Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 24 The Ancestor is Colonel Mojin

early morning.

After exercising as usual, Fang Yi washed off his stinky sweat.

Breakfast is white rice porridge, with fried golden egg cakes and small pickles, which is absolutely amazing.

After breakfast, Fang Yi went back to his room and started writing the outline of the third to eighth volumes of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" with a pen.

Word of mouth is unfounded, and with the outline of the remaining six volumes, it is even more convincing.

The outline is much faster to write than the main text, and it took less than three hours to complete it all.

Glancing at the time on the alarm clock, it was exactly ten o'clock.

Fang Yi thought about it, it was just the right time to go out.

It takes half an hour to ride a bicycle from the anchor chain factory community to Dingmao Road.

After all, I made an appointment with someone to talk about the contract at 11 o'clock, and he couldn't really hit it. Unless you are really busy, in the eyes of the other party, this is a sign of disrespect and disrespect.

For his first pot of gold, Fang Yi didn't want to have any surprises.

After packing up, he went out with the original manuscript and outline of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

...

Yolan Cafe was very famous in Jiangzhen City, because it was the first coffee shop in Jiangzhen City.

When it opened at that time, many citizens went to watch it, just wanting to see what a foreign coffee shop looks like.

It is an iconic place in Jiangzhen City, and the environment of the cafe is more suitable for negotiating contracts, so Fang Yi made an appointment here.

Half an hour later, Fang Yi rode a bicycle to Yolan Cafe.

Parked the car, pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and the air-conditioning of the air conditioner rushed in.

Comfortable!

At this time, there is no one in the cafe.

Think about it too, the price of a casual cup of coffee starting at 20, ordinary people can't afford it.

After ordering a glass of orange juice, Fang Yi found a seat by the window and sat down.

After waiting for a few minutes, he saw a Santana with a Shanghai A license plate slowly parked outside the store through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Immediately afterwards, a man and a woman pushed open the car door.

The man was about thirty-four or five years old, wearing a suit, and his hair was meticulously combed. It should be the editor-in-chief of Hongyan Publishing who contacted him yesterday, Yang Zhen.

The woman, on the other hand, was dressed somewhat casually, with these petty bourgeoisie sentiments. She was about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old.

The two walked into the cafe one after the other, glanced around, and finally settled on Fang Yi.

No way, the whole cafe on the first floor, apart from the waiter, was the only customer left.

"Maybe not yet, sit down for a while!" the woman suggested.

Yang Zhen didn't answer. Seeing Fang Yi looking at them with a half-smile, he stepped forward and asked in an uncertain tone, "Mr. Fang Dayong?"

"Editor Yang, good morning, Fang Dayong is my pseudonym, my name is Fang Yi."

Fang Yi stood up and stretched out his hand with a smile.

The two shook hands, and Yang Zhen was slightly surprised: "To be honest, Mr. Fang is much younger than I thought."

At this time, the woman also walked over and couldn't believe it: "Are you Fang Dayong?"

In her impression, the author of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" should be a middle-aged man with eyes, seemingly unsmiling, but actually witty and humorous.

No matter how bad it is, he is still thirty years old.

Mainly because of the folk culture shown in many places in the novel, as well as the concise and sophisticated writing, the author does not look like a young man no matter what.

"Who is this?"

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yang Zhen with a puzzled face.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen introduced: "Oh, this is Ms. Li Jie from the editorial department of the Rongshuxia Literature Network. She is your fan, and she came with me when I learned that I was coming to Jiangzhen today."

Oh baby Annie!

This is the representative figure of petty bourgeoisie, Guo Xiaosi is her loyal fan, and the writing style and so on are all imitated from her.

At the beginning, Guo Xiaosi also went to the company under the banyan tree deliberately, just to witness the idol.

"Order what you want to drink, you're welcome."

Fang Yi greeted the two of them to sit down, acting like a high school graduate.

After sitting down, Li Jie's eyes were still fixed on him.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yi couldn't help laughing and said, "What? Do you think the character in your mind has collapsed?"

"Yeah! It's a little hard to accept. I thought it was an uncle, but I didn't expect it to be a younger brother." Li Jie sighed.

Fang Yi: ? ? ?

Little brother?

I TM take it out...

Forget it, the face value is not high, and the age is also old, it is not worth it!

At this moment, Yang Zhen glanced at the thick manuscript on Fang Yi's left hand, and said, "Mr. Fang, are these all manuscripts?"

"That's right!"

Fang Yi said, handing over the manuscript, "The first two handwritten manuscripts, plus the outline of the last six!"

When he heard the outline of the last six volumes, a hint of joy flashed in Yang Zhen's eyes.

If you have an outline, you will be guaranteed. Even if Fang Yi doesn't write it at that time, he can take the outline and ask someone else to write it on behalf of him.

"Mr. Fang, do you mind if I take a look now?" Yang Zhen asked with a smile.

"random!"

Fang Yi could not wait for him to see.

Fang Yi is not worried at all about the quality of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp". The more Yang Zhen watches, the better it will be when it comes to negotiating the price.

Li Jie's eyes lit up when she heard that it was the original manuscript of the first two books.

She wanted to watch it too, but because of the occasion, she finally held back. Instead, he turned to Fang Yi and chatted, "Mr. Fang, how do you know so much about folk culture and knowledge?"

If the other party is an old professor, that's all.

But the other party was a young man who looked no more than 20 years old, which made her curious.

Although the Baidu search engine was officially launched this year, it is completely different from the later generations. There is no Baidu Encyclopedia, and no Baidu knows it. You can only search the website. In this day and age, access to knowledge is very scarce.

"Because my ancestor was Captain Mojin!" Fang Yi suppressed his laughter and said nonsense in a serious manner.

God TM touches Captain Jin!

Looking at his serious expression, Li Jie couldn't tell for a while whether he was joking or serious. *

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