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Chapter 124: Feeling teased (Please subscribe, please collect, please recommend, please vote, please vote!!!)

Unknowingly, Liu Jin has grown into a writer who can negotiate with Meila.

But Meera was not angry.

Based on her understanding of Liu Jin for half a year, she knew that Liu Jin would never do this unless there was a special reason.

Working with Carmen Balcells?
I'm afraid many publishers would feel honored.

What's more, Balcells is an elder of the same generation as Mela's grandmother.

But if there were no special reasons, Liu Jin should have cooperated through Mela and Carmen instead of saying it so directly.

Meera was smart enough not to ask why.

She smiled and nodded in agreement.

But then he said cunningly: "Liu, you owe me one."

"Of course!"

Meera said nothing more.

She left a check for more than two million francs and left.

Liu Jin put the check away, put on his sunglasses, looked at the beautiful girls walking in the sun, and laughed.

The wind is just right.

Not too light, not too heavy, very soft.

He sat under the parasol and waited until the sun gradually set before he lazily got up.

The Town Hall Square at night will be full of lights and wine.

However, Liu Jin was a little sleepy!
He staggered to the side of the road and sat astride the motorcycle.

Just as I was about to put on my helmet, the phone rang.

It's Abel!

"Bonsoir, Coach Abel."

"Your friend's trouble is solved. Those Monegasques won't bother him again."

"No problem, I'll ask him to give you the money later."

"Are you busy recently?"

"Not too busy."

"But you haven't come to practice boxing for some time."

"Hey, busy, busy!"

"Yeah, there's been a lot of discussion about your book. I even bought a copy. Remember to come and get it signed for me next time."

"no problem!"

"Also, an autographed photo of Alice..."

"Didn't I give it to you?"

"Shit, I want an autographed photo of Alizee, not a photo of you two... Are you completely unfaithful now? When the newspapers were hyping up the scandal a few days ago, I didn't believe it, but now you two...

Amos, you deserve to die!"

Abel was roaring on the phone.

Liu Jin burst into laughter.

After spending half a year together, he and Abel had become familiar with each other, and naturally they were no longer as restrained as they were at the beginning when talking to each other.

As for the photos…

That was just a little bit of his bad taste.

After chatting with Abel for a few words, he hung up the phone and then called Selena.

The next day after returning to Toulouse, Selena took Ma Jun to see Liu Jin.

She told Liu Jin about Ma Jun's situation and asked him for help.

Handsome's troubles are simple to explain.

He was very generous in order to make new friends, but ended up being targeted by several Monaco gangsters.

During the Christmas holidays, they took Ma Jun to gamble.

Well, that’s how Ma Jun fell into the trap.

Fortunately, they were just a few small-time hooligans and their appetites were not too big.

In total, he extorted about 100,000 francs from Ma Jun.

Liu Jin asked Abel to help solve this kind of problem, in exchange for Ma Jun paying him another 30,000 francs as a reward.

Ma Jun did not refuse.

In fact, Abel did not intend to take the 30,000 francs.

In his opinion, this matter was simpler than the last incident with the Korean guy.

One of his students is a thug for the Monaco mafia, similar to the Red Sticks.

All Abel needed to do was say a word, and everything would be resolved smoothly. But Liu Jin felt that the solution was too easy, and it didn't seem like it would teach Ma Jun a lesson. Thirty thousand francs wasn't much, but it wasn't too little either. It was enough to make Ma Jun feel bad, but also to remember the lesson.

For Abel, the 30,000 francs would be a waste.

"Old Liu, thank you!"

Selena was on the phone, extremely grateful.

“Sister, please don’t be polite since we are one family, but remember to ask Ma Jun to send the money.

Abel is not one of those little thugs. If Ma Jun angers Abel, he will be in even worse trouble... maybe even sent to Africa to pick cotton."

"Hahaha, I will tell him, but what you said is discriminatory."

"I didn't, I wasn't, that's bullshit."

Selina laughed again, and Liu Jin hung up the phone.

At this moment, Selena is in an apartment.

She hung up the phone while cooking.

On the other side of the dining table, Texas Hold'em... Bah, Texas Hold'em Mark put down the book in his hand.

"Your writer friend?"

"Yes!"

“His book is really good.”

"His new book?"

“Yes, I was very touched and I liked it very much.”

Selina gave an awkward smile and said, "Unfortunately, my French isn't good enough for me to understand his books... It's embarrassing. I haven't read any of my classmates' works. A few days ago, I met a local student at school, and he was talking to me about his last book. But... No, I need to learn French. You can cook for me from now on."

Texas Mark laughed out loud.

"I told you to learn to read and write... No problem, I'll cook from now on."

Then he suddenly asked, "Does your friend have an agent? If not, I can introduce him to one. I have a very good friend, Andrew Wylie, who is very famous in the American publishing industry. He was a senior editor at Random House for twelve years and has a lot of connections. If he's willing, I can introduce him to him."

Selina thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure, but I know he has a very good relationship with Mela, the editor-in-chief of Singla Publishing House."

"Singla is too small!"

Texas Mark showed disdain.

A sense of superiority, unique to Americans, arises spontaneously.

"I'll ask, but Lao Liu is a very nostalgic person. I'm not sure if he needs an agent."

For Liu Jin, his mission has ended with the publication of "Father".

Mela will drive other businesses, and he just needs to write happily.

The trend is achieved!

At least in France, he can say that.

His attention has now shifted to the comics in his hands and the upcoming "Pirates of the Caribbean".

When he got home, he turned on his computer.

I put the previously printed outline and collected materials at hand, and then typed a line of words in the header of the document.

Pirates of the Caribbean:The Curse of the Black Pearl
Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl

He took a look at the outline and then began typing frantically on the keyboard.

He had watched this movie no less than twenty times in his previous life.

The Central Princess Six was played several times.

All the plots have long been engraved in his mind.

Every line, every scene, every plot...

All he has to do is present the picture more brilliantly, that's all.

The keyboard clattered for over an hour, then stopped.

Liu Jin stretched his wrist, stood up and walked out of the study, preparing to get himself a cup of fine Longjing tea as a reward.

Hello moto!

The phone rings.

Liu Jin picked it up and took a look.

Sophie's phone call!
It's already ten o'clock, what's going on?
Does she want to emulate Sister Mai?
"I'm about to burn up!"

But the problem is, I'm not Rodman. How can I go to Paris with a flying drop?
Liu Jin answered the phone.

"Amos, what are you doing?"

"thinking of you!"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

After a moment, a burst of laughter sounded, as if there were other people.

"Okay, although I know you are teasing me, I am still very happy...I am old, but there are still little boys who like me. I am very happy...Why don't you come over now, and we can spend a very wonderful night together."

You damn French women, how dare you disturb my mind!

But, what should I do if I really feel moved?
"Okay, then I'll book a flight to Paris now!"

"Wow!"

"Oh la la!"

There was a joking laugh on the line.

It sounds like they are all women...

A group of women?
What to do if I have a little back pain!
Sophie Marceau cursed with a smile.

She doesn't care about this kind of thing. So what if others find out?

Think about it, she gave herself to an old man who could be her grandfather at the age of 18, let alone a little boy.

But jokes are jokes after all.

"I'm not in Paris now."

"Forehead?"

"Come to Cannes. Yesterday was the opening ceremony. It's been very lively here these past two days. If you're free, you can come over."

"Cannes?"

"Cannes Film Festival! As a writer, you don't even care about this?"

"Were you on the jury?"

"That's not the case."

"Then why should I care?"

There was another round of joking on the phone.

"Well, are you coming?"

Sophie couldn't bear it anymore, I guess.

"I definitely can't do it these next two days. I've just started a new book, and I have a French test tomorrow. I can't take time off."

"Then come over on Saturday, or some other time. It doesn't end until the 20th!"

"Have you been in Cannes?"

"Yes!"

"Then I'll fight for it."

"Hey, Amos, I'm Charlotte, Charlotte Gainsbourg, welcome to Cannes. I love your new book, and my father asked me to thank you."

"And here's me, thank you for your attention to the elderly. I'm Liv Ullman."

"And me, but I prefer Amélie. When will Adjani start auditioning? I'm Sandrine Kiberan. Remember to say a few good words for me."

Then, there was another round of laughter and scolding.

Liv's voice sounded a bit old, and she seemed quite old.

Sandrin sounds similar to Sophie, but she is definitely not as pretty as Sophie.

Charlotte is quite young, judging by her voice...

Liu Jin also agreed with a smile.

He knew that Sandlin was probably joking.

Although, he didn't know any of these three women, and had never even heard of them.

After chatting with Sophie Marceau for a few more words, and feeling that they must have drunk quite a bit, Liu Jin hung up the phone.

Women only hinder me from drawing my sword!

Tonight, I will fight for another two hours...

He rubbed his face, picked up the teacup, and walked back to the study.

But my mind was full of thoughts and I couldn't concentrate.

My mind is full of Sophie Marceau's invitation.

Spend a wonderful night together...

Gan!
What am I thinking?

It’s not like we haven’t been through this together.

Happiness is very happy, but it is a bit exhausting.

If that doesn't work out, why not go on the weekend? It's only two days anyway, so it's not a problem!

Oh no, oh no, what am I thinking about!

Liu Jin slapped his face, took a deep breath, clapped his hands, yelled, and continued typing!
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(End of this chapter)