Come to modern times to be a boss

Chapter 85 Delivery
Lao Zhou didn't say anything, just sighed deeply.

"Old Zhou, do you think Xu Ran and Xiao Zhu can make things happen?" The topic immediately changed to another place, and Lao Zhou almost didn't realize it.

"Oh, you said this, I think it's a little suspenseful, you have to see what the Xu family's attitude is, if it's like your old man, I guess it's useless!" Lao Zhou thought for a while, and said own opinion.

"It's okay. Xu Ran's father is my college classmate. He doesn't have such deep prejudices as other families. Moreover, his family's property is not comparable to that of the Chang family. His vision should be higher."

Ayu put the teacup in his hand on the coffee table, changed his posture and continued, "And Xiao Zhu can be regarded as a native of Central Plains, their Xu family is also a famous family in Central Plains, and Xiao Zhu is not a poor scholar now, but A well-known writer!"

"What kind of writer? He's just a novelist. Do you really think that every novel can win the Nobel Prize?" Old Zhou said 'cut', looking down on online articles.

"Don't look down on those who write online articles, Zhou Weimin, let me tell you, the value of Xiao Zhu's book is not necessarily worse than those who have won awards, so I will leave my words here!" When Ayu heard that someone looked down on Xiao Zhu, As for the novel, I was a little anxious.

"Yes, they definitely earn more money than those people, but the literary value is definitely incomparable!" Lao Zhou changed his perspective, and instead of telling you the price, let's talk about the literary value.

"Returning the value of literature is all those literati who are full and have nothing to do. They just want to add a little halo to their works, and they want to sell more copies? You have never heard of this sentence. Right?" After taking a sip of water, Ayu continued to give Lao Zhou an educational class.

"There is another reason why I am so optimistic about Xiao Zhu's novel, that is, the timing of its appearance is really great!"

"Oh, what's the point?" Although Lao Zhou didn't understand, he still admired his daughter-in-law in his heart, but he still had to say something verbally, otherwise how could he set off the beauty of the flowers?
"After the Qing Palace drama came out more than 20 years ago, have all the costume dramas on the screen been dominated by Qing Palace dramas in the past few decades?"

"Basically, there are very few in other dynasties." Lao Zhou did not deny this point. Although he hadn't read it much, he could still get such information by reading newspapers and the like.

"The wisdom of the people is enlightened. Those who have grown up are less and less fond of palace dramas, but they lack good scripts. So, if you think about it carefully, if Xiao Zhu's novel can be made into a TV series, Will it create a new trend like the original "Gege"?"

Lao Zhou picked up his teacup, took a sip, and thought for a while before saying, "What you said is also possible, but it is very difficult. You have to consider the various interest disputes behind it. It has been accumulated for decades. You are a newcomer. If you want to grab meat for a drama like this one, it's hard!"

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, that's right, but once you get started, there will be more meat to eat!" Ayu didn't know what to think of, and said with a smile.

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In the next few days, Zhu Quan still stayed in the provincial capital, and on the premise of guaranteeing a daily shift of [-], he allocated more time to practice driving.

On the venue of the Hangtong RV, I have played various road conditions and modes several times. Anyway, there is no need to pay for gas. Mr. Zhang said that he can drive it casually, as long as it does not leave the factory, the car is his.

Zhu Quan also tried to live in it for one night, not to mention, it felt really good.

The bed and the like in the hotel are quite big, but it always feels empty, especially when you are alone, you feel lonely when you roll around.

The bed in this caravan is different. There are two small windows on the left, and you can see the colorful world outside when you open the windows. When you get out of the bed, you can see the refrigerator and stove, and under the bed is the washing machine. It feels like a home.

Even if you are alone, you don't feel lonely like in a hotel.

If the car is parked in the wilderness, it is pouring rain outside, watching movies in the car, eating snacks, listening to the sound of rain, breathing the most primitive fresh air, how nourishing is life!
Zhu Quan was fascinated by the beautiful scenery imagined in his mind, so he stepped up his efforts to urge Mr. Zhang and Xugong to complete the work as soon as possible.

During the period, Ayu called him and asked him for a copy of his ID card, saying that he wanted to register a company or something, but Zhu Quan didn't think too much about it. Since it was Aunt Chang's request, he must have complied. He also opened the video and said hello to the staff on the opposite side.

In the morning of this day, the weather was a little gloomy, and it felt like it was going to rain. Zhu Quan woke up early, packed his things, and went to the front desk of the hotel to check out.

The RV has basically been assembled, and today is the delivery ceremony. Xu Ran was supposed to come, but considering that the concert was imminent, Zhu Quan persuaded her and promised her to be her driver when she was free. , traveling by car for more than half a month.

When we arrived at the factory, it began to rain, and the weather was not so hot, so the raindrops fell on our body, which still felt a little cool.

A few people ran from Mr. Zhang's office to the assembly workshop in a little embarrassment. You looked at me and I looked at you. They were all covered with drops of water, and then they laughed.

"Mr. Zhu, the weather is not beautiful. I originally planned to hold a car delivery ceremony for you in Longzhong. From this point of view, I can only wrong you to deliver the car in the workshop!" Mr. Zhang intended to change the weather, after all, he also I plan to use this car as a gimmick.

"It doesn't matter, I just want a car, I don't care about anything else." After waving his hand, Zhu Quan walked towards the parking corner.

He chose gray for the car body. The white one stands out at night, and the black one is not stain-resistant. Other colors are too eye-catching to show off, so he chose this color.

I tapped the car skin with my hand, and there was a dull "dong dong" sound, and I knew it was not that kind of plastic skin.

Turning around, Zhu Quan didn't find any big seams or anything like that. It seems that Hangtong's craftsmanship is nothing to say, after all, he is the leader of the bus.

The internal and external dual-purpose stretching stove that was modified before is also finished. There is also a built-in gas stove on the lower left, which means that it can be used for two purposes, either electricity or gas, perfect!
Open the door, automatic telescopic pedals, and floor lamps, the details are quite good; there is also a mosquito-proof door screen, which is also standard.

Zhu Quan roughly experienced it in it, and it was almost the same as his original expectation. All the things he asked for were matched, and they were all selected according to the current highest requirements. The best accessories.

The glass is also bullet-proof glass, which also made Mr. Zhang a lot of effort.

After climbing into the cab and sitting in the driver's seat, Zhu Quan started the car.

As soon as the engine sounded, several employees arranged by Mr. Zhang started to take pictures. Zhu Quan ignored them, fiddled with them for a while, and then turned off the engine and got out of the car.

"Mr. Zhang, XCMG, thank you for your hard work. I am very satisfied with this car so far. Let's settle the final payment!" Without talking too much nonsense, Zhu Quan planned to pay the bill and leave.

"This is our job. It should be. Let's go to the office and taste the new tea I got from Mr. Xu." Mr. Zhang put his arm around Zhu Quan's shoulder and walked out.

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Ps: I'm tired!
Ah, I received the editor's notice and it will be on the shelves next week. . .It can't be free anymore. . .

Thank you for a ticket for Fantasy Xianshu! !

(End of this chapter)