Chapter 217 Malanhua You Are a Black Ass (22)

When Zhang Tan returned to Little Red Horse, it was past 10 p.m., the kids were all asleep, Xiaobai had gone home, and Jiang Bin was not here tonight.

At the door stood Xiaobai's fish belly glass bottle, which contained half a bottle of boiled peanuts.

He took a shower and sat at his desk to deal with emails. There was a plan for a new book signing event sent by Qiao Rong of Pujiang International Publishing House.

Although he was not very famous, it was popular now. Qiao Rong tried to persuade the publishing house and encouraged Zhang Tan to do one. Now that TV dramas are so popular, it is also a news point to establish a gimmick.

After replying to the email, Zhang Tan opened Bihu and received more than 30 private messages.

A while ago, "What do you think of the Chinese comic "Unlucky Bear"" topped the Bihu hot search list. As a screenwriter, he personally participated in the answer and received the most likes, so he got to know many animation workers.

A person with the online name "Right Hand·Unfortunate Luck" has been in contact with Zhang Tan, and this time he also sent a private message.

"We have a party at the bar on West Chang'an Street at 7pm on Saturday. If you have time, Mr. Zhang, we cordially invite you to join us. We are all anime fans, so let's chat together and treat it as getting to know each other."

This is a face-to-face meeting. Zhang sighed and thought, isn't West Chang'an Street just outside the Little Red Pony? He will go and have a look when the time comes. It's just a few steps away, so he replied "OK".

He didn't know that "Right Hand·Inexplicable Luck" on the other side of the network was very excited about this and announced the news in the group as soon as possible.

The screenwriter of "Bad Luck Bear" is going to attend their Saturday party!

Everyone is very excited. On the one hand, they met a new friend, and on the other hand, this person is a master.

The people in this group are all anime workers, some of whom make animations, some draw comics, some have opened their own studios, and some work part-time, but most of them are freelance creators. Those who are doing well have their works published and even adapted into animations. Those who are not doing so well serialize comics on the Internet, just like online writers, working hard every day to earn some royalties.

"Unlucky Bear" is the most popular animation in China at this stage. The screenwriter Zhang Tan is a real master in their eyes. It is a rare opportunity to get close to a master.

After dealing with emails and private messages, Zhang Tan turned off his laptop and closed the window. The wind was very strong and cold at night, and the passionate young man couldn't stand it.

It has been a long time since he watched a movie. He opened his private theater, turned off the lights at home, and watched it on the sofa while peeling the boiled peanuts sent by Xiaobai. It was fragrant.

The movie he randomly ordered turned out to be a love movie!

It has been too long since he was nourished by love. Zhang Tan couldn't stand such abuse. He turned it off and changed to a war movie. The sound of "Tu Tu Tu" was more in line with his current mood.

"By the way, I haven't read my red envelope yet."

Zhang Tan remembered the red envelope sent by Gao Xiaolan, which was still in his bag.

He put down the fish belly glass bottle, got up and found the red envelope, turned on the desk lamp on the desk, tore open the hole, and poured out a bank card and a red paper.

The paper said: 88888 yuan.

There was also another paragraph, which congratulated him, praised him, and hoped that he would continue to work hard and achieve more success.

What a lucky number.

Zhang Tan put the bank card in his wallet. He didn't know how much Xiao Bai got. He would ask tomorrow.

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In late autumn, the night comes early. When Bai Jianping got off work and came out of the subway, it was already half dark.

He found the pancake stall at the intersection and circled the car.

"Where do you live?" Malanhua asked.

"Where's our Xiao Bai?"

"Tonight I'm going to Officer Ding's house for dinner."

"She's so good. The police invited her to eat Mang Mang."

"She's more promising than you."

Bai Jianping muttered something and helped her. The two were busy until the lights came on. The pancakes were finally sold out and they were ready to go home.

"Get in the car~ Sit on the co-pilot." Bai Jianping rode on the stall car.

"Fuck the co-pilot."

Despite saying that, she still got in the car and Bai Jianping pedaled back home.

When he went up the stairs, he found that the voice-activated light in the corridor was broken.

"Old Ma, go home first, I'll go buy a light bulb."

He went to the small shop downstairs to buy a light bulb and two ice creams. When he got home, he gave the ice cream to Old Ma first.

Seeing this, Malanhua glared at him and said, "Zhuazi bought this? Did you send out red envelopes again today? Hand it over!"

"No, no, no! I just want to treat you to it."

"I won't eat it, I'll give it to Xiaobai."

"Xiaobai is not here."

"Then wait for her to come back and give it to her."

"There's no refrigerator in my house, it will melt."

"If Xiaobai knows about it, she will call you a black fart."

"Hahaha, I just want to eat it secretly when she's not here."

"You are really a black fart, Xiaobai learned it from you."

"Stop talking nonsense, Do you want to eat it or not? If not, I can eat two by myself. This is my strong point. "

"Who said I don't want to eat it? Bring it here."

Malanhua ate the ice cream and threw the box into the trash can. Bai Jianping picked it up and said, "Don't throw it around. Xiaobai will find it."

"Zhuazi, you still want to eat the box?"

"I won't eat it. I'll throw it outside. This is called destroying the body and covering up the traces."

"You are so skilled. You must have done it many times, right?"

"I am a good person. I swear, Lao Ma, this is the first time."

Malanhua let him go for the time being.

Bai Jianping threw away the ice cream box and changed the light bulb in the corridor. When he came back, Malanhua had already prepared dinner, but it was too shabby. There were only two dishes, which looked like leftovers from lunch.

"Lao Ma, you are so stingy. I treated you to ice cream, but you gave me this?"

"Xiao Bai is not here, so we should be more casual."

"This is not more casual, this is more casual!"

"You have wine and peanuts, is that not enough?"

Seeing that Lao Ma was about to lose his temper, Bai Jianping was embarrassed and just ate it.

"Yes, can you use your mobile phone to do banking?" Malanhua asked.

"Of course I can, this is my strong point."

Malanhua stood up, took out her mobile phone, and then took out a bank card.

"What do you want to live in? Do you want to transfer money?"

"Yes, this is Xiao Bai's bank card, transfer money to it."

The bank card she took out was the one in Xiao Bai's red envelope, a gold card of ICBC.

"Why do you want to transfer money to this card?"

"Save it for Xiaobai."

"Oh, did you take out the 10,000 yuan here?"

"No."

"Then what else do you need to save?"

"Xiaobai still has money for filming!"

That is part of the 80,000 yuan.

Bai Jianping didn't ask any more questions. He fiddled with his phone for a while, and finally asked: "How much money do you want to transfer?"

"30,000 yuan."

"Oh, that's a lot. My Xiaobai is going to get rich. That's not right. We have 80,000 yuan in total. Why is Xiaobai 30,000 yuan?"

"Hey, 30,000 yuan for me, 30,000 yuan for Xiaobai, and 20,000 yuan for you."

Bai Jianping was unhappy when he heard it: "Why am I 20,000 yuan??!!! You are 20,000 yuan, and Xiaobai and I are 30,000 yuan each!"

Malanhua sneered: "Do you want to see the contract?"

"I don't believe it! I absolutely don't believe it!"

Malanhua didn't waste any words and got up to get the contract.

Seeing this, Bai Jianping immediately changed his tone: "Okay, okay, I remember to talk, Lao Ma, you have 30,000 yuan, I have 30,000 yuan, and Xiaobai has 20,000 yuan."

Malanhua slapped the table: "Stop talking nonsense, make money quickly, 30,000 yuan."

Bai Jianping: "Can you be more kind? I was so scared that my hands were shaking. What's the matter with transferring 300,000 yuan?"

"I don't have 300,000 yuan at home, what the hell are you transferring."

"...Okay, you want to give the bank card to Xiaobai?"

"She is so young and a fool. She thought it was paper flying. How can I give it to her? I will save it for her first. This time I will go home to buy things for her grandmother with her own money."

Bai Jianping was relieved and sighed: "My Xiaobai is still a 4-year-old baby, and she can make money. 40,000 yuan is amazing. When she is 20 years old in the future, she will have 200,000 yuan, right? Good! Cheers."

Reaching out to pour wine, he found that the bottle was gone. Lao Ma took it away first.

"Today's wine is finished, come back tomorrow."

"I won't drink tomorrow, let me drink today."

"You make 20,000 yuan, and you still bargain with me?"

"...Malanhua, you are a black ass~~~"