Shang Haozhi took a notepad and came to the chairman's office.

In the office, Bao Jiyi was drinking tea with two people.

Shang Haozhi knew the thin middle-aged man, his name was Toru Murakami, the editor-in-chief of "Young Leap", and the young man sitting next to him with a slightly fat figure was the first time Shang Haozhi had seen him.

When Murakami Toru and the slightly chubby young man saw Shang Haozhi coming in, they immediately stood up and bowed slightly to Shang Haozhi, who also bowed slightly out of politeness.

"Lao Shang, you came just in time, Mr. Murakami is going to introduce the comics of our magazine, you can help recommend two." Bao Jiyi nudged the frame.

"Okay."

Shang Haozhi was familiar with these things, and after sitting down, he opened the notepad, glanced at the young man, and said with a smile: "You are the translator of Mr. Murakami?" ”

The young man waved his hand repeatedly, "No, my name is Shin Yokoi, and I'm the editor of Shonen Leap." ”

Mandarin is not too standard, but Shang Haozhi can understand it.

"You're an editor, I haven't seen you much before." Shang Haozhi was surprised.

"That...... It wasn't in Shonen Leap before. Yokoi explained.

"I see...... Since you can understand Mandarin, can you understand Chinese characters? ”

Yokoi nodded, when he was studying Chinese myths and legends, he did put a lot of effort into the Chinese language, although he asked him to write, maybe he would "lack arms and legs", but there were still not too many problems in recognizing words and communicating simply.

Shang Haozhi's eyes moved to his notebook, and he also had a general understanding in his heart, it seemed that Murakami was prepared.

"Lao Shang, let's start the introduction?" Bao Jiyi urged.

"Hmm. Over the past year or so, ComicFuture has also produced a lot of good works, such as "Heartbeat Pointer", a romance manga that has sold 12 volumes so far, and on average, each volume has sold more than 600,000 copies, and the 'little book' has also stabilized at six to eight places every week. ”

Shang Haozhi's notebook recorded a small book that focused on recommending comics, and Shang Haozhi even made a small book ranking curve. As he said, the curve of the ranking of "Heartbeat Pointer" is very gentle.

Yokoi took advantage of this time to translate Shang Haozhi's words to Toru Murakami, while Bao Jiyi squinted his eyes and paid attention to Toru Murakami's expression.

Since Murakami entered the mansion of Yishu Culture, Bao Jiyi did not plan to let Murakami go back empty-handed, at least bring a few comics back to "Leap".

However, Bao Jiyi also noticed that Toru Murakami seemed to be dissatisfied with the works recommended by Shang Haozhi, and his face was never eased.

After the two communicated, Yokoi sat up straight again, his face a little embarrassed, "Mr. Shang, this work is very common in District 11, and if we introduce it to Japan, there will be no sales." ”

"That's it......" Shang Haozhi took back the notepad again, ready to look for the next manga.

Murakami's brows furrowed and he whispered a few words into Yokoi's ear.

Yokoi nodded, and said to Shang Haozhi again: "Mr. Shang, our editor-in-chief doesn't want to go around in circles, we came this time to introduce "Chess Soul". ”

"Chess Soul?" Shang Haozhi was stunned for a moment, "However, "Chess Soul" has only published three single books, if your company introduces it, is it too early?" According to your company's habits, don't you want to wait for six or seven volumes to be introduced together? ”

Bao Jiyi heard Yokoi mention "Chess Soul", and also pushed the frame, he cared about another thing, "Mr. Yokoi, listen to what you mean, it seems that you are looking forward to "Chess Soul"? Is this manga popular in District 11? ”

"Uh...... It's more popular in some forums. Yokoi quickly explained.

The corners of Bao Jiyi's mouth were upturned, he was smiling, his legs were crossed, his fingers tapped his knees, and his eyes were shining.

Murakami and Yokoi discussed for a moment, and then Yokoi said, "You can change your thinking. Mr. Shang, our editor-in-chief would like to take a look at the next manuscript that has not yet been published, can I ask you? ”

Yes?

Shang Haozhi looked surprised, few people would ask to see the original manuscript of the next sentence.

"Of course, no problem, please wait." Bao Jiyi directly agreed, "However, the two of you can only look at the copy, not the original." ”

"No problem. Photocopies are also OK. Yokoi nodded hurriedly.

Bao Jiyi gestured at Shang Haozhi, Shang Haozhi nodded slightly, picked up the landline on the desk, and dialed Wang Wenhong's phone.

Wang Wenhong was thinking about the next word of AORI, and the landline in front of him suddenly rang and was startled.

The eyes of others in the editorial department immediately focused on Wang Wenhong.

They excluded "Chess Soul" before, not because the quality of "Chess Soul" was not enough, but because "Chess Soul" was only published in three volumes, and the uncertainty behind it was too great, and District 11 often introduced comics with good reputation, so these editors habitually ignored "Chess Soul".

When Wang Wenhong put down the phone, Hook on the other side immediately asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"I don't know." Wang Wenhong shook his head, "Mr. Shang just asked me to send a copy of the original manuscript of the latest episode." ”

"It's really "Chess Soul"!"

"No, if it is really introduced to Area 11, it will be too fast...... "Chess Soul" has only produced three volumes so far. There are more than a dozen volumes of comics in the back, waiting in line? ”

"I'm so envious!"

Wang Wenhong rubbed his nose, "Don't say that, it's still undecided!" ”

At this time, you must be calm. If you are too proud, once you are not selected, you will be ashamed.

"No matter, if it's really "Chess Soul", please go back and eat."

"I'll talk about it later...... Come back to that. ”

Wang Wenhong didn't have time to argue with these people, so he made a copy of the original manuscript of chapter 35, so he took the copy and came to the chairman's office.

Adjusting his mood outside the door, Wang Wenhong knocked on the office door twice.

Shang Haozhi said please come in, and Wang Wenhong pushed the door open.

The four people in the room turned their heads to look at Wang Wenhong, and he suddenly felt nervous.

Taking advantage of the gap between closing the door, Wang Wenhong once again calmed his breath, and then walked towards the four people present with confidence.

"This is the editor in charge of "Chess Soul", Wang Wenhong." Shang Haozhi took the copy handed by Wang Wenhong and briefly introduced it to Murakami and Yokoi.

Murakami smiled and nodded, while Yokoi stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with Wang Wenhong, which was beyond Wang Wenhong's expectations.

Shang Haozhi roughly checked the manuscript, and after no major disclosures, he handed it to Yokoi with both hands.

After receiving the manuscript, Yokoi's eyes never left, and just wanted to turn the page casually, but he noticed that Murakami was also leaning over, so he coughed dryly and said to Shang Haozhi: "Mr. Shang, can I write on it?" ”

"Of course, these are just copies."

"That'...... Can I borrow a pen? ”

Shang Haozhi immediately handed Yokoi the pen clipped in the notepad, and then he saw that Yokoi and Murakami had spoken a few words, so he lay on the coffee table and translated the dialogue of this sentence into Japanese.

The other four people could only look at Yokoi dryly, and no one in the room spoke, and the atmosphere immediately became dull.

After about half an hour, Yokoi sat up straight and handed the manuscript to Murakami, who couldn't wait to lock his eyes on the original.