When he heard that Liao Yuan came here to sign a contract with Changhong Publishing House, Hu Fangyong was a little surprised, but at the same time, he was also in high spirits, in the industry, Huaxia Book Company is much more famous than Changhong Publishing House, and he is sure to come up with more favorable conditions to attract Liao Yuan.

So he smiled and said: "Mr. Liao, you have to pay attention to shopping around in everything, and choosing a suitable publishing house to cooperate with will definitely lay a solid foundation for Mr. Liao's high popularity in the future." ”

After finishing speaking, he said to Hou Jie: "Editor-in-wait, you won't mind, right?"

Hou Jie touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "Do I mind if it's useful?" Lao Hu, Lao Hu, I haven't known you for a day or two, you are the cat that smells fishy, and you won't let go if you catch something good." ”

Hu Fangyong smiled: "I don't like your description very much, but I think 'where there is a will, there is a way' is more suitable for me." ”

"So the two editors-in-chief, is it good to add one of me?"

There was movement outside the door.

When everyone turned around, they saw a woman wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, a black silk scarf around her neck, a white sunscreen suit, and black and white spotted slacks, pushing open the door and strolling in.

She is about 1.7 meters tall, with a slender figure and a red backpack on her back, as if she is a traveler along the way.

At this moment, when I walked into the house and changed into slippers, I also took off my sunglasses.

Ignoring the strange eyes of others, she calmly took off her cap, and the next moment, her long black and bright hair fell out.

Many people say that the moment a woman lifts her hair is the most beautiful, and this is not an exaggeration for this woman.

The slender jade hand was raised, and the hair was quickly tied into a ponytail, and then randomly stuck with a hairpin, so the whole person's face was exposed to everyone's eyes in an instant.

The skin is like jade, the pink cheeks are blushing, and the eyebrows and eyes are tactful, charming and innocent.

The beautiful yao nose and cherry mouth bring out the perfection of this melon seed face.

"Everybody......

The woman smiled delicately, obviously used to this kind of scene: "I'm not late, am I?"

In the face of this prosperous beauty, all the males present suddenly felt their breath suffocated.

Even Liao Yuan couldn't help but look at it twice.

In his opinion, this woman is second to none in terms of appearance and figure, even in the beautiful entertainment industry.

But he did notice the details.

No one is perfect......

This woman's figure-eight steps are also really coquettish......

Hu Fangyong came back to his senses for the first time, coughed, and said with a smile: "Dong Ling, since the last China Reading Summit, I am afraid that you and I have not been homesick for a year, right? ”

"What's there to congratulate you on this, you spend half of your salary every month on maintenance, and you're sure to be a handsome guy. ”

Dong Ling snorted, put the backpack at his feet, and ignored everyone's strange eyes, walked to Liao Yuan's side, and stretched out his hand: "My name is Dong Ling, I am the deputy editor-in-chief of the Tang Dynasty Publishing House, hello when we meet for the first time." ”

Liao Yuan was stunned for a moment before he stretched out his hand and shook the other party: "Hello." ”

Cool skin.

This was Liao Yuan's first feeling.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that he was clenched by Dong Ling, who asked curiously, "Don't you introduce yourself?"

"My name is Liao Yuan. ”

After Liao Yuan finished speaking, he suddenly reacted: "You don't know me......?

Dong Ling let go of Liao Yuan's hand and smiled: "Hey, I'm just having a good time, can't I?" Let me guess, you must be a writer, and a rookie writer who has suddenly risen, because the entire writer industry, but almost all those who are a little famous, I know almost everything, let me think about which rookie writers can make Editor-in-Chief Hu worry about ...... recently."

Dong Ling suddenly remembered something, looked at Hu Fangyong's slightly anxious gaze, and then looked at Liao Yuan in some surprise, and his eyes gradually lit up: "Are you the Liao writer who wrote "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"?"

Before Liao Yuan could speak, Hu Fangyong suddenly shouted: "How do you know?"

Dong Ling stroked her hair and said proudly: "Editor-in-Chief Hu, since you asked so sincerely and sincerely, then I will tell you with great mercy, in the past few days, have you often liked Writer Liao's Weibo more frequently in the middle of the night?"

The devil is in the details.

Hu Fangyong covered his chest and felt like he was about to vomit blood.

"Now, since it's Writer Liao, then I'll join in this fun, Editor-in-Chief Hu, ...... this time?" Dong Ling winked at Hu Fangyong.

When Hu Fangyong heard this, his head shook like a rattle: "Dong Ling, your Tang Dynasty Publishing House has recently signed a lot of red books, not bad for this one, but our Huaxia Book Company is hungry for good books. "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is a goal I set a long time ago, I ran all the way from the imperial capital to the East China Sea, in order to "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", this time I will not let anything go, you don't have to blink with me, this time I am bound to win. ”

Dong Ling sighed, sat down at a tea table to make tea for herself, and said while making tea: "Writer Liao, the three most powerful publishing houses in the whole country are now in front of you, I can't say other people's publishing houses, but the sales channels of our Tang Dynasty Publishing House are second to none in the entire Southeast Asia, we have hundreds of stores in the whole Southeast Asia, and the largest online bookstore in the country, even in North America, In Europe and other places, our tentacles can also be easily reached, and as long as it is a good work, it is easy to sell it overseas, so ...... Did you know that successful writers should choose the best partners when they choose their partners?"

Hu Fangyong's face was a little ugly.

This Dong Ling, who is already in her early thirties, still looks like a twenty-eight-year-old girl on the outside, always maintaining a childlike appearance, she is simply a goblin who has become a fairy, many people are deceived by her appearance, and they are easily entrusted with trust.

Dong Ling is very famous in the industry, even second to none, and is the hottest topic of conversation among many peers after dinner.

She was a war correspondent ten years ago, and then became an editor and became deputy editor-in-chief of the country's largest publishing house in less than a decade.

This is enough to explain Dong Ling's ability.

In the editing industry, there are few people with outstanding appearance, but Dong Ling was an accident.

In ten years, she has signed too many red books.

Chang Wu, a world-class writer who won the third Nobel Prize in Literature in China in 2018, was also tempted by success between Dong Ling's words, and his first work after winning the award abandoned the original publishing house and signed a new book publishing contract with Tang Dynasty Publishing House.

This matter caused a stir in the matter, and the original Dongdong Changhong Publishing House was also angry and sued the Tang Dynasty Publishing House for unfair competition, but in the end it still lost the lawsuit.

After all, such incidents have been counted countless before, and they will not stop there.

All the sources originated from Dong Ling.

Therefore, when he saw Dong Ling, Hou Jie, editor-in-chief of Changhong Publishing House, remained silent.

He was afraid that he would not be able to stabilize his emotions, and he would be beaten down by Dong Ling again......

This is a taekwondo expert who practices three nines in winter and three dogs in summer.

Don't look at the slender and attractive pair of jade legs, but when people raise their feet and kick them round, the big man with three white catties can't bear it.

Not only Hou Jie, Hu Fangyong was obviously aware of the fear of being dominated by Dong Ling when he was in a hurry.

At this time, I heard that Dong Ling had started lobbying again, although she had gritted her teeth in her heart, she still smiled, guarded against arrogance and rashness, and then slowed down her tone and said: "This is bad, Mr. Liao, the channels of our Huaxia Book Company are not bad, and our layout at home and abroad is not weaker than that of the Tang Dynasty." In addition, I think that although the writer is noble, after all, he is also a human being, and he also has to maintain a life, so let's not consider other factors first, just on the signing conditions of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", the three of us will talk about it in detail here, and let Mr. Liao choose alone. Mr. Liao, what do you think of this proposal?"

Liao Yuan nodded and said, "I agree." ”

Seeing this scene, Lai Yibai couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, patted Liao Yuan's shoulder, and gave him an encouraging look.

In the corner, watching the three major publishing houses and a little-known rookie writer talking about the details of the contract, it seems that there is no longer himself in his eyes, and the famous suspense novel writer Pi Jianzhou couldn't help but squat in the corner and draw circles......