Yu Wan said: "I have seen a lot of people, what are the thoughts in people's hearts, I can see by looking at his face, this Boss Song is so kind and angry, and he can make him disgusted, but I can imagine what is going on, he must be a hooligan, who has cheated Boss Song, and Boss Song still intends to count on him, so he doesn't want to tear his face." ”

Yu Wan analyzed it, and after finishing speaking, Song Xindeng and another chubby middle-aged man walked in, the chubby man was not tall, with an oily face, looking like a big piece of fat rolling on the ground, while talking boastfully with Song Xindeng, he looked around the newspaper for a long time, the internal facilities of this "Little Daily" newspaper are very simple, there is only one printing press, there are only a few employees, and two employees did not come, this newspaper is very empty. Many times the boss has taken on the roles of printer, editor, copywriter, etc., but in the final analysis, in order to save money, Song Xindeng can't.

After the chubby middle-aged man walked in, he took a few looks, and then said with a little disdain: "Boss Song, your newspaper still hasn't grown, it's tattered, how can there be a newspaper store, why don't I introduce you to a carpenter and decorate it well." ”

Song Xindeng heard this, although the middle-aged man stated the facts, but it was still so harsh in his ears, but the chubby middle-aged man has always been so mean, Song Xindeng didn't care about him, just nodded next to him and said: "If the newspaper sells well, it can be renovated at the end of the year, and the newspaper will have a new look at that time, which is not bad." ”

The chubby middle-aged man rolled his eyes: "At the end of the year, brother, you won't be kidding me, you see what you are all shabby now, I told you a long time ago, the newspaper must have the appearance of a newspaper, otherwise how do you keep people like this, what about the two reporters you recruited last time?" Why didn't I see it. ”

"It's long gone." Song Xindeng smiled helplessly.

"No wonder, the salary is low, the newspaper is still half dead, no wonder you have to leave, so let's say, Boss Song, you have to invest some money, otherwise this newspaper will get yellow sooner or later." The chubby man was not without cynicism, but Song Xindeng had a good temper and didn't care about him in general, and this chubby man also saw that Song Xindeng was easy to bully, and he was even more open-mouthed.

Song Xindeng replied: "I don't have to worry about this kind of thing, my brother has my own ideas." ”

The chubby man smiled, looked around, and then said, "Recently, I heard that your newspaper is selling well." ”

"Sales are okay."

"I see a lot of people buying your newspaper because of me, and I make up a large part of the readership. And recently, a newspaper has been contacting me, willing to pay a thousand words a piece to poach me, I have not agreed, but they are also sincere, full of heart, basically come to visit every day, so it is difficult for me to do it. Boss Song, you also know that I am an emotional person, and I have been writing in one newspaper for a long time, so I am too lazy to go to other newspapers. The chubby man smiled, and then without waiting for Song Xindeng to ask, he said again, "But ah, others must be right to affirm my value, I also have the strength of a thousand words, I don't know what Boss Song thinks?" ”

Song Xindeng listened to the chubby man's words, and understood his intentions, presumably to increase his remuneration, after going around for so long, and belittled his newspaper, even if Song Xindeng himself was kind, he also had a mustard in his heart. Helplessly, now the newspaper is just as the chubby man said, most of the sales are still his readers, if you rashly offend him, maybe this newspaper will really go out of business.

Song Xindeng is a dumb eater of Coptis chinensis, and he can't say what he is suffering from, so he can only ask, hoping that his appetite will not be too big: "Then, brother, how much do you think the price is appropriate?" ”

The chubby man was relieved when he saw Song Xindeng, and he was happy in his heart: "At least it has to be about the same price as other newspapers, and mine is also worth this price, a thousand words, what does Boss Song think?" ”

"A thousand words?" Song Xindeng was unhappy, this guy was robbing while the fire was burning, the remuneration of a thousand words, Song Xindeng could write after inviting a few famous artists in Beijing, why bother looking for this fat man, this fat man has no door and no faction, and his writing is okay, but it is not top-notch, why should he want a thousand words.

"This price is already very cheap, and there are a few newspapers, willing to dig me in the past for a thousand words, or two or three for a thousand words, I didn't agree, this thousand words and one yuan is not high, presumably Boss Song has made a lot of money during this time, and it is not bad for this money." The chubby man knows his value to Song Xindeng, if he doesn't have him, maybe he won't be able to run this newspaper, for this unpopular newspaper and newspaper, it is all the source of income, and it is what he wrote, why can't he take more money.

"It is categorically impossible to have one yuan per thousand words, on the basis of your original five dimes of thousand words, I am willing to add one dime as additional income." Song Xindeng refused, one yuan for a thousand words, just don't make money.

"Boss Song, are you deceiving people too much? I have made so much money with you, it is equivalent to me feeding the entire newspaper, it is not right to take more, don't be too stingy, otherwise it will be bad for you. The chubby man is still fighting, he firmly believes that Song Xindeng's behavior is just bargaining, as long as he doesn't let go, he will definitely be counted in a thousand words in the end.

"Don't be too dark-hearted, or it will be bad for you and me." Song Xindeng's only remaining good temper was polished away by this man.

"Drink, since Boss Song doesn't let go, forget it for the time being, and I'm not reluctant. However, the rest of the manuscript may be of low quality...... Hey, who are these two boys, your new recruit? It's really fast, how do you want to come over. The chubby man saw Song Xindeng's serious face, and knew that it would be difficult to succeed today, so he planned to grind it slowly. At this time, he saw two people looking at him and asked funny.

Yu Wan was about to speak, but Yan Buwen stopped and smiled: "You tell me first, who are you?" ”

The chubby man said: "A well-known martial artist, Yuan Li, under the tutelage of Zhao Huanting, you must have also seen my "Martial Arts Hero". ”

Yan Buwen was surprised: "What? Zhao Huanting has heard of it, but you haven't heard of it, are you very famous? Yan Buwen glanced at Yu Wan, wanting to get some news from Yu Wan.

"I've read this, it's rubbish, I can't stand it at all." Yu Wan remembered when he heard the name of this book, and he spent a few dimes to buy this reprinted book, but he threw it away after reading a few sheets, and the writing was simply unsightly.