After Xiao Gong left, Song Xiao sat on the chair and muttered, "This is impossible, how can the Southern Sect Sect Master be replaced?" ”

"Maybe the little worker said casually, don't take it to heart, when we see Mr. Xiang, all rumors will naturally be self-defeating. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I'm going to visit Mr. Xiang today and ask."

These people began to discuss, the people who visited the master of the Mandarin Duck Butterfly Sect were not in a hurry, those who were going to visit Xiang Shuai were already in a hurry, although a teahouse did not represent everything, but it was also convincing, in order to prove that this was a rumor, you had to ask Mr. Xiang.

It's like a group of people sailing on the sea, thinking that they are on a luxury cruise ship, and finally finding out that it is a small wooden boat, this gap between the ideal and the reality makes them panic in their hearts.

Yan Buwen saw that this group of people had different expressions on their faces, just like a spring garden, with all kinds of expressions, so Yan Buwen laughed: "I might as well tell you that the circulation of Dajiang Daily has reached 10,000, even if it is not much better than that of "Shanghai Daily", so there is also this capital to pay Mr. Lu a high manuscript fee, if you don't believe it, just read the content of "Dajiang Daily" in a few days, and Mr. Lu's novel will be published on it. ”

Some people really don't believe that the young man in front of him is the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper: "Lu Yan didn't say that you are a writer who writes novels, why are you still the deputy editor-in-chief......

Yan Buwen waved his hand: "I'm both an associate editor-in-chief and a fiction writer, isn't it a contradiction?" ”

Yan Buwen smiled, and Ruan Lingyu next to him also snorted coldly: "Dogs look down on people." ”

Li Yu's face was not good, and his originally arrogant face was a little solemn: "Little girl, who are you talking about." ”

Ruan Lingyu's face did not change: "I said a dog without eyes!" ”

Li Yu was still about to scold him, Song Xiao asked Li Yu not to speak, and said to himself: "Haha, Mr. Yan, the circulation has nothing to do with you, if what Xiaogong said just now is right, it should be the sales driven by Yongsheng's novel, what calf are you pretending to be?" ”

It seems that this Song Xiao is not dead in the heart of the Yellow River, and he is too lazy to take care of it, so he took a sip of tea and let Song Xiao's face be red.

Ruan Lingyu sneered on the side: "I'm sorry, Mr. Big, Yongsheng is Mr. Yan's pen name!" ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, Ruan Lingyu's words were like a fuse, stabbing and directly detonating the explosives, knocking these people unconscious on the spot.

"What, you are Yongsheng, Lu Yan...... He...... Never said it! There was no lack of shock in Song Xiao's eyes, and then he looked at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan nodded: "Mr. Yan is indeed Mr. Yongsheng, but he didn't introduce it to you at that time." ”

"Vulgarity?"

"He's a mediocre student?"

"Xiao Gong said that he is the mediocre student who replaces the status of Xiao Sheng?"

Song Xiao said angrily: "I don't believe it, Xiaogong must be full of lies, I'm going to find Mr. Xiang, which of you will come with me, find Mr. Xiang to understand!" ”

Song Xiao's mind was in turmoil, and he didn't know who was right and who was wrong, but deep down he told him that what Xiao Gong said was not unreasonable, and Yan Buwen didn't seem to have the need to deceive them, could it be that Mr. Xiang was really ......

No way, they must be lying to me: "Go, go find Mr. Xiang!" ”

"Go, go." Fang Bai, Qin Xuan and the others didn't believe it either, so they discussed with Song Xiao and went to find Mr. Xiang today.

Li Yu looked at Song Xiao: "I'll go with you, just as I'm going to visit Mr. Xu Zhenya." ”

"Let's go along, too." Zhou Siyu also said, and the rest of the people couldn't bear it anymore and went out with them.

"Farewell!"

"Farewell!" A group of people arched their hands and walked away.

After they left, Yan Buwen stood up and said to Ruan Lingyu and Lu Yan, "Let's go too." ”

"Didn't you give the money?" Yan Buwen walked out of the door and met the worker.

Yan Buwen was about to take the money, but Lu Yan hurriedly stopped: "Mr. Yan, thank you so much today, this tea money must not let you out." ”

Yan Buwen said no, he didn't care about this money, he gave the worker five yuan, and the rest as a tip.

Xiao Gong thanked him, and then asked in surprise: "Sir, are you a mediocre student?" ”

"How do you know?" Could it be that this little worker happened to be passing by and heard it just now?

Xiao Gong said excitedly: "When I walked by just now, I heard what this little girl said, you are really mediocre!" It's so gratifying that if I had known you were, I would have given you more snacks. Are those guys your friends, sir? The quality doesn't seem to be very high, and they don't look like people when they dress like people. ”

Yan Buwen said: "It's a few friends of my friend. ”

Lu Yan hurriedly said: "Ashamed, ashamed." He is a few fellow writers of fiction. ”

Xiao Gong said: "I see that you are also falling out with them, just now when I heard them say that "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" is unsightly, I guessed that they must be writers, literati are light, and it is estimated that the relationship with Mr. Buxiao is not bad, but unfortunately, now Mr. Buxiao has also gone downhill, or you can afford the name of this grandmaster." ”

Yan Buwen smiled: "It's just a false name." ”

Ruan Lingyu said: "You still have the eyesight." ”

The little worker was happy, and hurriedly called the little worker in the teahouse over, and happily told them: "Yongsheng is here." ”

So Yan Buwen also answered several questions to these people before leaving, who does Zhang Wuji like, and who is the most powerful protector. In the end, the owner of the teahouse also came out, knowing that Yongsheng was coming, and hurriedly sent a bag of fine tea to Yongsheng: "Dongting Biluochun, top grade!" ”

Yan Buwen was ready to give money, but the boss refused, claiming that he was a fan of Yan Buwen's books, and this little tea was a gift, and the boss also hoped that Yan Buwen would come and sit when he had nothing to do. After that, the news of Yongsheng's arrival at the "Anping" teahouse quickly spread, and by the time many book fans came in, Yan Buwen had been gone for a long time.

"Mr. Yan, I really troubled you just now, and a few little friends caused you trouble." Lu Yan was very embarrassed, he originally just wanted Yan Buwen to come up and take a sip of tea, but he didn't expect Song Xiao and them to openly provoke.

Ruan Lingyu said: "Mr. Lu, it's because you made friends carelessly." ”

Lu Yan nodded hurriedly: "It's indeed the fault of the contemptible people." ”

Walking to the intersection, Lu Yan was about to say goodbye: "Mr. Yan, I am very grateful for you helping me speak, and some things don't need to be taken seriously." Lu Yan weighed a few pounds and taels himself, he still knew it, and he couldn't afford to get a thousand words and one yuan at all, maybe Yan Buwen just said it to deter Song Xiao and them, but Lu Yan still decided to say it, otherwise it would make it difficult for Yan Buwen to do it.

Yan Buwen thought for a while, and said: "That's the incident, you waited for me at the Yun'an Teahouse at noon on Monday, remember to bring all the manuscripts you have written, and I will take a look, if it is good, it is not impossible to have more than one yuan per thousand words." ”

Yan Buwen is not joking, Song Xiao and these people are clearly bullying Lu Yan, Lu Yan is not proud, he can only let the bullying, but Yan Buwen can't stand it, if Lu Yan is an ordinary person, Yan Buwen may not care, but Lu Yan is Yan Buwen's apprentice, this Yan Buwen has to earn back some face for Lu Yan. At least the remuneration must not be lower than that of Song Xiao and Fang Bai!

Lu Yan said: "This ......"

Yan Buwen waved his hand and said, "No need to discuss it again, go back and prepare." ”

Lu Yan left gratefully, Yan Buwen made Lu Yan very emotional, and he always sighed at the warmth and coldness of people, but everything that happened today made his heart burn hope again.

The acrobatic troupe is performing to a wonderful place, the three little monkeys have just finished the performance, and then shake and pick up an empty small basin next to it, and then go from the left side of the crowd to the front of everyone to knock on the basin with the small wooden stick in the basin, see people shaking their heads and go to the right side of the crowd, someone gives money and chirps happily. This little monkey came to ask for money is quite fresh, causing a burst of laughter in the onlookers, more or less give a little, one point and two points are not too little, one dime and two corners are not too much, when Ruan Lingyu came to Ruan Lingyu's side, Ruan Lingyu took out a dime from his pocket and threw it in, and touched the monkey's head by the way.

"It's so cute, this little monkey, just like a human." Ruan Lingyu said.

After the acrobatic performance, he called a car and gave Ruan Lingyu a section.

"Mr. Yan, I'll go down here." Ruan Lingyu waved her hand and walked to an alley, which read "Lane 211, North Sichuan Road". Ruan Lingyu lived in a private house inside.

……

When I went to the Xinglong newspaper office on Sunday morning, the first floor had been almost cleared, but there were also many employees who were dragging the last remaining machine on the first floor to the printing office on the next street, and these people greeted Yan Buwen warmly.

The first floor is going to be renovated in the past few days, and a few new editors have been added, and Cao Yuanan also has a plan for the next move.

Cao Yuan'an came very early in the morning, so he asked Yan Buwen to follow him to see the new printing office, at this time, the printing office was roughly cleaned up, the iron door was installed, and there were curtains around the windows.

Cao Yuanan asked, "Don't smell it, how do you feel?" ”

"The scale of Xinglong Newspaper has expanded a lot." Yan Buwen looked at the past, there were a total of 30 machines, and there were 18 employees in the printing department, and the scale of Xinglong Newspaper was already above average, and it may even be on par with Shanghai News in the near future.

Cao Yuanan took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Yan Buwen: "Try it, foreign cigarettes, don't smell it, look at it, what does it say in English?" ”

When Yan Buwen came back from studying abroad, he naturally knew English, and the cigarettes he sells now are all in English.

Yan Buwen saw this red box of cigarettes, picked it up and took a look: "Hatamen, Hademen cigarettes, foreign brands." ”

This brand is also very famous, and it is not cheap by sight, Cao Yuanan lit Yan Buwen: "How do you feel?" ”

Yan Buwen took a sip: "Not bad, the taste is okay." ”

Yan Buwen doesn't smoke much, and when he smokes, he basically takes one or two puffs, and then waits for the cigarette to burn out by himself, and then throws it away.

Cao Yuanan watched so many employees come and go, and said: "This newspaper, I have been running it for two years, from childhood to adulthood, but now I feel that the previous model is no longer working, so, don't hear it, I want to hear your thoughts?" How do you think our newspaper will develop? ”

Yan Buwen looked at Cao Yuan'an, Cao Yuan'an was confident, I was afraid that he had already thought of a countermeasure, and he saw a few more editors this morning, Yan Buwen said: "Mr. Cao, do you want to classify the newspaper?" ”