Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Shunyi Publishing House is the earliest publishing house established.

He has published many famous works, and won the title of one of the national excellent publishing houses.

Coincidentally, Shunyi Publishing House is located in Haishi.

When Yan Wanqing stepped into the publishing house, everyone was busy at their posts, only the sound of pages turning and discussions about printing work could be heard.

Yan Wanqing was completely ignored like an invisible person.

Jiang Yanhui was impatient, grabbed the man who passed by him, worried about Yan Wanqing's presence, he spoke more politely.

"May I ask who is in charge here?"

The man adjusted his glasses, and looked up and down at Jiang Yanhui, who was in a hurry, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm looking for someone in charge here."

"I am."

The man Jiang Yanhui caught was the editor-in-chief of Shunyi Publishing House.

Su Liang frowned and looked at Yan Wanqing and Jiang Yanhui, because of Jiang Yanhui's rudeness, his expression was not very good, "What's the matter with you two?"

Yan Wanqing apologized for Jiang Yanhui, "I'm sorry for being so abrupt."

Su Liang straightened his collar, "What are you going to do?"

"I have a novel here. I don't know if the publishing house will accept it."

Su Liang looked at Yan Wanqing carefully, and then said: "Come to my office."

Su Liang brought the two people into the office and poured them two glasses of water, "What is the subject of the novel you brought?"

Yan Wanqing took out the notebook from her bag and handed it over, "Modern Romance."

Su Liang glanced at it, but didn't open it, "You came here to submit your manuscript, haven't you checked that Shunyi mainly publishes prose poetry, as well as famous works at home and abroad?"

"Investigated."

Yan Wanqing said: "I know the type of Shunyi's main collection, and I also know that Shunyi is one of the well-known publishing houses in the country. I think a good publishing house should not be limited to prose or poetry, but a hundred flowers should bloom, so I brought my works here. try."

In the future, under the competition of many publishing houses, Shunyi Publishing House has long since lost its current principles and will not reject anyone who comes.

As long as it is not anti-social themes are accepted.

Seeing Yan Wanqing's appearance, Su Liang became more interested in the works she brought.

Su Liang picked up the notebook in front of him.

He was first attracted by Yan Wanqing's delicate and beautiful handwriting.

"Is this written by you yourself, or someone else's notebook?"

"I wrote it myself."

Su Liang looked at Yan Wanqing in shock, "How old are you this year?"

Yan Wanqing knew why he was shocked, "Handwriting has nothing to do with age."

"What does that have to do with it?"

"experience."

Su Liang smiled, the little girl in front of him was very interesting, and he became more interested in her works.

What Yan Wanqing wrote was not purely romantic stories.

To be precise, she wrote the story of a little girl carrying a secret and going to the city to find her relatives.

She wrote only three chapters.

Experienced editors can judge a person's writing style and her foreshadowing of the story by reading only three chapters.

These three chapters of Yan Wanqing use simple words to explain the background of the protagonist, and at the same time set up huge suspense, and the small climax arouses people's interest in reading.

Su Liang put down the notebook, "How many words have you written in this novel?"

"I wrote three chapters."

In fact, Yan Wanqing wrote nearly [-] words, but she only showed Su Liang three chapters.

"The following is the outline of the novel."

Su Liang flipped back, and after seeing the outline, his love for this novel deepened.

Seeing Su Liang's expression, Yan Wanqing knew that she had a 90.00% chance of winning Shunyi.

really.

"I like your novel very much, and I am willing to publish it for you, but I don't know what price you want."

Yan Wanqing didn't understand the current publishing house's price.

But according to what she learned about the inside story of the industry, Yan Wanqing pursed her lips, "I will only give you the copyright to publish this novel, and the price will be divided into [-]-[-]."

IP is prevalent in later generations, and many authors broke up with their employers because of copyright issues.

Although Yan Wanqing never thought that her novels could be sold as film and television copyrights, what if someday the hell happens?

Su Liang took a deep look at Yan Wanqing.

The little girl in front of her is not easy!

Su Liang raised his glasses, "I'm only in charge of reviewing manuscripts, and I'm not qualified to set prices. You leave the outline and opening chapter of this novel, and I'll show it to my boss. If he agrees, we can sign the contract."

"it is good."

"Leave your contact information."

Yan Wanqing attaches great importance to personal privacy, especially when there is Jiang Yanhui who is watching covetously by her side.

"I just arrived in Haishi, and I don't have a stable residence yet." Yan Wanqing said, "I will come to the publishing house to look for you in three days. Can you tell me the result?"

"no problem."

After leaving the publishing house, Jiang Yanhui became even more infatuated with Yan Wanqing's eyes.

Not only beautiful and gentle, but also very talented and connotative.

In this day and age, everyone likes talented and cultured people.

"Little sister, you are really talented."

Yan Wanqing smiled, "It's not a talent, it's just a daydream."

"I also like to daydream, but I can't write novels."

Let alone writing, when Jiang Yanhui was in school, his Chinese scores were all zero.

"Everyone has his own aspirations, maybe your aspirations are not in novels, but in other fields."

Yan Wanqing's soft voice greatly satisfied Jiang Yanhui's self-confidence.

She speaks really nicely, unlike Yan Xuehui who keeps her mouth shut and spends money to buy things without any connotation.

"After talking for so long, I still don't know what your name is." Jiang Yanhui stretched out his hand, "I'm Jiang Yanhui."

"Meeting by chance, I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again in the future, so I don't need to leave my name."

"But thank you for your help today."

After finishing speaking, Yan Wanqing turned and left.

Jiang Yanhui stared fixedly at Yan Wanqing's slender figure, and tried to catch up several times but didn't have the courage.

……

next day
Yan Wanqing reported to No.[-] Middle School.

Jiang Mo, who hadn't shown up for many days, appeared in front of Yan Wanqing's door with breakfast.

"did you have breakfast?"

Yan Wanqing's eyes were a little sour when she saw someone she hadn't seen for a long time. She lowered her head and saw Jiang Mo's hands. He was still carrying luggage in the other hand, and his whole body was dusty.

She asked dumbly, "You just came back?"

Jiang Mo went out to find a factory, and he came back on the day Yan Wanqing started school.

"Well, did Auntie make you breakfast?"

Yan Wanqing shook her head, "I didn't ask Auntie to do it."

She had to report to school early today, and it was too much trouble for her aunt to cook.

"I bought breakfast for three people, eat breakfast quickly, and I'll take you to report after eating."

Yan Wanqing saw Jiang Mo's exhaustion, "Actually, there is no need, I can go by myself, you can go home and rest!"

"I'm fine. I still have some time. Go in and have breakfast."

Jiang Mo pushed Yan Wanqing into the room, left the aunt's breakfast and put it on the table, "I'm afraid you won't be able to go to school in time, so I bought some ready-made fried dough sticks and sesame balls, and see what you want to eat."