After wearing the chronological control group

Liang Hua took a deep breath, and tried his best to calm down, "Is it the article or..."

"It's a comic!" Before Liang Hua finished speaking, Ding Feng had already laughed, "The comic "Ling Xiu and His Friends" that just started serialization in the last issue is about the alien boy."

As the editor-in-chief, every manuscript in the magazine needs to be reviewed in person, so when Ding Feng said it, Liang Hua remembered which one it was.

Speaking of which, this manga was almost killed in the first place.

It's not that the comics are bad, but that the content and themes are too novel. Everyone is worried that they will be complained if they choose rashly, which will directly affect the publication of the magazine.

In the end, she thought it over and over again, decided to take a gamble, and went against all opinions.

Unexpectedly, he won the bet.

Fortunately, the bet won.

After Liang Hua took two steps in place, he hurried out of the office door, no, she had to go to the distribution department to see it herself.

Ding Feng was taken aback by her sudden movement, and hurriedly followed, "Editor-in-chief?"

Liang Hua didn't answer, but walked to the big office directly, and by coincidence, when she arrived, she happened to hear an employee from the distribution department answering the call from Jingcheng's general distributor, "Jingcheng also needs to add more goods." Yeah?"

"Okay, may I ask..."

Liang Hua walked over and knocked on the other party's table.

The staff turned their heads in surprise and saw that the editor-in-chief was subconsciously about to get up, but Liang Hua held her shoulders, and then Liang Hua pointed to the phone in her hand. Handed over.

"Editor-in-chief?"

"Hush!" Liang Hua signaled her to be silent, and then said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Hi, I'm Liang Hua."

Hearing this, he was startled. Although he didn't know why the change was made, he heard that it was Liang Hua, the editor-in-chief, and immediately said respectfully, "Hello, editor-in-chief Liang."

"Hello." Liang Hua didn't talk nonsense, and cut straight to the point, "How much do you want to add?"

The opposite party immediately smiled and said, "According to the statistics here, there will be about [-] volumes to be replenished."

Liang Hua's fingers holding the microphone tightened suddenly.

Jingcheng is a small fourth- and fifth-tier city with a relatively small population. Usually, the sales volume of the first phase is about five to six thousand.Of course, this data also includes several counties below.

But now the other party has to make up [-] copies in one mouthful, which is more than the sales volume of the previous issue.

Even though Liang Hua had been the editor-in-chief for more than ten years, his heart beat violently at this moment.

A fourth- and fifth-tier city will add [-], but what about larger cities?Is it more?

Liang Hua didn't dare to think about it.

But no matter how excited her work experience was, her face remained calm, so her voice didn't change, and she said, "Why do you suddenly have to add so much? Can it be sold?"

"It must be possible," said the person opposite excitedly, "You don't know that many newsstands are out of stock now, and they are all urging me to replenish the stock. Editor Liang, when will this stock be available? Otherwise, I'm afraid In two days, the whole city will be out of stock."

Liang Hua put on a smile on his face, and said, "We have asked the printing factory to expedite the printing, and we will replenish the goods for you as quickly as possible. I will let my colleagues communicate with you about the specific matters, okay?"

After speaking, Liang Feng handed the phone back to the former employee of the publishing department.

Ten minutes later, the final replenishment amount was collected by Liang Feng, a total of 11 volumes.

She pondered for a while, and said, "Xiao Ding, you should immediately contact the printing factory and ask them to start working overnight and print 15 more copies."

Ding Feng was taken aback, "Is 15 too much?"

Although there is a reserve every time, but the reserve of [-] volumes is really too much.

"No." Liang Feng had an intuition that the quantity of replenishment would only increase but not decrease, "It will cost 15."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away." After speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Liang Feng, "Wait, forget it, I'll call their factory manager myself." Otherwise, she was afraid that Ding Feng's words would not be taken seriously.

Now that the magazine has finally improved, there must be no problems.

After that, it was exactly as she expected. If she hadn't called in person and said that the official notice would be sent within an hour, the director of the printing factory would have ignored her at all.

It's not that the director of the printing factory doesn't want to make money, but suddenly printing 15 copies sounds like a child's play, why don't you question it?

So Liang Hua didn't choke with the other party.

After notifying and arranging the work, Liang Feng said to Ding Feng while packing his things: "You work hard, stay here and watch, I will go over to the printing factory in person."

Ding Feng had no objection, "Okay. Then editor-in-chief, please pay attention to safety on the road."

Liang Feng said 'hmm', and when she was about to leave with her bag, she suddenly remembered something, and immediately said: "You should contact the author of "Ling Xiu and His Friends" as soon as possible, and you must persuade him to stay in our magazine. It’s better to sign it in black and white.”

"Also, have a better attitude. If he has any request, as long as it's not too much, he can agree to it."

Ding Feng followed Liang Feng for a long time, and immediately understood the other party's meaning, "Don't worry, the editor-in-chief, I know what to do." Anyway, he must keep people no matter what.

Early the next morning, not long after Ye Weixie arrived at the exhibition hall, the BB player in his pocket rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

Worried that the buyer who received the leaflet yesterday was looking for him, Ye Weixie and Yu Qing talked to a few people and went out to find a place to call back.

For convenience, Ye Weixie looked for a phone booth.

The phone was connected, and the person who answered the phone was a woman who sounded like she was in her twenties.

Ye Weixie reported his family name, "Hi, I'm Ye Weixie, may I ask if you were looking for me just now?"

"Hello, Teacher Ye." Ding Feng smiled immediately when he heard that it was Ye Weixie.

However, she has been an editor for a long time and knows that many authors don't like being called by their real names, so to be on the safe side, she called Ye Weixie's pen name, Ye Zi.

Then she introduced herself, "I'm Ding Feng, the editor of SNS Magazine, and I'm the editor in charge of your comic "Ling Xiu and His Friends"."

Responsible editor Ding Feng?Ye Weixie raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but Xindao Magazine responded very quickly. They just sold out of stock yesterday, so they called early this morning.

And looking at the time, he raised his hand and glanced at his watch. The other party should have called him as soon as he got to work.

"I know." Ye Weixie said, "Hello, Editor Ding, what can I do for you? Is there something wrong with the comics?"

"No, the manga is very good, there is no problem, you don't have to worry." Ding Feng said.

Ye Weixie: "That's good. Then you are looking for me?"

"Oh," Ding Feng didn't get straight to the point, but asked with a smile, "I just want to ask if you have received the samples of the past two issues of the magazine. "

Ye Weixie: "I have received it, thank you."

"You're welcome, we should do it."

"By the way," Ding Feng said after exchanging pleasantries, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Because we suddenly have a vacant page, so Ling Xiu will start serializing two episodes a month to three episodes from next month. The pattern is the first episode of the first month and two episodes in the middle of the month."

It was early in the morning, and everyone made temporary adjustments after the meeting, not only to attract more people, but also to maintain the existing readers.

Otherwise, if there is only one chapter in each issue, it will be too few, and readers will easily abandon the article.

"In that case, the original 12 episodes could be serialized for half a year, but now it can only be serialized for three months." Ding Feng continued: "So I want to ask Mr. Ye Zi if you have any new works now, so we can make arrangements in advance. "

Ye Weixie thought to himself, finally getting to the point.

"Yes." he said.

Ding Feng was overjoyed, but his tone didn't show it, he still said in a gentle voice: "What subject is it about?"

Ye Weixie didn't hide it, anyway, cooperating with anyone is cooperation.

"It's not really a new work," he said, "because the main character is still Ling Xiu, but before it was the Earth background, now it's the interstellar background, which is what happened after Ling Xiu's travels on Earth came to an end and he returned to his hometown. , probably also...about twelve chapters."

"Then how much have you drawn now?" Ding Feng asked.

"half."

Ding Feng became anxious immediately, "Why didn't you send it to us before then?"

Ye Weixie didn't respond.

Ding Feng also realized that what he said just now was too natural, and immediately changed his words: "Sorry, Teacher Ye. I didn't mean to blame you, but your work is so beautiful, I can't wait to read it, so the tone is a little bit urgent."

"It's okay." Ye Weixie said.

"I didn't send it because this is my first submission, so I want to see how the effect is before I talk about it." He pretended not to know about the out-of-stock issue, and asked, "How about the reader's feedback?"

"The effect is very good." Ding Feng said.

"Really?"

"real."

Ding Feng was afraid that he would not believe it, so he hurriedly said: "We are already sorting out the letters written by readers, and after sorting them out, we will send them to you as soon as possible, and then you will know how much they like your works .”

Letters from readers?Ye Weixie's eyes lit up, he was really looking forward to it.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Ding Feng said.

"Then I have nothing to do, so I'll hang up first." Ye Weixie said, "I still have things to do here."

"Ms. Ye Zi, please wait a moment." Seeing this, Ding Feng hurriedly called out.

Ye Weixie: "Tell me."

"That's right," Ding Feng said after considering his tone, "We sincerely invite you to join our magazine as a contracted author."

"Signed author?" Ye Weixie raised his eyebrows, did he finally get to the point?

It's not easy.

Ding Feng: "Yes, after becoming a signed author, you will enjoy more rights. For example, if two works are indistinguishable, the signed author has the right to be adopted first. In addition..."

"Of course, the manuscript fee will be higher than that of ordinary authors."

Ye Weixie lacked interest, "Oh, not interested."

Ding Feng: "..."

"Is there any clause that Mr. Yezi is dissatisfied with? If you have any comments, you can put them forward, and we can discuss them."

"Sorry." Ye Weixie said, "I won't sign a contract, but I can guarantee that if I have new works before next June, oh no, July, I will send them to you first."

After speaking, Ye Weixie carefully let out a breath, almost forgetting that it is the college entrance examination in July.

Ding Feng was still fighting, "Mr. Ye Zi, do you want to stop thinking about it? Our conditions are still very generous. If you are not satisfied with the manuscript fee, we can also apply to the leader."

Ye Weixie didn't intend to give the other party any illusions that could be discussed again, so he said directly, "Although it may be offensive to say so, I am not short of money. I draw comics purely because I like them, so you don't have to persuade me, I won't sign."

Ding Feng: "..."

Ah, here, what's the matter with wanting to punch someone?

Leaving aside those who have money, those who can directly say 'I am not short of money' are the number one.

However, if she remembers correctly, the address Ye Weixie sent the manuscript to for the first time was in the countryside. It's not that she looks down on the rural people, but that no matter how rich the village is, there won't be much money, right?

Later, it was changed to Jingcheng, and the delivery address was a clothing company. Could it be that someone in the family suddenly became rich?House demolition?

But what can be dismantled in a rural area?

But these words can't be asked, otherwise not only will it not work, but it will also arouse the other party's resentment.

After thinking about it for the last time, she could only say: "Then if you change your mind, you can contact us. Also..." Ding Feng thought about her words and said, "If any other publishing house contacts you, can you contact us?" Can't you tell us too?"

Afraid that Ye Weixie would think too much, she added: "Of course, we have no other intentions. We just want to say that we can fight for it again, which is also a fair competition."

Ye Weixie knew that it was impossible for him to sign a contract with the magazine, so he agreed without any hesitation, "Okay."

Ding Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Teacher Ye Zi."

"You're welcome."

"The new work?" Ding Feng asked tentatively.

Ye Weixie: "I'm not in Jingcheng right now, I'll send it to you when I go back."

"That's a big thank you."

"polite."

tuk tuk-

Liang Hua was reading the manuscript, and didn't stop when he heard the knock on the door, "Come in."

"Editor-in-Chief." Ding Feng closed the door and walked towards Liang Hua's desk and said, "I just finished contacting the author of "Ling Xiu", Ye Zi."

Liang Hua nodded when he heard the words, "Then you should send him the contract as soon as possible, and try to get this matter done within two days. Also, you can contact the printing factory to inquire about the progress, and then follow what we discussed before. The goods will be distributed in batches, don't wait."

Ding Feng pursed his lower lip and said, "He didn't agree."

Liang Hua stopped holding the pen, looked up at Ding Feng, "What did you say?"

Ding Feng repeated, "Ms. Ye Zi didn't agree."

Liang Hua frowned in confusion, "Why? Is he dissatisfied with conditions? What is he dissatisfied with? Let's hear it."

"No." Ding Feng said, "He said he...is not short of money." I don't know why, and it's not that she is not short of money, but when Ding Feng said this, he got stuck for no reason.

Liang Hua's expression was blank for a moment, "Is there no shortage of money?"

"Yes."

Liang Hua: "..."

She didn't know whether to say a bad word or not.

She put down the pen, crossed her hands, took a deep breath and said, "I remember his family is in the countryside."

"Yes." Ding Feng is now like an emotionless robot.

In fact, she also wants to tell people domineeringly that I am not short of money.

"However, he also said that he will not sign a contract with us, nor will he sign contracts with other magazines, and he also promised that if there are new works before July next year, they will be sent to us first."

Hearing this, Liang Hua finally felt a little better after being hit by 'not bad money'.

However, "he should still be a student now?"

Ding Feng nodded, "Yes. The materials submitted are students."

Probably guessing that Liang Hua wanted to go to the guardian's side, Ding Feng reminded again: "He is now an adult, so it is probably useless to find his parents."

"Whether it works or not, you have to try it." Liang Hua said.

Ding Feng: "Then shall I go there?"

Liang Hua just wanted to say yes, but after thinking about it, he said, "Let's do this first. I'll contact him later to see if it doesn't work. If it still doesn't work, you can go over there as soon as possible and talk to him face to face."

"it is good."

After talking about signing the contract, Ding Feng also talked about the new work.

Liang Hua nodded after hearing this, "Remember to show me the manuscript after you get it."

"it is good."

As soon as he returned to the entrance of the exhibition hall, Ye Weixie saw Yu Qinghe who had obviously been waiting for a while.

The child feels that he has grown a little taller, probably because all the nutrition has been supplied to the height, so the body looks thinner, standing tall and thin, very conspicuous.

And without the cover of the glasses and those blue eyes, the whole person looks much colder.

It seems that it is wrong to say cold and hard to a 16-year-old child, that is, the softness when first meeting is missing.

Hey, thinking of this, Ye Weixie unconsciously recalled the situation when they first met, at that time Xiao Qinghe was really obedient and soft, cute and lovable, and loved to act like a baby to him.

As long as those clean eyes looked at him eagerly, he would disarm and surrender instantly without pause.

It's only been a few months now, and it feels like a different person.

Ye Weixie couldn't help but start to think, is it because he always joked in front of the child that his brother will rely on him in the future, so the child grows up so anxiously?

Ye Weixie frowned, if this is the case, then he is really guilty.

No, he has to try it out later, if it is true, then there is still time to change it, don't be under pressure at a young age.

"How do you get out?" After approaching, he asked with a smile.

Yu Qinghe didn't miss Ye Weixie's frown just now, he observed calmly and asked, "Whose call? It's been so long."

Ye Weixie motioned him to go back together, and said: "The magazine called, asking me if I want to sign a contract with them."

Yu Qinghe nodded, and did not speak after that.

Ye Weixie waited for a long time before asking the question of the result, and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you curious about the result?"

"Curiosity." Yu Qinghe said.

Ye Weixie was even more surprised now, why don't you ask? "Then why didn't you ask?"

Yu Qinghe smiled and said, "Because you have already answered it just now."

Ye Weixie: "..."

Did he answer that too?Why doesn't he know it himself?

"explain."

Yu Qinghe said: "If you agree, the answer should be [the magazine called and discussed the terms of the contract with them]."

Of course, this is only one reason, and another reason is that Ye Weixie once said that he wanted to have his own comic magazine, so it was impossible for him to sign contracts with other magazines.

"Am I right?" he asked.

Ye Weixie stretched out his thumb, "Yes, very right."

Yu Qinghe laughed.

The cold and hard lines suddenly softened.

Ye Weixie's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and subconsciously raised his hand to rub the child's head, "My family Qinghe is really smart."

"However," he changed the topic, "please ask directly next time, otherwise you will meet someone who likes to show off and gossip, and you will make people go wrong when you chat like this."

I don't know how to chat with others, Yu Qing said in a heartfelt way.

But he took a look at Ye Weixie's expression. Could it be that his brother was talking about himself?

Then he knows, next time he will act a little silly.

"I'll change it next time." The child said obediently.

Ye Weixie made a 'tsk' sound, "You are too obedient, why do you agree to everything I say?"

"Because you are my brother." And my brother will never harm him.

Speaking of it, Yu Qinghe also felt strange, adding up his two lifetimes, he met all kinds of people, and it was not that they didn't treat him well during the period, but in the end only Ye Weixi walked into his safe distance.

And he was very sure that Ye Weixie would never hurt him.

"How is the business after I leave?" Ye Weixie asked while looking at the clothes on both booths.

Yu Qinghe: "There are very few people. Qi Hui and Chu Jun discussed it and decided to take turns to distribute leaflets on the road outside the exhibition."

Ye Weixie's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "I have an idea."

What is it called?The Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot high.Didn't the organizer not allow it to be posted at the door?Then they go to the road outside, so it must be right, right?

As a boss, you are lucky to have such motivated employees.

"Give them a bonus at the end of the month." Ye Weixie said boldly.

Yu Qinghe smiled when he heard the words, and said, "Their commissions are already enough this month, so they probably don't think much of your bonuses."

"That's true." Ye Weixie rubbed his chin and said, "Why don't we have something practical? How about we go for an autumn outing on a weekend?"

After all, he has been busy making a living and starting a business since he came, and he has never played.

Of course Yu Qinghe had no objection, "Yes."

"Then I'll talk to Zheng Hui later and let him arrange it."

"Ah."

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