readx; Chapter 29 Choosing a Newspaper

"Smack,"

With a crisp sound, a red palm print suddenly appeared on Li Dongping's face, which was still visible. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Li Dongping covered his left face with his hand, looked at Jiang Zihao with a resentful expression, but still didn't say a word, maybe he was frightened by Jiang Zihao and Wang Xin's actions, to put it bluntly, he was just a student, where had he seen such a formation, and the scene was much quieter for a while, only the two gangsters who were beaten over there were still wailing.

Jiang Zihao, who slapped Li Dongping, was in a good mood, when he read novels in his previous life, he always saw this kind of bridge, and now that he has experienced it himself, it feels really not ordinary. Looking at Li Dongping's somewhat gloomy gaze, Jiang Zihao smiled disdainfully, and raised his right hand, which was still a little red, "What, do you want to help you do it on your right side, it doesn't look symmetrical." ”

"You..... You hit someone...... I'm going to tell the teacher," After hesitating for a long time, Li Dongping said these words from the end.

Hearing this, let alone Jiang Zihao, even Wang Xin couldn't help laughing, pointing to the two gangsters who were still lying next to him, Wang Xin sneered: "Li Dongping, are you in the water in your brain?" I called someone to beat us, and it turned out that we beat people, hey, I'm going to beat you today, what's the matter. ”

As he spoke, Wang Xin walked up in two steps, raised his hand,

"Smack",

Again, this moment, Li Dongping's face is really symmetrical, with a bright red palm print on one side, this slap also scared Li Dongping, shrunk back, and didn't dare to say anything anymore, for fear that the two "murderers" in front of him would continue to be beaten again.

"Let's go,"

Seeing Li Dongping like this, Jiang Zihao also lost interest in continuing to teach him, shook his head, and beckoned Wang Xin to leave the alley together, leaving only Li Dongping, who was still afraid with his face covered and huddled to the side, and the two wailing thugs.

"Zihao, I'm going to contact those newspapers in the afternoon."

It's really a coincidence, as soon as he got home, Jiang Zihao received a call from Jiang Xiuxiu, hearing this, Jiang Zihao just said "um" softly and waited quietly for the following.

Jiang Xiuxiu didn't pay attention to Jiang Zihao's attitude, and continued, "China Youth Daily, Listing Morning News, and Modu Evening News are willing to publish your new book on the second page of their newspapers, and they all give a high price of 500 yuan for 1,000 words. ”

"Oh," Jiang Zihao was holding his mobile phone in one hand, and was busy turning on the computer with the other, Jiang Xiuxiu on the other end of the phone was still talking, but there was a slight turn in his tone,

"It's just that they ask that they can only choose one of them. In other words, we can't serialize it in every newspaper like last time, so I am afraid that this will have a certain impact on the promotion of the new book, right? ”

Hearing Jiang Xiuxiu's slightly worried words, Jiang Zihao smiled, sat down on the chair, crossed his legs to the side of the bed, leaned on the back of the chair and said lazily: "It's okay, Sister Xiuxiu, don't worry too much, you also know the sales of the previous "Dragon and Tiger Jinghua", we can use this as a promotional selling point, I think those readers who have read "Dragon and Tiger Jinghua" will definitely be interested in this "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch". ”

Since Liang Yusheng's book was highly sought after in the previous life, it will slowly show its charm when put into this world, and the most important thing now is to wait for the fermentation of "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Jinghua", thinking about this time, it will definitely not be too long, Jiang Zihao thought confidently, he believes that there will always be some works, and will not lose its charm because of the change of time and place, which is also the original intention of his writing.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Xiuxiu was also a lot relieved when she heard these firm words, and secretly sighed that while Jiang Zihao's vision was long-term, she was also thinking about which newspaper to choose, thinking like this, Jiang Xiuxiu said: "Zihao, then tell me, which one should we choose to cooperate?" ”

Unconsciously, Jiang Zihao and Jiang Xiuxiu both used the title "we", and even they didn't notice this change.

"Well," Jiang Zihao also began to think about this problem, speaking from his heart, the qualification of the listed morning newspaper is the oldest, but if it is in terms of publicity channels and circulation, compared with China Youth Daily, it is still slightly inferior, as for the magic evening newspaper, his overall style is more inclined to things like people's livelihood, if it was before, Jiang Zihao would not mind spending more money on it to serialize, but if you can only choose one, then you can only regret saying "sorry".

Thinking like this, Jiang Zihao opened his mouth and said: "Then China Youth Daily, but, Sister Xiuxiu, you go and fight with them, can you give more pages, after all, "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" has a total of more than 300,000 words, if it is at the same speed as before, it will not be able to be serialized in three months, in that case, even the daylily will be cold." ”

"That's what I said," Jiang Xiuxiu was not surprised that Jiang Zihao would choose China Youth Daily, she also made a judgment of agreement, but Jiang Zihao's later sentence reminded her, "Zihao, don't worry, I'll communicate with them tomorrow, there shouldn't be any problems." ”

"Well, then I'll trouble you, Sister Xiuxiu."

"It should be," thinking like this, Jiang Xiuxiu remembered another thing, and laughed: "With the sales share of "Dragon and Tiger Jinghua", as well as your remuneration for this serialization, Zihao has really become a millionaire, and when the time comes, don't let me and Xiaoya forget it." ”

"How come," Jiang Zihao hurriedly said, "I won't forget you two beauties if I forget anyone." ”

"Flim Flam."

"Okay, Zihao, you go quickly, sister, I will continue to work."

After a burst of laughter, Jiang Xiuxiu thought that Jiang Zihao still had to study, so she casually asked a few words, and hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Jiang Zihao was a little stunned, one million, in their previous life, they were a family of three, and they didn't make so much money in the past few years on the market. Speaking of which, if it weren't for the fact that the house at home was later demolished, I'm afraid Jiang Zihao's family wouldn't even be able to afford the house on the market, after all, the house price on the market was higher than that of Yanjing in the previous life.

But even so, Jiang Zihao's family only bought a house near the outskirts of the city, and the house was not too big, only more than 70 square meters, but it used up all the family's savings. Thinking of this, Jiang Zihao secretly made up his mind: he must make more money in this life, and he will never watch his family live the same life as in his previous life.