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The old lady who sold the soda didn't know her, so she didn't dare to accept it.

"Today, the fourth and fifth of our family are entertaining guests. The two young ladies are rich. In the Asian Games Village, they invite tens of thousands of bottles of soda every day." Liu Qingshan said cheerfully.

The fourth little one became humble: "You can't say that. I started to provide boxed lunches with soft drinks, but later I couldn't afford them. I had to add sugar to the cold boiled water and drink sugar water instead."

"That's not bad, drinking sugar water is better than filling raw water."

Liu Qingshan was still praising, after all, the two little girls have limited funds, and it is commendable enough to be able to do this.

At this time, a voice came in: "Caifeng, and Shanxing, what did you do?"

I saw a middle-aged woman pushing a bicycle, standing outside the circle, her eyes lit up when she saw Liu Qingshan: "Comrade Liu Qingshan, hello, hello."

Liu Qingshan remembered that this was the teaching director of the attached middle school, but he forgot what his last name was.

"Hi, Director Liu." The fourth and fifth said hello quickly.

Only then did Liu Qingshan remember, and hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands: "Director Liu, it's time to get off work."

When the fourth and fifth children were sent to school, Director Liu received them and tested the two little girls.

Since then, Director Liu has been partial to the two little guys, especially since they have always been among the best in grades, Director Liu likes them even more.

Director Liu also knew that Liu Qingshan was selected as one of the top ten outstanding youths, so he was very polite:

"Just now I heard you talking about donating to the Asian Games. This is a hot topic now, and the school should set an example in this regard."

"No, no, Director, we're just joking around." Xiao Laosi waved his hands repeatedly, and she and Shan Xing had agreed that this matter would not be publicized.

Otherwise, it will be very troublesome.

Oh, Director Liu took a look at Xiao Lao Si, and decided in his heart that he would investigate secretly, just in case he found a typical one.

After bidding farewell to Director Liu and his classmates, Liu Qingshan and the others went home together.

When they got to the entrance of the alley, they shared some of the food and drinks they brought back with Zhang Xiaoman and his children.

"My brother is back!" At the door of the house, the fourth child yelled.

Then with a bang, Li Tieniu rushed out, still holding the child in his arms, the little boy was white and fat, with clear and black eyes, just like two little black beans.

Wu Tong saw that the child was rare, so he quickly hugged him. The little cow was not unfamiliar, and patted Wu Tong's face twice with his little hand, giggling happily.

Li Tieniu then hugged Liu Qingshan: "Little senior brother, I'm bored to death at home looking after my baby every day."

"Isn't it good to be a baby daddy?" Liu Qingshan patted him on the shoulder, and then saw his elder brother-in-law Gao Wenxue also coming out of the yard, followed by Writer Lu.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly greeted him, and Gao Wenxue pushed his glasses down with his hand: "Sanfeng, it's just in time for you to come back, let's discuss about donating to the Contradictory Literature Award."

"Then congratulations to brother-in-law and brother Wang first, your work must have won an award." Liu Qingshan's reaction was relatively quick, and he guessed right.

They participated in the third session, and they selected excellent literary works from [-] to [-].

However, the selection cycle is relatively long, and the specific list of winners was not determined until this year.

As for the awards, it will not be until March of [-].

Both Gao Wenxue and Lu Writer also smiled. Of course they were happy to win the award. After all, this is the highest award in the domestic literary circle.

What makes them even more happy is that they can use their overseas copyright income to make their own contributions to this award.

Including Liu Qingshan's manuscript fee, the three of them pooled 200 million US dollars at that time.

With this 200 million prize money, the prize money of the winners can be greatly increased.

You know, before this, the bonus was only 5000 yuan.

Now with this money, the bonus will start at least [-].

Everyone entered the house together, Tieniu's daughter-in-law, Xiao Cui'er, was cooking with Aunt Lu, Liu Qingshan asked, Uncle Lu and Old Mao'er, Mr. Uncle, haven't come back from Europe yet.

They are all precious cultural relics, Uncle Lu is worried, so he pulls the old hat as a bodyguard.

After lunch, Xiaocui rode her bicycle to work in Longteng Commercial Building. She had been doing internships with Hou San, mainly studying shopping mall management.

In the afternoon, the fourth child went to school, and Wu Tong was a little tired from flying, so he went back to the house to rest first.

Liu Qingshan didn't feel much about it, so he simply followed his elder brother-in-law and Writer Lu to the judging committee for the literary award.

The awards committee has an office here, which is actually a separate office at the Writers Association.

Liu Qingshan and the others drove here, Gao Wenxue and Gao Wenxue were familiar with the way, and directly knocked on the door of the office.

"Writer Lu, Writer Gao, welcome both of you." There were only two people in the room, and the middle-aged man in white half-sleeves got up to say hello.

"Teacher Meng, you are busy." Gao Wenxue said politely, and then introduced Liu Qingshan.

This Teacher Meng is not one of the sixteen judges, and is mainly responsible for daily affairs.

Teacher Meng also had a little impression of the name Liu Qingshan, but he was not very familiar with it, so he exchanged some pleasantries, thinking that he was also a young writer.

After everyone sat down and chatted for a while, Writer Lu cut to the chase. He took out a few checks from his bag and placed them on the table in front of Mr. Meng, then raised his glasses:

"Mr. Meng, this is some of our donations to the Literary Award. We hope to help more writers to create with peace of mind."

Writer Lu has a deep understanding. Since he won the Jiapigou Literature Award, his whole life has completely changed.

His body has also recovered, and there are more and more works, so he is really grateful.

I also hope that my experience can benefit more writers.

What does it mean?

That Teacher Meng was a little confused. After he saw the amount on the check, he jumped up from his chair. This time he was frightened.

200 million, or US dollars, is this fake?

8 Is Chapter [-] a penny?

It's no wonder that Mr. Meng is suspicious. You must know that this literary award was established based on the old man's last wish, with a contribution fee of 25 yuan.

But now, there is an extra 200 million US dollars, Teacher Meng is of course unbelievable.

Upon seeing this, Gao Wenxue smiled and said: "Mr. Meng, this money includes the royalties of the books published abroad by Brother Wang and I, but the big boss is Qingshan who also subsidizes his own manuscript fees."

Writer Lu nodded: "This money is all income from manuscript fees, so it can be regarded as not violating the old man's last wish back then."

Teacher Meng swallowed hard, and finally came to his senses, you know, it is 1990 now.

Although the term 1-yuan household has gradually faded away, few ordinary families can come up with a [-]-yuan deposit.

What's more, this is 200 million US dollars, tens of millions of Huaxia coins, even if it is not used for investment, but put in the bank to earn interest, there will be hundreds of thousands of income every year.

At this moment, the bank's savings interest, although it has been reduced, is still much higher than that of later generations.

This money, a clerk like Mr. Meng, can't make the decision no matter what.

After thinking about it, he decided that it would be better to call the judges, the amount of money was too scary.

There are sixteen judges this year, all of whom are respected old writers, and several of them belong to the Writers Association.Teacher Meng made a few phone calls.

After putting down the phone, Teacher Meng remembered one thing. He looked at the youngest Liu Qingshan with a strange look in his eyes: I just heard that this young writer is the boss?

Gao Xuexue also noticed it, so he smiled and said, "Qingshan's pseudonym abroad is Mountain."

Oh, Teacher Meng suddenly realized that he is also an insider, of course he has heard of this name, and heard that books are very popular in Europe and the United States, no wonder such a big hand.

After drinking a cup of tea, three old writers in their 70s and [-]s came in.

To Writer Lu and the others, these few were seniors, and they hurriedly stood up to greet them.

The leader is writer Liu Bai Yu, whose works have been selected as textbooks for middle and high schools many times, and his works have also been selected for this year.

Everyone shook hands first, and there were not enough chairs in the office after they were seated, so Liu Qingshan and Gao Wenxue, the three young ones, could only stand.

"How can this work? How can a great hero be punished to stand?" Writer Liu is over 70, and he still speaks very funny, so he asked someone to bring some more chairs from the office next door.

This time they all sat down, Writer Liu asked about the situation, and he also looked very relieved:

"From now on, it will be your young people's world. What's even more rare is that a few of you still have such a strong heart, which is really admirable."

"On behalf of the jury and the writers' group, I would like to thank the three."

The old gentleman stood up and bowed deeply to the three of Liu Qingshan.

"It can't be done, it can't be done." Liu Qingshan and the others hurriedly got up, Gao Wenxue and Writer Lu supported the old man from left to right.

Writer Liu laughed loudly: "It should. In this way, the influence of our literary award will definitely increase a lot."

After finishing speaking, he patted Gao Wenxue and Lu Writer on the shoulders: "This is the two of you who seem to be at a loss. You took out 200 million US dollars, but you can't get it back."

Everyone laughed together, and Writer Liu continued: "However, there is a way. You two work hard, try to win a few more literary awards, and you can return some of your books."

Hahaha, everyone had more fun. The old man was not simply humorous, but his words contained encouragement to the younger generation.

Afterwards, Writer Liu's eyes fell on Liu Qingshan again, and he felt a little troubled, not knowing how to reward this one?

Those works of others were published abroad, and they are really not well received in China.

And even if there are awards, they will definitely participate in international awards.

As for the bonus, let's forget about it. People really look down on this kind of bonus in China.

After thinking for a while, the old man's eyes lit up, and he said cheerfully to Liu Qingshan:

"Qingshan, you should write an application later. Although our Writers Association is a small family, after joining, it is an organized person after all."

Liu Qingshan really didn't have the idea of ​​joining the Writers Association or something.

But since it was the old man's kindness, he couldn't refuse, anyway, he just put up a name, so he smiled and nodded in agreement.

The following topics naturally started to talk about literary creation, Liu Qingshan didn't speak, and listened attentively there.

Writer Liu asked about the new works of Writer Lu and Gao Wenxue, and then talked about Writer Lu's World last year, which was selected for the Nobel Prize in Literature, but unfortunately, it failed to win in the end.

The old man couldn't help but feel a little bit sad, saying that this is the closest time in the Chinese literary world to the Nobel Prize, which is a pity.

"There is still hope this year, maybe it will be judged."

Liu Qingshan suddenly said that this year's situation is no better than last year's, and with the continuous fermentation of the past two years, Ordinary World's reputation in the international literary world is getting better and better.

"It's the best. This important task falls on the shoulders of you young people." Writer Liu said earnestly.

For such an important matter, there will naturally be a follow-up. The judging committee must contact the news media for publicity and reporting.

However, Liu Qingshan wasn't going to get involved in this kind of thing, but Gao Wenxue and Writer Lu ran faster, and went back to Jiapigou directly the next day.

The reporters couldn't find the right person to interview, so they could only report normally.

After resting for one night, Liu Qingshan sent Wu Tong to the company the next day, and 400 million US dollars was credited. The animation department of the company under the big tree can finally feel proud.

The Heart to Heart Art Troupe has just finished its European performance tour, and this time the tour was particularly successful, fulfilling the mission perfectly.

In the past, the singer's side went out to earn foreign exchange, and the animation department's side looked greedy. Now the two sides are finally equal.

So when the employees saw Wu Tong, their eyes were full of admiration and respect.

And Wu Tong also immediately entered the working state, and began to deploy and produce the animated film The Lion King.

Liu Qingshan turned around, and finally turned to Gao Lingfeng's office, only to see Song Xue and Boss Zhang were also there, settling accounts there.

"Bosses, Gong Xi Fa Cai."

After Liu Qingshan entered the door, he still did not forget to joke a few words.

"Boss Liu, you are the rich man, okay?"

Song Xue replied with a smile, the major shareholder of this company is of course Liu Qingshan.

Zhang Pengfei shook the calculator in his hand: "Youngest, the income from this European tour is not bad, and we at Beijing University can get more than 500 million US dollars."

Wei Bing also nodded with a smile: "I really envy the students of Peking University now. They are much better than us at that time. They have custom-made school uniforms and food subsidies."

"Come on, second brother, don't you feel that you are getting fat, your belly is getting bigger!" Liu Qingshan went over to pat Wei Bing's belly, making everyone laugh.

After joking for a while, Gao Lingfeng finally got to the point. The main issue was the distribution of this income. Needless to say, the Beijing University will share 30.00%.

There are more than 1000 million US dollars left, of course the actors will be rewarded, and a part of the remaining funds will be reserved as the company's development fund.

"By the way, how did Director Zhang's movie go?" Liu Qingshan asked.

This is the first film invested and shot by the company under the big tree, and the red lanterns are hung high.

"Director Zhang's crew has been filming at the Qiao Family Courtyard in Shanxi." Song Xue replied.

Liu Qingshan still attaches great importance to this movie, and plans to take it to the Oscars to try his luck at that time, what if he wins an award?