After finalizing the cooperation with Zhou Qi, the couple went home and told Wang Sumei about it.

What can Wang Sumei say? She's just selling things and taking care of them.

"You two are in charge, you have to buy a yard with snacks, what is the yard in the new south courtyard of your two schools? I want to check it out. ”

Chen Yi: "Wait for Zhou Qi to give the letter, if people still sell it, let's take a look." ”

He remembered that there were seven rooms in that courtyard, and the open space in the courtyard was also seventy or eighty square meters, if he bought it, Song Yahui's residence would be solved directly, and the goods could be stacked directly in the courtyard, and he and Jiang Xinyu would also have separate rooms.

Jiang Xinyu couldn't sleep excitedly at night, and she could still clean up happily when the child stinked.

The next day, she took the books she had made to the art publishing house and waited for nearly two hours to see the editor-in-chief.

At the desk, the editor-in-chief roughly turned a few pages and stopped, "Chinese mixed with English readings?" You remove the English and start again, and wait until next year, when the company is more funded, and we will evaluate whether your book is publishable. ”

Jiang Xinyu: "...?" ”

Got it wrong?

"Editor-in-chief, there is no such book on the market that combines Chinese and English, and this book is just for giving..."

The editor-in-chief stretched out his hand and interrupted her, "It's because there is no that I let you remove it, you look at the books published by our publishing house, how can there be such a thing?" The size of the paper is in order, but the cost of color is not low, and you are not famous, and it is risky to put it on the market after publication, to be honest, not for the sake of you being a Huaqing college student, I will not take the time to meet you. ”

Jiang Xinyu looked at him with impatience between his eyebrows and eyes, and naturally felt unhappy in his heart. He glanced at her a few times just now, and she didn't feel respected, but the editor-in-chief was right, people came to see her in the name of a college student to give her face.

If her book had not been written in English, it would have lost its original purpose.

And according to the editor-in-chief, even if she removes the English, for various reasons, there is a high probability that this book will not have a chance to be published.

Seeing her obviously faded look, the editor-in-chief realized that her attitude just now was a little impatient, and said in a soothing tone: "Mr. Jiang, your idea is very good, and the color matching of each page looks very comfortable, but our publishing house can't take the risk of setting this precedent, you must know that everything that has not appeared on the market is risky." If you want to publish in English, you should be more formal, not in such a casual form of pictures and texts, Chinese and English combinations, and you should not come to our art publishing house. ”

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "Okay, I know, thank you for taking the time to come and see me." ”

The editor-in-chief nodded and said politely: "Your content is very innovative, the colors are eye-catching, and the painting style is lively, if you specialize in making comic books, I will give you a chance." ”

Out of the publishing house, Jiang Xinyu breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a bookstore on the street not far away, and when she came out, she had a few more newspapers from different publishers, with detailed addresses and zip codes printed on them.

She was hit by the editor-in-chief just now, but she didn't want to waste what she had worked so hard to make, she was going to make a few copies of black and white, and then draw a few more color ones, and write her name on each piece of paper, and vote for several different art publishing houses.

In the stone alley, Grandma Zhang was sitting at the door sewing the soles of her shoes, and when she came back, she hurriedly shouted: "Don't go back yet, the postman came to deliver the letter today, and I will help you receive your letter." ”

The letter was sent by Chen Xiuyun.

In the letter, her mother said that a few days after they left, she went to the city to take the exam, passed the assessment, and the city No. 1 middle school was also willing to accept Xiaochuan to go to school, and after the accommodation was arranged, she went to teach at the city No. 1 middle school.

After talking about his own affairs, Chen Xiuyun talked about Fan Tao in the letter.

Fan Tao was indeed burned to ashes, and Jiang Cuicui's family welcomed his ashes home for burial.

Everyone involved in that incident was brought to justice, Jiang Cuicui beat the public official, and the comrade was not held accountable.

“… After Fan Tao was buried, your aunt's family came to the house to thank you, and asked me to help them say thank you to you, she also said that the Comrade Jia Hong she beat was also involved in that incident, but he didn't have an accident. Although I don't know if I can believe what she said, Song Guifang's brother Song Zhikun also came to our house and said that Jia Hong had investigated your and Chen Yi's files, saying that he had a bad reputation, so let's be careful of him. On the afternoon of the day I came back from the city exam, Zhang Lanxiang next door said that a strange man in his thirties came to the village to inquire about you, and I suspect that it is that person, but fortunately, you can't come back twice a year, so there should be nothing wrong..."

Jiang Xinyu frowned after reading it.

I recalled Jia Hong's eyes that were malicious and aggressive, making people physically uncomfortable.

Dou Haiyang and his entourage have paid the due price, but Jia Hong is still fine.

Maybe Fan Tao's matter really has nothing to do with him, but those disgusting eyes and Song Zhikun's reminder made her seriously suspect that there was a life on this person, and he may have broken the law.

It's just a pity that she can't seem to do anything.

The family was busy, so she cooked the meal in advance and stuffed it in the pot and waited for them to come back.

Everyone was together, she told Fan Tao about it, Jia Hong's matter was unclear, and it was worrying to say it, so she hid it.

Wang Sumei sighed and said: "Fortunately, the truth is revealed, but it's a pity that Fan Tao suffered at a young age." ”

Song Yahui nibbled on the chicken cake, recalling Fan Tao's lack of strength in the school in the past, and then thinking that the others were gone, he felt a little melancholy.

Several people were eating in the courtyard, Jiang Xinyu kept accounts, and Chen Yi came in with Jiang Yan, who was looking for his mother.

"How are you doing today at the Art Publishing House?"

Jiang Xinyu was a little embarrassed to say, thinking that she was full of interest when she painted, and everyone who saw it said that it was good, and she herself was full of confidence, what was the result? It's a bit of a shame.

After she explained the situation, he pondered for a moment and said, "Do you want to try to invest in more publishers?" ”

He read the books, the content is positive, full of childlike fun, and he can learn English, which is actually quite good.

Jiang Xinyu: "That's what I plan. ”

The child grabbed her by the collar and couldn't do anything, so she simply handed him the letter her mother had sent.

"I didn't say anything about Jia Hong's situation, I met him once, this person is a bit evil, not like a good person, Song Zhikun said..."

Chen Yi read the letter and said: "If you can go back to your hometown in the future, don't go back." ”

Yao Xianmin's matter is a lesson, if he goes abroad and something happens to her hometown, isn't he beyond the reach of the whip?

She nodded, "I know." ”

(End of chapter)