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"It's still a writer's level. I used this sentence, and it's my inscription, that's right, the epitaph!"

Zhang Xiaoman next to him quickly reminded: "Father, it's a motto, and the epitaph is engraved after death."

There was silence, and then a burst of laughter broke out.

Zhang Ganzi snapped his eyes a few times: "It's okay, it's used anyway. When you're alive, use this as your motto, and when you're dead, use it as your epitaph!"

This time, everyone didn't laugh anymore, but looked at Zhang Ganzi with some respect.

Liu Qingshan was also very uneasy: Isn't this the power of literature?

"It's a worthwhile trip, it's so touching!"

Lu Xiaofeng was also deeply infected, her eyes were all red.

After she decided to go back, she must write a report to promote such a meaningful event.

Among the crowd, a childish voice suddenly sounded:

"I want to be a writer when I grow up!"

I saw Er Mangzi waving his little arms and shouting excitedly.

The other children were also infected, and they all yelled: "Yes, we all want to be writers!"

The old branch secretary was also very pleased, and gently stroked Er Mangzi's little head with his hand:

"Good kid, I've really grown up, study hard, and in the future, like Writer Lu, I will write good books that are loved by ordinary people!"

Ah!

Er Mangzi nodded vigorously: "I still have to make a lot of money!"

Everyone was taken aback for a while, and then laughed together in good faith. They all understand now: writers are also human beings, and they also need money.

In less than half an hour, the simple and plain awards ceremony was over.

However, the impact on the folks in Jiapigou is extremely profound. They have witnessed the power of literature together.

The most influential ones are the children, and a precious seed is planted in their hearts.

Sooner or later, it will take root and sprout and grow into a towering tree.

Everyone gathered in the compound of the team headquarters, unwilling to leave for a long time. Taking this opportunity, Yang Hongying also had something to announce, so she stood in front of the microphone and tapped a few times.

"Haha, the bride has something to say, everyone listen." Someone yelled.

Yang Hongying's pretty face blushed slightly, and she bowed first: "Thank you everyone for attending our wedding yesterday, and there are so many people who have given away money, Hongqi and I are deeply grateful."

"However, there are a few foreign friends who have a relatively large amount of gift, and we deserve it."

"So I discussed with Hongqi and decided to donate the money to the nursing home in our town to improve the lives of the elderly. Thank you, I'm done."

After bowing again, Yang Hongying hurriedly stepped down from the stage.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they didn't know who took the lead in applauding. Soon, the applause rang out.

Zhang Ganzi was so envious, he yelled, "After two days, my wife will have a baby. If you take eggs or something to breastfeed, I will donate all of them to the nursing home..."

Just as he was talking, he saw the captain's aunt running over in a hurry:

"Gaozi, you are still talking nonsense, your wife is about to give birth!"

As soon as Zhang Ganzi heard this, he turned around and ran away, shouting as he ran, "I'm going to be a father again, don't forget to get your milk."

Why is Chapter 5 so enthusiastic?

The Jiapigou Literary Award ended successfully amidst laughter, and the leaders of the county's Culture and Sports Bureau followed suit.

Fortunately, the food at noon was good, and everyone was blushing from drinking, so it was a worthwhile trip.

On the way back, several people were still talking about it, mainly around the 5 yuan bonus.

The next day, the news in the county reported on the incident, but it didn't cause too much trouble. Bishui County was still too small.

Three days later, Songjiang Daily also made a comprehensive report on the Jiapigou Literary Award, especially the 5 yuan bonus, which was a special book.

I don't know how it happened, the provincial newspaper reprinted this news, and then this matter finally started to ferment.

Youth Daily was the first to publish a commentator's article: Big Reward for Xiaoshan Village.

All of a sudden, it caused an uproar, and various reports and comments flooded in like a tide.

That is to say, there were no hot searches at that time, otherwise, it would definitely continue to rank first.

Gradually, public opinion formed two voices: one expressed support, thinking that writers created spiritual wealth and should be rewarded heavily.

The other one thinks that the prize money is too much. The Mao Dun Literature Award is only a few thousand yuan. You are a small mountain village, and the prize money is even higher than many literature prizes. Do you have the qualifications?

Those who hold this kind of view are mainly organizations such as the Writers Association, and there are some famous writers among them. The reason is probably envy and hatred in all likelihood.

In the literary world, there has never been a shortage of people who fight each other.

The outside world is full of noise, but Jiapigou is calm. Everyone is still busy every day, and the small days are full and peaceful.

As for Writer Lu, together with Gao Wenxue, each occupied a desk, kept their ears to the outside world, and devoted themselves to writing.

On the other side of the family, 2 yuan has been remitted, and the wife is asked to pay off the foreign debt first.

Debt-free and light-weight, and three meals a day here are decent, no need to eat steamed buns or pickles, Writer Lu devotes himself to creation.

That is, every morning and evening, I have to drink more than half a bowl of soup and medicine. Although the medicine is very bitter, Writer Lu enjoys it.

That's because, in the decoction, there is a lot of love and care.

Liu Qingshan also sent Victor away, and told him to form an excellent translation team.

All the expenses will be paid out of his royalties.

After seeing off all relatives and friends, Liu Qingshan went up the mountain again after finishing his busy work.

He knew that after entering university, he would only be able to come back during winter and summer vacations, so he cherished the free time he had now.

But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, so it's impossible to hide in the mountains.

First, Chen Dongfang hurriedly approached Shangshan and talked about the acquisition of the shares of the island businessman.

Chen Dongfang talked with Fujita Masaichi, and they actually raised the price from 300 million to 150 million.

But the other party's request is: they only need Japanese yen for this money.

Even if it was 150 million, according to the current exchange rate, it would be more than 1 million yen. Chen Dongfang would never be able to afford this amount.

Of course, if you can’t get cash, you can use materials to pay for it, such as coal and oil, which are still needed by the island country, but the exchange ratio is a bit at a loss, which is almost 300 million.

Chen Dongfang also knew that the other party was trying to make things difficult, so he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed: "These guys have no sincerity at all. They know that foreign exchange is difficult to obtain, so they just want to manipulate us."

He only regretted that he was blind at the beginning, so why did he cooperate with the islanders?

When cooperating, those who bow and salute seem to be a state of etiquette.

As a result, he doesn't handle personnel affairs, and under his humble appearance, there is a wolfish ambition hidden.

Seeing that Chen Dongfang was really pissed off, Liu Qingshan poured him a bowl of crude tea:

"Brother Chen, drink a bowl of tea first, it's made by my master, clear your heart and get rid of the fire."

Chen Dongfang raised his eyes and saw that Liu Qingshan was calm and composed. This kind of demeanor was beyond his reach.

He also couldn't help but move in his heart: "Qingshan, don't you have foreign exchange in your hand?"

Liu Qingshan nodded: "There are indeed some US dollars, which Xiao Wu earned on Hong Kong Island last month."

"how many?"

"It looks like about 300 million."

Chen Dongfang suddenly felt refreshed, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, the heat in his heart dissipated immediately:

"Hahaha, Qingshan, you still have the ability, brother, I am completely convinced!"

He is really convinced, he is still making a small amount of money in the country, and others have already gone out to make a lot of money, which is really incomparable.

What is Xiao Wu's ability? He knew it since he was a child. Even Xiao Wu can earn millions of dollars. What if it was him?

Chen Dongfang felt that joining Liu Qingshan's team was definitely the most correct choice in his life.

"However, this money is used to carry out Longteng's overseas trade, so it cannot be moved."

Liu Qingshan quickly poured a basin of cold water on Chen Dongfang, which made his heart feel cold.

"Can you embezzle part of it first? One-third is enough." Chen Dongfang didn't give up.

Liu Qingshan spread his hands with a smile: "Anyway, you will be the general manager of Longteng in the future, you can figure it out."

Chen Dongfang was also very helpless. Of course he knew that if international trade was to start, the amount of funds needed would be very large, and the money obviously could not be embezzled.

"Qingshan, you have to think of a way. You can't just watch the islanders take away millions of supplies from us, right?" Chen Dongfang also looked heartbroken.

Materials worth several million yuan are really incredible at the moment. Take coal as an example, it costs less than 20 yuan a ton, 300 million yuan. How much coal can be exchanged?

Seeing that Chen Dongfang was really anxious, Liu Qingshan stopped joking with him: "Although there are no US dollars, it seems that the yen can still be scraped together."

"Qingshan, you are not joking again, are you?"

Chen Dongfang was fooled by Liu Qingshan's twists and turns, he was a little nervous and couldn't believe it.

Liu Qingshan also looked at him a little funny, perhaps only in front of the most trustworthy people, Chen Dongfang would show such a side, in front of outsiders, he was always calm and confident.

So he stood up with a smile: "Let's go back to the village first, I'll call and ask, and I don't know if there can be [-] million yen."

In his mind, there should be no problem. It is the most prosperous era of the island country's bubble economy. The monthly salary of ordinary people is several million yen, and the annual salary is tens of millions of yen.

So [-] million yen sounds scary, but it’s actually not much.

Of course, this small number is relative. If it is placed on China's side where ten thousand households are scarce resources, it will be an astronomical figure.

The two returned to Jiapigou together, and then went to the brigade to make a call.

It happened to be noon, and the phone call to Wu Tong's apartment was successfully connected.

"Qingshan, have you received your admission letter yet? Which university will you be admitted to?"

On the other end of the phone, Wu Tong's excited voice came out.

During the period, there was a sound of "Isn't it a failure?" Needless to say, this must be He Mengfei.

Listening to the voices of these two girls, Liu Qingshan also felt very kind:

"How can it be so fast? It must be August. I will call you when the notice comes out."

"You and classmate Qingshanfei, are you doing well recently? Classmate Qingshanfei, haven't you let yourself go?"

The two girls giggled from the receiver, and then He Mengfei's voice came over:

"I want to report the good news to my boss. My manga has been published, and the sales volume is very good. In the first half of the year, the share is more than 2 million yen!"

"Haha, congratulations, I have made so much money, I have to rob the rich and help the poor, first take out [-] million."

"Boss, you really have a dark heart. Don't talk about it, I'm going to eat." He Mengfei acted like a little money fan.

Wu Tong's voice came from the phone again, introducing their current situation.

At present, a studio has been set up, and three manga assistants have been recruited, and the work of the two has become much easier.

And the income is also increasing. On the whole, both of them have developed well in the past year or so.

Liu Qingshan talked about the Japanese side's withdrawal of capital here, and Wu Tong of course agreed very readily.

However, they cannot transfer this money directly to the company where Fujita Masaichi works. In that case, the identities of Aoyama Kiri and Aoyama Hiroshi will be exposed prematurely, which is not good for their development.

Liu Qingshan asked Wu Tong to transfer the money to his overseas account, and then encouraged him a lot.

On the other end of the phone, He Mengfei's excited voice came again: "Boss, we will work hard and make more money from the little devil!"

Liu Qingshan also laughed a few times: "Not only to make money, this is only our primary goal, but also to pay attention to cultural output, this is not urgent, wait for another two years, after it is completely stable, and then carry out infiltration in this area."

"Student Qing Shanfei, you have a great historical mission on your shoulders, because your comics are read by children from the island country since they were young, and they are bound to influence generations after generations."

"Boss, you are really old and cunning."

He Mengfei was also joking, but he still admired Liu Qingshan's foresight.

After chatting for a few more words, the two sides ended the call. Liu Qingshan looked at Chen Dongfang next to him: "It's done, it's done."

Chen Dongfang still hadn't recovered, he was a little confused: when did he have business in the island country, and it seemed that it was not small, and he could easily spend [-] million yen.