He Wei was really amused by Ding Peng.

Because what this guy said was simply unpredictable.

I want you to get the Nobel Prize back next time, and you will also bring the Pulitzer Prize and Booker Prize.

Do you think these awards are all from your family? If you want to, take them.

You should know that all of these awards are the world's top literary awards, and they need to truly write good works to conquer the organizing committee.

"Ding Peng, you are also forty years old. Can you be more mature? Can you speak through your brain?" He Wei said in a deep voice.

Ding Peng was stunned for a moment. He knew that He Wei did not believe him.

It's no wonder. After all, the Nobel Prize is not something that anyone who wants to win, and it does require strength. Otherwise, it would be impossible for those few people who have won the award for so many years.

However, even if this award is hard to win, it is for others, for yourself.

"Minister He, it's because I've been through my brain before speaking that I'm saying this. I'm not kidding me next year."

He Wei was stunned this time.

Although Ding Peng did not say this in front of him, he could feel that Ding Peng really didn't joke on the phone.

But why does he have such confidence?!

"Ding Peng, you can't speak too much, so you can leave some room for yourself to retreat."

"I know, I can guarantee that the few books in the next year will not be worse than "The Old Man and the Sea". After all, I have been thinking about them for a long time, and it is not a big problem to win these awards, unless the organizing committee deliberately makes it difficult."

""

He Wei didn't say anything, and was silent for a long time before saying, "Can I believe you?"

Ding Peng smiled and said, "Do you think it's not worthy of your belief in my current identity?"

"Okay, Ding Peng, although I didn't ask you to write a document as a guarantee, you have to remember what you said today. I don't expect you to win the Pulitzer Prize and the Booker Prize. As long as you can get the Nobel Prize back, this is the highest award in the world."

"Can."

"Okay, you'd better deal with the rest. After all, you already know the news of your giving up the Nobel Prize. Now many people are in a mess and think you're crazy. These people include me, I'll die first."

After saying that, He Wei hung up the phone and returned it to Yang Zhichao.

The conference room of the China Writers Association was quiet and everyone looked at He Wei. They didn't know what Minister He and Ding Peng said just now, and it seemed that they had reached an agreement in the end.

"Minister He, Ding Peng" asked Yang Zhichao.

He was also very curious. Although he was very close to He Wei, he didn't hear it clearly just now because his phone was not turned on.

He Wei looked at everyone and said, "He doesn't want this Nobel Prize."

"ah?!"

In a word, everyone was stunned.

They didn't expect that Ding Peng was so stubborn, so it was useless for Minister He to call him in person.

Wait, he doesn’t want this Nobel Prize?

Yang Zhichao thought about this sentence and suddenly felt aroused because he felt that Minister He had something in his words.

What does he want to win this Nobel Prize? Does he still want the next one?

Sure enough, He Wei's words quickly confirmed Yang Zhichao's speculation.

"But he said he would get the next Nobel Prize back, not only that, but also want to get both the Pulitzer Prize and the Booker Prize."

"What?!!"

The group of people who were silent just now were blown up.

"No way? This guy dares to say such big words?"

"I'm going, I really don't know if this guy is really good or is showing off."

"Uh~~I'm a little confused. I don't want this class anymore. I want the next class, and I also need the Pulitzer Prize and the Booker Prize. Didn't he know that these awards are world-class literary awards?"

"I didn't expect this guy to go crazy in front of Minister He. This is a bit too arrogant."

"I saw a cow flying in the sky, and it turned out that Ding Peng was blowing on the ground."

""

Everyone was not calm because Ding Peng's words were so outrageous.

What did he regard these international awards as?

Is the soil on the ground rough? I bent over and picked it up.

That is an international award that countless people dream of not necessarily reaching through unremitting efforts. Do you think you will get it if you win it in the next session?

"Although I haven't had too deep a deal with Ding Peng, I feel like this person is a bit exaggerated."

Even Yang Zhichao was suspicious this time.

Through "The Old Man and the Sea" and "Ordinary World", he knew that Ding Peng did have strong strength, but no matter how strong you are, you can't win a big prize like taking a picture. There is no such easy thing in the world.

Unless there are no people in the world, you are the only one left, you can play whatever you want, but as long as there are two people in the world, you have to compete.

"Minister He, Ding Peng may have been under a lot of pressure during this period and his mind is a little confused, so he said such words. Don't take it seriously. In fact, the Nobel Prize is his personal, and we are just borrowing light. Since he doesn't want to receive it, let him go." Yang Zhichao said.

He Wei smiled and said, "I really took it seriously."

""

"Minister He, this"

"He will write a few books next year, and he has already completed his conception. Each one is no worse than "The Old Man and the Sea", he told me in person."

""

In a word, Yang Zhichao was speechless, and at the same time, his heart was beating violently.

How many books a year?

And each book is not worse than "The Old Man and the Sea"?

You're so naughty!

You should know that it is already amazing that a book "The Old Man and the Sea" can appear in the world literary world for so many years. Do you still want to write several books a year?

If Ding Peng can really do it, then he doesn't want to leave a way out for other literary masters.

How can you live?

The quality of the books a year is much better than the quality of the books you have in each year. This directly hits the confidence of others. Who can still play with him?

Just when everyone felt the sky was thundering, He Wei said: "It's enough for everyone to know about this matter. Don't spread it out for the time being. Whether Ding Peng can succeed can only be known until he has done it. OK, let's do it today's meeting."

After saying that, He Wei patted his butt and left, leaving behind a room of people with wood sculptures and clay sculptures.

At this time, Ding Manrou and Jin Ling also learned about the news, and Jin Ling ran over from Ding Ding's residence.

Ding Ding is already in the company, specifically sitting in Ding Peng's office, looking at his dad with disbelief.

"Dad, why is this? Is your Webbo true?" Ding Ding asked.

Ding Peng smiled and said, "Of course it's true. It's just a Nobel Prize. You have to go to Ruidian to receive it. It's too troublesome. If they really want to give it to me, they can come to China to present the awards, or just send the medal certificate and bonus check directly to the international express."

""

Ding Ding was dizzy. What did my dad think?

That is the Nobel Prize certificate medal and bonus. Do you ask someone to send it to you with a courier?

Then the Nobel Prize is too priced.

"Dad, the Nobel Prize is really a very important award. I don't want you to throw it away."

"It's okay, don't want it this year and next year, it's all the same."

""

Ding Ding wanted to faint again.

What is the same?

Can that be the same?

Besides, this is the Nobel Prize. It is amazing to win once in a person’s life. There are very few who can win twice, and there have never been one who can win the award for two consecutive years. Do you want to win it again next year?

Just when Ding Ding was speechless, two beauties came to Jinmai Entertainment, one was young and the other was about thirty years old, which were Jin Ling and Ding Manrou.

Ding Manrou has already gone to Fanxing Entertainment to report and is familiar with the company. But he found out that his dad will not receive the Nobel Prize this year, so the beauty came just by taking a taxi.

This award cannot be lost.

Zhao Yueguang and the others knew Ding Man Rou and Jin Ling, so they didn't stop him.

The two of them came to Ding Peng's office and looked at Ding Peng with a questioning look on their faces.

Ding Peng didn’t expect things to turn out like this. I just completed a system task. Do you have to be so nervous?

"You really don't want it?" Jin Ling asked.

"I don't want this year, but I might want it next year."

"Do you think the Nobel Prize is specially prepared for you?"

"It's almost the same."

""

"Why? Don't you believe me?" Ding Peng said happily.

Jin Ling stared at Ding Peng for a while, then suddenly sighed and said, "Okay, don't, if you don't, since you have decided, no matter whether you are right or wrong, I will support you."

"Don't worry, this award will arrive at our house sooner or later. Ding Li still lacks toys."
Chapter completed!