80s: Little Sweet Wife

Wan Meimei received a call from lawyer Ma, saying that Lin Zhenguo had arrived and wanted to meet her tomorrow afternoon. It seemed that Lin Zhenguo was very anxious!

Meimei thought for a while and agreed, and called Yan Mingshun again. He lives in No. 1 and will be with her tomorrow. ..

Although Yan Mingshun owns a lot of real estate in Tianjin, every time he returns to Tianjin, he lives with his grandparents. After three years, the Yan family gradually accepted the fact that their grandson had already served in the army, and no longer struggled with university credentials.

It's just that Yan Houde has never been willing to forgive his eldest son. For three years, he hasn't even sent a letter, let alone a phone call. Naturally, Yan Mingshun will not give in, and the relationship between father and son has reached a freezing point.

Lin Zhenguo was about sixty years old, with gray temples, and his appearance was very old. He looked very similar to his nephew, Mr. Lin. It is said that Lin Zhenguo's wife and children were all gone in the turmoil, and only he and his nephew Lin Han escaped.

Lawyer Ma also arrived. Lin Zhenguo was also a straight-minded person. He asked how much Meimei could pay, with a very helpless expression.

"I don't lie to Miss Zhao, Xingxing's current situation is indeed very bad. I originally planned to borrow Miss Zhao's book to turn over, but I couldn't get the loan negotiated with the bank. Xingxing is already in a desperate situation." Lin Zhenguo said with a wry smile.

The eyebrows are clear, no wonder so anxious!

She pointed to Yan Mingshun and said, "Mr. Lin, tell him, he has full authority over my affairs."

It's better to let Yan Mingshun do this kind of brain-intensive thing, if you have something to do with your boyfriend!

Lin Zhenguo originally thought about playing the card of grief in front of the little girl and cheating more money, but he didn't expect Meimei to bring Yan Mingshun over, this man is not easy to offend!

Facts have proved that his eyesight is quite good. Yan Mingshun is indeed very easy to mess with. He won 30% of Xingxing's shares in a few words and became the second shareholder after Lin Zhenguo.

As for Meimei's book, is it worth five or five points to help its shareholders publish a book?

Naturally, it is four or six points, six eyebrows, four stars, and these 40% of the stars have to be included in the year-end dividends, and they will be divided again with Meimei.

Meimei also brought two books of Little Fatty to let Lin Zhenguo's uncle and nephew read.

"This is the book of my friend Nalan Master. You may have heard of his pseudonym. He is a rookie writer who has risen in the past three years. He is the same year as me, but his pen is very old and there should be a market."

Meimei emphasized the age of the little fat man~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is a gimmick that can attract readers the most.

In her previous life, she had seen some writers under the banner of 'beautiful writers' or 'young writers', which attracted a lot of attention.

The little fat man is really talented, and it's not a big deal to show off his character. He's not afraid of fire!

Lin Zhenguo didn't read the book, he was surprised: "I have already read Mr. Nalan's masterpiece. I didn't expect him to be Miss Zhao's friend, and he is still so young. He is really a hero!"

Lin Han added: "Actually, if it wasn't for the funds, I would have wanted to sign Nalan's book. There have been faults in the Hong Kong circle in recent years, and fresh blood like Miss Zhao and Nalan are in great need."

Meimei smiled and said: "Money is not a problem, just release it together. Tomorrow I will ask Mr. Nalan to come over and sign a contract with you, and you will get a 50-50 share. In the future, Xingxing will sign a contract with an inland writer, and it will be divided into 50-50."

The rich is the uncle, she counts the money, and she has to change the stinky rules over there!

Hmph, eat rice from the inland, drink water from the inland, and look down on the inland people so much!