After wearing the book, the richest man became my diehard fan

"Wen Zong? Why are you here?" Zhou Hongzhuang was surprised when he saw Wen Zong, "There is also Dong Miao, which is really strange."

"What's so strange?" Miao Wenjin raised her eyebrows, "Young Master Zhou forgot what our company does? But Young Master Zhou is busy with work, so why do you have time to attend such a small party?"

Wen Zong glanced at Miao Wenjin in surprise, the yin and yang in the other party's tone should not be too obvious.

Zhou Hongzhuang let out a "spit" in his heart, and sure enough, those who were familiar with Tan Jingyao were not good things.

"He is my reader and was invited to participate in the event." The beautiful woman in a red dress took a step forward, "Miao Dong, long time no see."

"It's been a while." Miao Wenjin smiled in the spring breeze.

Wen Zong watched them go back and forth like this, he saw everyone's superficial skills in his eyes, and he really didn't smile.

"Let me introduce you." Although I don't know what the relationship between Wen Zong and Tan Jingyao is, it is definitely not a simple friendship to let the other party put down their arrogance and come to him in person to sign a contract, so Miao Wenjin spontaneously stood up to Wen Zong. Zong here, "This is Ms. Nan, the mainstay of the Marysu Literature Channel of the Green River Novel Website."

"This is Cong Cong, the author of "Extravagant"."

As soon as Miao Wenjin finished speaking, before Ms. Nan showed anything, Zhou Hongzhuang exploded first.

"You are the author of "Extravagant"?!"

"Is there any problem?" Wen Zong felt inexplicably happy when he saw the expression on the other side's face that he hadn't expected.

"...You!" Zhou Hongzhuang didn't know what to say, so he turned his head away.

Miss Nan walked up to Wen Zong, and held out her hand politely: "Hi, I'm Miss Nan, I've admired your name for a long time."

"Hello." Wen Zong nodded slightly instead of shaking hands, and the other party was not worried, and took his hand back.

"I'll see you at the event later." Ms. Nan smiled, stepped on the red high-heeled shoes "da da" and walked away, Zhou Hongzhuang followed up.

"So he likes this style." Miao Wenjin stroked the stubble on her chin thoughtfully.

Wen Zong said "Yes": "It turns out that he likes to read Mary Su's novels, so it doesn't go well with him."

"Pfft, it's not a match." Miao Wenjin thought it was funny, "Miss Nan doesn't match him either."

Wen Zong glanced at him, thinking that this person was quite interesting, and didn't mean to refuse him to go with him.

When the two appeared side by side in the banquet hall on the top floor of the hotel, they suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.Appearance is the first priority, followed by Miao Wenjin's identity.

There are many film and television cooperation between Wenjin Media and Lujiang Novel Website, and some authors even have long-term cooperation with Wenjin Media on film and television copyright. Ms. Nan who just greeted Miao Wenjin is one of them.It's just that in the past year, Ms. Nan has probably encountered a bottleneck period, and there has been no effective update, which has led to a long-term interruption of the cooperation between Wenjin Media and her.

It is not that Miao Wenjin has attended this kind of offline activities of the Lujiang Novel website in the past, but every time he attended, it was because of the finalization of a relatively important IP contract that he would show his face to support the author. Satisfied the face of the co-author.

Today, Wen Zong, who came in with Miao Wenjin, naturally became the center of everyone's discussion.

"That is the author of "Extravagant"?"

"Damn it, beauty! I can do it!"

"Why do I think he looks familiar?"

"Miao Dong actually accompanied me here in person, it's not a small show."

"So it's not unreasonable to say that the one mentioned in the previous forum was praised."

"It's so beautiful, it's unreasonable if no one praises it!"

Wen Zong has heard everyone's discussion about him, but he is more concerned about whether the "richest man" has come. However, he scanned around the scene, but he didn't see that person appear.

Miao Wenjin noticed his actions and asked him, "Are you looking for someone?"

"...No." Wen Zong didn't intend to admit it.

Miao Wenjin snorted, but said nothing.

The offline activity process of the Lujiang Novel website is relatively simple. First, the person in charge of the website will make a speech, and will summarize the achievements of the website this year, highlighting some outstanding works, and then invite the representative of the author to make a speech, and the representative of the reader to make a speech. A speech, even after the process is over, the longest and most important part is when everyone eats, drinks, and chats to broaden interpersonal relationships.

Wen Zong had been thinking about the "richest man" all the time, he was absent-minded, and didn't listen much, not to mention that when the person in charge of the website mentioned "Extravagant" and the author's obedience, he stood there and hardly responded.

In the eyes of others, this kind of feedback became aloof. For a while, more people whispered.

"It looks easy to get along with, why are you so cold?"

"Yeah, I also find it very difficult to get along with, and I haven't laughed until now."

"If I signed a ten million film and television, I would have died laughing."

"I said where I saw it, hot search, hot search!"

"what?"

"The heir of the Wen family! Wen Zong!"

"Damn, true or false? Let me see!"

"It's really him! My God..."

"These things... are too exaggerated, I really can't see such a person..."

"It's really knowing people, knowing their faces, but not their hearts."

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When Zhou Hongzhuang heard these people talking, he could hardly restrain the corners of his mouth from flying to the back of his head.

Look, everyone doesn't care about the truth, they just watch it as a scene, so public opinion is so easily incited.

Wen Zong pursed his lips, pretending not to hear.

This year's author's speech is quite old on the website. Although his grades are not the best, he is a very hard-working author. He speaks the truth and has a lot of reference value for writing. Wen Zong listened to it A little bit.

When it was time for readers to speak, Zhou Hongzhuang took the stage.

Wen Zong saw that when the other party stood on the stage, he threw a contemptuous look at him.

Wen Zong clenched his fists. He always adhered to the principle of "I will not be attacked if I am not attacked by others", but it does not mean that if someone stepped on his head, he would remain indifferent.

There is almost no description about Zhou Hongzhuang in the original text, but there is also a mention at the end of the novel, because in the novel, he later spent money to transfer to Wen Shan's major, with the purpose of chasing Wen Shan's roommate, but the other party did not I despise him.

With the help of Wen Shan, the roommate, Zhou Hongzhuang not only failed to catch up, but also had an embarrassing incident in the past, all of which were posted on the university forum, and he was directly killed by the embarrassing end.

That is, Zhou Hongzhuang had three girlfriends in high school, and the capsized boat was so ugly that he stepped on three boats, and was even recorded a video at that time.

Find a detective agency to investigate these, and you can get the video evidence in minutes. Wen Zong sneered, and decided to contact the detective agency to investigate immediately when he was free.

Zhou Hongzhuang's speech was not nutritious. He expressed his love for Ms. Nan throughout the article, almost writing the word "greedy" into the manuscript and reading it out.

Wen Zong lowered his head, staring at his toes boredly, thinking about how to deal with the WB hot search after Zhou Hongzhuang died.The public opinion has been fermented until now, and there is no first-hand control. It is useless to simply press the hot search, and he has never done such a thing, so he has no way to start.

He doesn't know anything about the inner workings of WB and the like, so he can only ask Tan Jingyao for help, and the only way to turn the matter around is to throw out the truth and let netizens understand it at a glance.

However, this matter involves a case investigated by the police, so not everything can be said, and it is really troublesome to consult the police for their opinions.

While Wen Zong was thinking about it, the routine process before the offline meeting had already been completed.

As the light music played, everyone drank and chatted, and began to socialize, some for the sake of publishing film and television in the future, and some for making more friends.

Wen Zong was taken by editor A Hua to meet with the person in charge of the website, and also with the editor who was in charge of film and television contracts.

Miao Wenjin leaned over very familiarly, and even treated Wen Zong as a friend, trying to say a few words with each other.

Wen Zong was not used to his familiarity, so he avoided his actions, finished chatting with the editors, and went to the corner alone to contact the detective agency.

Wen Zong's bid was not low, and the other party accepted the order immediately, saying that they would give back within two days at most, so he was relieved.

It's just that the "richest man" has never responded, which made Wen Zong very depressed.

[From Cong]: I am at the event site.

[Cong Cong]: Are you temporarily busy today, so you can't come?

However, there was no movement in the chat box.

Wen Zong suddenly began to worry, maybe there was an accident on the way the other party came, right?

Such a bad idea made him immediately call VX to the "richest man", but there was no answer there.

"Where are you waiting for the richest man?" Miao Wenjin walked up to him and asked casually.

"...you know him?" Wen Zong raised his head.

"We still know each other?" Miao Wenjin thought: I know Tan Jingyao, the decisive richest man in the shopping mall, not the "richest man" who stares at an author giving "braised pork ribs" every day on a novel website.

"He...why didn't he come? Is there something wrong?" Wen Zong's brows and eyes were full of undisguised worry.

Miao Wenjin took a deep look at him and said jokingly, "Why? Worried about him? Like him?"

"...Ask Mr. Miao about something serious. If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine." Wen Zong immediately turned cold, ignoring that the other party was the one who bought the rights to his novels and movies.

Miao Wenjin was amused by him, and finally said honestly: "He probably won't come today. He said that he has urgent matters to deal with at work. Although he said he will come when he catches up, I think...it's hard to say."

The total duration of the event was only three hours, and now one and a half hours have passed, and even if Tan Jingyao was already on the plane, he might not be able to catch up with the last one and a half hours.

"...Understood, thank you." Wen Zong thanked him, holding a cup of coconut milk, passed him unhappily, and went to the extended terrace outside alone.

Miao Wenjin shrugged, and when she was searching for food on the table, she heard a movement from the gate, and when she raised her head, she met Tan Jingyao's eyes.

Because of Tan Jingyao's appearance, there was a brief silence at the event site.Zhou Hongzhuang's jaw almost dropped in surprise, and he couldn't figure out why Tan Jingyao was here.

"Where's Wen Zong?" After Tan Jingyao came in, he glanced at Wen Zong and went straight to Miao Wenjin.

"Have you settled the matter?" Miao Wenjin was surprised.

"Things that were planned a long time ago were just a little unexpected and forced to be brought forward." Tan Jingyao never does anything he is not sure about.

"On the terrace, I heard that you didn't come, so I made a big face." Miao Wenjin stepped forward and patted Tan Jingyao on the shoulder, "I haven't seen you for a long time, hope to get out of the order, 'richest man'."

The author has something to say: Tan Jingyao: My appearance should be the coolest~

Wen Zong: Shall I hang a disco light ball for you?

Tan Jingyao: There is no need to...