"Hey, hello, is it Su Mucheng, Mr. Su?"

"Yes, I'm you?"

"Hello, I am Zhou Minqiang, deputy editor-in-chief of Ming Pao Martial Arts and History. Your manuscript of the heroic chronicle of our newspaper is more popular with our editorial department. I would like to ask you when you are here today, and I would like to meet you to talk. ”

Hearing the reply, Zhou Minqiang said quickly. This can't blame Zhou Minqiang for being in a hurry, this manuscript was only seen in the afternoon, and it feels quite good. At that time, I just finished reading the manuscript sent in the past few days, and none of them were written better, they were all random followers or didn't know what to call at all, and they were worried.

Then there was a banging on the office door. "Come in"

"Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zhou, has the boss written a new book recently!" Liu Ming hurriedly walked in with a manuscript and asked loudly.

"Nope." Zhou Minqiang was stunned.

"Well, look at this manuscript. When I came back from outside at noon, I saw that this manuscript was on the desk of the editorial department, and I didn't think much about it at the time, so I opened it and looked at it. It's nice and familiar. I watched it again, and it felt very similar to the boss's style. If you don't say it, I thought it was because the boss couldn't stay idle and had the idea of writing a new book again. ”

It turned out that on the day of Makujo's submission, the reception at the front desk was also kind at the time. At one o'clock in the afternoon, the manuscript of Makuro was specially placed on the top of the manuscript received and sent to the editing room.

For unknown reasons, the manuscript slipped behind the desk. No one ever noticed that a manuscript was missing, and that manuscript was left alone in a corner for a few days.

Or today, when the company was cleaning up and cleaning the editorial office, she found it from the back corner. Auntie picked it up, cleaned it up, put him on the desk and took him out of the door. Later, it was the scene when Liu Ming came back and saw the manuscript.

Zhou Minqiang took the manuscript and looked through it with a little curiosity. He knows Liu Ming, the level of the old editor is there, and the manuscript that can make him so good should be good.

Liu Ming saw Zhou Minqiang take the manuscript and look seriously, so he didn't bother, he just sat down on the chair in front of him, and for a while there was only the rustling of pages in the room.

After a while, Zhou Minqiang also raised his head and looked at Liu Ming with a surprised face, "Yes, the writing is very good, if the follow-up is so exciting, maybe then martial arts and history can fight a turnaround battle." ”。

"You also think it's good, that's good, then you go and get in touch. I just read it, it's been four days since this draft was submitted today, and I noticed that the address left behind is the Kowloon Villa, and it doesn't look like an ordinary family. Liu Ming saw that the editor-in-chief also agreed with his own point of view, and he also smiled happily. Maybe it was out of public intentions, or maybe it was out of selfishness, Liu Ming emphasized it in particular.

There is also a reason why Liu Ming said this:

First, martial arts and history have not serialized decent novels for a long time, and seeing that the other editorial departments are busy, the bonuses are also a lot, and he also hopes to publish a good book to turn his department over, of course, the bonuses will naturally be a lot.

Second, I am afraid that if the editor-in-chief's remuneration is too low and people are not satisfied, they will switch to other newspapers, and then they will miss the opportunity.

You must know that the remuneration of Ming Pao, especially for writing martial arts novels, is not high if it is not very famous. And he also asked the reception at the front desk, saying that the person who came to send the submission was a person who looked like a rich boy, and he looked at the contact address left again, so he probably had some judgment in his heart. After all, if you can live in the Kowloon Villa, your family looks like a rich family. If you give someone a few or dozens of dollars for a thousand words, it is not necessarily rare. He feels really good about this book, and if the serialization is successful, the prize will be very good, and it would be a pity to miss it.

"Okay, I know, you go get busy, I'll get in touch." Hearing Liu Ming say so, Zhou Minqiang also understood what he meant. Liu Ming nodded and walked out of the office. That's why Zhou Minqiang's phone call came about.

After hearing the phone, Mucheng knew that Ming Pao finally had an echo, and after thinking about it, he looked at the sky outside, and then looked at the table below, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't want to go out, so he said to the other party after a pause:

"I was at home in the afternoon, and I had the address when I submitted it. Can I trouble you to come over, I can't leave here for some reason. ”

"Okay, no problem, I'll come over in about half an hour. See you then. After saying that, I hung up the phone, it seems that I am really a son! Zhou Minqiang shook his head, picked up the contract and other materials, and went out directly.

"Ah Cheng, the security room called to say that a person named Zhou Minqiang was looking for you and confirmed with you." Uncle Zhu said with the phone.

"Oh yes, I made an appointment, let him in." Makujo responded.

Ding dong! Ding dong! A bell rang at the door

"Hello, it's Mr. Zhou. Please come in, please come in. ”

"Yes, thank you!"

Mucheng stood up and welcomed: "Hello Mr. Zhou, I'm Su Mucheng, come here to sit." A cup of coffee or tea. ”

Seeing the handsome young man with a smile on his face in front of him, Zhou Minqiang was stunned, and then hurriedly thanked him.

"Hello Mr. Su, I'm Zhou Minqiang from Ming Pao. Thank you! Just have a cup of coffee. He sat down on the couch opposite.

"Aunt Biao, make a cup of coffee for the guest." Makujo greeted him and said with a smile: "It's troublesome for Mr. Zhou to go on a trip, there are some things to deal with at home in the past few days." I'm sorry. ”

"It's okay, it should be. I didn't expect Mr. Su to be so young and promising! Zhou Minqiang said with a smile.

"These are all left by the family, I just have nothing to do, Mr. Zhou has won the award. Okay, let's get down to business, since Mr. Zhou, you went on a trip in person, I don't know how you Mingbao thought about it. Makujo asked directly with a smile on his face.

Hearing the topic, Zhou Minqiang also straightened up and said seriously: "Mr. Su's manuscript submitted to our newspaper is still very approved after careful review by our editorial department, and I came to negotiate with Mr. Su on some relevant rules about serialization." ”

"Well, what kind of plan is your plan over there?" Makujo responded. After all, it is related to one's own vital interests that cannot be sloppy.

"That's right, after internal discussions within the company, we mean to serialize the publication at the price of 1,000 words and 100 yuan. Of course, if the market responds well, we will negotiate on this basis. What do you think. Hearing the question, Zhou Minqiang took out the rhetoric he had considered on the way here.

Makujo listened, and according to some relevant information he knew, he thought for a moment and said, "Yes, I will serialize it in this way first, and I will talk about the rest later." But you Mingbao only has the right to serialize, and the other rights and interests are my own. ”

When Zhou Minqiang heard the other party agree, he took out the contract and a check from the briefcase he carried with him and put them on the table. Makujo took the contract and looked at it, signed his name without any problems, and pushed it back with the check.

"Let's settle the money together after the serialization." Makujo explained when he saw the other party's puzzled eyes.

"It seems that Mr. Su is very confident, no matter what, we will deal with it after we go back and strive to see the newspaper tomorrow." Hearing Makujo's words, Zhou Minqiang said with a smile.

Makujo responded with a smile; "There is still confidence, and the specific situation depends on whether everyone is satisfied. For me, naturally, the more the merrier. ”

Zhou Minqiang sorted out the documents, stood up, and shook hands with Makujo. "Of course, we are also confident and hope that we will have a happy cooperation! Happy working together! ”

"We've negotiated here, so I won't stay longer, and I have to rush back to take care of the rest. I won't bother Mr. Su. Zhou Minqiang took his briefcase and said goodbye to Makujo.

"There's nothing to bother, since Mr. Zhou is busy, I won't stay longer, then I look forward to meeting Mr. Zhou next time." Mu Cheng accompanied Zhou Mingqiang to send him to the door.

"Uncle Biao, please send Mr. Zhou. Mr. Zhou, you go slowly, I won't be far away. ”

Turning back to the living room, Makuro leaned on the sofa and thought for a while, then picked up the phone and broadcast it.

"Hey! Hello. Hearing that the voice was wrong, it should be Zhou Huimin's mother who answered the phone, Makucheng was stunned, and immediately returned: "Hello Auntie, I am Amin's friend Su Mucheng, is Amin at home?"

"Oh, it's a friend of Amin, you'll wait for her at home." Zhou's mother was also stunned when she heard the echo on the phone, usually no boy called home, but she was still looking for Amin, it seems that she has to ask this girl when she goes back. But these thoughts passed in his mind for a moment, and he immediately responded and shouted to Zhou Huimin in the bedroom, Ah Min, a gentleman surnamed Su is looking for you.

Zhou's mother hurriedly asked, "Mr. Su, how long have you known Ah Min, how often do you meet, and how did you meet Ah Min?" ”

Hearing the continuous inquiries on the phone, Makujo couldn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Mom! Why are you asking this, call me and you can go cook quickly. Zhou Huimin came out of the room when she heard the phone, and as soon as she opened the door, she heard her mother ask this and that, and hurriedly took the phone from her mother. Pushing her towards the kitchen.

"Hey, Ah Cheng! I'm sorry, my mom is just a little verbose. Zhou Huimin said into the phone.

Hearing that it was Zhou Huimin's voice, Makujo let out a sigh and said, "It's okay, it's okay, oh yes, you're free tomorrow." ”

"Tomorrow! Tomorrow I made an appointment with my friend to go to her house. The day after tomorrow, there are still the last two hours of class on Jiaye Street in the morning, and it will be fine after about 11 o'clock, is there anything wrong? ”

"Oh! That's right. Then let's meet at the Zhou Ji Tea Restaurant on Jiaye Street after 11 o'clock the day after tomorrow. Didn't I tell you last time that I had contributed to Ming Pao, and I should be able to see the newspaper tomorrow, and I didn't have any friends so I thought of you, so I would like to share my joy with you. ”

"Yes! Congratulations! Zhou Huimin said happily, seeing that her mother was sneaky in the back, she casually said a few words to Makujo and hung up the phone after making an appointment to meet tomorrow.

"Then let's meet and talk the day after tomorrow. 88" Makujo replied and hung up. He turned around and walked to the study, continuing his creative career.

"Amin, who is that! I haven't heard of any friends with your surname Su before! "I saw my daughter hang up the phone. Zhou's mother hurriedly said, with an inquiring expression.

"Mom, what are you thinking, Ah Cheng is the person I told you to save me that night, I happened to meet me on Jiaye Street a few days ago, I either twisted my foot that day or he sent me back." Zhou Huimin replied.

"In this way, it sounds like a good person, how old is that Ah Cheng, what does he look like, and what is the situation at home." Hearing her daughter's answer, Zhou's mother nodded and hurriedly asked.

"What are you asking for, we're just ordinary friends who have met a few times. I still have to practice, you hurry up and get busy with yours. Seeing my mother's inquiring eyes, she said helplessly. Hurriedly went back to the room, closed the door, and continued to play the piano. Hearing the sound of the piano in her daughter's room, Zhou's mother turned around and went back to the kitchen to get busy, but she was thinking about when to find out.

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The pen name has now been changed to Shokuse, and Qingcheng originally wanted to be called Makujo, but unfortunately it has already been registered.