Under the leadership of this female staff member, Ye Xuan took Sissi's manuscript and led her three lovely baby daughters to the door of the editor-in-chief of the "Children's Books" magazine.

Knock knock!

The female staff knocked on the door.

"Please come in. ”

A middle-aged man's voice came from inside the office, and the female staff member pushed the door open.

"Editor-in-Chief Tang, this Mr. Ye Xuan is here. ”

In the office sat a middle-aged man with glasses, who looked to be about forty years old, with an air of elegance, but seemed to be a little arrogant.

Tang Chinese nodded and signaled the female staff at the front desk to go over first.

"Mr. Ye Xuan, please be seated. ”

When Tang Chinese faced Ye Xuan, he was still a little polite.

Because Tang Chinese knows who this Ye Xuan is, the second son of Ye Jianguo, a well-known business tycoon in China.

Ye Xuan saluted back, and then took the three baby daughters to sit on the sofa in the office, and the three of them sat on the sofa without looking around, very well-behaved.

"Who are these three cute little ones?"

Tang Chinese looked at Sissi and asked curiously.

"My daughter. ”

Ye Xuan responded lightly.

"I didn't expect Mr. Ye Xuan to even have such a daughter. Tang Chinese liked these three children very much: "I heard that Mr. Ye Xuan came to us, is he going to submit?"

"Yes, Editor-in-Chief Tang, it's not that I submitted the article, but I submitted it for my precious daughter, thinking that my daughter's manuscript could be serialized in your "Children's Books" magazine. ”

Ye Xuan said truthfully to Tang Chinese.

"Oh, your daughter's manuscript?" Tang Chinese frowned and looked at the three cuties, who also looked to be only four or five years old.

"Yes, my daughter Sissi's manuscript. Ye Xuan picked up Qian Qian beside him and put it in front of him: "Say hello to Uncle Tang." ”

"Hello Uncle Tang. ”

"Hello. Tang Chinese responded with a smile, and then continued to ask Ye Xuan: "Mr. Ye Xuan, are you sure that I am not making fun?"

"What do you mean?"

Ye Xuan didn't know why.

"Although we have a children's book magazine here, which of the manuscripts we receive is not a work written by everyone who writes fairy tales? I'm afraid that something written by a young daughter like you is not suitable for us here, right?"

Tang Chinese said bluntly.

Although "Children's Books" is a magazine for children to read, the fairy tales serialized in children's books are not written by children, but by some adult fairy tale writers.

"You haven't even seen it, how do you know it's not suitable?"

Ye Xuan asked rhetorically.

Tang Chinese laughed when he heard this: "Hahahaha, Mr. Ye Xuan, don't be kidding, how old is your daughter this year?"

"Four and a half years old. ”

"So, four-and-a-half-year-old little doll, what works can be written?" Tang Chinese continued like a smiling tiger: "Otherwise, Mr. Ye Xuan, you leave the manuscript here, if I can serialize it in the "Children's Books" magazine after I read it, I will contact you later?"

It's back contact again!

Ye Xuan could imagine that if he left the manuscript behind, he would probably be thrown into the trash by this guy when he turned around.

"Editor-in-Chief Tang, can't you take the time to read it now?" Ye Xuan really couldn't figure it out, obviously the manuscript that could be read in a few minutes, why did this Tang Chinese just not want to read it?

"Mr. Ye Xuan, I have a lot of manuscripts to accept every day, and I am very busy. ”

Tang Chinese said in a "prevaricating" tone.

In the eyes of Tang Chinese, what else will this Ye Xuan do besides "playing"?

Isn't it just a family background that was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he wants to do whatever he wants in various fields?

Now Tang Chinese still remembers that when Ye Xuan did whatever he wanted in the entertainment industry a few years ago, almost all the Internet was full of abuse of Ye Xuan.

Tang Chinese's impression of Ye Xuan is really bad, and the reason why he chose to receive Ye Xuan today is nothing more than because he is Ye Jianguo's son

"That's it, Editor-in-Chief Tang, or I'll spend my own money to buy serial bits, how much is the first issue, you can make a price. ”

Ye Xuan was really too lazy to talk to this little "strange" guy.

As long as it can be solved with money, it is not a thing.

Since Tang Chinese was reluctant to serialize his daughter's manuscript, he used his money to buy serialization slots for magazines.

In short, the purpose of Ye Xuan's trip is to realize her dream of publishing her daughter's works, so that more people can see the fairy tale works of her baby daughter Sissi.

"Spend money to buy serial bits?" Tang Chinese looked at Ye Xuan with a disdainful smile and said: "Mr. Ye Xuan, the serialized manuscripts of our "Children's Books" magazine are all screened out by thousands of selections, you use money to buy serial bits, it is a rat poop that is bad and hot, do you think you can do whatever you want if you have money?"

Ye Xuan was speechless when he said this.

But Ye Xuan really didn't understand, how could he provoke this Tang Chinese?

Tang Chinese, the editor-in-chief of "Children's Books" magazine, is also a well-known editor-in-chief in the circle, how can he be so virtuous?

"Then Editor-in-Chief Tang, you can't read my daughter's manuscript, and I can't spend money to publish it, so how can I ......?"

Before Ye Xuan's words were finished, he was interrupted by Tang Chinese: "I still say the same sentence, Mr. Ye Xuan left the manuscript, I will contact you after reviewing the manuscript, busy work, forgive me to send it far." ”

After Tang Chinese finished speaking, he sat on the chair, helped his glasses, and then picked up a book and read it.

"Count you ruthless!"

Ye Xuan thought secretly in his heart.

I can't imagine that I can be looked down upon by an editor-in-chief in a publishing house.

"But can you beat me?"

Ye Xuan glanced at the arrogant Tang Chinese, and then thought of the staff member at the front desk who was disdainful of him.

Ye Xuan thought about it, it seems that this Nine Arts Literature Publishing House, it's time to change blood.

"Editor-in-Chief Tang, can't you really read my daughter's manuscript?" Ye Xuan asked for the last time.

However, Tang Chinese did not answer at all, and quietly read his book.

Ye Xuan was helpless, took out his mobile phone, and made a call to his brother Ye Jun.

It's not easy for me to do things in the publishing house now, so I'll simply ask my brother for this matter.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

After connecting the phone, Ye Jun asked suspiciously.

"Brother, are you busy now?"

"It's not much to do now, but I'm going to deal with some things in the company with my dad in the afternoon. ”

"Brother, you know about the Nine Arts Literature Publishing House. ”

"Yes, the one from Kyoto City. ”

"yes, let's buy it. ”

"Okay. ”

The call between the two brothers was streamlined.

After Ye Xuan finished the call, he put down his mobile phone, stood up from the sofa, tidied up his collar a little, and then walked to Tang Chinese's desk, cleared his throat, and said: "Editor-in-chief Tang, I forgot to answer you a question just now, I'm sorry, you can really do whatever you want with money." ”