The Godfather of Business Reborn

After Luo Lei heard what Zhao Tian said, he couldn't help but look stunned. Then he looked at Luo Xiang beside him with doubts. Seeing that Luo Xiang also had doubts on his face at this time, he said to Zhao Tian with a puzzled face.

"Xiaotian, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

When Zhao Tian saw Luo Lei asking, he immediately smiled, reached out and took out a stack of manuscripts from the backpack beside him, handed it to Luo Lei, who was full of doubts, and said with a smile

"Uncle Luo, don't say anything for now. We'll talk about it after you read the folded manuscript."

Seeing this, Luo Lei frowned. Although he didn't know what the manuscript Zhao Tian handed him was, he still took it, sat on the sofa on the side, and read it attentively.[

At first, Luo Lei looked at the manuscript in his hand with a somewhat lazy expression. However, as time went by, Luo Lei's attitude towards the manuscript became more and more serious. Slowly, his expression became either happy or angry.

, whether sad or angry, his own emotions were completely affected by the contents of the manuscript.

Luo Xiang on the side couldn't help but feel more strange when he saw Luo Lei in this situation. Then he sat down next to Zhao Tian and said to Zhao Tian with a puzzled face.

"Xiaotian, what do you see in Mr. Luo's eyes? Why does Mr. Luo look like this?"

When Zhao Tian saw Luo Xiang asking with confusion on his face, he couldn't help but smile and said

"That was my second novel

"Mr. Luo, look at what time it is now. They have been waiting for you to wake up for more than an hour, and you are still hungry. As soon as you wake up, you ask them so many questions. How do you want them to answer them?

?”

Luo Lei couldn't help but look stunned after hearing Liu Li's words. Then he looked down at the watch on his wrist, then shook his head with a wry smile and said

"I'm sorry, Xiaotian, Mr. Luo, I didn't expect time to fly by so fast. I think everyone is already hungry now. Well, let's go to the hotel to eat first. As for other things, we will discuss it in detail after we finish the meal.

"

Zhao Tian and Luo Xiang were already extremely hungry at this time. Now that Luo Lei has stopped talking, there are still reasons to disagree.

At that moment, the four of them got up and went downstairs together, took Luo Lei's car, a shiny black Santana car, and headed towards the Inspur Business Hotel.

The Inspur Business Hotel is not far from Chunfeng Literature and Art Publishing House. Compared with later famous brand hotels such as Marriott Hotel and Shangri-La, its scale is naturally quite different. However, in Shenyang in 1997, it was still relatively large in scale.

One of the large hotels.

When the four of them came to the lobby of the Inspur Hotel, the lobby manager who was familiar with Luo Lei's identity was waiting here. At this time, seeing the four of Luo Lei walking into the hotel, they hurriedly greeted them and personally took the four of them to the room where they had been prepared.

In a good box.

Because Luo Lei was delayed for a long time while reading the manuscript, shortly after the four of them entered the box, the dishes that Liu Li had already ordered were brought to the table one by one.

In mainland China in 1997, people were not as particular about food as later generations. In a hotel of the size of Shenyang Wave, apart from some local specialties, most of what was served on the table were home-cooked dishes.

It's just a hotel, rather than a slightly famous large hotel like in later generations. The dishes served on the table are all extremely elegant and beautiful.

At this time, the four people, who were already extremely hungry, saw the dishes being served on the table. They no longer cared about their demeanor or posture, and quickly started to sweep away the dishes in unison.

When each of them had almost completed their own temple of the five internal organs, they slowly slowed down.

At this time, Zhao Tian stretched out his hand to pick up the juice poured on the table, and said to the other three people with a smile.

"Uncle Luo, Sister Liu, and Brother Luo, Xiaotian has been feeling very sorry for letting you spend so much energy on my novel. This time I take this opportunity to toast you all, which can be a little expression of my feelings.

Thanks, but I’m still young and can’t drink alcohol, so I’ll use juice instead.”

After speaking, Zhao Tian smiled slightly at Luo Lei and the others, raised his neck, and drank the juice in the cup. Then he picked up the red wine on the side and poured it for Luo Lei, Liu Li, and Luo Xiang one by one.

When the three of them saw this, they all smiled slightly, picked up their cups, and each took a sip. Then they saw Liu Li saying to Zhao Tian with a smile on her face.

"Brother Xiaotian, what you said is wrong. Your "Fantasy City" is well written and readers are willing to buy your book. Those of us who are engaged in publishing will naturally drink some soup too. If your writing is not good, readers will

If you don't buy it, even if we are too busy, we probably won't be able to sell a copy. This is the market, and it is also supply and demand. So, if you want to thank you, the one you should really thank is yourself, because you will write the book

It's so good, that's why we can achieve these results. Besides, although we work hard, it's not in vain. You have to know, just the layers given to us after the "Fantasy City" was sold.

It’s enough to sustain our entire publishing house for half a year.”

Speaking of this, Liu Li couldn't help but smile with her eyes and giggled for a while.

After hearing Liu Li's words, Luo Lei on the side nodded in agreement and said with a smile.

"Xiaotian, what Liu Li said is right. In fact, you don't have to worry about so much. As far as you are concerned, if your work is good, readers will naturally buy it. If your work is not good and readers won't buy it, naturally we won't either.

It will be a waste of effort to work for you, so the relationship between us is one of mutual need and cooperation, and there is no question of who helps the other."

Zhao Tian saw Luo Lei saying the same thing, and Luo Xiang on the side also had a look of approval on his face, and he immediately smiled and said [

"In that case, Xiaotian, I said the wrong thing. In that case, I will punish myself with a drink."

After saying this, Zhao Tian poured another glass of juice and drank it.

After finishing the drink, he put down the cup, wiped his mouth, and made a noise. When Luo Lei and the other three heard this, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After laughing, Luo Lei spoke expectantly.

"Xiaotian, originally I didn't want to ask you when we were eating, but now my mind is filled with the novel you showed me, so I really can't help it anymore, so I still want to ask, is it you who showed me

What’s the next novel? What’s it called?”

Seeing the expectant look on Luo Lei's face, Zhao Tian couldn't help but smile and said

"Haha, since Uncle Luo wants to know so eagerly, Xiaotian won't give in. That book is indeed my next novel. I named it "Kunlun". It is a story about the martial arts world. Today

What I showed Uncle Luo were some of the manuscripts I had written. As for the later manuscripts, I haven’t finished them yet, so they haven’t been published yet.”

Luo Lei couldn't help but nodded after hearing Zhao Tian's explanation, and then he still looked at Zhao Tian expectantly and asked.

"Xiaotian, I don't know, what do you mean by giving it to me?"

When Zhao Tian saw Luo Lei asking this question, he smiled slightly again and said with an indifferent expression on his face.

"The reason why I gave "Kunlun" to Uncle Luo to read is because I want to reach a long-term cooperation with Chunfeng Literature and Art. This cooperation is not limited to "Kunlun", but also includes "Fantasy City" that is being released, and

Every book I release from now on."