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Le Jing flew to South America to meet Colin Dunn, who had submitted the manuscript.

He looked very young and was still in college, majoring in law, which had nothing to do with literature.

He had a name that was not Latin American at all.

And "The Third Death" was his debut work.

But Le Jing knew that this was just the beginning of a legend. In the next half century, this young Latin American man would create a series of works, three of which were the most well-known to readers in later generations, namely "One Hundred Years of Solitude", "Love in the Time of Cholera" and "Memories of a Whore". Among them, "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is the representative work of Latin American magical realism literature.

Colin Dunn has another name in the history of the earth - Gabriel Garcia Marquez. His magical realism has influenced countless writers, including Mo Yan, the first Chinese to win the Nobel Prize in Literature.

But that will have to wait a long, long time.

Now he is just a young man who is confused about the future.

Le Jing was generous in expressing his appreciation and praise for him. His sweet words successfully established the young man's confidence in writing and also successfully attracted another "client" for himself.

And Colin's submission was just the beginning.

Ten days later, a melancholy young man sent him a short story called "The Flag Bearer of the 20th Century", which opened with the famous words in later generations - "I'm sorry for being a human being."

Fifteen days later, Le Jing opened a new submission, and the submission had a well-known name - "Border Town".

Twenty-five days later, "The Catcher in the Rye" came.

Thirty-seven days later, "The Unbearable Lightness of Being" calmly appeared in the mailbox of the website.

Le Jing felt like a crazy stamp collector, eager to get every master in his pocket.

But he was only one person, and it was unrealistic to be responsible for the writing careers of so many writers at the same time. And if he wanted to recruit more geniuses, he would have to offer the most generous conditions in the market to make himself more attractive in the competition with other companies.

So, it's time, Le Jing thought.

It's time to set up my own company.

After a brief internal meeting, an entertainment company called Golden Age was established three days later. The company members are all star-studded in the eyes of future generations, although now they are just some young people who are just beginning to make a name for themselves.

However, the ultimate owner of history is the unarmed artist. ①

The company's CEO is Le Jing, who holds 51% of the shares, and the remaining shares are held by Lu Miaomiao and others. It is worth mentioning that Le Ling and Victor each hold 8% of the company's shares in the form of technical shares and capital injection, which is as it should be. What surprised Le Jing was that Victor also invested a large amount of money in the company, becoming the second largest shareholder after Le Jing.

... He had never seen Victor so enthusiastic before.

"You don't understand!" Black Cat stared at Lu Miaomiao and others who were talking in a low voice, "Their souls are all delicious. I can rule them with implied rules after I become a major shareholder. Hehehe~"

Le Jing: ...

Keynes calmly curled up his index finger and tapped Black Cat's forehead. Ignoring the protest of Black Cat's head, he calmly assured Le Jing: "Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

Le Jing patted his shoulder, "Then I'll leave it to you."

He glanced at the black cat whose eyes were rolling around, touched his chin, and began to consider whether to hang a sign at the door of the company-"All cats except Victor are welcome here."

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Five years later.

"Good evening, everyone, welcome to watch tonight's "Industry Show". Today, our guest is Mr. Le Jing, CEO of Golden Age. Let's applaud and welcome Mr. Le Jing!"

Accompanied by thunderous applause from the audience, the elegant young man in a well-tailored black suit walked out of the guest channel.

"I have long heard of Mr. Le Jing, and now I finally meet him!" The exquisite and beautiful host Meng Zhi stood up from the sofa to greet Le Jing, and said with a generous smile: "Now that I have seen him in person, I find that he is more handsome in person than in the photo!"

"How does he compare to Lin Nan?" Le Jing asked with a smile.

Lin Nan is the husband of the host Meng Zhi. As soon as this was said, the audience burst into laughter and applause.

Meng Zhi immediately looked at the camera "nervously" and said firmly: "Of course my husband is the most handsome!"

The two laughed and joked for a while, and Meng Zhi got to the point: "This year, all major literary awards around the world, including the Muse Literature Award, were once again won by writers signed by your company. At the same time, your company's artists have also won major awards in the fields of calligraphy, painting, sculpture and other arts. What do you think about this?"

Le Jing shrugged and smiled: "What can I think? It's not me who won the award."

"I don't believe it." Meng Zhi made a face at the camera: "I think you must have thought in your heart at the time, damn, this is the fifth year, how come the winner is still someone from our company?"

Le Jing sighed loudly and put on a sincere expression: "To be honest, I was really nervous when I first heard the news of the award." He paused, patted his chest and said to the host: "I'm really, really worried that the people will think that I have someone above me."

The audience laughed immediately. Meng Zhi was also very happy and asked: "So do you have someone above you?"

"Yes." Le Jing spread his hands helplessly: "I finally found out that the people in my company are gods who have descended to earth. Without their protection, our small workshop company would have closed down long ago."

Meng Zhi secretly applauded Le Jing's answer in his heart.

Because of the dazzling resume of "Golden Age", some weird public opinions have appeared on the Internet, and there are many people who question the secret operation. And Le Jing's words are a fair response to those doubts.

The two of them laughed for a few words, and Meng Zhi asked Le Jing a standard question according to the script: "Today is the fifth anniversary of the establishment of Golden Age. The achievements of Golden Age in the past five years are obvious to all. The artists under Mr. Le have shined in various fields, and Golden Age has successfully developed from a small company with only a few people to a large company with more than 100 employees. Mr. Le, what is the secret of your success?"

The young man pondered for a few seconds and gave an unexpected answer: "Luck."

Meng Zhi raised her eyebrows and smiled and retorted: "I don't think so." She smiled and looked at the audience below: "Everyone knows Le Jing I have a pair of bright eyes, isn't that right?"

The audience answered in unison: "Yes!"

Meng Zhichong spread his hands to Le Jing and teased: "You see, the eyes of the masses are sharp, so don't be modest."

Le Jing smiled and explained: "Luck is indeed my first secret to success."

"I am so lucky to live in the same era with these geniuses. Even if I didn't discover them, they would have shined one day." Le Jing paused and said to the camera with sincere emotion: "So it's not me who made them, but they made me."

In the past five years, stars have gathered and geniuses have gathered.

Every day, countless works are published, some of which are works that will be recorded in the history of the earth, and some are masterpieces that are born and raised in this plane and are destined to be famous for thousands of years.

Countless legends piled up together to create a unique miracle. And Le Jing believes that he played a very small role in it. At best, he is just a witness of a great history.

Time passed by little by little. Before the 20-minute program was about to come to an end, Le Jing finally revealed the purpose of his participation in the program: "To celebrate the fifth anniversary of the company's establishment, I will hold a grand literary salon."

"The participants in the salon are Lu Miaomiao, Xin Yuen, Sang Qing, Fitzgerald, Colin..." The young man said hundreds of names in one breath.

Some of them are famous, some are just emerging, and some are unknown. Some of them are artists signed by the Golden Age, but a large number of them are scattered in various industries in countries around the world, and many of them are frequent guests in the news.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all talented and radiant - even if many people don't know some of them, only other great beings can be compared with those great beings.

Then, amidst the countless stunned or excited eyes in the audience, the young man blinked at the camera and smiled mischievously: "But - time, place, I won't tell you, I will only write it in my memoirs after everything is over."

Even the eloquent Meng Zhi was choked and speechless for a moment.

A dozen of them gathered together would be a hot news topic, and when everyone gathered together in a mighty manner, Meng Zhi vaguely felt that it would be a unique event.

But Le Jing didn't tell them the time and place!

"Now, be jealous of me." The young man raised his eyebrows and showed a childish and satisfied smile: "I will be the only tourist in a legendary event."

Although he said such hateful words, Le Jing knew that few people could realize how legendary and great this literary salon would be at this time.

As Haizi said in his poem: "Wild flowers are blooming on the grassland that witnessed the death of the gods."

Only when those masters pass away will people worship them on the altar. Only when all this is recorded as history for future generations to read, can they perceive the thrilling and magnificent moments in just a few words, and will they look forward to this era.

In the days when miracles were brewing and born, most people living in this era were ignorant and unaware.

Le Jing thought, let him be a happy prophet. A few years later, when future generations read history books or see this film and television material, they will be jealous and want to kill him.

The author has something to say:

① Yu Qiuyu's famous saying.

When writing this chapter, I suddenly remembered the "black material" of the so-called great masters circulating on the Internet. Although death can also create greatness, it is also a breeding ground for rumors, frame-ups, quoting out of context, and generalizing.

Mr. Lu Xun made the best response to this: When a soldier dies, the first thing the flies discover is his shortcomings and scars, sucking and buzzing, thinking they are proud and thinking they are more heroic than the dead soldiers. But the soldiers are already dead and no longer come to wave them away. So the flies began to buzz even more, thinking that they were immortal voices, because their perfection was far superior to that of the warriors. Indeed, no one had ever discovered the flaws and wounds of the flies. However, a warrior with flaws was still a warrior after all, and a perfect fly was still just a fly after all. - "The Warrior and the Fly"