Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"That's only four yuan for unknown writers. Generally speaking, writers with a little fame can get six to eight yuan. If they are famous writers, they can get ten to fifteen yuan per thousand words." Jin Youwei chuckled.

"Oh my god, if I write a novel of a million words, wouldn't I become rich?" Zhao Xiyan said in surprise.

"Stop it."

Jin Youwei shook his head and smiled, "Those who can write a million-word novel are all masters. Otherwise, if you write a hundred thousand words, the newspaper will not publish it for you, and you will not get any royalties."

"Well, that's right."

Zhao Xiyan couldn't help but shake his head.

The profession of writer exists in any era.

"Are you interested in writing novels?" Jin Youwei asked curiously.

"That's it..."

Zhao Xiyan was about to refuse, but suddenly a bad idea came to his mind, "Let me tell you a story, how much do you think it's worth..."

"All ears."

Jin Youwei sat upright.

"Wait a minute, I'll sort out my thoughts..."

Zhao Xiyan immediately closed his eyes, entered the supermarket, and went straight to the counter.

His father is a fan of martial arts novels and a loyal fan of Master Jin Yong. Jin Yong's novels are always placed on the counter.

After searching for a while, I found a copy of The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

He threw the book into the utility room and walked out.

"Have you thought about it?" Jin Youwei joked.

"I've thought about it." Zhao Xiyan chuckled, "The Qiantang River flows endlessly day and night around Niujia Village in Lin'an and flows eastward into the sea..."

His memory is limited, but he can cheat.

The books in the utility room were there. He kept checking the books in the utility room and then read them out loud as they were.

Damn, if he had this kind of cheating tool back then, wouldn’t it be easy for him to get into Peking University or Tsinghua University?

Jin Youwei couldn't help but feel terrified when listening to his story.

He was indeed not here to fish, but to find the author in Houhai.

This sounds ridiculous, but generally speaking, those who come to fish are either retired cadres or some young people. No matter which type, they will show off their identity as the editor-in-chief of the China Youth Daily.

If you throw out some more words, the other party will probably be ecstatic.

What Zhao Xiyan said is actually wrong. What does "young people in their twenties who have nothing to do will fantasize about being writers"?

I think everyone has fantasized about being a writer, and he is the editor-in-chief of a major newspaper, so he has to rush to write articles.

Of course, whether it can be published is another matter. At least there is one more contributor, right?

This time is different. I didn’t expect this kid to be so talented.

The language is concise, the words are appropriate, and the story is wonderful.

After Zhao Xiyan finished reading the first and second chapters of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, he immediately shut up.

"What happened next?" Jin Youwei asked anxiously.

"Later he became a eunuch." Zhao Xiyan chuckled.

"Eunuch?" Jin Youwei was slightly stunned.

"Eunuch, that is, there is nothing below." Zhao Xiyan joked, "Editor-in-Chief Jin, how much do you think this story is worth?"

"Eight per thousand words, no... I'll give you ten per thousand words." Jin Youwei said immediately, "You know you're not famous. If you make your name known, I'll give you fifteen per thousand words after you reach 100,000 words."

He was really anxious.

The sales of their "Hua Xia Youth Daily" are not very good now, but if they publish "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in it, it will probably cause a huge sensation.

After all, this kind of "martial arts story" is very attractive in itself, not to mention that this guy "wrote" it so well.

"A master is a master. He gets the top salary as soon as he comes out." Zhao Xiyan sighed.

"What?" Jin Youwei asked in surprise.

"nothing."

Zhao Xiyan shook his head and began to pack up.

"No, Xiao Zhao... No, where are you going, Mr. Zhao?" Jin Youwei said anxiously.

"Go home and eat."

After Zhao Xiyan finished speaking, he pointed behind him and said, "Fuck, aliens..."

alien?

Jin Youwei turned his head subconsciously, but found nothing.

But when he turned around again, he only saw Zhao Xiyan's back running frantically.

"Zhao Xiyan...don't run."

……

Zhao Xiyan ignored him and disappeared in a few seconds.

Jin Youwei was so angry that he stamped his feet. He had just forgotten to ask how to write "Zhao Xiyan"'s name. Now it would take some effort to find him.

Siheyuan.

As soon as Zhao Xiyan entered the house, he saw Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu, with bruised faces and noses, staring at him, while Qin Huairu was standing at the door with a worried look in her eyes.

"You beast, how dare you come back?" Yi Zhonghai shouted angrily.

"Uncle, what you said is very interesting. Why can't I come back?" Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"You've done this to both of us..."

Jia Dongxu was halfway through his words when Zhao Xiyan blocked his way with his hand.

"Brother, you have to speak with conscience. Did I beat you?"

"No, but..."

"Isn't that okay?"

Zhao Xiyan rolled his eyes and said bitterly, "Everyone, please judge for yourself... I didn't hit anyone, but you didn't dare to go after the person who hit you. Instead, you came to trouble me. Isn't this bullying in your own home?"

"That's right."

Sha Zhu agreed, but when he saw the murderous looks in Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu's eyes, he immediately lowered his head.

"If you hadn't closed the door, would we have been beaten like this?" Yi Zhonghai scolded.

"Well, this is something that needs to be discussed."

Zhao Xiyan took out a cigarette, handed one to Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong, and chuckled, "If I don't close the door and let those old women vent their anger... and make trouble in the workshop, do you think you have the nerve to do it?"

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui looked at the cigarettes in their hands, quite surprised.

This boy is quite generous.

"We are not afraid even if the trouble spreads to the workshop..." Jia Dongxu said angrily.

"You, a level 1 worker who has lost all his dignity, just stop talking." Zhao Xiyan said disdainfully, "He's a level 8 worker. He said he didn't call him 'Master Yi' in the workshop. If he gets beaten up in front of everyone in the workshop, where will he put his face in the future?"

Yi Zhonghai stopped Jia Dongxu who was about to argue with him and said with a frown, "Now that you put it that way...it seems to make some sense."

"Does this make sense? This is the truth, okay?" Zhao Xiyan sneered, "I haven't even settled accounts with you for what you wanted to do to Qin Huairu, but you're the first to blame me..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Everyone in the yard suddenly started coughing.

They all knew that Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu were targeting Qin Huairu, but they didn't expect that this country bumpkin Zhao Xiyan would have such bad luck.

Qin Huairu, a woman who couldn't read a single word, was unexpectedly favored by Director Qin of the Human Resources Department, who directly retained her in the Human Resources Department as a clerk, and she was at the tenth level.

The salary is twenty-seven thousand five hundred yuan, which is higher than Xu Damao and Sha Zhu.

You have to know that Xu Damao is still learning how to project movies, and Sha Zhu has just become an apprentice in the cafeteria, earning 18 yuan.