Mixed in 1980

Chapter 49: Packing Up Old Things

"If there is a suitable story, I will definitely ask Sister Ying for help. I also hope that my work can be adapted for the big screen one day." Chen Fan agreed with a smile.

But this is just a polite remark.

It would be better to stay at home and write novels than to go to Hong Kong to be a screenwriter.

The status of screenwriters in the Hong Kong entertainment industry is two levels lower than the floor, in the underground garage, the kind that anyone can step on.

The script that the screenwriter worked so hard to write can be changed by anyone. The investor, the investor's girlfriend, the director, the leading actor, the supporting actor, and even the person who serves tea and water can all give orders to the script!

Even if Chen Fan wanted to tear up what he had written, he couldn't accept having it changed again and again.

Another thing is that screenwriters are at the bottom of the food chain in Hong Kong, and screenwriters often reveal that they are owed or have their wages withheld by investors and directors.

"When we return to Hong Kong, I will ask the company to send you an invitation letter. If you have the idea, you can come over anytime. You can also go to Hong Kong for tourism and shopping." Li Hongying assumed that Chen Fan had accepted it.

"Sorry to bother you, Sister Ying."

Chen Fan did not refuse. He had no interest in being a screenwriter, but he thought it would be okay to go to Hong Kong after the college entrance examination to experience Hong Kong in the 1980s.

"It's no trouble. My company will send out the invitation letter. Just give me instructions."

The waiter just came over to serve the food. Li Hongying paused for a moment and then said, "How about I help you submit your two editorials to Hong Kong?"

Chen Fan was stunned. Isn't this too enthusiastic?
What did Li Hongbing say to his elder sister that made his elder sister look like she was going to retaliate against him?

However, Chen Fan did not refuse this matter: "Sister Ying, is this too much trouble? I wonder if readers in Hong Kong can accept this type of article?"

Li Hongying motioned for everyone to start eating, and then said, "We make clothes and often place advertisements in newspapers and magazines. We have connections in all kinds of channels. It's just a piece of cake."

"As for the style of the article, you can rest assured. We are all Daxia people, with the same ancestry, the same roots and the same culture. We are also bound to encounter social phenomena such as moral kidnapping and ineffective apologies."

"Your editorials can even be published in People's Daily, so there is no reason why they can't be published there."

"Then I'll trouble Sister Ying." Chen Fan no longer had any doubts. Hong Kong is also a society where favors are important, and the quality of his articles is not bad, so he can give it a try.

You won’t make a lot of money from writing two editorials, but you can still make a little money.

The royalties in Hong Kong are much higher than those in the mainland.

"It's about lending a hand."

Li Hongying was very happy to be able to repay some of the favor, and she asked everyone to eat quickly.

The food at the Friendship Hotel is quite good. The ingredients are of the best quality and the chefs are responsible for processing them. The taste is much better than the food cooked by Chen Fan.

After the meal, both the guests and the hosts were delighted!
Li Hongying sent a car to take Chen Fan and Xu Jinqiu back to Maoer Hutong, and then led Li Hongbing and Wang Chunyu upstairs, telling them to go to bed early as they had to go to Wang Chunyu's parents' home tomorrow.

After meeting Wang Chunyu's family, they will go to Guangzhou for a week to complete the final inspection and sign the order before returning to Hong Kong.

"Have you helped Brother Bingzi a lot?"

Back in the room, Xu Jinqiu held a book and tilted her head to look at Chen Fan. She felt something was wrong with what happened today. It seemed like Li Hongying was trying to take advantage of him.

With this kind of attitude, one is either asking for something from others or repaying a favor.

"As for helping, I really didn't help much. I just gave him some ideas."

Chen Fan himself didn't understand it either.

After thinking for a while, he still had no idea, so he simply recounted his experiences with Li Hongbing, including asking him to set up a stall and find a wife in the countryside.

After hearing this, Xu Jinqiu understood: "Maybe in your eyes, it's just a matter of talking, but in the eyes of Brother Bingzi, you have changed his life."

"Brother Bingzi has been alone since he was a teenager. He was looked down upon and bullied by everyone in the yard. Your advice has undoubtedly helped him come out of his gloom."

Hearing this, Chen Fan was stunned for a while.

It is really like this. Compared with when he was just reborn, Li Hongbing's condition has changed a lot. He has more smiles on his face, especially after getting married.

"My wife is still very insightful."

Chen Fan hugged his wife from behind and sniffed the fragrance of her hair: "Brother Bingzi has moved out. We will clean up the next room tomorrow and you can live here."

Xu Jinqiu hummed and leaned on him: "I'll let Yuanyuan come and live with me." "I hate Zhao Yuanyuan!"

"Don't make trouble!"

Xu Jinqiu turned her head and kissed him on the cheek: "We haven't gotten married yet. I'm living here alone. I'm going to be laughed at to death."

"Don't think I don't know. Every day when I come here to study, there are people gossiping in the yard. They just can't stand seeing others do well."

Chen Fan sighed. The shantytown is just like this. "I still have to work hard to make money and buy my own yard. Even if it's a small courtyard, it's ten or a hundred times better than the shantytown."

Xu Jinqiu turned around and put her hands on his waist: "I just said it casually, don't put pressure on yourself, our current conditions are already very good."

Chen Fan pinched her nose lovingly. This girl was really easy to satisfy.

However, Chen Fan also has to put the matter of buying a yard on the agenda.

I have my own yard, so no matter how noisy I am with my wife, no one can see it or interfere. It’s not like now, when people gossip about me even if I hold hands or link arms.

After a while of tenderness, Chen Fan picked up the paper and pen and continued writing.

Make money, don’t stop!
In order to allow Xu Jinqiu to move in as soon as possible, Chen Fan got busy the next day and packed up the old items in Li Hongbing's house.

In his own room, he arranged a long desk, an octagonal table, four armchairs, a chest of drawers and a box.

I don't know where Li Hongbing found them from, but the top box cabinet is made of huanghuali wood, and the others are all made of rosewood. In ten years, each piece will be worth a lot of money.

Unfortunately, Chen Fan only knew about wood and didn’t know how to date the antique, so he couldn’t tell which era it was from.

Chen Fan moved all the good things he had packed up to his own room, and did not keep any of the tables, chairs, or benches. If someone in the yard wanted them, he would take them away, and if no one wanted them, he would chop them up and use them as firewood.

In addition to furniture, there are also some bottles and jars.

Chen Fan knew nothing about these things and had no idea whether they were real or not, so he took them back to his room and waited for his mother-in-law to introduce someone knowledgeable to come and appraise them.

Chen Fan was still very much looking forward to these things. In his previous life, Zhang Jianjun relied on these things to make a comeback many times. There must be extremely valuable items inside.

In addition, there is a cellar!
At first, Li Hongbing was bullied by everyone in the yard. The people in the backyard were even more excessive. They even didn't let him use the cellar. In desperation, Li Hongbing dug another one himself.

Now it is a good deal for Chen Fan, as it is equivalent to occupying a private cellar.

There were a lot of things in the cellar, including more than a dozen pickle jars filled with sweet pickled cucumbers.

"I'll leave these to you."

Chen Fan called Chen Min and Zhang Yunze and said, "If you think you can make money, making pickles will be good. Brother Bingzi used to sell a jar a day."

"I would like to do this business, but the problem is that I don't know how to do it." Chen Min smiled bitterly.

"I can!"

"You can?" Chen Min was surprised.

"When Brother Bingzi was making pickles, I helped him a lot. I learned it after watching him a few times."

The recipe for pickles is no secret.

For leading companies like Liubiju, the formula is not confidential. The main focus is on controlling quality and details rather than any secret recipe.

"Then do it!"

Chen Min glanced at her husband and agreed.

Li Hongbing's pickle business is very profitable. He earns more from a stall at the entrance of the alley than the couple could earn from setting up a stall on Qianmen Street.

"These pickles are left to you."

Chen Fan turned around and climbed up the ladder, no longer caring about these things, and rode his bicycle straight to Quanjude in Wangfujing and booked a large private room.

The two families were invited to have dinner together this weekend to discuss the engagement.

　Second update~ working hard~
　　
　
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