Feng Cang laughed with great ambition. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yo, Feng Bian, why did you laugh like this early in the morning, winning the lottery?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Feng Cang frowned, and when he turned around, a smile was already on his face, and he replied, "It's not that you don't know that I don't buy lottery tickets." ”

The person who came was a middle-aged man about the same age as Feng Cang, tall and thin, with half-time hair, wearing a cultural shirt printed with the words "People are not romantic teenagers", and lacked slacks with a lot of texture, which at first glance was actually very artistic. He rubbed his chin and laughed, "Really? By the way, I asked a couple of the writers of my magazine to have dinner tonight, and you will come along? At that time, I will help beat the side drum at the dinner table, and let them also write a few martial arts articles to your side and pull sales. ”

If it was before, Feng Cang would still be a little moved, but now his heart is like stagnant water. It's not that he said, except for a few really talented authors, most of them rely on those plots to attract people, and really let them write serious novels, tsk, it's not as good as the submissions he received here! But who made some readers love to read that, who made this magazine sell well, alas, I can't really say that.

But it doesn't matter, he has a masterpiece in his hand right now!

"Thank you, but no, I have something at home tonight." Feng Cangwan refused.

"Oh, what are you still polite to me!" The person who came put one hand on Feng Cang's shoulder and persuaded, "Let's go together." It's not that I said, the quality of your magazine's submissions is too poor, and you should work hard as the editor-in-chief! ”

"Not really." Feng Cang's current mood is "I'm angry, but I still have to keep smiling!" He said clearly, "Thank you for your kindness, Yang Bian, but I really have something to do tonight." ”

The man who was called "Yang Biao" by Feng Cang twitched the corners of his mouth: "I said don't call me 'Yang Bian'." ”

"I'm sorry to forget, Yang Bao." Feng Cang said so in a kind way.

That's right, this Yang editor's full name is Yang Bao...... Phew, it's Yang Bao, coincidentally, he and Feng Cang have been classmates since junior high school, and after graduating from college, they entered the same company to work, and now they are in charge of two martial arts magazines under the company's name.

“…… Well, when I didn't say anything. Yang Bian shook his head and patted Feng Cang's shoulder, "You just be stubborn!" With that, he left.

Feng Cang looked at Yang Bian's back and shook his head. In fact, their relationship was not bad when they were students, and their perennial classmates all year round and they all loved to read martial arts novels, so they naturally got closer. But once people enter the society, they have to accept the rules of the society, not to mention that there is competition between the two of them in their careers, this kind of thing has never been "either the east wind overpowers the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind", after a long time, the friendship will naturally fade.

But to be honest, he doesn't hate Yang Bao, because although he can't talk about being upright, he hasn't played any bad tricks. Well, people are really not bad, but the mouth hates to show off and stimulate people, which is quite annoying!

When Feng Cang entered the office of "Chivalry" magazine, he saw that all the editors inside were working quietly and silently. He couldn't help but laugh, and said in a gentle tone: "Come on, don't stuff breakfast in the drawer, be careful." Let's eat first, go to the conference room at ten o'clock, and we'll have a meeting. ”

With that, he walked into his office.

As soon as Feng Cang closed the door, the originally quiet office suddenly became noisy.

Xiaobian A opened the drawer and took out the meat bun: "The editor-in-chief is in a good mood today." ”

Editor B took out the egg scones from the drawer and took a bite before saying, "I wasn't hairy by Editor-in-Chief Yang, it seems that I am in a really good mood." ”

Editor C took out the ramen noodles from the drawer and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, every time he finishes talking to Editor-in-Chief Yang, he gets irritable." ”

The last editor, Ding, opened the drawer, took out a roast leg of lamb, and nodded silently as he gnawed.

Well, in today's office of "Chivalry" magazine, breakfast is still very rich!

But if you eat well in the morning, you will have the energy to work in the morning! So, at ten o'clock in the morning, there were five people sitting in the conference room.

"Let's talk about the situation in each of them first." Feng Cang, who was sitting on the main seat, said.

Editor A was the first to say: "On the side of the long-form serialization I am responsible for, several authors have delivered their manuscripts on time, and the quantity and quality of the manuscripts are as always, and there is no big problem." ”

Editor B continued: "The situation of the novella I am responsible for is similar, but the novels serialized by two authors are about to end in the next issue, and we are currently discussing the next one. ”

"There has always been no shortage of manuscripts on the short story, but the quality is uneven." Editor C continued, "But at least there is no big problem in the third period. ”

"Comment here, no problem." Xiaobian Ding said succinctly.

"I see." Feng Cang nodded, then took out a few printouts from the briefcase he carried with him, and said, "I have a meeting today to tell you that the content of this issue of the magazine needs to be adjusted. ”

Several editors looked at each other, because this kind of thing is rare, but it is not impossible, so they did not speak for a while. And immediately after, what Feng Cang said surprised them.

"Give me a prime spot to publish this novel." Feng Cang patted the printout in his hand.

Xiaobian A hurriedly said: "But we gave the best position to Teacher Cangyun!" Editor-in-chief, did you forget? It was not easy for us to make an appointment with him for a long draft, so isn't it good to move the position in the second issue...... "Although we didn't agree on any location at the beginning, everyone knows this kind of thing.

The other three editors also nodded in agreement.

Editor B also said: "And the editor-in-chief, the arrangement of this issue of the magazine is almost finalized, and it will be sent for printing in the afternoon." Suddenly stuffed such a long novel in...... Wouldn't it be too good? Or we'll put it in the next issue? ”

The other three also nodded in agreement.

In their opinion, eighty percent of the novels Feng Cang brought were "related households", and this kind of thing is a common thing in this circle. Huaxia, a humane society! It's also that Feng Cang usually doesn't like to engage in any "Yiyantang" and has always had a gentle attitude, otherwise they wouldn't dare to say so much. In this sense, Feng Cang, the leader, may be a little less meaningful in terms of "majesty", but the editorial team he leads is indeed unambiguous in its work.

Feng Cang didn't know what these people were thinking, he shook his head with a smile, and pushed the manuscript in his hand into the table: "You guys look at this first, and then we'll continue to discuss." ”

Several other people were also curious about what kind of novel was written by the editor-in-chief's "guanhu", so they decisively took it and looked down at it.

More than twenty minutes later.

Feng Cang broke the silence in the room with a light cough. He smiled mildly and couldn't hide his pride: "How is it?" ”

After a short silence.

Xiaobian A slapped the table: "It must be in a prime position!" Cangyun is a hair! Give it to him! Originally, he was still complaining about shady, but if such a good novel can't get to the prime position, then it's the real shady!

Xiaobian Yi nodded violently: "It must be placed in this issue!" Let's work hard today, and get the new typesetting done before printing in the afternoon! He didn't know about others, but he himself came to work in the martial arts novel magazine with a lot of love. With love, you will naturally be motivated when you read a good novel!

"I'm okay with that!" Editor C said.

"I feel the same way." Editor Ding is still so concise.

"Then it's decided." Feng Cang clapped, "The typesetting matter will be done as soon as possible, and Xiaoding, within today, write me a comprehensive review of this novel." Remember, be able to convince others while being relatively objective. We don't just put it in magazines, we put it in other places. "Ahem, the Chinese language is so broad and profound, Amway is Amway, and it is so good.

"No problem." Ding, the editor who really has the surname Ding, nodded in response. Although he has few words, he is quite confident in pouring water with the barrel of a pen. =w=

"Then what are you doing in a daze?" Feng Cang stood up and patted the table, "Let's all move, let's move!" ”

Seeing that the editors all ran out, Feng Cang thought about it and happily decided on one thing-

"Make a call to the old man and ask him not to forget to urge the change."

As a result, the tragic fate of someone Song is already doomed!