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The two signed the contract and went out to eat.Ren Mingqing's shoelaces came loose on the stairs, and his legs and feet were inconvenient. Zhuang Mo squatted down to tie his shoelaces.Ren Mingqing was very grateful, very embarrassed, Zhuang Mo didn't respond, and looked back at the corridor.

Ren Mingqing followed his gaze: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Zhuang Mo had a feeling of being spied on, but considering that neither of them were public figures, whoever was so busy peeping at them didn't take it to heart.

When they returned to the restaurant, the dinner party was almost over, and everyone sat there chatting idly, and the two easily attracted the attention of a large number of people.

At first, it was because Zhuang Mo was so handsome that everyone knew he was a big shot, and then Ren Mingqing, who was walking beside him, was too inconspicuous. This combination of the disparity between the rich and the poor could easily arouse people's curiosity.The key point is that Zhuang Mo also took great care of Ren Mingqing. When walking, he held his arm and slowed down his pace to match his bad behavior. People couldn't help but wonder what Ren Mingqing came from.

When passing Keran's table, Ren Mingqing froze obviously, and instinctively did not want to sit there.

Zhuang Mo remembered what happened just now, and sipped his drink from the side.

He took Ren Mingqing to the table without introducing himself, and said with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard to come to the PEN meeting. It's hard work. I will toast you for our President Ren. Thank you for your support." drink up.

The young writers at the table showed embarrassment, and stole a glance at Ren Mingqing who was standing by, wondering how he could be Jingyu's boss.Seeing his wilted and shabby appearance, he didn't look like that, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Zhuang Mo finished drinking a glass, filled it himself, and smiled at everyone with a warm smile: "I don't know your pseudonyms yet, come on, let me introduce myself, one by one," he smiled, his eyes darkened, "Who are you?" Don't fall down either."

Zhuang Mo wrote down the authors one by one at the table, and then left with Ren Mingqing Shi Shiran.

Of course Ren Mingqing knew that Zhuang Mo was trying to vent his anger on her, but she didn't quite agree with his actions: "You scared them all - what do you want to do?"

"After these authors are signed, I won't do any of them." Zhuang Mo said lightly.

Ren Mingqing was taken aback: "Don't do this..."

"I invite them to come over as guests, and everyone does business in an amicable manner; they are good, they slap you in the face as soon as they come up, what is the difference from slapping me? Everyone is in the same industry, and you are still a senior. When you meet, you even have the most basic respect. None, so what else to talk about? Don’t talk about it.”

Ren Mingqing is kind by nature, and he will not wear small shoes just because others offend him. He is unwilling to do things that affect other people's future, so he hurriedly comforted Zhuang Mo: "Don't... I don't care, I'm not a big shot... ..."

Zhuang Mo: "You are our President Ren!"

Ren Mingqing: "...don't be joking."

"You signed the property sharing agreement, and half of Jingyu's equity in my hand will be yours. After the shareholders' meeting, I will also let you hold all the equity. You are Jingyu's major shareholder." Zhuang Mo said seriously.

Zhuang Mo and Xu Wei didn't deal with each other, trying to remove themselves from Jingyu as much as possible, lest Xu Wei take revenge on Jingyu because of him, so he planned to transfer all the shares under his name to Ren Mingqing, which was also regarded as a meeting gift for him.Anyway, they toss and turn all in and out of the same pocket, no difference.

Moreover, the personal brokerage contract that Ren Mingqing signed with him actually has nothing to do with Jingyu.But it's different if Ren Mingqing has Jingyu's equity in his hand. Jingyu dare not not support him. He has invested real money, and the resources will definitely favor him first.In the future, if Ren Mingqing becomes popular, he won't change jobs - Jingyu is his own company!For both parties, it is an extremely tight bundle of interests.

Of course Ren Mingqing didn't understand at all: "...Huh? I didn't notice..."

"Look carefully when signing the contract in the future, Mr. Ren."

Zhuang Mo yelled at Mr. Ren, making him feel embarrassed: "...Even if this is the case, there is no need to make things big. The author is our partner..."

Zhuang Mo asked: "If an author can't even be a human being, what kind of article should he write?"

"I know they are young and pampered, I wish I could stay away, and I don't have to play with them. If you bully other girls for such a trivial matter and ruin their future, that's not kind. Buddhism pays attention to Karma retribution, if they do something wrong, they will definitely suffer the consequences one day, we don't need to deliberately retaliate and form a bad relationship with them." Ren Mingqing doesn't want Zhuang Mo to be unkind to others because of him.

Although Zhuang Mo defended his shortcomings and held grudges, when he mentioned doing good deeds to Ren Mingqing, he immediately agreed: "Okay."

Looking back and thinking about it, he also found it ridiculous for Ren Mingqing.This group of people pushing out Ren Mingqing is like a group of Tian Tian sitting at the same table with him and wanting to unite to push him out.They are not authors of the same level, and they are mixed in different circles, which is meaningless.What resources does Ren Mingqing use?What resources do they have?Ren Mingqing will rise to the top sooner or later, so why should he care about these young people's attitudes.

It's just that he remembered all these people.After all, it was the author who offended him, and he couldn't pretend nothing happened. It was impossible to praise those who signed at his house, and it was impossible to help those who asked him.

From this point of view, Zhuang Mo's social principles are very clear: If you treat my wife with three points of courtesy, I respect you very much; if you offend my wife, then I will hold grudges crazily.

The two returned to the main table while talking.

When Xu Jingzhi saw Ren Mingqing, he asked him if the old man was okay.Knowing that he was homesick, Ren Mingqing reported to him carefully.Xuan Yuan, who was sitting on the side, thought to himself: Who is this sluggish, who has such a strong relationship with Xu Jingjing, looked up, and was stunned.

Ren Mingqing and Xu Jingzhi were chatting about homework, and noticed a scorching gaze sticking to him, and turned to look at him.

Their eyes met, Ren Mingqing's pupils shrank, his lips trembled slightly, and then he lowered his head.

Xuan Yuan realized that he did not admit the wrong person, and looked away in shame, but he still mustered up the courage to stand up: "Come out."

Everyone at the table fell silent.

Zhuang Mo looked at Ren Mingqing, then at Xuanyuan, quite surprised: "What? You two know each other?"

Xuan Yuan stood by the table, staring at Ren Mingqing with burning eyes.

Zhuang Mo felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was not right: "Is there anything you want to talk about alone? Can't we talk about it here?"

As soon as the words fell, Ren Mingqing also stood up with his hands on the table.

"We have some things to settle in private." He said this to Zhuang Mo, and then left behind Xuanyuan.

Zhuang Mo and Tian Tian looked at each other.

Tian Tian: "Look what I'm doing! I don't know anything!"

When Ren Mingqing walked outside the venue, Xuan Yuan was standing in the corridor smoking a cigar.Five years have changed this man a lot. He put on an Armani suit, a Patek Philippe watch, combed back his hair, and his shoulders seem to have widened. If it weren't for his still conceited and evasive eyes, Ren Mingqing It is almost impossible to connect him with the hysterical long-haired youth back then.

Xuanyuan heard his footsteps, turned his head and glanced at him slightly: "Did you write an update yesterday?"

Ren Mingqing was a little surprised: "Well... I wrote it."

Xuanyuan said vaguely, "Show me", took out his phone and added his WeChat.Ren Mingqing sent him the manuscript, and he sat down on the steps and read it carefully.In the corridor at the end of summer, the boss of Hongan sat on the floor with his long legs open, no longer caring about his expensive Armani, and throwing away his Cuban cigars.

Xuan Yuan finished reading, put away his phone, looked at the green shades not far away, and chatted with him about the continuation: "At that time, the surname Shen told me that he was looking for someone to continue writing "The Great and Poor Chronicle". I don’t think this is possible. Later, when I read the article, I thought it was you.”

Because he dreamed about Ren Mingqing.

He dreamed of the hurt and helpless eyes of the boy he left in the hospital five years ago.