Chapter 56 Mortals can only look up to geniuses

Chapter 56 Mortals can only look up to geniuses

When writing a new book, I am always very passionate, and my thoughts are like diarrhoea.

Emm... Although Du Caige is only a porter of literature, not a producer of literature, he also feels the same when he is carrying it.

He felt that the long-lost passion had returned.

After one and a half hours of continuous handling, the result was more than 11,000 words.

He rubbed his sore hands, got up and dressed, and went out, ready to make an appointment.

The agreed restaurant is in Xiasha Street. Don't think about what street Xiasha Street corresponds to in the magic city on Earth. The magic city of Azure Star is completely different in layout and structure from the magic city on Earth.

Du Caige took the subway, got off at Xiasha Street Station, walked a few steps out of the subway exit, and saw the restaurant.

The name of the restaurant is "Hesheng Cuisine".

The appearance is a typical cherry blossom country izakaya style, with several paper lanterns under the eaves and dark blue curtains at the entrance. Pick out a uniquely shaped signboard that is very eye-catching.

After Du Caige went in, he first called Fan Ge.

After the other party answered, Du Caige said, "Brother Fan, I'm here."

Brother Fan said: "I'm in a traffic jam. I'm sorry. I'll be late. You can find a place to sit first. I called the front desk to reserve a box, and you can just tell me my name."

"it is good."

Du Caige raised his hand and opened the curtain. Behind the curtain, a waiter in a costume of the cherry blossom country bent down and shouted in unison, "Welcome!"

The male waiters are tall and handsome, and the waitresses are all good-looking and pleasing to the eye.

Du Caige immediately felt nervous. It is conceivable that the consumption here will not be low.

Fortunately, in mid-February, he had already received the first manuscript fee. Amount, it can't be said to be the manuscript fee, but the reader's reward.

In total, there are more than 30,000 tax deductions. The Golden League's reward has not arrived yet.

It looks like a lot, but if you often go to this level of restaurant to spend, it is definitely not enough.

Du Caige glanced at the layout of the restaurant, which was similar to a typical Japanese food store, with dozens of booths and a few tatami-style boxes.

There are various lanterns and wind chimes in the style of the cherry blossom country hanging from the ceiling, and movie posters, pictures of scenic spots, and even postcards of the cherry blossom country are posted on the wall.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?" A young and beautiful waitress stepped forward and asked.

"Yes, my friend booked a box. His surname is Fan and his mobile phone number is #######."

The waiter glanced at the paper on the plywood in his hand and swept his eyes down line by line, "Ah, I found it, Mr. Fan Yuhong, the box is 'Guan Hai'. I'll take you there!"

Fan Yuhong. Du Caige glanced over quickly and wrote down the name.

He followed the waiter to the box with the word "viewing the sea" written on it and pulled up the curtains for him. Du Caige took off his shoes and walked in, and sat down on the tatami.

The waiter asked, "Sir, do you want to order now?"

"Wait for my friend to come."

"OK."

Du Caige looked at the ubiquitous cherry blossom country-style handicrafts in the box and passed the time.

Soon another waiter came over, poured him a cup of fragrant wheat tea, and put a menu in front of him.

Du Caige drank tea and wandered around until someone came in through the curtain.

"Brother Fan!" Du Caige quickly got up.

"Long time no see!" There was excitement in the visitor's eyes.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties. His appearance and temperament remind Du Caige of Zhang Hanyu's Gu Zidi (appearance in old age) in "Assembly". Of course, he was much fatter than Millet Dike.

He must have been handsome when he was young, but now his face is full of vicissitudes, with fine wrinkles, a bit of sadness in his eyes, and a bit of determination at the corner of his mouth.

"Sit down and talk," Fan Yuhong sat on the tatami,

He looked at Du Caige up and down, "You've lost a lot of weight."

Du Caige smiled, "Brother Fan, you are fat."

Fan Yuhong's smokey voice let out a magnetic laugh, and his expression was helpless: "At this age, there are too many entertainments, and I can't help it. I have tried to eat as little as possible. I usually eat some vegetables and porridge at home to deal with it, but I eat at home. too little time."

At this time, the waiter probed and asked, "Excuse me, two gentlemen, are you ordering now?"

Fan Yuhong didn't look at the menu, and casually reported several dish names.

Du Caige was also used to eating high-end Sakura National Cuisine on Earth. He had also flipped through the menu a little before, and had a rough estimate of the dishes in this restaurant.

He ordered a bluefin tuna sashimi and an eel grilled.

Anyway, the purpose of today is not to eat, but to talk about business, just eat whatever you want.

After the waiter left, Fan Yuhong and Du Caige didn't continue to talk, but went straight to the point: "What can I do for you?"

Du Caige explained his purpose: "I'm writing online novels."

Fan Yuhong raised his brows suspiciously, but didn't say anything, just took a sip of wheat tea.

Du Caige continued: "It's still a good idea, and I will earn hundreds of thousands of income every month. Now I have a lot of fans, and I need someone to help me manage my fans."

Fan Yuhong took a while to digest it, and said incredulously: "You're playing too much across the border, right? Writing online novels? You can do it! You can earn hundreds of thousands a month, which should be very top. Internet writer, right? You really are…”

Fan Yuhong shook his head: "Genius is genius, mortals can only look up."

Du Caige was very embarrassed: "Brother Fan, you are exaggerating too much."

"It's no exaggeration at all. If the old friends from the past heard it, they would definitely drop their jaws. You, you can become the top casually across the world, you can't accept it."

"I haven't reached the top yet, and I'm also lucky."

Fan Yuhong shook his head and stopped praising Du Caige.

After thinking about it, he said: "Every entertainment company has people who manage fans. It can even be said that every artist's team will have them. It's just..."

He hesitated and said: "After all, these are mixed in the entertainment circle, can they adapt to your online novel circle?"

Du Caige said with less confidence: "It shouldn't be a big problem, you have to try."

Fan Yuhong said: "Well, I'll arrange a few for you. For the time being, continue to hang on my side. I'll pay the salary. You can use it first, and you can use it smoothly, and then take over."

"No more, just one or two," Du Caige said quickly. "In addition, I will pass on their salary to you. You can't let them do things for me with your salary."

On the issue of money, Fan Yuhong didn't say much, and simply answered: "Okay."

After a while, the waiter started serving the food.

Maybe it was because he was worried about the presence of outsiders, Fan Yuhong didn't say anything about private topics, and only picked a few news from the entertainment industry to talk about it in general.

When the dishes were ready, Du Caige concentrated on tasting it, and Fan Yuhong was probably hungry, too, and ate in silence.

When he was full, Fan Yuhong rubbed his stomach covertly, rinsed his mouth with barley tea, and then looked at Du Caige, "I heard that you finally recognized Mr. Huo as a godfather? You even wrote him a great song?"