In the face of the contempt of middle-aged men, Jiang Ling was not annoyed, if there was no woman in the Crescent Society to contribute, then she would be the first person: "Sir, why don't you take a closer look?" Soma lost his thinness, Xiangshi lost his poverty¹, and if Mr. lost his article, he lost the opportunity to develop the Xinyue Society's first journal to Pingbo Mansion! ”

The middle-aged man saw that Jiang Ling was talking well and did not affect himself because of the contempt of others, and his heart couldn't help but move, wanting to see what Jiang Ling had written.

At this moment, a man in an indigo robe glanced at the middle-aged man, then looked at Jiang Ling, and said to him: "Isn't it, Brother Chai, has it reached the point where all articles are accepted?" ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Chai obviously knew the man in the indigo robe, his brows tightened first, and then he let go, and said, "I just haven't had time to return this young lady yet, and I won't bother Brother Liu at what point I've reached." ”

After that, the middle-aged man surnamed Chai returned the manuscript in his hand to Jiang Ling: "I hope that Miss will choose another good club." ”

Jiang Ling knew that she probably had no chance with the Crescent Society. She took the manuscript to the company, and no one thought that she was here to contribute, only this Mr. Chai was willing to ask what she was here for, and he was willing to take the manuscript and take a look. It's a pity, obviously I almost said that Mr. Chai was moved. Mr. Chai is a good person, but he is not very firm and easily influenced by others.

"Excuse me, sir." Jiang Ling politely left.

Mr. Chai looked at the back of Jiang Ling leaving, and couldn't help but feel a sense of regret in his heart. This is a polite young lady, and at first glance you know that she is full of poetry and books.

It's not that the Crescent Society is without female authors, but they often inquire about the news when they submit their manuscripts, and ask a suitable editor to meet in the tea house.

Mr. Chai saw that Jiang Ling was not very old, so he thought that it was the first time to submit a manuscript and had no experience. When this young lady knows the unspoken rules of female authorship's submission, she should still come to him, right? When she came to him again, he would take a good look at the novels written by this young lady, Mr. Chai thought.

After Jiang Ling walked out of the Crescent Society, he couldn't help but turn around, took two steps back, and looked at the three words of the Crescent Society. I couldn't help but sigh, how nice it would be if we could join forces. She's a systematic woman!

Jiang Ling turned around, she remembered that there was a newspaper opposite the Crescent Society, called Guanhai Society, and there were two newspapers and periodicals under its name. The most famous is Haichao Magazine, which is also the second millennium in Yin County. It's a pity that in recent years, with the development of the Crescent Society, there is a faint sign of decline. Even last month, it was almost overtaken by the lower string magazine of the Crescent Society.

Jiang Ling felt that with her, Haichao Magazine would definitely be able to kick over the position of the second thousand-year-old and compete for the first throne. She was simply born to save the Guanhai Society. Guanhai Society, wait for her!

Before Jiang Ling could turn around, she took a step forward, and she felt that she was very handsome when she said to go.

At this moment, a man in his thirties wearing a pine-colored robe embroidered with two or three bamboo leaves on it collided head-on with Jiang Ling.

Zhou Zhou felt that he was extremely unlucky, and the most famous author under his command ran away, and even ran to their biggest competitor, the Crescent Society. Gave up a face to stay, and accidentally bumped into a young lady, and now a good person will definitely not be able to catch up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhou Zhou bent down and picked up Jiang Ling's manuscripts one by one. Out of professional habits, Zhou Zhou picked it up and watched it at the same time, and he was fascinated by this look.

"It's okay." Jiang Ling was just about to reach out and take the manuscript that Zhou Zhou picked up, but found that Zhou Zhou was standing upright.

"Sir? Is there something wrong with my manuscript? Jiang Ling couldn't help but remind that she still had to take her manuscript to save the Guanhai Society!

"No, there is no problem. It was just perfect. Zhou Zhou's last sentence was said very lightly, and Jiang Ling didn't hear it clearly.

"Sir?" Jiang Ling felt that Zhou Zhou was a little strange, and stretched out his hand to get the manuscript back.

"Let me introduce myself, my surname is Zhou, my name is Zhou, my name is Jichuan, and I am the editor of Guanhai Society. I wonder if Miss has time to talk to me at Rong Kee Tea House? Zhou Zhou felt that he had found a piece of jade, but he couldn't give it to the Crescent Society.

"Of course, please lead the way." The editor of Guanhai Society? Isn't that a coincidence? Jiang Ling was going to go to Guanhai Club to contribute.

The editor Zhou Zhou, who had just lost the author, and the author Jiang Ling, who had just hit a wall in his submission, could be said to have gone both ways.

Rongji Tea House, Zhou Zhou ordered a pot of chrysanthemum tea with a fresh breeze and heat dissipation.

Seeing that Xiao Er took Zhou Zhou to the old position, Jiang Ling knew that Zhou Zhou was a frequent visitor to Rongji. Rong Ji's regular customers should not be liars, but Jiang Ling still has to ask: "I don't know if Mr. has a certificate?" ”

"Yes." Zhou Zhou thought for a while and took out a fountain pen, "This is a Western gadget bought by the owner, and the word Guanhai is engraved on it, and the owner will bring back a total of three, thinking that it should be enough to prove my identity to Miss." ”

Jiang Ling took it and took a look, and sure enough, it was a fountain pen, still brand new, and there were no traces of use.

"As offensive as it is, I still need to confirm with Mademoiselle that you wrote this novel independently. Is there a follow-up? By the way, what's your last name? When Zhou Zhou asked about the follow-up, his eyes were full of anticipation, and he couldn't wait to see the next time.

"Of course, it's hard to imitate my handwriting. There is no follow-up, I only wrote this once, but the whole novel already has a clear idea in my mind. My surname is Jiang, my name is Ling, and my name is Qianli" Jiang Ling also made a joke about his rigid and stiff handwriting.

After hearing that there was no follow-up, the light of expectation in Zhou Zhou's eyes went out, but when he heard that the whole novel had a clear idea, he felt that he could do it again.

"I want to sign a contract with Miss Jiang, I know that Miss Jiang may want to sign a contract with the more famous Crescent Society, but Miss Jiang doesn't know that the number of female authors in the Crescent Society is scarce, and it has always been unfriendly to female authors." Zhou Zhou can be said to be openly smearing the Crescent Society, Jiang Ling is running for the name of the Crescent Society, and he also wants to intercept the author of the Crescent Society. Of course, it may not be a smear. Telling the truth is not a smear.

"I see." Jiang Ling felt that Zhou Zhou might have misunderstood something, but it was not good for her to expose herself to the rejection of the Crescent Society, right?

"Our Guanhai Society is different from the Crescent Society, the number of female authors is not small, and our supplement, Haixi Magazine, has the largest number of female readers in Yinxian County." Zhou Zhou proudly said that he really loves literature, likes novels, and deeply loves the Guanhai Society for which he has worked for more than ten years.

"I can sign a contract with you, but I want to publish the novel in the Sea Tide Journal, I wonder what you think?" Jiang Ling's target is Haichao Magazine, after all, the sales gap between the main magazine and the supplement is a bit large.

"No problem." Zhou Zhou agreed without hesitation. He could judge that Jiang Ling's works were novel and interesting, and they would definitely be popular, but it was just the difference between a big fire and a small fire.

"Other details can be discussed, I wonder how much you think my novel is worth?" Jiang Ling still has to strive for the maximum benefit of his novel. You can't live without money.

"A thousand words." Zhou Zhou blurted out.

Jiang Ling was also shocked by Zhou Zhou's sincerity. That's pretty much the highest price a newcomer can get. She felt that Zhou Zhou was a person with vision, and she decided that as long as there were no differences in other details, she would take him to fly. As a future writer, Bole may be able to leave a name in history, Zhou Zhou, you earned it!