Zhou Shaokun talked about the tour, and immediately gushed about the benefits of Cosmic Records, promising that as long as Wang Zijun joined, how many records would be released for him a year, and he would also help him contact to make movies, etc.

If he is a newcomer in the music world, I am afraid that he will be fooled by him, and I can't wait to repay him.

Wang Zijun only looked at him with a smile, nodding his head in agreement from time to time, but he was not moved by it at all. Even Teresa Teng will leave Universe Records in a few months to join Lifeng, and the decline of the universe is inevitable.

Just now I heard that Teresa Teng was going to tour for half a year, which strengthened Wang Zijun's determination to start her own company, no matter how popular she is, she is just working for others.

Wang Zijun was very happy to see his idol Teresa Teng, but unfortunately there were so many people that he didn't even have the opportunity to ask for his phone number.

When the meal was about to end, Wang Zijun settled the account when he went to the toilet, and actually ate more than 200 yuan, and half of the 5,000 yuan he borrowed last time had already been spent.

Money, just now he was still thinking about opening a record company, and if he continues like this, even eating will be a problem.

After eating, Zhou Lanping knew that Wang Zijun had already paid the bill, and couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Human spirit!" Then he handed him a business card and said, "Every week in the future, you will come to my house, and my address will be on it." ”

Wang Zijun took the business card and sighed in his heart, this is the real master, and he didn't even mention the tuition fee. The meal was worth it!

Zhou Shaokun also left a business card, and repeatedly told Wang Zijun to consider it before leaving with Teresa Teng.

When Hong Xiaoqiao was leaving, he asked Wang Zijun and Fang Nan to come to the TV station next week to record a program, and it was best to prepare their own original works.

After leaving the restaurant, Wang Zijun took out a cigarette and threw it to Fang Nan, lit the cigarette and took a puff before exhaling a long breath. The first step into the music industry has finally been stepped out.

Fang Nan returned the cigarette, shook his head and said, "You'd better quit smoking, it's not good for your throat." ”

"I can't quit." Wang Zijun was originally a non-smoker, and he only became addicted to smoking when he was a writer in his last life.

The four of them called a taxi, and Wang Zijun was supposed to sit between the two sisters, but was forcibly pulled aside by Lin Lixia. The little girl squeezed into the middle and sat down, holding her hands on her chest sullenly.

Wang Zijun shrugged at Lin Qingxia and said that there was no helplessness.

Lin Qingxia was weak for a while, and she didn't know what her sister had discovered.

Fang Nan held the guitar that he broke with his own hands, his heart was dripping with blood, and he didn't know how he was so impulsive as to drop the guitar at that time. This guitar was bought by him for 300 yuan under his father's financial control, saving living expenses for the second half of the year.

I hope it can be repaired.

Wang Zijun sent the two sisters home, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening when they returned to school. Sun Xibi's bunk was empty, and he was alone in the dormitory. After writing the novel for a while, I fell asleep, and when I woke up, it was already early in the morning.

"Wang Zijun, someone is looking for it!" Someone shouted from below the dormitory.

Wang Zijun hastily washed his face, and went downstairs to see a middle-aged man in a suit with a briefcase, waiting anxiously.

"You are?" Wang Zijun asked.

"You're Mr. Wang?" The man seemed quite surprised, took out a business card and said, "The contempt is Liu Rong, the editor of the magazine "Literature and Art Garden". ”

"Oh, hello Editor Liu!" Wang Zijun then remembered that he had submitted "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" to this magazine.

"It's really a hero out of a young man, I can't imagine that Mr. Wang is so young." Liu Rong took out a stack of manuscript paper from his bag without being salty and light, "I don't know where Mr. Wang's novel has been written now?" ”

Wang Zijun immediately understood his intention, his novel was only sent out more than 30,000 words, and someone in the magazine took a fancy to it and wanted to publish it, but he was worried that he would be a eunuch, so he sent someone to find out the situation.

"Editor Liu, let's go into the house and talk." Wang Zijun smiled and led him into the dormitory, and took out a manuscript of more than 20,000 words and handed it to Liu Rong.

Liu Rong flipped through the manuscript and said disappointedly: "That's all? ”

"These are enough to serialize several issues, if you don't want it, please give it back to me." Wang Zijun said that he was going to get those manuscripts.

"Where, where." Liu Rong hurriedly put away the 20,000-word manuscript newly written by Wang Zijun, this novel is a title work jointly approved by the editor-in-chief and the deputy editor-in-chief, how can it be easily let go? It's just that the author is not known to investigate, if it is the work of Gu Long, not to mention that he has only written tens of thousands of words, he has only given a novel title, and countless magazines and publishing houses have broken the threshold.

"Is there anything else Editor Liu has to do?" Wang Zijun asked.

Liu Rong asked, "How many words is Mr. Wang going to write in this book?" ”

"Five million." Wang Zijun said, pulling out a piece of manuscript paper from under the desk, "This is the table of contents I wrote." ”

Liu Rong gasped, this young man has such a big breath, and a novel of more than five million words is not something that ordinary people can control. But when he read the table of contents of the book, he was somewhat convinced.

When Wang Zijun took the catalog, he revealed a thick stack of manuscript paper of "Sou Shen Ji". Liu Rong caught a glimpse of the dense words on it, and couldn't help asking, "What is this?" ”

"Another novel." Wang Zijun said.

"Can I take a look?" Liu Rong asked curiously.

Wang Zijun nodded.

Liu Rong took it and looked at it for a while, and asked excitedly: "Mr. Wang, can this novel also be handed over to us for serialization?" ”

Wang Zijun shook his head with a smile: "No." ”

"Have you already given it to other magazines?" Liu Ronghu doubted. If such a novel is published, it will definitely attract attention, and it is impossible for him not to have heard of it.

"This doesn't need to be edited by Editor Liu." Wang Zijun put away the manuscript of "Sou Shen Ji", "Let's talk about the manuscript fee of "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" now. ”

Liu Rong looked at the harmless smile on Wang Zijun's face, and had guessed that he had just deliberately exposed the manuscript of "Sou Shen Ji" to raise his worth.

"How much is Mr. Wang going to want?" Liu Rong asked.

Wang Zijun pointed to the manuscript and said: "Close to 60,000 words, how about 5,000 yuan?" ”

Liu Rong was almost so angry when he heard that he threw the manuscript to Wang Zijun, 60,000 words and 5,000 yuan, Gu Longcai is the price!

Civil servants are only 500 yuan a month!

"That's 4000!" Wang Zijun shrugged.

Liu Rong said: "400 yuan." ”

Is this called a landing counter-offer? Wang Zijun directly snatched back the manuscript: "Then don't talk about it." ”

"Wait." Liu Rong hurriedly stopped and gestured, "600 yuan." ”

"The minimum is 4,000 yuan, no negotiation. If you don't agree, I'll find someone else. Wang Zijun said categorically.

Liu Rong bargained for a while and increased the manuscript fee to 1000, but Wang Zijun didn't let go, he had to say: "I don't have the right to decide such a high price, I have to go back and ask the boss." ”

"Okay, I hope I don't have to wait too long, or I'll find another home." Wang Zijun said.

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Go home after passing this chapter. Hey, I don't know how late I'll have to wait for the next chapter. There was a armed robbery in Chongqing, and the road was being closed to arrest people, blocking the way I had to go back, leaving only one lane on the bridge across the river, and the ghost knows how to block it for several hours.