Zhang Fei couldn't help asking when he saw Yan Jidao's eyes were red, swollen and bloodshot.

"I had a few drinks with some friends yesterday." Yan Jidao smiled coquettishly.

Yesterday, he was forced to hold a celebration banquet at Bailun Tower. At that time, too many friends came to congratulate him. Fan Zheng also wanted to win over Yan Jidao, so he gave him a banquet.

Yan Jidao was also a prodigal son in a brothel, so he hardly slept at all.

"That's it." Zhang Fei nodded and added: "Yan Gong's poetry collection is so popular. In my opinion, it is mainly because the stories written by Mr. Yan are very touching..."

"No."

Yan Jidao hurriedly said: "This is mainly because my father's words are already popular, and coupled with Sanlang's ideas, he is so popular. I am just a small help."

He has a rather arrogant temperament, so these are definitely not his humble words. In his opinion, he really didn't bother too much. He just wrote it casually according to Zhang Fei's ideas, and it was not about writing some eternal quatrains.

How difficult can it be.

Zhang Fei smiled and said: "But in my opinion, the words are also Yan Gong's and my idea, but if it were someone else, it might not be so popular."

Yan Jidao was very embarrassed and said: "Sanlang is so complimentary. I feel so ashamed that I don't deserve it."

Zhang Fei said, "If Mr. Yan doesn't deserve it, then this matter will be difficult to handle."

Yan Jidao was surprised and said: "How can you say this?"

Zhang Fei said: "With this kind of thing that brings both fame and wealth, many people will definitely follow suit, so...so I still hope that Mr. Yan can continue to help."

Yan Jidao glanced at him and said nothing.

Zhang Fei said: "I can take 20% of the shares of the genuine bookstore in return and ask Mr. Yan to come to the genuine bookstore to help."

"It's not about money."

Yan Jidao said hurriedly: "It's just that I am a court official, so this is really inappropriate."

I am an official, and if you ask me to resign and come here to work, no smart person would do that!

Zhang Fei smiled and asked: "Mr. Yan, does he know why I can become an official?"

Yan Jidao was stunned, "Of course it's because of Sanlang's ability to litigate."

Zhang Fei nodded and said: "But if I directly relied on my father-in-law's relationship to become an official in the court, does Mr. Yan think I would still be as successful as I am today?"

Yan Jidao was slightly startled.

Zhang Fei asked himself and answered: "I guess I will definitely not be as good as I am today, because I don't know what position will be assigned to me. Maybe it is something I am not good at, or maybe even if I do well, no one will pay attention to it.

Like now.

It was because others recognized my abilities first and then recommended me to become an official, so my official career will be smooth sailing. The same is true for Mr. Yan. In his current position, Mr. Yan has little opportunity to perform. Obviously, it is written

Writing and arranging operas can better reflect Mr. Yan's talent.

When Mr. Yan becomes more famous, the career that Mr. Yan expects may come naturally, and many things he deliberately insists on will not come true."

These words made Yan Jidao feel like he was enlightened. He immediately stood up and bowed his hands, saying, "Sanlang's words made me enlightened. Thank you very much. Thank you very much."

The reason for being frustrated is often because you are unable to showcase your talents on your current platform. At this time, you may be able to get a better career by changing careers and doing something you are good at and interested in.

Of course, the premise is that you are really capable.

Zhang Fei quickly returned the gift and said, "What do you mean, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Jidao hesitated a little and said, "I still have to discuss it with my family."

The implication is that I am willing.

Zhang Fei smiled and said: "Then I will just wait for the good news."

Speaking of his family, Yan Jidao suddenly asked: "By the way! I have a question, I want to ask Sanlang."

Zhang Fei said hurriedly: "Mr. Yan, please speak."

Yan Jidao said: "This father's words should not be exclusive to me. I should give some money to distribute to my brothers, but I am really not good at handling these things. How much does Sanlang think I should give to my brothers?"

Zhang Fei thought for a while and said: "From the perspective of ear pens, I think 30% is enough."

"Thirty percent?" Yan Jidao said, "That's a little too little."

Zhang Fei said: "Although it is a collection of Yan Gong's poems, Mr. Yan's articles actually account for a larger proportion, which is one of the main reasons for its popularity. If Mr. Yan takes 30% of the profits to share with the other brothers, even if he goes to court,

I can also guarantee that Mr. Yan will not lose."

After all, he is an ear-pen. He made this clear in the contract. The author of this collection of poems was not Yan Shu, but Yan Jidao.

If Yan Jidao's family wants to litigate, he will never lose.

"How can I go to court with my brother?"

Yan Jidao was so frightened that he shook his head. Although such lawsuits were common in the Northern Song Dynasty because they were stipulated by law, for a family like theirs, this would never happen. He thought about it again and said: "You said taking seven

If you take out the harvest and share it with your brothers, will they be dissatisfied?"

Zhang Fei scratched his head and said: "This...I don't know, but is 70% a little too much?"

"how?"

Yan Jidao nodded and said, "You think it's too much, so my brother and the others shouldn't have any objections."

Zhang Fei just smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!