Although I heard Wu Xue say that "Novel Weekly" is near the school, Lin Mu still doesn't know where it is.

So after leaving the Internet café, he opened the map on his mobile phone and searched for the location of the editorial office of Novel Weekly.

After realizing that he was only 800 meters away, he decided to walk there.

At this time, the time was already more than nine o'clock in the morning, and he thought that the editorial department of "Novel Weekly" should also go to work, so Lin Mu sped up his pace and followed the navigation towards the Liding Building, where the editorial office of Novel Weekly was located.

Originally, Lin Mu wanted to go directly to the editorial department to find the editor-in-chief to hand over the USB flash drive to him or her, and then talk to him or her about the serialization of the novel and the manuscript fee after he or she finished reading "The Devotion of Suspect X".

He would have done so if he hadn't met a copy shop along the way.

But because he is a writer himself, he takes copyright very seriously, and in a cautious manner, he stopped when he passed by the copy shop, went in and printed out "The Devotion of Suspect X" on A4 paper.

Of course, he doesn't have to be so careful, and a company like Fiction Weekly would not normally do the kind of thing that first ostensibly rejects the author's submission and then serializes or publishes the novel behind the scenes.

But be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, in another world, many of his author friends have encountered such things, and he doesn't want such things to happen to him, so it's always right to be careful in dealing with people.

After all, it is too easy to plug in a computer and copy it with a USB flash drive, and even if the other party can remember the general content with a physical manuscript, it is still difficult to write it down word for word.

Printing out the novel, there was a thick stack of A4 paper, I don't know how many sheets, anyway, it cost Lin Muhuan a total of thirty-six yuan.

Holding the manuscript to the outside of Liding Building, Lin Mu took a look at the floor maps and saw that the editorial office of "Novel Weekly" was on the sixth floor, and originally wanted to take the elevator directly, but he didn't expect to be stopped by the security guard as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the building.

A uniformed security guard picked up a baton and walked up from the security booth, pointed at Lin Mu and said, "Hey, what are you doing, you can't enter without a work permit!"

Lin Mu stopped when he heard this, and said with a smile: "I am a student of Communication University, and I came to "Novel Weekly" to submit articles. ”

After speaking, he picked up the manuscript in his hand and motioned to him.

"Contributors?"

The security guard saw that Lin Mu was good-looking, and indeed looked like a student of Communication University, his face softened, and he asked, "Did you bring your ID card?"

"Bring, bringing. ”

Lin Mu said as he took out his ID card from his pocket and handed it to the security guard.

"You're white?"

The security guard picked up his ID card and looked at it, and said to Lin Mu with some surprise.

"Well, you too?"

Lin Mu listened to the security guard's accent, which seemed to have some flavor of the original owner's hometown.

"I'm obedient. ”

The security guard's tone was obviously much kinder.

"Oh, that's close. ”

Lin Mu said.

Through the memories of the original owner, he learned that Shunyi and Baiyun were two adjacent counties.

"Come and sign up. ”

The security guard said, picked up Lin Mu's ID card and walked back to the security booth.

"Hey, okay. ”

Lin Mu followed and walked over.

The security guard walked to the security booth with Lin Mu's ID card, took out the list of people entering and exiting, and asked while registering Lin Mu: "How old are you?"

When he met his old acquaintance in another country, Lin Mu also felt very cordial, and when he heard the words, he said: "Freshman, just finished military training, how long have you been here?"

"In the past two years, there are not many people in Guizhou Province who have been admitted to the Communication University, and what major have we studied. ”

The security guard asked.

"Director. ”

"Yes, work hard, and strive for our Guizhou Province to produce a big director. ”

"Hehe, I'll do my best. ”

"Alright, let's go inside. ”

"Thank you. ”

After receiving the ID card handed over by the security guard, Lin Mu walked into the Liding Building.

took the elevator straight up to the sixth floor, and as soon as he got out of the elevator door, Lin Mu saw posters of various novels on the wall, many of which he had seen in "Novel Weekly".

Walking in along the guiding arrow, Lin Mu soon saw the front desk of "Novel Weekly".

Lin Mu walked straight over.

The young lady at the front desk saw Lin Mu coming over, and asked with a smile, "Hello sir, how can I help you?"

"Oh, I'm looking for your editor-in-chief. ”

"Okay, sir, what do you call you?"

"My surname is Lin. ”

"Hello Mr. Lin, have you made an appointment before?"

"Nope. ”

"Then I'll take a look at ...... for you"

The very delicate front desk lady clicked on the computer with a mouse when she heard this, she should be looking at the editor-in-chief's schedule.

"Trouble. ”

"What are you doing here to find our editor-in-chief? ”

The front desk asked.

Lin Mu heard this and said, "Oh, I'm here to contribute, can you tell me about it?"

"Well, our editor-in-chief is now hosting an author, and he may be available in half an hour, so you can wait here if you're not in a hurry. ”

"Okay. Lin Mu nodded.

"Is that the manuscript you want to submit? The front desk looked at the manuscript Lin Mu was holding in his hand and asked.

"No, I'll show her myself later. Lin Mu replied.

The front desk didn't care when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Okay, sir, please sit in the hospitality area, and I'll help you tell you." ”

"Thank you. ”

Lin Mu nodded, walked to the sofa in the hospitality area with the manuscript and sat down.

After sitting for a long time, the young lady at the front desk came over with a glass of water.

"Sir, you wait first. ”

"Okay, you're bothered. ”

"You're welcome. ”

Sitting on the sofa and waiting for more than forty minutes, a round-faced woman about twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a silver-gray professional suit with a work card of Novel Weekly around her neck, walked over, bent down slightly and whispered to Lin Mu: "May I ask if you are looking for Mr. Lin to be submitted by our editor-in-chief?"

Lin Mu hurriedly stood up and said, "It's me." ”

Lin Mi glanced at her work card, which read Lin Shanshan, the secretary to the editor-in-chief.

When the round-faced female secretary heard this, she made a gesture of invitation to Lin Mu: "Mr. Lin, please come with me." ”

As he spoke, he walked ahead and led the way.

When Lin Mu heard this, he got up and followed her.

The eyes were unconsciously attracted by her round buttocks.

Looking at the perfectly curvy figure, thinking about the two snow-white balls under the professional suit, Lin Mu swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and suddenly felt a little dry and dry.

Nima, no wonder so many people like to subdue temptation, just looking at it is exciting.

"Bang bang!"

The female secretary took Lin Mu to the editor-in-chief's office.

"Please come in. "A woman's voice came from the house?

"Mr. Lin, please!"

The female secretary pushed open the door and walked in, and then said, "Editor-in-chief, Mr. Lin is here." ”

Entering the editor-in-chief's office, the first thing that caught Lin Mu's eyes was a room full of books, followed by the beautiful woman sitting in the office chair.

She is thirty-five or sixteen years old, with thin eyebrows and peach eyes, fair skin, and a black and brown professional attire, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.

She is Zou Ran, the editor-in-chief of Novel Weekly

"Sit!"

Seeing Lin Mu walk in, she stretched out her hand and motioned for Lin Mu to sit opposite her desk, and then picked up the coffee on the table with her slender white hand and took a sip gently.

"You want to contribute?"

She asked.

"Well, yes. ”

Lin Mu sat down and pushed the manuscript in his hand over.

"The dedication of Suspect X?"

She gently put down the coffee cup and picked up the manuscript pushed by Lin Mu with interest.

"Why don't you just call our mailbox and come to me yourself?"

Zou Ran didn't look at Lin Mu's manuscript directly, but asked a little casually.

"Because if you vote directly, I can't be sure that you will finish this novel. ”

Lin Mu told the truth.

For Lin Mu's answer, Zou Ran was quite interested, and said with a smile: "Oh? Then you come to me in person to find me, are you sure that I will finish reading it?"

"Nope!"

"It's a bit more likely, though. ”

Lin Mu said.

Zou Ran smiled without saying a word, picked up the manuscript and read it.