Back to the office, feel at ease to write a novel, "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" is not long, but it will take a while to really write it down, fortunately only 10,000 words are updated every week, Yan Buwen remembers that there are more than 900,000 words, that is, it takes more than 90 weeks, more than two years, but after a while, you can find one or two people to write on your own page, just dictate it yourself, which can also save a lot of time, like novels, it may not be a good thing to drag on too long. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I got to work at eight o'clock, Yan Buwen had already written a part, moved my hand joints, I didn't take writing novels seriously before, and I didn't find novels so difficult to write when I was purely entertaining, but now I know that after a certain amount of manuscripts every week, I don't feel like I was at the beginning, and my hands are tired of writing, in this era when there are no computers, writing with a pen is really a chore.

When Donggua came to deliver the newspaper in the morning, he told Yan Buwen that Mr. Chen and Mr. Wang were on sick leave today, and some of the editors' proofreading matters had to be handed over to Yan Buwen to do. Yan Buwen smiled, I heard that these two people vomited directly last night, and they had a serious illness today, which was also interesting, so Yan Buwen casually agreed. After a while, Winter Melon came over with an envelope and said that this was the manuscript fee for the publication of "Farewell Kangqiao".

Yan Buwen opened it and looked at it, a total of 20 yuan, for promoting the sales of 1,000 copies of "Dajiang Daily", plus the next day's printing of 1,000 pamphlets, this 20 yuan is not much, but according to the current prices, this 20 yuan is indeed quite a lot, just like a winter melon, a month of hard work is only more than 10 yuan, Yan Buwen This poem is directly 20 yuan, and then it is like the rickshaw master outside, only 30 or 40 yuan a month of hard work, this poem is directly worth half a month's salary.

Yan Buwen opened a corner of the envelope, glanced at it, and the winter melon standing in front swallowed his saliva, stretched his neck to see how much money he had, but saw that Yan Buwen did not completely open the envelope, and was a little lost. Donggua is not a regular employee, so Cao Yuanan is only willing to give him more than ten yuan for handymanship.

Yan Buwen beckoned the winter melon to come over, and the winter melon didn't know so he walked over.

"Bring the door first, I have something to ask you." Yan Buwen said, he still has something to ask about the winter melon, with Yan Buwen's eyes, the winter melon may know more things than anyone in the Xinglong newspaper, find the right person to do the right thing, and the winter melon is also the best candidate.

After Donggua closed the door, he walked to Yan Buwen's table and said, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Yan?" ”

Yan Buwen said with a smile: "I've worked hard for you during this time, I always run up and down, send me something on time every day, and you will take this dollar, and it will also be your hard work." ”

Yan Buwen took out a piece of money and put it on the table, and did not stuff the money directly to him, if the winter melon reached out and took the money, then it proves that the winter melon is also half a Yan Buwen person, if you don't take it, Yan Buwen has no need to continue to ask him.

When Donggua saw the silver coin on the table, his eyes lit up, and his hand stretched out, but he quickly put it down, and he could clearly see a painful expression on his face: "Mr. Yan, I can't accept this, I have already made a mistake by taking your one yuan last time, if I accept it again, I'm afraid it will ...... Moreover, these are all things that I have to do, and I should do them. ”

Yan doesn't listen to the temptation, and is not in a hurry, it is obvious that Donggua is Cao Yuanan's person, if he wants him to become his own person, he has to take his time, he can't be in a hurry, the benefits have to be given slowly, and what Donggua is worried about is nothing more than being known by Cao Yuan'an, losing his job, as long as no one knows about these situations, it will not happen.

Yan Buwen smiled: "Take it, it's only one yuan, it's nothing to me, go back and buy some delicious tonic for the body, I remember hearing others say, you have an elderly mother, this yuan is regarded as my filial piety to her old man, you buy some supplements and go back to the old man to make up." ”

Yan Buwen has also heard of it, knowing that winter melon is a filial son, but there is not much left of a month's salary except for rent, and his old mother picks up some leftovers in the vegetable market to eat, and occasionally when there is no rice to cook, he can only go to the landlord's house to borrow some rice to boil a pot of porridge for a day. But winter melon has grown up under such difficult conditions, and it can still grow so fat, which shows that some people can indeed gain weight by drinking water.

Now the price is not high, one yuan can buy two chickens, go back to boil some soup can also eat for two days, just like a hundred years later in Shanghai, the most ruthless consumption is never food, but rent, now the same, a month of more ordinary rent will cost seven or eight yuan, there are two or three yuan left for a month, there is indeed a difficulty for winter melon.

Yan Buwen said that it was all about this, there was no reason for the winter melon to refuse, he could not eat well and dress warmly, but his mother had not eaten anything good for many days, if he could have Mr. Yan's one yuan, he could buy a hen to boil some soup for the old mother tonight, and the mother would no longer have to be ridiculed by the vegetable farmers in the vegetable market these days.

Winter melon clenched his fists, his eyes were a little moist, his hand stretched out, paused, and then picked up the yuan that Yan Buwen put on the table and put it in his pocket: "Thank you, Mr. Yan, I will definitely convey your kindness to my grandma in the evening." ”

Yan Buwen saw this little honest and short and fat boy in front of him felt familiar, once upon a time he was like them in Shanghai struggle, there was nothing to rely on, some bitterness can only be swallowed in the stomach, occasionally strangers express concern, and they are moved to tears.

"Don't save, eat better to have the strength to work." Yan Buwen smiled, like an elder caring about a child.

Winter melon wiped the tears swirling in his eyes with his sleeve, trying not to let the tears flow, the promise of letting grandma live a good life burn again in his chest like a flame, and then said solemnly: "Mr. Yan, you said before that there is something you want to ask me, what is the specific thing, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it." ”

The righteous words of the winter melon patted his chest, and Yan ignored the appreciation and glanced at the winter melon.

Then he said, "It's not difficult, but you need to use snacks." Can you help me ask me these days if there is anyone willing to ghostwrite. ”

Yan Buwen didn't beat around the bush, with Yan Buwen's experience, he knew that Dong Gua would not tell others about it, so he saw Dong Gua's surprised expression, and then said: "That's it...... I dictate, and then another person writes down what I dictated...... It also saves me a lot of time, and you know I'm too busy to spend my energy writing novels. ”

Yan Buwen thinks that he has said very clearly, busy is not necessarily busy, but he also doesn't want to find something to do for himself, how good it is to be idle, if he sits here all day and is busy writing novels, then what's the point of crossing over by himself? It's just a different place to work.

"Oh, I see." Winter melon thought for a while and continued: "I know a few people who write novels, but they were cut in half because they didn't write well, and I don't know if they are willing to do it. ”

It's not easy to find a job now, novels are relatively high-income, the general situation is to give those who write novels a thousand words to a dime, even if it is a dime of a thousand words, write 10,000 words a day, and there are 30 yuan a month, among those authors who have been cut in half, Donggua knows some people with good pen speed, if you write fast, 20,000 words a day can be, this is the situation of writing yourself, if you copy it, you can even 50,000 or 60,000 words a day, but the handwriting is a little grassy.

Yan Buwen smiled and said: "Then it's troublesome for you, when the time comes, contact them and tell me, and I will personally invite them to tea." ”

Sure enough, I didn't see the wrong person, the winter melon was busy all day long, although he did all the miscellaneous work, but he was afraid that some editors-in-chief were not as good as him in understanding the entire process of the newspaper, and he also had certain resources.

Seeing that he could help Yan Buwen, Donggua said happily: "It's a trivial matter, as soon as the person finds it, I will inform you." ”

Yan Buwen nodded, signaling that the winter melon could leave, Yan Buwen did not expect to turn the winter melon into his own person at one time, just like the management of employees, the benefits had to be given slowly, grinding back and forth a few more times like fishing, so that at least the winter melon would not betray himself.

Yan Buwen was busy proofreading in the office, but after a while, Cao Yuanan appeared at the door of the office, and then walked in and said with a smile: "You kid, you kid, you will drink Wang Liangting and Chen Kang down, you are asking for your own hardship, otherwise their work will not be put on your head, haha." ”

Yan Buwen said with concern: "Mr. Wang and Mr. Chen don't have much of a problem, I will come to visit when I have time." ”

Cao Yuanan hurriedly waved his hand: "If you don't hear it, you don't have to go, the two of them are afraid of you, now as long as you hear Yan Buwen's three words, you will be drunk, and you will have a shadow in your heart, and it can be regarded as a lesson for them, if you can't drink, don't learn to toast." ”

After that, Cao Yuan'an looked Yan Buwen up and down strangely, and said, "Don't smell it, are you okay?" ”

Yan Buwen said: "I vomited when I went home, I did drink a little too much yesterday, don't take what you say seriously." ”

Yan Buwen saw Cao Yuan'an's eyes through the round glasses, and Cao Yuan'an also looked at Yan Buwen's eyes through the glasses, both of them wanted to detect each other's hidden thoughts in the depths of their hearts through their eyes, people can lie, but their eyes can't. Yan Buwen and Cao Yuan'an looked at each other, their eyes met, and they reflected back, and both of them smiled awkwardly.

"Drink less wine, although it invigorates blood circulation and dispels blood stasis, drinking too much is not good for your health, this is not yesterday when I went back and almost fell into the ditch." Cao Yuan'an also chatted with Yan Buwen without a match, the two of them were humble to each other, playing each other haha, both of them knew that the other party had left a hand, if Cao Yuan'an couldn't drink, Yan Buwen would definitely not believe it.

Naturally, if he didn't listen to it, Cao Yuanan wouldn't believe it.

Cao Yuan'an suddenly saw Yan Buwen the manuscript on the table, and said angrily: "What do you say about winter melon, don't you know that you are busy writing novels during this time?" There are so many proofreading drafts, didn't I let him share one point, why are there so many on your side. ”