Before eight o'clock in the morning, Renmin Road had just become a little lively, and Lin Miao had already arrived downstairs in the publishing house building. Habitually glanced up at the banner hanging in front of the building, and saw that the content on the banner had changed again, and the sales of "Seeking Immortals" broke through from 3 million copies to 3.5 million copies. To put it simply, it is the numbness caused by the sudden and rapid arrival of money, and after more than a month of rapid growth, there is still a minimum of respect for money intellectually.

"The troubles in the world are, in the final analysis, the troubles of life and death, and outside of life and death, there are no troubles when you have money. If I sell 1.5 million more copies of this book, I will earn the first 10 million in my life, and I will no longer have freedom and get rid of low-end troubles. Sister Xiaohong, tell me the truth, are you shocked? Dynamic or not? Do you want to go upstairs immediately and resign and mess with me?" Lin Miao stood in front of the building and said to Jiang Xiaohong, "I want to understand the truth of the universe at a young age, and sometimes I am really afraid that God will suddenly slash a bolt of lightning and take me away in order to seal my mouth." ”

"Don't worry, if you are hacked one day, it must have nothing to do with you leaking the secrets, maybe it is purely to see that you are unhappy. Jiang Xiaohong replied with a smile, gently pinched Lin Miao's ears, and dragged them directly into the building.

Lin Miao was like an old scalper who was pulled by the nose ring, and he couldn't be disobedient, so he could only follow her and staggered up the steps in front of the door, angrily scolding this little girl in his heart for being so bold! Uncle Ben saw the uncle with tens of millions of funds twenty years later, he was polite and respectful, and he dared to make such a heavy hand on me now?

Who gave you this kind of courage to treat tens of millions of fund holders like dung?!

- How dare you grab dung with your bare hands?!

Miao Ye hated getting rich, and he didn't even let go of himself.

Jiang Xiaohong took a few steps by Lin Miao's ear, picked up Xiaodouding under the envious gaze of the doorman Lao Qin, and went straight upstairs.

The elevator did not stop on the 8th floor, and went directly to the 12th floor first.

At eight o'clock, there is still an hour away from the meeting of the three giants of the editorial department of "Red Miao", that is, Lin Miao, Sun Yuyan and Jiang Xiaohong. Sun Yuyan estimated that she had just come home from the vegetable market, and then she had to wait for the bus to come slowly, so there was no need to go to the office on the 8th floor immediately. But workaholic Ding Shaoyi, this must be here.

went up to the top floor and went to the outside of Ding Shaoyi's office, Jiang Xiaohong gently pushed the door, and sure enough, the door had opened.

Walking outside, there was no one behind the desk facing the door. Secretary Lin couldn't help but shake his head, the little secretary of Ding Shaoyi's new recruit must not have understood what a secretary is, and he didn't understand how to actively unfold the life of accompanying Wang every day 365 days a year.

Ding Shaoyi's low and majestic voice came from inside the room: "Please come in." ”

Lin Miao and Jiang Xiaohong pushed the door in.

Jiang Xiaohong shouted the director first.

When Ding Shaoyi saw the two, she immediately showed a smile and said, "Come here so early, have you eaten breakfast?"

Lin Miao said: "I ate in the hotel with Sister Xiaohong." ”

Jiang Xiaohong smiled at Ding Shaoyi, and saw that there was still something missing on the boss's desk, so she immediately walked straight to the filing cabinet, opened the cabinet skillfully, and took out the box containing coffee powder and sugar cubes from it. Lin Miao and Ding Shaoyi glanced at each other, revealing a smile that both parties understood and praised Miss Xiaohong.

Immediately, Ding Shaoyi said straight to the point: "Miao Miao, I have found more than a dozen people in "Demon Hunting Notes" in the past few days, and everyone is quite interested, but it is just the things that are written, and the taste is not right. Dongou City can't find a suitable person to do it for the time being. I mentioned it to my teacher yesterday, and asked him to ask the teacher of the Chinese Department of Hudan University next week, it is best to find someone who can write full-time, but the cost of the main writer may not be low, the manuscript fee is from the publishing house, and if you share it, you have to deduct it from your side. ”

Lin Miao thought about it for a while and said, "Let's look at the quality of the things first, and then talk about the money if the quality is passable." The bottom line on my side is 5%, let Sister Xiaohong talk, and the excess belongs to her. If you don't agree, I don't want anything to be good, and there is no shortage of people in the world who can write. ”

"Okay, I'll get in touch right now. ”

Ding Shaoyi, who was in a hurry, immediately picked up the phone on the table and called Hucheng.

In front of Lin Miao, a phone call lasted for five or six minutes, and when she explained the matter, Jiang Xiaohong's coffee also came, brewed a large pot, and brought the sweet smell of coffee to the room when she entered the door.

After Ding Shaoyi finished the phone call, she told Jiang Xiaohong about the task that Lin Miao wanted to give her.

Jiang Xiaohong didn't expect to reap such a huge benefit, and it was wrong to look at Lin Miao's eyes. If "Demon Hunting Notes" can sell the sales of "Seeking Immortals", even if each copy is only a dime, 1% is hundreds of thousands!

Lin Miao looked at Jiang Xiaohong's daze and said with a smile: "I'm okay with you, my mother doesn't take as much as you." ”

Jiang Xiaohong didn't think about it, walked to Lin Miao and squatted down, put a red mark on his face, turned his head and said to Ding Shaoyi: "Director, if I resign one day to work for Miao Miao, you won't blame me, right?"

Ding Shaoyi couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I told Qingqing's parents last night......

Before he could finish speaking, the phone rang outside. Jiang Xiaohong immediately got up and walked out to pick up the phone, said a word on the 12th floor, and hung up the phone. Then he walked back to the room and said to Lin Miao: "Mr. Lin, the little secretary you are thinking about has come to the door by yourself, are you summoning it now, or will you talk about it later?"

Lin Miao sat down on the sofa: "Since the little girl is so active, then give it a chance, just now, I will have an interview first." ”

Jiang Xiaohong asked with a smile: "There is such a candidate in the city, is there a need for an interview?"

"Of course there is. Lin Miao put her hands on the edge of the sofa, kicked her legs, and said lightly with a natural expression, "If you don't have an interview, how will she understand who is the boss and who is working?"

At this time, he heard Ding Shaoyi explain anxiously: "No, no, Miao Miao, you misunderstood this matter." Qingqing's working relationship is on our side, and now it is only sent to your unit for use, and you pay the salary, and the person is still ours. ”

Lin Miao was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "So it's the person who spent my money to support you?"

Ding Shaoyi pretended to smirk and said, "Sort of......"

Lin Miao said again: "Then what if I refuse to accept it?"

Ding Shaoyi was embarrassed by Lin Miao's question, and said reluctantly with a smile: "That's why we have to sit down together today, let's talk about it first......