Dead after eight years [rebirth]

Cheng Nan still didn't understand the relationship between being brave and being alive, but Cheng Shuibei met Zhang Ci'an's eyes, just like what he saw when he chased after Linjiang Bieyuan that day to persuade people not to repeat their studies, mysterious and profound .

No matter what age he is, Professor Zhang is an elusive person.

In addition to the sweater, Cheng Nan picked out a baseball uniform by himself, and Cheng Shuibei went to pay for it, but it only cost 60 yuan, which was about the same as what he usually paid for a cup of coffee.

Cheng Shuibei randomly took some autumn clothes for himself, put them in a red plastic bag and let Cheng Nan hold them.

"You guys go back first, I'm going to see someone." Cheng Shuibei waved goodbye to his brother, but was stopped by Zhang Ci'an with a puzzled face: "Who?"

Why do you have to talk to your "ex-husband" when you see someone?The corner of Cheng Shuibei's mouth curled up, and he went around Zhang Cian: "Is it okay, you, hurry back and do your homework!"

When they were far away, Cheng Shuibei looked up to the sky and laughed heartily.

It's really cool to see Zhang Ci'an deflated!

He did make an appointment to meet.

At this moment, he still has in his pocket the 100 yuan that Cheng Wenqiu gave him to buy clothes before he came. Cheng Shuibei doesn't plan to use the money his father gave him. He doesn't have much money on him, but there is a newsstand, so he has some savings after all. .

It's just that this savings is not enough to cure his father's illness, so Cheng Shuibei has to work harder.

And Zhang Ci'an's changes are not something he should care about, Cheng Shuibei reminds himself all the time.

He began to plan his own plan to make money. What to do in 2005 was the most profitable. With the soles of his feet, he knew that it was easiest to invest money in a prosperous industry in the future, or buy a house and wait to make money.But Cheng Shuibei didn't have any money, not even an ID card. Even if he had money, no one would ask him to invest in it, unless that person was taken advantage of.

Unfortunately, Cheng Shuibei really just met one.

So Cheng Shuibei called Boss Zhou yesterday to make an appointment to meet tonight, but he was delayed in buying clothes just now, so he didn't know if he was late.

Sure enough, when Xiao Cheng ran all the way to the cafe, Zhou Xingzhan had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Hey, Boss Zhou, I've been waiting for a long time!" Cheng Shuibei's ability to speak humanely when meeting people and flattering words to the boss has been perfected.After all, it would be easier for Zhou Xingzan to do what he wanted to do.

Zhou Xingzhan regards Cheng Shuibei as a confidant who understands his dreams, and warmly pulls Xiao Cheng over, hugging his shoulders and kissing him like good brothers, no one will believe that this is the third time they see each other.

Zhou Xingyan ordered coffee according to the taste of Shuibei on the last return trip, and asked him to sit down: "What boss, just call me Brother Zhou, that's what the brothers in the magazine office call! We are fellow travelers, so why are we so particular about it!"

"Okay, Brother Zhou! You too, just call me Xiao Cheng." Cheng Shuibei doesn't know his true feelings, but he still understands the ways of the world. If the boss wants to pretend to be a brother with you, then you can't be a cousin.

"That's right, I'll take you to drink later." Zhou Xingzhan smiled, his small eyes narrowed, "Okay, let's not be polite, brothers, you said on the phone yesterday Some ideas, what ideas, tell Brother Zhou!"

Cheng Shuibei asked him out last night, and the reason he used was that he wanted to talk to Zhou Xingzhan about the future of the magazine.

He really wasn't bluffing.In middle school, when he was not serious about his studies, he read all kinds of casual books such as comics, novels and magazines. He still knew what was popular a few years later.Cheng Shuibei couldn't do some things by himself, so he wanted to find a companion. Unfortunately, those people who messed with him back then were only eight or nine years old at this time, and now the only person who can fight with him is Zhou Xingyan.

Zhou Xingzhan probably really cherished this dream. Even a small character like Cheng Shuibei, the newsstand owner, came to see him politely when he heard that he had suggestions for the magazine.

Seeing Zhou Xingzhan's look of anticipation, Cheng Shuibei took a deep breath, and decided to start with what he was good at: "Brother Zhou, what I want to say is, while Zhou Hai is here, and while this case is not yet closed , our magazine should start to set up a legal department."

What he said is inevitable. If the magazine wants to become bigger and stronger, this aspect is indispensable.Now in such a small place as Jiang Shuo, he is being constrained by various obstacles. One day he will really spread his wings and fly high, and there are many places outside where Zhou Xingzan stumbles.

And Cheng Shuibei wanted to take advantage of Boss Zhou's wings and flap them twice to fly to a wider sky.

Zhou Xingzhan was a little puzzled, whether he didn't understand or he was worried.

Cheng Shuibei continued to explain patiently: "Brother Zhou, we have been infringed and pirated since we just started. After that, if "The Fire of God" becomes popular all over the country, we will be targeted even more. Besides, I know Brother Zhou I don’t care about this little profit, but what if someone misunderstands us because of the inferior content of the pirated magazine, then it will be a huge loss!”

The more Cheng Shuibei said, the more exaggerated he became, and he began to gesticulate with his hands beating his chest and stamping his feet.

For Zhou Xingzhan, making less money is a trivial matter, but having his dreams insulted is a major matter.Cheng Shuibei had a small calculation in his heart, so Zhou Xingzhan should be moved, right?

Sure enough, Boss Zhou slapped the glass table angrily, expressing his infinite resentment for the foreseeable future where his dream was insulted.

"I will absolutely not allow such a thing to happen, Xiao Cheng, I will listen to you as you say what to do!" Zhou Xingzhan held Cheng Shuibei's hand and refused to let go, his eyes seemed to be filled with tears of excitement.

Cheng Shuibei hurriedly dragged him to the table and sat down, and comforted him: "Brother Zhou, don't worry, I'm not telling you the solution, the plan for now is to plan for a rainy day - set up the legal department first, wait for our magazine As it grows stronger, follow-up guarantees will also be able to keep up."

Zhou Xingzhan nodded again and again, not sure whether he understood or not: "Okay, do as you said—by the way, did you mention Zhou Hai just now, I called him, you guys talk! "

Zhou Xingyan immediately took out his diamond-encrusted flip phone to contact his cousin, but Cheng Shuibei didn't want to deal with the two of them at once, so he stopped him quickly: "Don't worry, Brother Zhou, I'll finish talking to you first, and then you can go talk to Zhou Hai Just say it."

"Oh, tell me, I'll make a note!" Zhou Xingzhan even exaggeratedly took out banknotes, pouted his buttocks and wrote on the low table.

Cheng Shuibei took a sip of coffee to moisten his throat, and then he talked.

He didn't know the scale of Zhou Xingzhan's magazine, but according to the sales comparison with other similar magazines on newsstands, the situation is not very optimistic. It is very likely that Zhou Xingzhan has been standing still for the past three years.

It is really impossible to become a fat man with one bite, so you have to take it step by step.

Cheng Shuibei continued what he said just now: "I, thinking about the situation of our magazine, feel that the legal department still has to rely on Zhou Hai."

"By him?"

"Well," Cheng Shuibei nodded, "Go back and ask him if he has any classmates who want to find a job, or those who are preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, just two or three."

Taking things slowly step by step, what Zhou Xingzan spends with money may not be reliable.Although Zhou Hai had just graduated, Cheng Shuibei knew after chatting with him that day that he just lacked some experience, and he could always be on his own if someone took him with him.

"...That's all I want to say. Brother Zhou, go back and think about it. If you think it's reliable, let Zhou Hai find me. You know the place."

Having said all that needed to be said, Cheng Shuibei looked at Zhou Xingzhan in embarrassment, and after getting permission, he packed two more fruitcakes for Cheng Nan.

Come here, you can't leave empty-handed!

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