Chapter 178: New ideas

Chapter 178: Chapter 178: New ideas Director Zhang of Dacheng Law Firm received a phone call from Feng Yiping and immediately sent over Lawyer Zhao, who had originally received Feng Yiping. Thanks to Feng Yiping, Lawyer Zhao is now a key player in the newly established intellectual property department of their firm.

Lawyer Zhao stayed only one night, had dinner with Feng Yiping, and flew back to Yangcheng early the next morning.

The matter was simple: he took Feng Yiping's power of attorney and ten songs, leaving behind the contact information of some Hong Kong and Taiwan publishers he had collected, as well as the addresses of the Shanghai offices of several American law firms. Sёarch* The NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He didn't ask why Feng Yiping wanted all this, and Director Zhang told him, 'If there is anything our law firm can do, he will definitely entrust it to us, so there is no need to ask why.'

Feng Yiping carefully put the papers away. In an era before the internet became popular, having a powerful friend at a law firm with a good network was a real relief.

Yes, after he finished the novel, he was going to submit it to publishers in Hong Kong and Taiwan as well. Hong Kong and Taiwan were richer than China, and people there had the time and money to express their feelings. It was estimated that more people in those two places would like the style of Feng Yiping's novel.

As for the need to find a representative office of an American law firm in Shanghai, it is because he is preparing to make a quick buck from the Yankees.

This time, he has hit upon the idea of a reality show.

Reality shows of this kind are naturally no good in the current domestic environment, where television has not yet become widely popular, but in Europe and the United States, this format of programme has already been around for a long time. However, this format of programme will not mature until four years later, when a Dutch television company produces the programme Big Brother, which becomes an instant hit and is transplanted to many countries.

Of course, if you wait until then to buy these ideas, it will be difficult to find a buyer and it will be hard to negotiate a good price.

It is better to plan the general outline of two classic American reality shows that he is familiar with now, and maybe you can get a good price for them. The American spirit of entertainment is leading the world, and their business acumen is beyond doubt.

Feng Yiping has already come up with two programmes: The Amazing Race and America's Next Top Model. Both are classic and enduring programmes.

Feng Yiping watches The Amazing Race because he is jealous of the ordinary people who win the million-dollar prize every season. This is much more reliable than hoping to win the lottery.

The show was later introduced in China, but the focus of the domestic version is different. Instead of watching the contestants work hard and compete, the focus is on the celebrities, which does not give the viewer the sense of substitution as the original version does.

As for watching America's Next Top Model, everyone understands that it is a visual treat, watching those beautiful women being mercilessly criticized by the harsh-tongued judges is mentally and physically pleasurable!

Using an American idea to make money from Americans makes Feng Yiping both happy and relieved just thinking about it.

He smiled all the way to the school gate, showing his pass to the guard for the fifth time today. At that moment, he heard a brake squeal behind him, and when he looked back, an Audi 100 pulled up directly in front of the gate. This was a very good car in 1995, and he couldn't help but take a second look.

At that moment, the car door opened, and a girl got out of the back seat. Feng Yiping glanced at her, but it was the same girl who had inexplicably snapped at him and Liu Wenjun the other day. Oh, it turned out that she was most likely someone with power in her family.

When she saw Feng Yiping looking at her, the girl's face, which had been smiling, turned cold. She snorted again, walked past him with her head held high, and Feng Yiping roughly estimated the angle of her head, which was also about 45 degrees, and it did have a very fresh and young look.

But who cares about you? It's the car that people are looking at, okay!

Compared to junior high school life, high school was much more formal. Although the studies were still intense, various supplementary classes were still taught normally. Of course, the stories in the school newspaper about classmates who had been guaranteed a place at a top university in China were a constant reminder of how important grades were.

In his class and at school, there was not a single person that Feng Yiping knew before or later, so no one knew his original personality. He simply saved the time dealing with his classmates, lived more freely, and arrived at school every day on time. During recess, he either wrote novels on his desk or went for a walk in the school garden to relax his eyes.

Unlike the pretentious and aloof girl sitting behind him, his aloofness comes from the heart. So far, most of the classmates in the class have just nodded to him when they meet face to face and never said a word. As for what his classmates think of him and how they evaluate him, he simply doesn't care.

Of course, he can't treat his classmates like this with his teachers, otherwise he would be asking for trouble, right? He always completes all the tasks assigned by his teachers on time. After all, deep down, he is still a good student who listens to his teachers.

In the first exam after entering school, he was again the top student in his year, which somewhat added to his score in the eyes of the teacher.

There was no way around it, his weakness was mathematics, but then in the technical secondary school, he at least learned high school mathematics for a year or two, so he had some foundation. Besides, a psychological age of 30-something is better than a psychological age of 10-something, both in terms of thinking ability and the way of looking at problems.

Class teacher Li was quite dissatisfied when he saw Feng Yiping just drifting along outside the class. He always wanted to talk to Feng Yiping, but couldn't find a starting point. So he opened Feng Yiping's file and read what Wang Yumin had written: 'The student is united with his classmates and helpful.' For the first time, he resented himself for writing such clichés.

That afternoon, when he saw Feng Yiping pedal his bicycle into school on time, he couldn't help but wave and call out to him, 'Hello, Mr Li!'

Feng Yiping certainly didn't treat his current homeroom teacher with the same respect and politeness as he had Wang Yumin, but they were still on good terms.

Feng Yiping walked next to Mr Li on the track, 'Yiping, it's been almost a month since you started in this class. How do you feel?'

'I feel pretty good. The software and hardware are much better than in junior high school, and the learning intensity is not high.'

'Well, you have a good foundation and a strong ability to absorb, so you don't feel the learning intensity is high. For some students, it is not low. By the way, what do you think of your classmates?'

'It's pretty good. The overall level is very high.' Feng Yiping still answered politely.

'But why do I feel that you don't really want to get along with them?'

'That's not true, Mr Li. To be honest with you, I'm not a good person. Sometimes I speak too harshly and easily cause conflicts. So I think it's better to keep some distance.' Feng Yiping said these untruthful things to Mr Li with a straight face.

Well, since it's a character flaw, what can Mr Li say? 'Yiping, you have to remember that in our country, we always emphasise the collective over the individual. You can think about it more when you have time.'

Feng Yiping understood what Mr Li meant, but he didn't want to change. He already had a close friend, and it was better to maintain a gentlemanly friendship with these new and unfamiliar classmates, which saved both effort and worry.

His most leisurely time of the day was now every night before going to bed, sitting in a hanging chair on the balcony and looking out at the Yangtze River not far away.

He was holding a few pieces of paper in his hands, letters from Huang Jingping, which had been sent directly to the community. As for the address, it must have been Xiao Zhijie who told Zhang Qiuling, and Zhang Qiuling told Huang Jingping.

There was a photo of her in front of the normal school attached to the letter. She looked as serene and beautiful as ever in the photo. At the end of the letter, she wrote, 'I'm thinking of you all the time, and before I know it, I'm writing your name in my textbooks and notebooks.'