Zhao Yan glanced coldly at Jack who was covering his face with his hands on the ground and scolding, snorted coldly, walked to the side of the road to pick up the gauze and towel, and walked forward, Jack thought that Zhao Yan was going to beat him, so he was so frightened that he subconsciously retreated, supporting the ground with both hands and retreating, looking frightened, but Zhao Yan was not interested in making a move on him again.

couldn't catch his tricks, Zhao Yan was not interested in continuing to entangle with him.

It's just that the good mood in the morning has been affected a bit.

……

At more than 8 o'clock in the morning, the No. 2 conference room of the headquarters of Nanchang Ming Book Society, compared with the No. 1 conference room that can sit hundreds of people, the No. 2 conference room of Ming Book Society is much smaller, and a long conference table in the middle of the long conference room can only sit down 20 people at most.

However, the size of the two rooms is contrary to their rank.

The No. 1 conference room is generally used during the all-staff meeting, while the No. 2 conference room will be opened only when the leaders have a meeting, just like today! The general manager, the three deputy general managers, the editor-in-chief, and the deputy editor-in-chief were all present, and the lowest level of the participants was the editor-in-chief like Tian Rong.

Today is the quarterly meeting of the editor-in-chief of the Ming Book Society, with many topics, and the presiding officer is Tan Qiao, one of the three deputy general managers. Tan Qiao is in his forties, his tone is very bookish, his tone is flat, this meeting has been held for nearly an hour, the topic has passed half, and the conference room with more than ten people present is very quiet.

At this time, Tan Qiao pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, lowered his head and read the next topic on the document in front of him calmly.

"Now, then, let's move on to the ninth issue! About Iwami, the author, about the book "The Sword of Rebirth" that we missed! "The Sword of Rebirth" was written by Iwami, and Iwami's last work, his debut novel, "Full Moon Scimitar", was published by our inscription, and it stands to reason that we have priority for his new book! I think everyone here knows about the recent sales of "The Sword of Rebirth", but now we want to discuss ......"

Thinking of this, Tan Qiao raised his head, glanced at Tian Rong at the end of the conference table with a flat gaze, and continued: "Why do we miss this masterpiece when we have priority? And, what else can we do now? Is there a way to remedy it? Let's talk about it! ”

Everyone in the conference room looked at Tian Rong, including the general manager Xiang Siming, who had been writing something in his notebook before, Xiang Siming was about sixty years old, not tall and thin, with deep furrows on his face, but he was very imposing, and his eyes were deep, making it difficult to figure out his joy and anger.

Seeing that everyone looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, Tian Rong's face turned red all of a sudden, he was also about forty years old, and when he usually faced his editors, he was also full of momentum, and he had the style of being the editor-in-chief of the Inscription Society.

But in this conference room, no one's status is lower than him, and several general managers who can directly decide his fate are all present, and at this time, the topic is directed at him, and he suddenly becomes embarrassed and nervous.

Seeing that he didn't speak immediately, Wang Zhixian, the vice president sitting on Xiang Siming's right hand, frowned, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Editor-in-chief Tian!" I remember that Iwami has been in charge of the author before, and you should know the situation best, now you can tell you about the process of missing "The Great Sword of Rebirth"! Tell the truth! ”

Although Wang Zhixian is one of the three vice presidents, the elderly general manager Xiang Siming usually doesn't care about specific affairs, although Wang Zhixian is a deputy position, he is responsible for the inside and outside of the Ming Book Society, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the general manager.

Tian Rong adjusted his sitting posture unnaturally, reluctantly squeezed a smile, and began to introduce the cause and effect of this incident like an angry little daughter-in-law.

"Leaders and colleagues! Iwami this author, ahem, I was indeed in charge of it before! The kid was only 17 years old, and it turned out to be a student of one of my classmates, who taught Chinese studies, because I stumbled upon that kid had a talent for writing, and wrote a book called "Full Moon Scimitar", uh-huh, my classmate sent me the child's manuscript and asked me if there was any possibility of publication, and then we published "Full Moon Scimitar" ......"

The conference room was very quiet, everyone was listening to him, some people already knew this, and some people listened to it for the first time, such as the three vice presidents and general managers present above, Tian Rong lowered his head slightly and said this matter under the gaze of a group of colleagues and leaders with different expressions, but in his heart he scolded Huang Yiqing, who recommended "Full Moon Scimitar" to him, if it wasn't for the "Full Moon Scimitar", even if the current "Rebirth Dacheng Sword" sells well, what does it matter to him Tian Rong?

When he finished speaking cautiously and tremblingly, the room was quiet again, except for the occasional sound of flipping through documents or turning through notebooks.

Wang Zhixian glanced at Xiang Siming, who had been expressionless, muttered for a while, looked around at the other editors-in-chief in the conference room, and asked, "Matter, Editor-in-Chief Tian has already said it just now, then, what do you think?" What should we do now? Or is there any possibility of remedy? Is there a way for you to come back to Iwami? ”

Some people are smiling, some are expressionless, some people are thinking about a solution with their eyes closed, and some people are writing something with their heads down, but no one is talking.

Wang Zhixian's gaze fell on Tian Rong again, and he frowned and said, "Editor-in-chief Tian! Iwami is drained from you, so let's talk about your thoughts first! If this matter is handed over to you again, can you please bring him back and continue to send us the inscription? ”

Tian Rong sighed secretly in his heart, in fact, as early as when Wang Zhixian asked everyone's opinions, he knew that he would definitely be the first to answer, those editors-in-chief here, including himself, who didn't know Wang Zhixian's habits? The reason why these people didn't say a word just now was precisely because they all knew Wang Zhixian's habit - as long as others didn't answer the question, whoever made the problem, Wang Zhixian would let whoever find a way to solve it! If he really can't solve it, he will ask others by name.

Tian Rong became the focus of everyone's attention again, and although he was scolding his mother in his heart, he could only bite the bullet and say the plan he had just thought of.

"Mr. Wang! Everybody! I've read that book "The Great Sword of Rebirth", and I think it's only one biggest selling point! ”

Tian Rong raised an index finger and said, "That is the rebirth of a martial arts master into his childhood!" Iwami is only 17 years old, and his writing is actually very average and average! I don't think it's hard to make up for our losses, we just need to instruct a few well-written authors to write such reborn works! They can definitely write better than Iwami! Kyushu Reading has a book "Rebirth of the Great Success Sword", as long as we want, we can have a few copies if we want! ”

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