Li Shunshi has only served in the Culture Publishing House for two years, and his climb from a small editor-in-charge to the position of editor-in-chief is not based on relationships, but on his excellent professional quality. 『，

It's a pity that he is obsessed with work, and he really doesn't even have a beginner in interpersonal communication, whenever there are authors complaining and complaining, he always has a blunt attitude, and the problems that can be solved by a few words of comfort are often broken up by him. In the past two years, there have been writers who have left the publishing house for others.

Originally, the departure of the small author would not hurt such a large publishing house, but who called Li Shunshi obsessed, and without a small author, he began to offend the big writer. Last year, Kim Yun-seok also terminated his contract with the publishing house and went to Doraku, how can a publishing house not have a stable and excellent writer?

The sales of the publishing house and magazines are deteriorating, and the president has repeatedly warned Lee Soon-seok to remove him if he can't recover it, which is undoubtedly a thunderbolt to Lee Soon-seok, who has climbed up step by step, and he has to work harder and diligently in order to redeem his impression in front of the president, but with little success.

The arrival of Jung Sung-hyun gave Lee Soon-seok hope, if he could get The Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter to be serialized in magazines, he would not be afraid of no sales, even if it was other new books!

"I wonder if Writer Zheng is here to see if there are new works?" Li Shunshi asked impatiently.

"Editor-in-Chief Li, as you know, the domestic community has always complained about me, saying that I would rather give money to foreigners than let my own people make money. This is all a misunderstanding of me, my novels are all created with a foreign background, which does not conform to our domestic cultural atmosphere, and there is no way to hand them over to foreign publications" Speaking of this, Zheng Chengxian had a headache. He took a sip of his coffee and continued:

"But I'm Korean after all, and I have to accept everyone's comments. So wanted to give it a try. This is the reason why I came to your publishing house this time! After speaking, Zheng Chengxian took out the manuscript and handed it over:

"This is a one-step novel that I have written before, and I would like to ask Editor-in-Chief Li to give more advice!"

Li Shunshi couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he heard that it was not a hit work like "Harry Potter" and "The Lord of the Rings". However, he still took it solemnly and flipped a few pages casually: "I don't know what kind of novel Writer Zheng is writing this time?" ”

"This is a work between detective and absurd, I can't say what subject matter I want to say, why don't you give it a name after reading it?" Jung Sung-hyun said jokingly

Hearing that it was a real novel, Li Shunshi hesitated, rubbing the manuscript and was silent. Now that his position is in jeopardy, it is a challenge for him to take the risk of promoting such a novel with a real character.

Seeing Li Shunshi like this, Zheng Chengxian was a little unhappy, this novel is very important on the earth, and the works that extend it are also well-known. Although it is normal to intellectually sue himself Li Shunshi's expression, he is still unhappy in his heart:

"If Editor-in-Chief Li doesn't like it. Then forget it, I'll try it again! ”

After saying that, Zheng Chengxian reached out to get the manuscript, Li Shunshi woke up and hurriedly stopped: "Please wait!" ”

Li Shunshi met Zheng Chengxian's puzzled eyes, and explained embarrassedly: "I'm not afraid of Writer Zheng's jokes, because of my personal ability, the position of editor-in-chief is now unguaranteed, so I hesitate a little in my heart, but I don't doubt Writer Zheng's level!" ”

"What does Editor-in-Chief Li mean......?" Hearing that he didn't doubt himself, Zheng Chengxian was in a much better mood, and asked suspiciously.

Li Shunshi thought for a moment and secretly gritted his teeth: "That's it, I'll take a look at the manuscript first, and I'll give Writer Zheng a reply later." Do you think it's okay? "I know in my heart that this book is related to my status, and it is impossible to let it go like this, but there are also risks in blindly pandering, and there is only a compromise when I think about it.

But for a writer like Jung Sung-hyun. The compromise was already an insult, so Li Shunshi's words carried a hint of pleading.

"Okay!" Zheng Chengxian thought about it and answered, and Li Shunshi thought about it. He didn't have the arrogance of a literati, at least not so proudly.

"That's great, I'll start right away. Give Writer Zheng a reply! Li Shunshi couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and his blank eyes were full of energy.

Zheng Chengxian left his contact information: "Then I look forward to the good news from Editor-in-Chief Li!" ”

After saying that, he got up and left. Li Shunshi was carefully sent to the door to watch Jung Sung-hyun leave.

After coming back, Li Shunshi immediately opened the stack of manuscripts, and the huge title of the book came into his eyes - The Phantom of the Theater.

This bizarre book tells the story of how the author tracked down the investigation and finally confirmed that the ghost of the opera was not a fiction. The specter of opera does exist, and not just the whims of artists, the superstitions of theater managers, or the myths of ballet actresses, their old mothers, theater workers, cloakrooms and concierge staff, as have long been speculated. Yes, it also lived in this world in flesh and blood, although it was only a shadow."

Li Shunshi frowned slightly after looking at the beginning of the introduction, is it still Ji's? Out of trust in Jung Sung-hyun, he patiently looked down—

That night, two managers of the Paris Opera, Debion and Pollini, who had just resigned, held a farewell party for themselves. Six actresses who had already danced a "Borite" ballet were about to reappear when they suddenly swarmed into the dressing room of the heroine, Solly. They moved quickly, looked frightened, and their very contrived cries were full of fear

Sorlie, who had hoped to quietly review her farewell speech for a while, was now distracted by the rowdy group of girls behind her. She looked back at them, worried about the cause of the commotion. Suddenly, Xiao Zhensi's voice trembled and spit out four suffocating words: "It's really a ghost." With that, he quickly locked the door. She has big eyes and a high nose. A girl with a reddish complexion and snow-white skin......

As the story slowly unfolded, Li Shunshi no longer thought about the previous 'Ji entity', and the seemingly plain words seemed to have a magical magnetism that firmly attracted him.

Lee Soon-seok follows the author of the novel through a terrifying, absurd and poignant journey.

Before he knew it, night had fallen, and Li Shunshi, who was immersed in the novel, couldn't extricate himself from reading the manuscript in one go, and Jung Sung-hyun only gave half of the manuscript, which made Li Shunshi scratch his ears and cheeks, eager to know what happened to Christina and who the mysterious theater ghost was. Like a male goat in heat, he walked around the office, full of anxiety and anticipation.

Li Shunshi, who paced back and forth for more than half an hour and finally calmed down, grabbed the phone and dialed the number left by Zheng Chengxian:

"Oh no!" There was a noise on the other side of the phone, and Jung Sung-hyun's voice sounded pleasant.

"Writer Zheng, I'm Li Shunshi from the Culture Publishing House!"

Li Shunshi suddenly felt a little congested, he was scratching his heart for the fate of the protagonist in the novel, but he, the author, was singing and dancing.

"Hello Editor-in-Chief Li, what's the matter?" There was a girl's laughter on the microphone, and it sounded like there was more than one.

Damn pervert writers! Li Shunshi scolded in his heart.

"I've read that novel of yours, it's definitely a classic! I don't know when you'll have time to talk to the publishing house! ”

"I'm glad that Editor-in-Chief Li can read my novel, it's a great honor! I don't have time these days, so I'll come back to visit you when I'm free. ”

Don't have time? If you don't have time, you can still have fun with girls? Li Shunshi tickled Zheng Chengxian's hateful teeth at this moment.

"Alright then, looking forward to meeting you again!" Li Shunshi reluctantly agreed, and added another sentence before hanging up the phone: "I don't know the ...... of the manuscript later."

"You'll see it, and the next time you go, I'll naturally hand it over to Editor-in-Chief Li!"

It seemed that there was a dinner party on the other side of the phone, and Li Shunshi clearly heard someone shouting: "Oba hurry up, I'm going to be eaten by them!" ”

"If there's nothing to do, I'll hang up first, and we'll talk next time!" Zheng Chengxian hurriedly finished speaking and hung up the phone directly.

Li Shunshi was stunned for a while while holding the phone, and lamented in his heart: Why doesn't this same person have a fate?!!! (To be continued.) )