Chapter 274:0273【"Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword"】

"Wow, Jian, why did you come here so late and bring so many things?!"

Ni Frame lived in a small villa. When Gu Long opened the door and saw Shi Zhijian carrying some stewed vegetables and Wujiapi outside, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Ni Box didn't come out to open the door, but let his big head come over to open the door. It was obvious that he was still angry with Shi Zhijian.

Last time Shi Zhijian teased him and asked him to write an editorial on food safety in "Ming Pao", which almost caused Yongkang Company to go bankrupt.

Afterwards, Ni Box knew that he was being used by Shi Zhijian as a gunman, so he hated Shi Zhijian.

"Woof, woof, woof!" The bulldog raised by Ni Frame yelled at Shi Zhijian while squatting at the door.

Shi Zhijian hadn't stepped up to kick, but his big head had already kicked, "Street dog! Bark at everyone! I urinate in the middle of the night and you bark non-stop!"

It looks like the big head and the pit bull have a deep feud.

"I bought something at Lu Yu's Tea House, so I stopped by to have a look. How's it going, are you bothering me?"

"No! There are wine and food, it's so good that it hits the street!"

The big head stayed in Hong Kong for more than half a year, but he has mastered the Cantonese word "打街" thoroughly, and he will rush to and fro at every turn.

Shi Zhijian brought the food and drinks into the room, and at a glance he saw Ni frame lying on the sofa curled up like a shrimp, with his back turned to him.

The big head knew about Shi Zhijian and Ni Box's problems, so he helped Zhang Luo find plates and wine cups, and said, "Don't pay attention to him, his "Wesley" Calvin is in a bad mood these days."

Shi Zhijian put down the food and drinks, and looked around, there were many books in a mess. And the ashtray was full of cigarette butts. The room was also smoky. It can be seen that before he came here, Ni Frame and Big Head were probably both puffing and puffing and creating.

Shi Zhijian poured the stewed vegetables into the plate brought by the big head, went over and opened the curtains and windows himself.

"Hey, that one with no eyes, didn't you see someone sleeping? Don't open the window, it's windy!" Ni Frame said with his back to Shi Zhijian.

Shi Zhijian walked over, sat on the sofa and patted Ni Frame: "Still angry with me?"

"Who is mad at you? Smug!"

Shi Zhijian smiled, "Since you're not angry, why don't you get up and have a drink?"

"You don't need to look at me to know, Wujiapi, what's there to drink? I have brandy and whiskey in my wine cabinet! Drinking foreign wine is fun." Ni Box pouted his buttocks, turning his back to Shi Zhijian with a look of disdain.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Shi Zhijian stopped talking and walked over to eat and drink with Big Head.

The big head picked up a piece of chicken gizzard on the plate with the chopsticks, threw it into his mouth, and chewed.

Shi Zhijian handed him a bottle of Wujiapi he had brought.

He ate chicken gizzards with a big head, and praised in his mouth: "The ones made by Lu Yu Tea House really deserve their reputation!" He unscrewed the Wujia skin and took a sip, and said with a sigh: "Although this Wujia skin has no foreign wine It’s so expensive, but it’s suitable for our Chinese appetite! It’s so delicious that it hits the street!”

Ni Box pricked up his ears to listen, snorted, shrank his body, and pushed his butt higher.

Shi Zhijian and Big Head were eating, drinking, and talking together.

"How about it, are you still used to Chinese New Year in Hong Kong?" Shi Zhijian asked his big head.

"What's not you used to? Chinese New Year is nothing more than a group of drinking buddies get together to exchange glasses! If it wasn't for rushing to finish the draft, I'd already be drunk!"

"You haven't finished the manuscript of "Chu Liuxiang" yet?"

"Soon, the outline and everything are written, and then we can hire a better shooter to fix it."

"Gunner please? Won't you write it yourself?"

"I have written, I wrote the outline!" The big head shook his head, picked up a piece of duck neck with chopsticks and said, "Many bookstores have urged me to submit manuscripts, and the manuscript fees have risen again and again, and I don't know what to do. That’s good, I can only hand over the written outline to the gunners, and let them write for me. As for me, I can start a new book.”

"What new book?"

"It was you who gave me the inspiration, and that little Li Feidao is a worthy example." The big head spat out the duck neck that had been eaten up, with a painful expression on his face.

"It's a pity, I'm stupid, I can't think of a good story no matter how I think about it, and I can't eat or sleep well these days, so I have to drink and get drunk!" The big head sighed, "If you didn't come here today, I'm afraid I can't even eat these things!"

Shi Zhijian took a sip of Wujiapi, and glanced at his big head. Sure enough, he hadn't seen him for a long time, and he looked thin and out of shape.

Seeing this idea, Shi Zhijian deliberately said, "Writing novels is really that profitable?"

The big head was slightly startled, and wondered: "Why, you want to do it too?"

Ni Frame, who was pretending to sleep with his buttocks pouted, couldn't bear it any longer. He got up from the sofa and walked in front of Shi Zhijian with arrogance. He pierced the chicken gizzard very quickly, threw the duck butt into his mouth, and said after eating it comfortably, "Are you kidding me! It's not right for you to be a good big boss, why don't you go to the literary world to fight with us?" fight for a job?!"

Shi Zhijian sighed, "Lack of money!"

Big head and good heart: "How much is lacking, I will lend you!"

"Don't be fooled! What he wants is your words!"

Ni frame has been with Big Head for a long time, and he knows that Big Head is a soft-tempered person, as long as he is fed three or two mouthfuls of horse urine, let alone borrowing money from him, he is willing to borrow a human head.

"Not much, 200,000!" Shi Zhijian took a sip of Wujiapi, "It's just drizzle for you great writers!"

"Fuck you! Don't put a high hat on us! I only sell 10,000 scripts, how many scripts can I earn 200,000?"

"Didn't I give you 30,000 for a script last time?"

"That's an exception. You want me to rush to work, and I'm exhausted."

Shi Zhijian had no choice but to look at the big head.

Big head: "I can afford 200,000. If you need it urgently, Ajian, I will lend it to you!"

Ni Box gnawed on the duck leg anxiously, "You lend him an egg! He is the big boss, how can he have no money? Or don't borrow it and let him sell the plot!"

The big head blinked: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you want to write about Xiao Li Feidao? It's a good example? You've been grabbing your hair off these days. Since he said this sentence, there must be a story. Let him tell the story. You are in charge of selling the outline, first sell the outline to those bookstores, and see how much money you can make? If you earn a lot, lend him the money, if you don’t earn it, I’m sorry, and there’s nothing to talk about with my brothers!”

Ni Xiang felt triumphantly that his method was very good. There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. If you want to gain something, you have to pay the price.

His head was a little hesitant. He still thought it would be better to lend money to Shi Zhijian. After all, friends help each other. Unexpectedly, Shi Zhijian agreed, "Okay, it's settled!"

Shi Zhijian then took a sip of Wujiapi, "Big head, go get a pen, while I'm drunk, I'll tell you the story in my belly!"

Even if Shi Zhijian was short of money, he was not in a position to borrow money.

What's more, according to his current status, he can get a loan from the bank in minutes as long as he says hello to the bank.

It's just that when he was chatting with the big head just now, he knew that the big head was troubled by the new book during this time, and even the hair on his head was almost scratched.

Shi Zhijian wanted to help him, but he knew that his big head was full of arrogance, so he spoke directly for fear that he would not accept it. On the other hand, if he was helping himself, then he would definitely succeed.

Sure enough, when the big head heard that doing this might help Shi Zhijian, he immediately said, "Hey, that's great! I'll go get the pen!"

Soon his big head took the pen and paper, moved over the swivel chair he used for writing, lit a cigarette and put it on the table as if worshiping God, and then he put the cigarette in his mouth and looked at Shi Zhijian. start.

Shi Zhijian thought about his memory, "The name of this book is "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword", also known as "Little Li Flying Sword", and the hero is named Xiao Li Tanhua——Li Xunhuan!"

With a cigarette dangling from his big head, he began to write shorthand crazily, for fear of missing a little bit.

Ni Box began to gnaw on the duck legs frantically, for fear that the two guys would rob him later.

For a while, the whole hall was busy!