Ning Zhichu said: "I see that the upstairs of your bookstore is the Shiai Book Publishing House, I want to find the person in charge of the publishing house, I wonder if you can give me a contact information?" ”

Wang Caixia has been a cashier sister in Shiai Bookstore for three years, and she has been hired since this first opened, and it is the first time she has encountered someone who will ask this kind of question in three years, and she can't help but look at Ning Zhichu a few more times, and find that Ning Zhichu is just an ordinary student, although she is curious about the contact information of the contact person of the publishing house upstairs who looks like a student, her face maintains the most basic literacy, and her smile remains the same: "This little brother, I don't know what you're looking for in charge of our Shiai Publishing House? ”

Sure enough, Ning Zhichu thought secretly. He had worked for a cultural communication company in his previous life, and for a 10-year-old child, he contacted the Shiai Book Publishing House to consult the conditions for publishing a collection of essays for elementary school students. At that time, he didn't have the contact information of the existing publishing house at hand, but in order to make this list, he went directly to the Shiai Bookstore to ask the salesperson for the contact information of the relevant person in charge of the publishing house, and then he was about to arrive.

The same is true now. Although the cashier's sister had doubts in her mouth, Ning Zhichu's sharp eyes had already caught a glimpse of the big sister's left hand had reached into the drawer underneath, just waiting for Ning Zhichu's answer to be reasonable. After all, although Wang Caixia got the news that if someone asked the publisher for the contact information of the publishing house when the store manager was in a meeting, such a young child in front of her estimated that he was in junior high school, and he didn't know if he was really asking this question. Otherwise, if she directly gave the business card of the owner of the publishing house, in case it was a joke, then the impression left on the leadership of the bookstore would not be good.

Countless thoughts flipped in her heart, Ning Zhichu endured the disgusting feeling that she was the same age as this cashier in her heart and was now pretending to be tender and calling her sister, and said: "Sister, I came with a manuscript, I want to ask the publishing house if it can publish the novel I wrote." ”

After Wang Caixia listened, although she still had a faint sense of doubt in her heart, she looked at the book friends behind Ning Zhichu who were waiting for payment and were gradually getting impatient, she still took out a business card from the drawer, and then handed it to Ning Zhichu, "Little brother, this is the contact information of the person in charge of our Shiai Book Publishing House, you can call him on this phone to ask him, or walk out of the main entrance, turn left for about 10 meters, walk in from the entrance of the building, take the elevator to the sixth floor, Shiai Book Publishing House is on the sixth floor." ”

Ning Zhichu said: "Okay, thank you, big sister." Good bye. ”

After Ning Zhichu and Jia Junpeng came out, the time had already come to two o'clock in the afternoon. Therefore, life is long, and there is no way to see the future; Life is short, and time passes inadvertently.

Under the spicy afternoon sun, Jia Junpeng asked suspiciously: "Achu, we should go back after buying the book, what are you looking for the cashier to ask for the contact information of the publishing house?" I just heard that you want to publish a novel? ”

Ning Zhichu looked at Jia Junpeng, who was like a curious baby in front of him, thinking that he would take him to the sixth floor to find a publishing house later, and it was not good to hide it from him now, so he smiled and said, "Yes, Junpeng." I was injured these days, and I wrote a novel. I happened to have it on my schoolbag today, and then I saw that the upstairs happened to be the Shiai Publishing House, so I wanted to try my luck and see if I could publish it? ”

Jia Junpeng exclaimed: "Wow, Achu, you can write novels." If it's published, give me a book. ”

"Haha, that's natural, who of the two of us is with whom, such a close brother, can we not give it to you? Let's go, don't stand here and talk, let's go eat first, we're all starving. ”

After the two of them ran to a Shaxian snack on the opposite street to eat lunch, they stood in front of this building, and another half an hour passed. Of course, the name of this building is Tengfei Commercial Building, and the top floor is only the fifteenth floor, and the floor plan of the floor where the publishing house is located is specially marked on this business card, so Ning Zhichu and Jia Junpeng quickly found the front door of Shiai Publishing House.

Maybe it's half past two in the afternoon, and people are lazy. In short, after Ning Zhichu walked into the door of the publishing house, he couldn't see that there was a clerk on duty at the front desk, only a beckoning cat on the table, one paw hidden, and the other paw kept shaking. In front of the table, facing the main entrance, there are two pots of beckoning trees, which are verdant and dripping, and it seems that they are often cared for by the staff.

Looking to the left, there is a wall with a calligraphy painting that looks more than ten years old, which adds a good impression to the visitors. On the right, you can see an open office area, and you can see rows of desks separated by partitions, followed by several departments such as the marketing department, the advertising and investment department, and the personnel administration department. Between the tables and chairs, scattered with lush greenery, it is a potted plant that has been carefully cared for by the owner. There are two large conference rooms and three negotiation rooms on the very side, and directly opposite the conference room are the chairman's office and the finance room.

At present, there are more than a dozen people working in the office area, some of them are constantly moving their mice in front of the computer, as if they are browsing the latest information in the publishing industry; Some of them held the landline and laughed loudly with the other end of the phone, as if they could negotiate a good deal by hanging up the phone, but no one noticed that two and a half children had entered the door.

At this time, from the office with the nameplate of the chairman's office, a strong man walked out. I saw that he had a round face, which made people feel good at a glance. Two thick black eyebrows, hanging on the bright eyes, and a high nose bridge, but it doesn't look so tall on the round face. A pair of thick lips, pursed, exuding an aura of non-anger and self-authority. As soon as Ning Zhichu saw him, he knew that the target he was looking for today was in front of him, the legendary Boss Dong, Dong Jiacheng.

Dong Jiacheng seemed to have come out to fill boiling water, and after he opened the office door, he walked straight to the water dispenser, but halfway through, he saw two student-looking people out of the corner of his eye, standing not far from the front desk, a fat man with a big face was looking curiously, and the other looked a little malnourished, staring straight at him.

Dong Jiacheng saw that there was no one on duty at the front desk, he was angry at first, and then he saw Ning Zhichu staring at him, and he was curious, so he walked directly to Ning Zhichu.

Before anyone arrived, Dong Jiacheng's words arrived first: "Children, this is not a place to play." ”