Reborn business writer

Nanan also felt that his life plan was perfect: to become a god by writing essays, to buy a house and a car to support his wife.Such a life plan has an 80.00% chance of success, and he is heading down that road.

He thought, maybe he should adjust his mentality and get rid of the negative influence on him from the previous life.I have been reborn, have the youth and knowledge of the future that others can't ask for, why should I be afraid?

The conversation with Zhao Yancheng was very pleasant, and I felt that the other party should be a mature and stable person.At least it is much better than that "Unparalleled Under Heaven".

Homura: I hope you can change the company name.

Do it again: I will, are you an employee of Tiancheng Company?

It's no wonder that Nan asked such a question, it's hard for this person to be so obsessed with Tian Cheng not to think of that aspect.

Zhao Chengyan was also straightforward, and he replied: Yes.

Nan Nan breathed a sigh of relief when he got the answer, but couldn't help but say something redundant: I think it's better for you to leave Tiancheng as soon as possible.

Zhao Chengyan stopped drinking coffee, raised his eyebrows, and typed: Why?

Let's do it again: Tiancheng is actually Zhao's company, Zhao's internal struggle is fierce, and Tiancheng's is also in chaos.

Yan: How do you know about the struggle within the Zhao family?

Zhao Chengyan understood the Zhao family's competition mechanism, and they were indeed fighting fiercely now, but they hadn't surfaced yet.Zhao's internal division is divided into two forces, the new school and the old school. The old school is more conservative and does not want to get involved in the relatively high-end technology sector, but only hopes to be solid in the physical manufacturing industry; while the new school is interested in new industries such as finance and insurance. , but because of risk issues, there has been considerable internal controversy.

Zhao Chengyan is currently hovering in the middle, more inclined to the old school, and has been engaged in trade, hotels, and medicine.

Nan Nan thought to himself, isn't this troublesome?After hesitating for a moment, he said: I just said it casually, don't worry about it.

Afraid that the other party would force him to ask questions, Nan Nan, who was not good at lying and would feel guilty when he lied, said hurriedly: I have something to do, so I will go offline first.

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly closed the penguin.

Zhao Chengyan stared at the screen for a second, he was let go?

But he quickly realized that in the Internet world, everyone's real identity would be erased, and then he was relieved.It's just that he was a little displeased with being treated respectfully.

Then when Nan went online, Zhao Chengyan was thrown out of the sky. He was still thinking about the new concept of composition, and finally decided to use the sub-narrative style after deliberation.The theme of this article is mainly to praise silent love and family affection, which is not new, but a little innovative in terms of genre.Because he considers that the teacher who grades the papers receives a lot of articles every day and is prone to fatigue. Only articles that are eye-catching are easier to attract attention.Besides, Nan Nan thinks that the current writing style can't compete with many geniuses.It has to be said that writing depends on talent, some people just can speak well, write easily, and have full and sincere feelings.Nan Nan is not a talented person, he relies entirely on hard work to write, and the pile of reading notes and excerpts is an example.

The source of inspiration for the so-called sub-narrative style is Bian Zhilin's "Broken Chapter", and he decided to use a variety of visual descriptions.The formed text is roughly as follows:

Female: Write about yourself from a female perspective, Barabara.

Man: Write from a man's point of view that he silently likes women and other things blah blah blah.

Tree: From the perspective of a tree, write about the things that a man and a woman actually miss but love each other, blah blah.

Birds: Write about what happens in the homes and schools of men and women from the perspective of birds, blah blah.

As above...

The perspective is changing from small to large, from one person to multiple people. Of course, there must be a connection between them, otherwise it will fall apart and become a real "prose".Of course, it is enough to have a surprising ending at the end, which is enough to lift people's spirits.

The theme is determined, the pig's trotters are determined, and the writing is like diarrhea.After three hours, it was done. Nanan checked it twice, and then saved it in the computer.

Check it out the next day to see if there are any changes.Nan Nan's habit is such a mess, write a pile and save it, and then wait until the next day to check the plot and typos. According to him, there may be some problems that could not be picked out in the code the day before, and the head will be broken after the next day. It will be more sober and more objective.So he has a big problem with writing: he writes very slowly.

"Nan Nan, cook and eat by yourself. Mom is going out." The mother suddenly put her head in and said.Nanan said yes, and the mother left.

He had heard such a conversation several times, it was the prelude to his mother going to play mahjong.My mother seems to be lucky recently, she may have won money, and her face is full of red.

However, not long after my mother left, someone knocked on the door.Nan Nan went out to open the door, only to find his aunt standing at the door brightly.The little fat man is also beside her, oh, actually he is no longer the little fat man.God sometimes dotes on certain people, and always gives things to a specific person over and over again. The little fat man who was originally round like a ball was bestowed with more fat by God, and now he grows even rounder Even fatter, his eyes are sunken in the flesh when he smiles.Seeing Nan, he raised his hand and called, "The Snot King."

Nan Nan blushed suddenly. When he was a child, he often caught colds. There were two streams of snot hanging from his nostrils all the year round. He was jokingly called the Snot King.Now that he has grown up, and Nan Nan is much more mature and stable than other children of the same age, no one will call him that anymore, only this little fat man calls him by his nickname when they meet each other.Ever since he asked someone to kneel down to pay New Year's greetings to him during the Spring Festival that year, Nan Nan and him have never been at odds, and have always treated him coldly.But probably the more arrogant he is, the more the little fat man likes to tease him, and even the children of his grandfather's relatives also tease him.They suddenly threw the small firecrackers called "cleaning firecrackers" over, or suddenly pointed the flower tube at him when setting off fireworks, and laughed at Nan Nan's embarrassing dodge.

Once they took advantage of Nan Nan not paying attention and put the lit firecrackers in Nan Nan's pocket. Nan Nan was reading a book when the pocket exploded with a bang.Fortunately, the clothes were thick, and Na Nan only suffered a little pain and was not injured. However, when such a thing happened suddenly during the process of concentrating, Na Nan's face turned pale with fright.

From then on, Nan Nan's dislike for the little fat man rose to loathing, and he also loathed the bunch of children around him.After being bullied by children, he hated children from the bottom of his heart. He felt that children were innocent and evil. He would cry when he met him, and he would be bullied miserably. He would even make up lies and even use Dangerous objects hurt others with a smile on their faces.

Nan Nan was thrown out of the psychological shadow by the firecrackers thrown by them. He would be nervous when he heard the sound of firecrackers, and he would even be nervous when he heard the explosion of balloons. He covered himself tightly and shivered inside.

A person who has been reborn will suffer from such a strange problem, one can imagine how much the little fat man and those children went too far.Perhaps, there is also the reason why Nan Nan's mental state was unstable after his rebirth.Occasionally, he would be in a state of inexplicable fear. He was afraid that if he closed his eyes and opened them again, everything would return to the way it was.He even suspected that he had actually become a vegetable after being hit by a car, and that this world was a spiritual world created by himself, in fact, everything was fake.

He really hopes to have a precedent like his own, and he can discuss and talk to each other.Like a patient suffering from a strange disease, he posted posts on weird forums on the Internet, discussed past and present lives, Buddhism and Taoism with some weird guys, and even tried to use science to explain the strangeness of rebirth.

Yet... no explanation, and no one like him.

He is special, and his rebirth is bizarre and eerie.

In such a situation where he could not even be sure of his own existence, he felt very insecure.However, no one would believe him when he said such a thing, and others didn't like to listen to his neurotic remarks.So, Nan didn't say anything.

From the outside, no one knew that this child was actually very psychologically problematic.

Nanan didn't like the little fat man very much, and didn't want to hear his name, but at the dinner table, his parents often talked about his aunt's family affairs, with an envious tone.Uncle is the director, that's a great official!Usually at that time, Nan Nan would pick up the rice without saying a word, and when he was done, he would leave.

Auntie has never been to Nan's house before. What is the reason for coming from a long way this time?

Nan Nan was only stunned for a moment, then quickly invited the two into the room.Necessary etiquette is a must.

"Where's your mother?" Auntie frowned as soon as she entered the room and looked around.

"She has something to go out." Nan Nan hurriedly went to the kettle, picked up a cup and poured a glass of water for the aunt, and the aunt over there hesitated to sit on the dilapidated and dirty sofa.

"When are you coming back?"

"It will probably take a long time, I'll call her." Nan Nan put the water glass in front of his aunt and turned to make a call, not noticing the frown of his aunt staring at the glass.This mug...looks worn out and old and dirty!This room is also the same. I heard that the second sister is not well married, so it turns out that she can't get on the stage.She didn't want to stay for a second.

"No need!" She stood up and said coldly, the little fat man was looking around curiously, and had no time to harass Nan.

"Huh?" Na Nan just dialed the number of the mahjong hall below the community, and was taken aback when he heard such words.

"Tell your mother, don't take the money I gave to my parents in the future! You have been married for so many years, even the son has grown up, and he is shameless to use the money I gave to my parents! I am really embarrassed to have such a sister." Feel ashamed!" Auntie spit out harsh words from her beautiful lips, Nan Nan was stunned for a second before remembering that she didn't hang up the phone.He hastily hung up the phone.

"I heard that you are in a key high school? How are your grades?" My aunt asked again.

Nan Nan could only answer truthfully, "Barely..."

"Look, you also know that you don't talk to people during the Chinese New Year, and you like to read novels on the sidelines. At first glance, you are worthless! Let me warn you first, don't come to me if you can't get along in the future, and don't say that I am Your aunt, I won't give you a penny! Did you hear that?"

Probably because she has been an official wife for a long time, she always speaks with a domineering vigor.Nan Nan didn't come back to his senses, he just stood aside blankly.The little fat man made a grimace at him and stuck out his tongue.Nan Nan finally came back to his senses, and his anger surged from the bottom of his heart to his hair. He really wanted to straighten his chest and say back, but when he thought that his mother would indeed go back to ask his grandmother for money every year, and he basically lived on the money, he retorted. Words cannot be spoken.He could only lower his head and say, "Yes."

Auntie expressed satisfaction with Nan Nan's low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. She walked away on high heels, and the little fat man followed her and said, "Mom, I want to go to Shanghai to play."

"Hey, I'll take you there next time."

As the sound faded away, Nan Nan clenched his fists and kicked the sofa hard, feeling a little better in his heart.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside the open door, and then the mother's figure appeared at the door, she looked around, "I heard that someone came to quarrel?"

Nanan shook his head.

The mother breathed a sigh of relief, "What happened?"

Nan Nan was silent for a moment, then said, "Auntie is here."

"Really?" The mother was surprised and delighted, looking left and right, "Where is she?"

"gone."

"Leaving?!" The mother's voice was raised, "How could it be so fast? Did you not treat people well?"

"I have." Nan Nan pointed to the untouched glass of water.

"What did she say?" The mother asked anxiously.

Nan Nan glanced at the nervous mother, turned around and walked into the room, and the moment she closed the door, she said, "She told you not to ask grandma for money anymore."

The mother was stunned in the living room.

The author has something to say: Keke, don't complain, everyone.The style of this new concept is a copy of a high-scoring essay in my high school days.Of course, Cucumber participated in the New Concept Composition Contest and wrote very well, and then... let's not talk, and crawled away...

Hey hey hey, you guys can't bully me like this, ah ah ah ah ah ah, is it because JJ smoked you that you can't comment?

PS: The original text of "Broken Chapter": You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs.The bright moon adorns your windows, and you adorn other people's dreams.