Under the gaze of the blonde beauty Lily, Wang gradually helped the old man into the car.

But looking at the steering wheel, he was a little embarrassed.

I can drive, but I don't have a driver's license!

In my previous life, in China, I always thought that Americans had cars, and even their children could receive a second-hand car as a gift after graduating from high school.

But when I really came here, I realized that not to mention other places, most people in New York don't have cars.

New York's underprivileged people can't afford to buy cars, and most of them live on government handouts, especially the black class in the slums.

The middle class, on the other hand, has no place to park, and parking is a scarce item in all big cities.

As for traffic jams and rampant car thieves, New Yorkers' desire to buy a car has greatly decreased.

This makes the original owner of the body have no motivation to get a driver's license.

The old man saw Wang Yan's predicament, and after observing that the blonde beauty Lily had turned her head and stopped paying attention to them, he quickly strode to the driver's seat.

Then, he said to Wang Yan: "You go over, I'll drive." ”

This quick action made Wang gradually stunned.

Wasn't the old man in pain just now?

This counts...

Skipping work?

I saw the old man skillfully twist the key, step on the accelerator, turn the steering wheel in a dashing manner, and then walk away.

Probably sensing Wang's surprised gaze, he smiled, "I'm not forced to work in the community, it's just that the old people are a little bored at home." ”

"Now, I seem to have found something more interesting. ”

As he spoke, he lifted his chin and pointed to the manuscript placed in front of the steering wheel.

"You mean, the manuscript is okay?" asked Wang gradually with some surprise.

"I don't know, I just want to finish reading it, you're halfway through this book, it's too uncomfortable. ”

The old man continued, "But when I wrote the book on engineering myself, I studied several publishers, and I can give you some advice. ”

"Also, I have a typewriter at home, so I think you need to print out the synopsis of the manuscript and submit it, right?"

Synopsis? Not all manuscripts?

Wang was stunned for a moment, and then nodded again and again.

This is again to prevent plagiarism.

"Thank you, thank you so much. You've been a great help. He thanked him repeatedly.

The old man just shook his head and said no more.

Soon, the car was in Brooklyn.

It's also a bit chaotic, but it's still a little better than the Bronx.

After all, shootings happen here only at night ...

The old man parked the car on the side of the street, and then led Wang gradually into an apartment.

Although this apartment looks shabby from the outside, it is still much stronger than Wang Jian's apartment.

Because it has an apartment caretaker and there is no smell of urine in the hallway.

After reaching the second floor, the old man opened the door.

The neat three-bedroom living room makes people feel refreshed.

Wang gradually took a deep breath.

Finally, there is no smell of leaves anymore...

It's not easy.

The old man asked Wang to sit on the sofa, and then went into the room and took out the typewriter and a pile of materials.

Then, he handed the finished part of the manuscript to Wang Jian and motioned for him to type it quickly.

And he took the unfinished part, sat on the chair, and looked at it with relish.

Wang gradually looked at this typewriter that was a little old, and felt very unaccustomed.

However, considering that typing on a computer and then working on a printer is just as time-consuming and more expensive, he forced himself to get used to it quickly.

Print it out and make a copy, it will save a lot of money.

As the sound of Wang's fingers tapping on the keyboard of the typewriter sounded, the room was even quieter.

Except for the old man who stood up and took some medicine, the two spent the whole afternoon reading and typing alone.

As the last word was finished, Wang gradually heard a "gurgling" sound in his stomach.

He finally looked up and looked at the time.

6:40.

You must hurry home, otherwise it will be dangerous for Chinese Americans to walk in the Bronx after it gets dark!

Wang Gradual's movement attracted the attention of the old man.

He looked out the window, then at the manuscript in his hand, and smiled at Wang Yan, "Don't worry, you can not go back tonight, if you think I am not in any danger." ”

Geezer?

Dangerous?

Are you kidding?

With his sick appearance, Wang gradually felt that he could beat ten.

So he stood up and said to the old man, "Thank you." Then I'll have dinner, and when I came, I saw a burger joint downstairs. ”

The old man continued to read the manuscript and nodded without raising his head.

Wang gradually stood up, moved his body, and then opened the door to buy two hamburgers.

Then, both of them ate burgers while looking at things.

However, the old man read Wang Jian's manuscript, and Wang gradually looked at the publishing house materials collected by the old man.

Maybe because the old man wanted to publish technical books back then, the top publishing houses were American Academic Press, and the three university presses of Chicago, California, and Harvard.

Not up to the mark, these publishers never publish novels.

Keep looking down.

The first is Harper Collins.

The publishing house has published works by Agatha Christie, Mark Twain, the Brontë sisters, Charles Dickens, Martin Luther King, Jr., and others.

However, it pays too much attention to serious literature, and it is not very drafted.

But Wang gradually wanted to try, because this publishing house is a real place for god-making.

The second is Random House.

It belongs to Bestaman Media and has the most powerful publicity and sales channels.

On the bestseller list, more than half of the books belong to it.

This is also Wang Jian's main submission goal.

As for Penguin Publishing (a British publishing house, a professional account of famous books), it is slightly weaker in the United States and belongs to the spare tire.

Scholastic, Abrams, and Candlewick are not strong enough.

Simon & Schuster Publishing and Disney Publishing are backed by Viacom and Disney respectively, and their enthusiasm for adaptation is much higher than that of publishing.

Just when Wang gradually wanted to get into trouble, fantasizing that the editors-in-chief of major publishing houses were begging him to sign a contract, and he was about to become famous, the old man suddenly coughed.

"Don't think about it so much, you can try all the publishing houses, and sign whichever one has passed the manuscript. ”

The old man finally finished reading the manuscript, raised his head and said to Wang Yan: "Remember, you are just a newcomer. Moreover, your work does not conform to the mainstream. ”

"Although, it's really catchy, it's too blunt and explicit. ”

Wang gradually touched his head, "Then do I have a chance to pass the draft?"

"There should be a chance, but don't expect too much from royalty or something. ”

The old man handed the manuscript back to Wang Yan and said, "You are still young, you need to understand the depth of the first novel yourself." ”