Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

"Wow, Ah Jian, why did you come here so late and bring so many things?!"

Ni Jiao lives in a small villa. When the big head Gu Long opened the door and saw Shi Zhijian carrying a few kinds of braised vegetables and Wujiapi outside, he couldn't help being surprised.

Ni Jiao didn't come out to open the door, but let the big head come over to open the door, obviously he was still angry with Shi Zhijian.

The last time Shi Zhijian asked him to write an editorial about food safety in Ming Pao, Yongkang almost went bankrupt.

Later, Ni Jiao knew that he was being used by Shi Zhijian, so he hated Shi Zhijian.

"Wow, wang, wang!" The bulldog raised by Ni Frame complained on behalf of the owner, squatting at the door and barking at Shi Zhijian.

Before Shi Zhijian could kick, his big head was already kicked, "Street dog! Everyone barks when you see me! I can't stop peeing in the middle of the night!"

It looks like Big Head and the Bulldog have a deep feud.

"I bought something at Lu Yu Teahouse and stopped by to have a look. How is it, are you bothering me?"

"No! With wine and food, it's so good to hit the street!"

Big Head has been in Hong Kong for more than half a year, but he has thoroughly learned the Cantonese word "bashing street", and he will rush to the street at every turn.

Shi Zhijian brought wine and food into the room, and at a glance saw Ni Jiao lying on the sofa curled up like a shrimp, with his back to him.

The big head knew about the problems of Shi Zhijian and Ni Jiao, so he helped Zhang Luo to find a plate and a wine cup, and said, "Don't pay attention to him, his "Wesley" Kawen is in a bad mood these days."

Shi Zhijian put down the wine and vegetables, and looked around, there were many books in a mess. There are also ashtrays full of cigarette butts. The room was also filled with smoke. It can be seen that before he came here, Ni Jiao and Big Head were busy creating creations.

Shi Zhijian poured the wine and vegetables into the plate brought by the big head, and walked over to open the curtains and open the window in person.

"Hey, the one without eyes, didn't you see anyone sleeping? Don't open the window, it's windy!" Ni Jiao said with his back to Shi Zhijian.

Shi Zhijian walked over, sat on the sofa and patted Ni Frame: "Still angry with me?"

"I'm angry with you? Smelly!"

Shi Zhijian smiled, "Since you're not angry, why don't you get up and have a drink?"

"You don't need to look at me to know, Wujiapibaa, what's good to drink? I have brandy and whisky in my wine cabinet! Only drinking foreign wine is enjoyable."

Seeing that the persuasion did not work, Shi Zhijian stopped talking and walked over to eat and drink with his big head.

The big head took the chopsticks and pointed it at the chicken gizzard on the plate, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it.

Shi Zhijian handed him a bottle of Wujiapi that he brought.

The big head ate the chicken gizzard, and praised in his mouth: "Lu Yu Teahouse really deserves its reputation!" Then he unscrewed the Wujiapi and took a sip into his mouth, and said with a sigh, "Although this Wujiapi doesn't have any foreign wine. So expensive, but it suits our Chinese appetite! It’s so delicious that it hits the streets!”

Ni Jiao pricked up his ears and listened, snorted, shrank his body, and pushed his **** higher.

Shi Zhijian and Big Head were eating, drinking and talking.

"How about it, are you still used to New Year's Eve in Hong Kong?" Shi Zhijian asked Big Head.

"What's not used to? New Year's Eve is nothing more than a group of drinking friends getting together to exchange glasses! If it wasn't for the draft, I would have been drunk to death!"

"You haven't finished writing the manuscript of "Chu Liuxiang"?"

"Come on, the outline and everything have been written, and then a smart gunman will be able to handle it."

"The shooter? You don't write it yourself?"

"I wrote it, I wrote the outline!" The big head shook his head, picked up a piece of duck neck with chopsticks and said, "A lot of bookstores have urged me to write, and the fee has gone up and up again, and I don't know what to do. That's good, I can only hand over the written outline to the gunmen and let them ghostwrite for me. As for me, I can start a new book. "

"What new book?"

"It's the inspiration you gave me, that little Li Fei Dao, it's a true example." The big head spat out the gnawed neck of the duck, and ate another piece of duck leg.

Shi Zhijian took a sip of Wujiapi, "Writing a novel really makes money?"

As soon as Shi Zhijian said it, he felt that this question was an idiot.

The big head stared at him with duck legs in his mouth, and muttered, "Why, you want to do it too?"

Ni Jiao, who pretended to sleep with his **** on his back, couldn't bear it any longer. He got up from the sofa and walked up to Shi Zhijian with arrogance. He quickly pierced the chicken gizzard, and threw the duck's **** into his mouth. He didn't say anything until he ate it comfortably in his stomach, "What a joke! You don't have a good boss, why do you want to go to the literary world with us? fight for a job?!"

Shi Zhijian sighed, "I'm short of money!"

The big head has a good heart: "How much is missing, I will lend you!"

"Don't be fooled! All he wants is your words!"

Ni Jiao has been with Big Head for a long time, and knows that Big Head is a man of temperament. As long as you give him three or two mouthfuls of horse urine, let alone borrow money from him, even if he is willing to borrow a head.

"Not much, 200,000!" Shi Zhijian took a sip of Wujiapi, "It's a drizzle for you great writers!"

"You're too big! Don't put a high hat on us! I only sell 10,000 for a script, how much can I make to earn 200,000?"

"Didn't I give you 30,000 for a script last time?"

"That's an exception. You asked me to rush work, and I overdrawn my body."

Shi Zhijian had no choice but to look at the big head.

Big head: "200,000 I can get it. If you need it urgently, I will lend it to you!"

Ni Jiao gnawed on the duck leg anxiously, "You lend him an egg! He's a big boss, can he have no money? Or don't use the loan and let him sell the plot!"

Big head blinked: "What do you mean?"

"Aren't you going to write about that little Li Feidao, isn't it true? Your hair is about to be taken out by you these days. Since he said this sentence, there must be a story, let him tell the story, You are responsible for selling the syllabus, first sell the syllabus to those book clubs and see how much money you can make? If you make more money, lend him money, if you don’t make it, you’ll be sorry, and your brothers don’t have to talk about it!”

Ni frame triumphantly thinks that this method is very good. There is no free lunch in this world. If you want to reap the rewards, you must pay the price.

The big head was a little hesitant, but he still felt that it would be better to lend money to Shi Zhijian. After all, friends help each other, but Shi Zhijian agreed, "Okay, that's it!"

Shi Zhijian then took a sip of Wujiapi, "Big head, go get a pen, and while I'm drinking, I'll tell you the story in my stomach!"

Even if Shi Zhijian was short of money, he was not at the point of borrowing money.

What's more, according to his current status, he can get a loan from the bank within minutes as long as he says hello to the bank.

It's just that when he was chatting with Big Brain just now, he knew that Big Brain was worrying about the new book again~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Even the hair on his head was about to be caught.

Shi Zhijian wanted to help him, but he knew that his big head was very arrogant, and he spoke directly for fear that he would not accept it. On the other hand, if he was helping himself, then he would definitely succeed.

Sure enough, when Big Head heard that this might help Shi Zhijian, he immediately said, "Oh, good! I'll go get a pen!"

Soon, the big head took the pen and paper, and even moved the swivel chair that he used to write. He lit a cigarette and put it on the table to worship like a god. Then he put the cigarette in his mouth and watched Shi Zhijian prepare to start.

Shi Zhijian pondered his memory, "The name of this book is "The Passionate Swordsman Ruthless Sword", also known as "Little Li Flying Knife", and the male protagonist's name is Xiao Li Tanhua----Li Xunhuan!"

With a cigarette in his big head, he began to write frantically, for fear of missing a little bit.

Ni Jiao began to frantically gnaw on the duck legs, for fear that the two guys would **** him with him later.

For a time, the whole hall was busy!