Chapter 741 Under the Banyan Tree

After two and a half hours of flight, the plane landed steadily at Hongqiao International Airport. Fang Minghua and her three children got off the plane with suitcases and came to the waiting hall. They saw a fat man wearing a short-sleeved floral shirt and sunglasses.

It was Zhao Hongjun.

"Dad." Minmin shouted, opened her arms and ran forward to throw herself into Zhao Hongjun's arms.

"Dad, why don't you come back? I miss you." The little girl snuggled in Zhao Hongjun's arms and told him.

"Dad misses you too, but I'm a little busy recently. I'll go back when I'm done." Zhao Hongjun picked up his daughter and explained.

But he felt a little guilty.

Being busy is one thing, but more importantly, there is a home and a son here.

Minghua and her two children also came up, talked and laughed for a few words, and everyone left the waiting hall together.

Arriving at the parking lot and getting on the Mercedes-Benz, Zhao Hongjun said to Fang Minghua, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Let's take you to the hotel first. Let's go eat hairy crabs together at noon!"

This time, they stayed at the New Jinjiang Hotel again. Zhao Hongjun booked a large suite with two bedrooms. The two little girls lived in the inner bedroom, and Fang Minghua and her son lived outside.

After taking the children into the suite and arranging them to take turns to take a bath, 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 it to Minmin. Let's wait until she is older." Zhao Hongjun whispered.

Fang Minghua nodded to show her understanding.

Will I face this problem in the future?

After the three children took a bath and changed into clean clothes, Fang Minghua also went in to take a shower, changed into a T-shirt and shorts, and the five of them left the hotel happily.

The tour in Shanghai began.

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 took the children out early and came back late. Sometimes when Zhao Hongjun had something to do at the company, Fang Minghua would drive the children around alone. However, the streets in Shanghai were as messy as a spider web, far less square than those in Xijing City. In this era, vehicles did not have GPS navigation, so they often went in the wrong direction.

But it didn't matter. Anyway, I was taking the children to play, so I went wherever I wanted.

That day, Fang Minghua drove the children to Lingang New Town in Pudong New Area to see the sea, and did not return to the hotel until the evening.

In the evening, Zhao Hongjun came over, carrying a large plastic bag. As soon as he entered the door, he smiled and said, "Come on, look at what delicious food I brought you?"

Opened the plastic bag and took a look.

Beef with soy sauce, soy sauce eggs, crab shell yellow, and fried shrimps.

Fuck!

It seems that I took the children out and abused them by not giving them food?

However, the three children ate with relish.

Fang Minghua was not very interested in this kind of braised food, 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 see the literary website they made." Zhao Hongjun, who was sitting next to him, said.

"Oh, it's done?" Fang Minghua immediately became interested.

Last year, when he came to Shanghai, in addition to buying the villa, he also went to Shengshi Group to meet Su Bin and Dai Jiali, and talked about the online literature that had appeared in the United States and Tsinghua University BBS.

Dai Jiali was very interested in this.

Later, Shengshi Books specially established an online literature department, which was personally managed by Dai Jiali.

Now, after hearing Zhao Hongjun say that the company had made a literary website, he happily agreed to go and take a look tomorrow morning.

At more than eight o'clock the next morning, Fang Minghua woke up the three sleeping children, dressed them, washed them, and went to the restaurant on the third floor to have breakfast. After packing up and going out, it was almost ten o'clock when he arrived at the Shengshi Group Building. Zhao Hongjun had been waiting in the office.

After asking the secretary to arrange for the three children, Zhao Hongjun took Fang Minghua to the online literature department.

There were several computers inside. Dai Jiali and a few people were talking to the computer screens. When they saw Zhao Hongjun and Fang Minghua come in, they hurriedly greeted them: "Mr. Zhao, Teacher Minghua."

Fang Minghua smiled and nodded.

Several young people stood up next to them, and Dai Jiali introduced them.

"Teacher Minghua, these are some college students we are recruiting for our online literature department." Dai Jiali pointed to a thin young man and said: His name is Chen Wanning, a local, graduated from the School of Business of East China University of Science and Technology, is very interested in literature and the Internet, and is the website's operations director. "

Chen Wanning?

Does this name sound familiar?

But this thought flashed through his mind, Fang Minghua smiled and shook hands with him.

"Minghua teacher, you are my idol, I especially like to read the martial arts novel "Snow Sword" you wrote." Chen Wanning was excited.

This is the only martial arts novel written by Fang Minghua, but it is not highly regarded in the literary world, and young literary people don't like it either. They prefer to read pure literature.

But ordinary readers still like to read it.

Looking at the young man's excitement, Fang Minghua suddenly thought of a person's name.

Ning Caishen!

Isn't his original name Chen Wanning?

This is the earliest batch of online writers in the mainland, such as Jiangnan, Jin Hezai, Li Xunhuan, etc., who have written online novels such as "The Sky of Fate" and "Inch in a Square Inch". His representative work is "Wulin Wai Zhuan".

I didn't expect Dai Jiali to dig him over.

Of course, he is still unknown now.

Fang Minghua remained calm, shook hands with several young people, and then looked at their website with great interest.

The website is very simple, with almost no pictures and just a few dry columns. Chen Wanning, the operations director, explained the website's operating mechanism to Fang Minghua in detail.

Unlike Tsinghua University's Shuimu Qinghua, the website does not adopt the BBS model, which is similar to the "editor review" model of traditional literary magazines.

All articles must be reviewed by the editor before they can be uploaded.

The website does not pay authors for their works, it is purely for love. Of course, if the works are published in physical books in the future, the copyright income will be given to the authors in accordance with relevant regulations.

Isn't this the model adopted by Rongshuxia Literature, one of the originators of Chinese online literature? !

Historically, Rongshuxia, a Chinese literature portal, was founded in 1997. It is the earliest and most branded literary website in China, with one of the largest original literary manuscript libraries in the world.

It has established good cooperative relations 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 Yuewen Group.

It's a pity that it has been forgotten by everyone.

When it comes to Yuewen, everyone only knows Qidian Chuangshi and Yunqi Hongxiu. Who knows there is an obscure Under the Banyan Tree?

Fang Minghua looked at a website.

The name is "Shengshi Online Literature"

"This name has no personality." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"It was chosen temporarily. No one has discussed it yet." Chen Wanning replied hurriedly.

"How about, Mr. Minghua, can you give it a name?" Dai Jiali interrupted.

Fang Minghua pondered for a moment and said, "How about Under the Banyan Tree?"

"Under the Banyan Tree? This name is too poetic!" Dai Jiali was very excited when he heard it: "It sounds like a literary website!"

The other staff members also nodded in agreement.

Hehe, sorry.

Borrow it.

But don't worry, this Under the Banyan Tree will definitely not have the fate of the Under the Banyan Tree in history.