ! ! !
Lu Rong pushed open the door, sneaked out of the house before Ji Wenfeng woke up, looked around, pushed out his beloved bicycle from the garage, got on and ran.
How far he wants to be from Ji Wenfeng.
The sky was gloomy, and there were few pedestrians on the street. Chen Yulian was about to open fire.
Suddenly there was a passionate sound of an electric motor in the distance, which attracted Chen Yulian to raise her head.
She saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, with shiny leather shoes and forehead, and wearing a pair of toad glasses in the dark sky. The tricycle drove towards her.
The cleaners on both sides gave way one after another.
Chen Yulian: "..."
Chen Yulian quickly lowered her head. Being well-informed, she felt that this might be a gang force transferring drugs. She silently scraped up the glutinous rice in the barrel with a rice shovel, pretending that she was busy wrapping rice balls and didn't notice anything.
But the electric tricycle climbed up the sidewalk and stopped firmly in front of her, just like a man's right leg was propped straight on the ground, with a thud, hitting the tip of her heart.
Chen Yulian couldn't help seeing the collar of the shirt with the big gold chain all the way from his thick calf.
The man gave a wicked smile and got out of the car. Shi Shiran lit the briquettes stove, spread out the flour workbench, spread out the surimi and flour, took out a pair of medical sterilized rubber gloves from his pocket, and flicked them on his wrists. .
This person is actually here to grill skewers!
Chen Yulian has ruled the land in the south of the city for thirteen years, and killed countless newcomers who wanted to get a piece of the pie from her. As for the old Wang last time, Chen Yulian used her diligence, quickness, assembly line work mode and despicable price reduction activities to force him out of the market!
But at this moment, Chen Yulian experienced a domineering aura from a newcomer whom she had never seen before!
This overbearing aura shocked her so much that she didn't dare to go forward and reprimand him for taking up about 30 centimeters of her space, and she only dared to secretly move the cart to the side.
The uncle selling pancakes beside him: "You..."
Chen Yulian yelled: "Go over!!!!"
Uncle: qaq...
The sky brightened quickly, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased. Those who wake up at this time are retired grandpas and grandmas who go to work. They are naturally enthusiastic and like to live in groups. They chat for half an hour to buy breakfast, and they have a deep bond with Chen Yulian.
Chen Yulian sold more than 20 rice cakes in one go, and the queue in front of the stall even held a small tea party.
While Chen Yulian was quickly packing rice, she glanced at her competitor who used to sell drugs and now sells skewers from the corner of her eye.
Seeing the man in meditation like an old monk, Shi Shiran put the minced fish into the flour dumpling, wrapped it up, flattened it, and put it into the oil pan with no expression on his face. Then he took out an old pocket watch from his suit pocket and started timing.
Chen Yulian: "...?"
The man looked at the pointer calmly, waited until the standard time, picked up the small fish cakes and put them on the drainer, and repeated the above steps.
Chen Yulian observed for a while, then secretly laughed.
Although he was full of qualifications, this man didn't sell a single pie.
Chen Yulian keenly discovered the problem of the other party's products: Whoever eats this kind of deep-fried flatbread early in the morning knows nothing about the breakfast market.
At this moment, a bicycle suddenly flew past Chen Yulian's field of vision. The boy on the bicycle was dripping with sweat, but his face was stern.
Chen Yulian was surprised: Is it time for the students to go to school
She looked at her watch, it was 6:20.
How did this little classmate lose weight? ! Do you love learning so much
Chen Yulian was wrapping the rice mechanically while keeping an eye on the boy.
The boy turned smoothly from the non-motorized vehicle lane, stretched his long legs onto the sidewalk, and stopped in front of the man in the suit.
Then, he untied a black-bottomed light plate from the side of the bicycle.
The man in the suit took it and hung it on the right handle of his electric tricycle, facing the school gate.
As soon as the switch is turned on, the light board lights up colorfully, and the audience is excited!
I saw three bright and dazzling characters in the middle: small fish cakes!
Chen Yulian was shocked!
Other vendors who made omelettes, pancakes, roasted corn and sweet potatoes, porridge, and deep-fried dough sticks were all shocked!
This man actually has a lamp
So scary!
The man in the suit handed the USB flash drive to the boy: "It's all in here."
Boy: "I'll go back as soon as I go."
As he spoke, he kicked his long legs and rushed to the printing shop that had just opened on the opposite side.
Chen Yulian: Sure enough, they are dealing in drugs! ! ! !
Ji Wenfeng sat in the Bentley, staring at Lu Rong who was queuing up for breakfast at the school gate.
There was a huge crowd of people in front of the breakfast stall.
Lao Song glanced at the young master from the rearview mirror: "The bicycle that the young master left in the underground garage is gone."
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
Lao Song: "He should go to school by bicycle."
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
Lao Song: "He didn't greet me beforehand."
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
Lao Song: "Young Master, do you want to apologize first or something..."
Ji Wenfeng glanced over fiercely, then got out of the car, and closed the door heavily.
With his schoolbag on one shoulder, he approached Lu Rong aggressively, wanting to ask him what was going on—why did he turn his face and deny anyone when he met his fake parents in a face-saving manner, asking for a beating? ? If this is placed in the world of adults, it will be 1818 Golden Eye.
Before he crossed the road, Lu Rong, who was thirty meters away, felt a gust of gay air blowing in his face, and the blind spy was Ji Wenfeng. Distraught, he suddenly turned his head and yelled, "Don't beat me!!!!"
Ji Wenfeng spun around on the soles of his feet, turned around and left, and walked into the school gate with a frosty face and an angry expression.
Get divorced today! ! ! !