Yangyang Publishing House, is the largest publishing house in Dancheng, and its qualifications are relatively old, therefore, the amount of contributions almost every day is quite amazing, and Zhao Xiangnai is the editor of Xinggao Publishing House, basically a week at a time, Zhao Xiang will sort out the manuscripts received, as a relatively long-standing publishing house in Dancheng, receive thousands of manuscripts a week, which are all small.

And Zhao Xiang has been an editor for ten years, and in the past ten years, Zhao Xiang has done it almost step by step, so he also has enough pride and pride, and when the manuscript is gradually reviewed, Zhao Xiang also shook his head slightly.

"It seems that there are fewer and fewer really good manuscripts!"

Shaking his head, Zhao Xiang opened a new manuscript again.

"Wukong Biography, Zhao Ze."

"Good word!"

With these vigorous and powerful book titles and author names, Zhao Xiang's eyes lit up, for a rigorous person like him, he has always written with words, and words are like people, but when Zhao Xiang opened the manuscript, when he read the first chapter, he fell deeply into it.

"Wukong, I'm hungry, find something to eat." Tang Seng sat down on the stone and said.

"I'm busy, won't you look for it yourself? …… It's not that there are no legs. Sun Wukong said with a stick.

"Are you busy? Busy with what? ”

"Don't you think this sunset is beautiful?" Sun Wukong said, his eyes still looking at the sky, "I only have to look at this, can I insist on going west every day." ”

"You can look at it as you go, as long as you don't hit the tree."

"I don't do anything when I watch the sunset!"

"Sun Wukong, you can't be like this, you can't bully the bald head like this, if you starve him to death, we won't be able to find the West Heaven, we won't be able to find the West Heaven, and the curse on us will never be lifted." Zhu Bajie said.

"Phew! When is it your turn to speak, you pig-headed! ”

"What do you say? Who do you say is a pig?! ”

"It's not a pig, it's a pig's head! Hmph, hum, ......"Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and sneered.

"How dare you say it again!" Zhu Bajie was about to rush up with a nail rake.

"What a quarrel, what a quarrel! I'm going to sleep! Roll farther away! Monk Sha yelled.

The three villains glared angrily.

"Fight, fight, kill one and one less." Tang Seng stood up, "You are uncles, I'll go find food for you, can't you?" It's better to let the youkai eat me, and then you can cry. ”

Looking at it little by little, Zhao Xiang seems to have fully integrated into here, you must know that "Journey to the West" is also one of the four famous novels in China in this world, and Zhao Xiang has always thought that Sun Wukong is a tragic hero, and here, he seems to see a lonely monkey, a, a lonely hero.

"I finally understand that the golden hoop stick in my hand cannot reach the sky from above, nor can it explore the sea from below, and there is no Monkey King, only a little monkey."

With this sentence echoing in his mind, Zhao Xiang seemed to be able to feel Sun Wukong's helplessness.

"If the heavens crush me, and split the heavens, if the earth detains me, and crushes the earth, I am born free, and who dares to be high."

At this time, Zhao Xiang was almost out of control at a glance, at this time, Zhao Xiang had already forgotten that he was an editor, and even, Zhao Xiang had forgotten the time, and he was completely integrated into the story.

"Xiao Zhao, it's all at this point, why haven't you gotten off work yet?"

Just as he was fascinated, a voice interrupted Zhao Xiang. "Ah, editor-in-chief."

Zhao Xiang, who was still immersed in the story and couldn't extricate himself, looked up slightly confused, and when he could see someone, he was startled, and finally came out of the story, and quickly explained: "Editor-in-chief, I was fascinated by the manuscript submitted by the author, and it was written 'The Legend of Wukong', but it was different from the famous book. ”

"Really? can make our Zhao Dacai cry, that should be written quite well, I'll go back and take a look. With that, the man put the manuscript directly into his bag, then said a few words, and left.

Looking at the back of his editor-in-chief leaving, Zhao Xiang secretly felt regretful, because he hadn't finished reading it yet, but Zhao Xiang was not in a hurry, he believed that the editor-in-chief would definitely pass such a draft.

The next day, when Zhao Xiang looked at the editor-in-chief, who was extremely haggard and his eyes were bloodshot, he was also slightly stunned.

"Zhao Xiang, don't be stunned, you immediately let this person come to our Yangyang Publishing House, and you must try your best to negotiate with him." Fu Chen quickly commanded.

With that, Fu Chen walked towards the office, however, Zhao Xiang hurriedly shouted: "Editor-in-chief! ”

"Huh? How? Besides, oh, I'll talk to him personally, so you can call him and tell him to come and lie down. Fu Chen looked at Zhao Xiang without moving, frowned slightly, and then spoke.

As the editor-in-chief of Yangyang Publishing House, Fu Chen's work is also quite complicated, but Zhao Xiang smiled bitterly at this time: "Editor-in-chief, Zhao Ze, who sent the manuscript, did not leave a phone number. ”

"What?" When Fu Chen heard this, he showed a look of doubt, and then asked, "Do you have an address?" Just send someone to find it by address. ”

Zhao Xiang smiled bitterly again, he really didn't understand, what the hell is this writer named Zhao Ze, since you want to submit, one does not leave a phone number, and the other does not leave an address, this, this, this is simply a trick.

"That's it!"

At this time, Fu Chen immediately made a decision and said: "You go directly to the post office here, and then, simply go and search, perhaps, this author is a writer who lives alone." ”

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Zhao Xiang agreed......

"Mr. Zhao, our performance is much worse than that of other peers."

Li Na frowned slightly at this time, and at the same time, handed the report to Zhao Yi and said in a low voice.

"I know, Xiao Li, after all, we are a newly opened company, and the performance is less, which is normal, you collect the monthly summary of each department, and I will take a look." Zhao Yi rubbed his forehead, and then waved his hand.

"Alas!"

When Zhao Yi was the only one left in the whole room, Zhao Yi fell heavily on the back chair and let out a long sigh.

Zhao Yi thought that it would be easy at first, so he invested in this decoration company with his own money, but in the past month, he has only signed three orders, which add up to only 100,000 yuan, and even the profit is not enough to pay wages and rent.

"Ozawa is about to go to university, and if it continues at this rate, I'm afraid that by then, it will be difficult to even make up for the tuition fees."

Zhao Yi shook his head slightly, looking unusually entangled.

The decoration industry in Dancheng has gradually become hot since the second half of last year, and it is precisely because of this that Zhao Yi has been planning for a long time this year, and a decoration company was established not long ago.

However, I didn't know the hardships of the line, I thought that after opening a decoration company, there would be a steady stream of customers and make money, but Zhao Yi found that it was not that simple at all.

Just as Zhao Yi was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

When Zhao Ze, who could see a head poked out, Zhao Yi's face showed a relaxed smile, and he chuckled: "Why don't you kid go home after school?" What are you doing here? ”

"Hehe, Dad, I'll come and see your company!"

Zhao Ze chuckled and pushed the door in, Zhao Ze didn't know what to do at this time, his carelessness for a while, in addition to not writing a phone call, at that time, due to a hurry, even his home address was forgotten to write.

"Don't you have any pocket money?"

As he spoke, Zhao Yi took out two hundred Huayuan and handed them to Zhao Ze.

"Dad, I've got money."

didn't take Zhao's father's money, but Zhao Ze asked rhetorically: "Dad, is business not good recently?" ”

When he was on Earth, the decoration company opened by Zhao Ze's father at that time had been losing money, and after the last, in order to prepare for the transfer tuition, he had no choice but to transfer it, and now, Zhao Ze found that this was exactly the same as in his previous life.

"Child, what do you know, hurry back and review, Dad is still waiting for you to be admitted to Huaxia University." Zhao Yi's face was blank, and he waved his hand slightly and said.

"Dad, are there very few customers who come to the store every day?" Zhao Ze didn't move at this time, but asked seriously.

Seeing that Zhao's father nodded, Zhao Ze said quickly at this time: "Dad, this is an office building, it can be said that there are too many decoration companies on these floors, and it is impossible to let customers go to the store automatically." ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Ze stopped, shook his head slightly and said, "Who is the marketing manager?" I'll tell him. ”

As if it was the first time to know his son, Zhao Yi finally chose to believe, and in less than a minute, a young man of about twenty-seven or eighteen pushed the door in, and looking at him, Zhao Ze chuckled: "Manager Liu, I want to ask, how did you develop the market?" ”

"This, naturally, on the one hand, is to do some advertising in various communities, and on the other hand, it is to recruit five salesmen and let them guard the community." The young man known as Manager Liu, at this time, crackled.

"Stop!"

Looking at this Manager Liu, Zhao Ze's expression showed a hint of anger: "The low performance of the whole company is due to the very small number of customers, and your marketing manager should be mainly responsible. ”

"This, this, this?" Manager Liu was like this for a long time, and then said with a little embarrassment: "This is a bit bad." ”

Zhao Ze almost wanted to laugh angrily, such a nerd-looking guy still wants to do business, no wonder his father's company loses money!

"Three days, if you can't do it in three days, then, you can leave." Zhao Ze waved his hand slightly, and was ready to let Manager Liu leave.

"Dad, buy five telephones, if this Manager Liu can't complete the task, let other people come, don't be afraid to spend money, buy the phone list, let these businesses make appointments, and at the same time, let the designer draw the floor plan of the real estate delivery, and then ......"

When Zhao Ze finished speaking, he looked at Zhao's father's slightly stunned gaze, and was about to speak, but Zhao's father waved his hand slightly: "Okay, Xiao Ze, you go home and do your homework, you are still young and don't understand this." ”

"Dad, this time, you listen to me once." Zhao Ze wanted to say something, but he was directly blasted out by Zhao's father.

"I'm going!"

Zhao Ze, who went out, was really speechless and asked the sky.

"That's it, whoever let Ozawa be my son, let's give it a try."

Zhao Yi let out a helpless sigh.

If Zhao Zezhi said his own set of marketing methods, but the result was forced by his father to use it in desperation, I am afraid that he would vomit blood in frustration.