All-professional star system

Chapter 13 Coming Home, TV Show

"Okay, stop bickering, both of you." Zhang Manyun said, "Hao Ren, you have worked hard enough for the past two days, and there is nothing else to do now. Go back and rest."

"No, Sister Zhang, you should go back and rest. It's fine for me to have a vacation today. Besides, Xiaolei still has to go to school?" Li Wenjing pinched Hao Ren hard and turned to Zhang Manyun.

Zhang Manyun smiled and said, "It's okay, Xiaolei, I have arranged for him to live in school, and I have already greeted his teacher. Besides, Xiaoqian is also stable, and the matter is almost resolved. I feel at ease, so you can go back. I'm sorry to have delayed you for two days."

Seeing Zhang Manyun's persistence, Hao Ren didn't stay any longer, "Sister Zhang, we'll go back first, and we'll call if we need anything."

After Hao Ren left the hospital, Li Wenjing raised her hand and stroked the ends of her hair, "Are you going back or what are you planning to do?"

"It's almost noon now, let me treat you to a meal as an apology." Hao Ren looked at Li Wenjing who looked like a holy angel in the sun, wearing a milky white dress, and her flawless cheeks showed silk. Silky ruddy, her crystal-clear lips were as delicate and charming as roses.

Li Wenjing felt a little embarrassed when Hao Ren looked at her, "I won't go. Since Xiaoqian is fine, I'll go shopping with my best friend. It's rare to ask for leave."

Hao Ren looked a little disappointed as Li Wenjing got into the taxi, sighed, and took a taxi back.

Back in his den, Hao Ren lay down on the sofa, still comfortable at home, took out his cell phone and dialed Wang Qiming.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, I'm not busy."

"Yo, brother came out? You've made a lot of noise with this matter."

"Hehe, it's average, and thank you for calling the police."

"No, I didn't help much, you took care of it yourself, didn't you?" Wang Qiming said with admiration.

Hao Ren chatted with him for a few more words before hanging up the phone.I also called Director Li of the publishing house.

After 6 or 7 beeps, it was connected. "Director Li, you didn't delay your work, did you?"

"No, what's the delay, I'm bragging about your deeds to these little brats." Director Li's hearty laughter came from there, accompanied by the voices of some other people.

"Don't, I have nothing to brag about, and it's not something glorious."

"Why isn't it an honorable thing? Punish the bully for the confidante in anger, punch and kick the gangster to save the little girl, and many people on the Internet have made you an idol."

Hearing the seriousness in Director Li's voice, Hao Ren didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Director Li, what does it mean to become a beauty by being angry at the crown? Where did you hear the gossip?"

There was a burst of laughter from the other side of the phone, "Since someone posted the photo of the little girl's family on the Internet, many people said that you have taken a fancy to the little girl's mother and made up these two sentences. What do you think?"

Hao Ren said with a dark face, "It's not that good, Director Li, you don't believe this, do you?"

"Of course I don't believe it, hehe, but, if you don't have it now, it doesn't mean you won't have it in the future. I reserve my attitude." Director Li teased Hao Ren.

Hao Ren was a little helpless, "Director Li, stop teasing me and get down to business. Did you call the police station?"

"Hehe, I just made a phone call and asked a few questions. Didn't it help me? You are in control of your own situation. I'm busy."

"No, I still have to thank you. I don't have anything under control. I'm just holding on." Hao Ren said gratefully.

"Let's not talk about that, it's just trivial things, let's talk about the sales volume of the book, guess how much it sold?" Director Li said mysteriously.

"Uh, how much did you sell?" Hao Ren thought for a while, judging by the popularity of sales that day.

"100 million sets?"

"Brother, you are too unconfident. Let me tell you, there are a total of 300 million sets."

"No way, why are there so many?" Hao Ren was shocked, how many people bought it in the emperor?

"Not much, not much. Many universities in the imperial capital have bought them for their libraries, and many high school students have bought them, plus many from other places. This number is not too much." Director Li explained carefully.

"Also, now the bookstores in other places are also preparing to sell goods on a large scale, brother, maybe you will become a multi-millionaire if you are not careful this year, haha."

Hao Ren was in a good mood, "We are happy together, let's make a fortune together, haha."

"The specific sales in the early stage are being counted, and it will be this week. After waiting for my brother's money, the publisher will directly call the card." Director Li's voice came from the phone, showing a hint of envy.

People like them only get a bonus at most, and they also have a commission, but they are nothing compared to the author. It is like this in the system. They envy others, and others envy themselves. Director Li shook his head and dismissed this idea.

The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Hao Ren was walking around the house excitedly, accidentally accumulating so much money. Thinking about how hard it was when he just graduated, he had to pick the cheapest one even when he came out to rent a house. Now, we want to rent two , live in one set, watch in the other set, just go for a stroll if you have nothing to do.

No, no, Hao Ren shook his head, it seemed too superficial.In this way, Hao Ren's day passed in excitement.

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The next morning, Hao Ren's phone rang before he woke up.

Hao Ren picked it up in a daze and looked. The number was familiar. Isn't this the person who called last time and asked if he was familiar with the history of other dynasties?
"Hello? Hello, who are you?"

"Hi, Mr. Hao. I'm Yan Kuan from Imperial TV Station."

Hao Ren was puzzled, Yan Kuan didn't know him, "What do you want from me?"

"It's like this. Our channel has recently rectified a historical literature commentary column. I wonder if Mr. Hao is interested in participating?" The voice from the phone was serious.

"Um, looking for me? Don't you usually go to professors who study history and literature in various universities for this kind of program? Am I too young?" Hao Ren murmured a little. He used to watch this kind of program on TV often. I see, but some middle-aged professors were explaining there, why did I find myself this time.

Yan Kuan smiled wryly, "It's just that the professors we were looking for didn't respond well to the programs, so we wanted to change."

"Mr. Hao's [Those Things in the Ming Dynasty] is very well written, and the market response is also very good, so we want to invite you to join us. Of course, we need to discuss the details in person. What do you think?"

Hao Ren pondered for a while, and told history, no problem. There are so many famous programs in the previous life, and it would be absolutely shocking to pick out any one at random.

"Okay, what time, let's talk face to face."

"Well, let's take it at noon today, 10 o'clock in the morning, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)