Chapter 37 NAME

Meng Zhe finally saw the power of Kong Lan--

As Kong Lan said, she is indeed the president of the New Comic Monthly now. As for the price... It's just a house rental fee of 2,000 yuan a year!

The publishing and distribution numbers, various office supplies, a large number of materials and copyrighted comic strips originally used by the magazine were all transferred to Kong Lan's name.

Even if it is two thousand yuan, it will not be paid until the end of the year!

"Sister Lan, you are so awesome."

Meng Zhe admired it very much. He felt that if he bought it himself, even if the New Comic Monthly was about to close down, it would be impossible to encounter this kind of good thing that only cost 2,000 yuan a year for a long time, right?

"Oh, sister, I just used some business methods."

Kong Lan squeezed her lips and smiled, and the strong woman's popularity was faint.

"Business means? Sister Lan, tell me, I want to learn..."

Meng Zhe really wants to learn, because he has vowed not to let his family suffer from poverty in this life.

"Children's home, why are you curious about what to do? It's not a glorious means. You have enough things in your child's little head. Kong Lan stretched out his hand and knocked gently on Meng Zhe's forehead, and then relaxed: "I'll tell you when you grow up."

Negotiation skills plus commercial bribery... Of course, Kong Lan will not tell these now, just 12 years old Meng Zhe.

Although there is ambiguity in Kong Lan's words, Meng Zhe did not think wrong - as Kong Lan, it is absolutely impossible for her to use any beauty tricks on those county-level officials, right?

So Meng Zhe asked a few more questions, but Kong Lan still said nothing, so Meng Zhe could only give up.

Then, it's time to go to school in the afternoon.

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In the afternoon of the same day, Meng Zhe, who finished sweeping the toilet with Lin Xiaofeng, went to Jiang's house specially.

Because the manuscript was published, Jiang Bai was embarrassed to see Meng Zhe, but Meng Zhe said generously that it was okay. At the same time, he also told Jiang Bai that he had changed his mind and wanted to continue to serialize comics in the publication.

Jiang Bai was a little surprised by this. He still remembered that Meng Zhe said that the domestic environment was immature, the remuneration for painting cartoons was too low, and he also wanted to devote himself to accumulating words that did not start for the time being.

"Uncle Jiang, as you know... The plan always can't keep up with the changes." Meng Zhe explained like this.

"Is there really no problem?" Jiang Bai is still a little worried. After all, Meng Zhe is still a child in his eyes.

"No problem, it's not impossible to publish while accumulating, that is, it's a little tiring. I work harder and sleep less every day, that is to say..." This answer is basically Meng Zhe's real idea.

Junior high school homework, except for the so-called central ideas that the original author wrote in Chinese, and the ideology and politics that must be followed according to the standard answers, otherwise there will be no division. For Meng Zhe, it is a question that can be solved by re-watching the textbook before the exam - it's too simple.

Therefore, the time of class can also be turned into the time to draw NAME.

This NAME refers to the sub-camera outline in the comics. After all, Meng Zhe can't recall all the completed manuscripts of those comics in his mind. In addition, some of the original manuscripts will be abandoned, and at the same time, some content related to Chinese culture will be added, so the sub-camera outline is, that is, NAME. It must be done.

"Xiao Zhe, you should think carefully. It's not good to waste your study for the sake of drawing comics. Although you are really talented in drawing comics, after all, no one can say for sure what will happen in the future. Learning better is definitely easier to work hard in society than worse learning..."

Jiang Bai reminded him that he was sincerely planning for Meng Zhe. Meng Zhe, a sensible and smart boy, not only his wife Hu Caiwei liked it, but also liked it very much.

"Thank you, Uncle Jiang. I will never fall behind in my studies!" Meng Zhe replied confidently.

"That's good..." Jiang Bai nodded, and then he remembered that when his youngest daughter came home at noon, Zhao Yufen, the head teacher who said angrily about Meng Zhe, asked with concern: "Xiao Zhe, I heard the girl Mei'er say, your head teacher, Mr. Zhao, criticized you this morning?"

It's not just criticism, but also punishing me for cleaning the toilet.

Meng Zhe thought so that this was an important reason for him to change his original plan!

"Uncle Jiang, who is fine, probably because she despised my father when she signed up, so I stabbed her a few words..." Meng Zhe, who said this, told Jiang Bai all the conflicts between him and the head teacher Zhao Yufen.

"This Mr. Zhao is so snobbish?"

After listening to Meng Zhe's narration, Jiang Bai, an old angry young man, suddenly became angry - Meng Zhe, who regarded him as his nephew, actually despised and wore small shoes to such an old woman. Can he bear it? Absolutely not!

"Xiao Zhe, don't be afraid! Uncle, I'm going to school to argue with the woman who doesn't know gold and jade! As a people's teacher, how can she say such a thing? Do such a thing?!"

Jiang Bai patted his chest and went to show his head to Meng Zhe angrily.

Meng Zhe, who didn't expect this situation, tried his best to hold Jiang Bai and called his future mother-in-law to help persuade... It was easy to calm down the anger of his future father-in-law.

I'm good. No wonder Sister Kong Lan was in the magazine this morning and saw our future father-in-law quarreling with the editor named Song or something.

This is not right... In later generations, my father-in-law is silent and can't hit anything with three sticks?

Is it possible that the death of her sister-in-law Jiang Xiyao actually changed her father-in-law's surname?

Meng Zhe pretended to be full of doubts, but he also understood that this question could not be asked, and he could only rot in his stomach and become a mystery of the ages.

Since he couldn't ask, Meng Zhe simply stopped saying this. He continued to persuade his future father-in-law: "Uncle Jiang, haven't I made that bet with our respected head teacher? So now Xingshi is asking about sin or something. How can I save money for her next month's meal? It's very happy?"

Jiang Bai was stunned after listening to it, and then pointed to Meng Zhe and laughed.

Hu Caiwei was also smiling with a smile. She gently knocked Meng Zhe's head and said, "I really didn't find that Xiaozhe, you are so bad. Auntie thought you were a good child who only knew how to be good to others!"

"Treat your own people as warm as spring, and your enemies as cold as winter... The kitten doesn't do power and think I'm a hallokitty?" Meng Zhe replied, thinking about it and finding that his two original words were completely different, he clenched his little fist and added, "Uncle Lei Feng said, I added it."

"Ha, haha... The kitten doesn't do it, think I'm a hallokitty? Why do these words sound so awkward?! Ouch, honey, I can't do it... Hahaha..."

Meng Zhe's suspected appearance of being cute, and his words of laughing to death directly led to his future father-in-law, who was already in size, and he was so angry.

Jiang Bai's laughter provoked Jiang Xiyao, who was originally staying in the bedroom to do her homework, and poked out half of her head curiously: "Mom and Dad, are you and Meng Jiji talking about something interesting?

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