Chapter 741 Under the Banyan Tree
After a two-and-a-half-hour flight, the plane landed steadily at Hongqiao International Airport. Fang Minghua and his three children got off the plane with their suitcases and came to the departure hall. A fat man wearing a short-sleeved floral shirt and sunglasses.
It is Zhao Hongjun.
"Dad." Minmin shouted, running forward with open hands and throwing herself into Zhao Hongjun's arms.
"Dad, why don't you come back? I miss you." The little girl nestled in Zhao Hongjun's arms and told her.
"Dad misses you too, but I'm just a little busy recently. I'll go back when I'm done." Zhao Hongjun picked up his daughter and explained.
But I felt a little guilty.
Being busy is one thing, but more importantly, I have a family and a son here.
Minghua came up with his two children, joked for a while, and everyone left the waiting hall together.
When he arrived at the parking lot and got into the Mercedes-Benz, Zhao Hongjun said to Fang Minghua, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "I'll take you to the hotel first, and let's eat hairy crabs together at noon!"
This time we stayed at the New Jinjiang Hotel. Zhao Hongjun booked a large suite with two bedrooms. The two little girls lived in the inner bedroom, and Fang Minghua and his son lived outside.
After taking the children into the suite and arranging for them to take turns to take a shower, Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun sat on the sofa in the living room outside and chatted.
"Minghua, I originally wanted to take you to live in my villa. The place is very spacious, but I don't know how to explain to Minmin. Let's wait until she is older." Zhao Hongjun whispered.
Fang Minghua nodded to express his understanding.
Will you also face this problem in the future?
After the three children finished taking a shower and put on clean clothes, Fang Minghua also went in to take a shower, put on T-shirts and shorts, and the five of them happily left the hotel.
The tour in Shanghai has begun.
The Bund, Oriental Pearl Tower, Haichang Ocean Park, Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street, and of course the Wildlife Park and Planetarium
Every day, Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun take their children out early and come back late. Sometimes Zhao Hongjun When the company had something to do, Fang Minghua drove his children to go shopping alone. However, the streets in Shencheng were messy like spider webs and far less square than those in Xijing. In this era, vehicles did not have GPS navigation, so they often went in the wrong direction.
But it doesn’t matter, I’m playing with my children anyway, and I can play wherever I go.
On this day, Fang Minghua drove alone with his children to Lingang New Town in Pudong New Area to see the sea, and did not return to the hotel until evening.
In the evening, Zhao Hongjun came over, carrying a large plastic bag. When he entered the door, he smiled and said, "Come on, let's see what delicious food I bring you?"
Open Take a look at the plastic bags.
Soy beef lion head, soy eggs, crab shell yolk, and a lot of fried shrimps.
Holy shit!
It seems like I am abusing my children by taking them out and not feeding them?
However, the three children ate with gusto.
Fang Minghua was not too interested in this braised flavor, so he made a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
"Minghua, Dai Jiali heard that you came to Shanghai and invited you to the company to take a look at the literary website they produced." Zhao Hongjun, who was sitting next to him, said.
“Oh, are you ready?” Fang Minghua suddenly became interested.
When he came to Shanghai last year, in addition to buying the bungalow, he also went to Lishengshi Group Company to meet Su Bin and Dai Jiali, and talked about the emergence of online literature in the United States and Tsinghua University BBS.
Dai Jiali is very interested in this.
Later, Shengshi Books established a dedicated online literature department, with Dai Jiali personally in charge.
Now I heard from Zhao Hongjun that the company has built a literary website, and he happily agreed to go and have a look tomorrow morning.
At around eight o'clock the next morning, Fang Minghua just pulled up the three children who were sleeping soundly. After getting dressed and washing up, he went to the restaurant on the third floor to have breakfast. After packing up, he went out and rushed to Shengshi Group. It's almost ten o'clock in the building, and Zhao Hongjun has been waiting in the office for a long time.
After asking the secretary to make arrangements for the three children, Zhao Hongjun took Fang Minghua to the Internet Literature Department.
There were several computers inside. Dai Jiali and a few people were talking to the computer screen. When they saw Zhao Hongjun and Fang Minghua coming in, they quickly greeted: "Director Zhao, Teacher Minghua."
< br>Fang Minghua smiled and nodded. Several young people nearby also stood up, and Dai Jiali introduced them.
"Teacher Minghua, these are some college students our Internet Literature Department is recruiting." Dai Jiali pointed at a thin young man and said: His name is Chen Wanning, a local, graduated from I am from the Business School of East China University of Science and Technology. I am interested in literature and the Internet. I am the operations director of the website. ”
Chen Wanning?
This name sounds familiar?
But this thought flashed past, and Fang Minghua smiled and shook his hand.
"Teacher Minghua, you are my idol. I especially like to read the martial arts novel "Swordsman in the Snow" written by you." Chen Wanning looked excited.
This is the only martial arts novel written by Fang Minghua, but it is not highly regarded in the literary circle and is not liked by literary youths. They prefer to read purely literary things.
But ordinary readers still like to read it.
Looking at the young man's excitement, a person's name suddenly flashed in Fang Minghua's mind.
Ning Caishen!
Isn’t his original name just Chen Wanning?
This is the earliest group of Internet writers in the Mainland, such as Jiang Nan, Jin Hezai, Li Xunhuan, etc., who have written online novels such as "The Sky of Fate" and "Square Inch". His representative work is "Wulin Gaiden" 》.
Unexpectedly, Dai Jiali dug him over.
Of course it is still unknown.
Fang Minghua remained calm. After shaking hands with several young people, he started to browse their websites with great interest.
The website is very simple, with almost no pictures and just a few dry columns. As the operations director, Chen Wanning explained the operating mechanism of the website to Fang Minghua in detail.
Unlike Shuimu Tsinghua of Tsinghua University, the website does not adopt a BBS model, which is similar to the "editorial review" model of traditional literary magazines.
All articles must be reviewed by an editor before being uploaded.
The website does not pay royalties to the author, it is purely for generating electricity for love. Of course, if the work is published as a physical book in the future, copyright income will be given to the author in accordance with relevant regulations.
Isn’t this the model adopted by the Under the Banyan Tree Literature website, one of the originator websites of Chinese-language online literature? !
Historically, the Chinese literature portal Rongshuxia was founded in 1997. It is the earliest and most branded literary website in China, and has one of the world's largest original literary works manuscript libraries.
And has established good cooperative relationships with many domestic publishing houses, film and television companies, print media, and news organizations.
Later it was acquired by Shanda Literature, and finally became a website under China Literature Group.
It’s a pity that everyone has been lost.
When it comes to reading, everyone only knows that the world was created at the starting point, and the clouds rose with red sleeves. Who knew there was an unknown one under the banyan tree?
Fang Minghua looked at a website.
The name is "Prosperous Internet Literature"
"This name has no personality." Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"It's an impromptu decision, and we haven't discussed it yet." Chen Wanning quickly replied.
"How about, Teacher Minghua, can you give me one?" Dai Jiali interrupted.
Fang Minghua pondered for a moment and said: "How about we call it under the banyan tree?"
"Under the banyan tree? This name is so poetic!" Dai Jiali was very excited after hearing it: "As soon as I heard it, Like a literary website! ”
Several other staff members also nodded in agreement.
Hey, sorry.
Borrow it.
But don’t worry, this banyan tree will never have the same fate as the one under the banyan tree in history.
(End of this chapter)