[Emma] Becoming Jane Fairfax

The fact that Mr. Jonas Mayer was a young lady shocked all the editors in the Letters Department, and even the editors in the Finance Department heard about it.

The editors learned from Jack Sr. that Mayer, whom they agreed to be scruffy and unshaven, was actually a bright, well-behaved pretty lady, and the editors couldn't accept this fact for a while.

"I thought the ladies who wrote the novels were ugly old women to scare away the birds that fly near the cherries."

"Old Jack, is she as beautiful as you say? You see, young women are beautiful. I don't believe that a woman who can write such a novel can be a gentle and lovely lady. She must be A woman with a beard and pants."

"Yes, I agree with what Oscar said, if she is really a well-behaved lady, then she must not be able to write foul language, but look at the beggar character in her fourth "The Great Ball", how can she write foul language? From the hand of a well-bred lady, I don't believe it."

The young editors were chattering and chattering. Old Jack looked at them speechlessly for a long time. He wanted to say a few words, but felt that it was unnecessary. Anyway, Mr. Mayer later, oh no, Miss Mayer will come to the editing room , they will naturally understand.

At this time, Wei Lai was frightened by Steve Alvin's undisguised gaze, and Alvin shook his head in disbelief: "You are Mr. Mayer? God, I can't believe I eyes, a young and beautiful lady! Miss Mayer, I like your work very much."

Judging from the gentleman's disdainful tone just now, he is quite good at changing his face. Wei Lai smiled slightly: "I also like Mr. Alvin's works." Regardless of appearance, he is really good at writing stories.

Alvin hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled coquettishly, but he still knew that this was a newspaper office. He endured and endured so that he didn't go any further towards the beautiful lady. Moreover, Lance was still standing in front of him.

"Steve, Mr. Green, the contract is ready, let's hurry up and talk about it first." Lance knew that Alvin's favorite was a girl who looked weak, and Jane caught his appetite.

Wei Lai understood what Lance meant as soon as he heard it, and pulled Lydia out, and the secretary took them to the lounge next door.

This lounge was set up by Lance alone. The room is not big, and the furnishings are similar to his office, except for a couch.Facing the sofa is a row of bookshelves. There are not many books on them, and they are all related to mathematics and machinery. Wei Lai just glanced at them. There is a painting tube next to the bookshelf, which contains a few rolled paintings.

"Those are the blueprints of the spinning machine and the blueprints of the factory." Lydia came in with tea, "These are his treasures, only he can touch them, I don't know what kind of treasures they are just a few pieces of drawing paper .Try the tea I made. This is my first time. Mr. Adams is too busy. He was going to make tea for us, but I don’t want to trouble him. Is my tea okay?"

Wei Lai was stunned for a moment before realizing that Adams was Lance's secretary. She took a sip. There was milk and sugar cubes in the black tea. It would be better if there was less sugar.

After drinking a cup of tea, someone knocked on the door. Wei Lai and Lydia thought it was Lance who asked the secretary to notify them, but they thought it would not be so fast. Wei Lai got up and opened the door, and it was Mr. Green who knocked.

The most memorable thing about Mr. Green is his curly mustache. He is very fat and has small eyes. When he smiles, the flesh on his face squeezes his eyes into slits. He looks very kind and speaks like The duck whose neck was stepped on entered the door and said a few words of praise to Wei Lai.

Wei Lai responded with a few words, waiting for him to get to the point.

"I don't know if Miss Mayer has any plans for the future. Is she really going to take the path of literature?" Mr. Green smiled kindly, like a respected elder worried about the future of the younger generation.

Wei Lai understood what he meant as soon as he thought about it: "I have already negotiated a contract with Mr. Amedeo. I haven't thought about the future for the time being. I just want to do the current job well. As for the literature that Mr. Green said, I think my work is not yet at the level of literature, but just writing stories."

Mr. Green laughed so hard that his whole body was shaking: "Miss Mayer is too modest, who doesn't know Jonas Mayer's name now? Even if Miss Mayer writes a few words casually, as long as she signs her name, she will There are readers. However, from my experience, Ms. Mayer should plan her future affairs as soon as possible. I have seen too many authors who have just become famous and then died. If there is a good agent, I think many authors will Be successful like Steve. I love Miss Mayer's novels and hope you get better."

Was he trying to sign her?Wei Lai thought for a while, but didn't reply him directly.

Mr. Green knew that she understood what she meant, and looked back to see Lance and Alvin standing outside the door. Lance had been staring at him, and Alvin raised his eyebrows at him triumphantly, as if praising him for a good job.

Mr. Green stood up and bowed politely: "Miss Mayer, I am in a talent-loving mentality, and I will give you some professional advice. However, you are still the author of the "Daily Morning News". I look forward to seeing your more exciting works." work."

Wei Lai knew that Mr. Green wanted to become an author under him. She hadn't thought about the future, but Mr. Green reminded her to think about it. The "Daily Morning Post" will change owners in half a year. Speaking of the author, the entire newspaper office will be in turmoil for a period of time. At that time, will she write for other companies, or submit to Mr. Green?More pressingly, when will she name her current profession?

Colonel and Mrs. Campbell must know, and Miss and Mrs. Bates, lest they should urge her again and again to get a governess.Although she only intends to tell four people, she doesn't know if these four people can understand. The attitude of Colonel Campbell and his wife is that she can't idle around and has to support herself. And fragile, maybe I can't accept it for a while, and I will faint from crying.

Wei Lai and Lydia returned to Lance's office and chatted a few words about the books in his lounge, and Lance handed over the contract to her.The contract was not many, only two pages. Wei Lai read it carefully line by line and signed it. Her agreement with the "Daily Morning News" was considered to be reached.

Lance wanted to take her to the editorial room of the literature department to show her face. Thinking of the expression on Old Jack's face when he saw her, Wei Lai and Lydia laughed again. They laughed all the way, and stood at the door of the editorial room of the literature department. Wei Lai was frightened by the shocking exclamation.

After the editors here saw her, all of them had the same expressions as Old Jack, their jaws were about to drop to the ground, and "This can't be true" was written all over their faces, but Old Jack was very calm.

Lance, who, like Alvin and Mr. Green, called her Miss Mayer, felt no need to let her real name be known.

Wei Lai's appearance was very brief, Lance sent her and Lydia downstairs, and when they were about to reach the exit, Lance suddenly said: "If you are looking for an agent, don't look for Green, I can recommend a better one. "

When Lance saw Green looking for her, he wanted to say something, but he was afraid that she would think he was meddling, so he made a few circles in his mind, and finally said it.

Wei Lai walked in front, and when he heard this, he looked up at him and smiled: "Okay, if I need anything, please ask Mr. Amedeo."

Her answering voice was very soft and soft. The corridor was narrow and dark, but her smile was very clear. Lance's breath was stagnant, he moved his eyes uncomfortably, and coughed into his mouth with fists: "Go downstairs." Well, the carriage should be here."

Lance sent Lydia and Wei Lai to the carriage, and watched the carriage go far before going upstairs.

When they were saying goodbye, the carriage in which Mrs. Amedeo and Miss Kingsley were riding had already stopped by the side of the road.

Mrs. Amedeo stared at the three of Lance with a gloomy face, and Miss Kingsley blushed with anger: "It's her again! Mrs. Amedeo, I really can't understand why there is such a thing in the Amedeo family. A low-born friend! I have found out that after her parents died, she has been living with that Colonel Campbell's family, because her grandmother's family is poor and unable to raise her. I dare say that Colonel Campbell did not raise her with all his heart , Campbell's biological daughter married to Ireland. Ireland! Unbelievable, think, if she had the chance to marry some gentleman in London, would she go to Ireland? Mrs Amedeo, I don't want Amedeo If anyone from my family associates with this Miss Fax again, she will lower her status!"

Since Lance had a quarrel with her and took Lydia to Donwell, entertaining Miss Kingsley has become Mrs. Amedeo's task. Lydia used to help her. The bad temper was not clearly recognized, but, after being alone with Miss Kingsley twice, she had to admit that Miss Kingsley was a nasty girl.

Moreover, what makes Mrs. Amedeo even more difficult to accept is that it is widely rumored that Lance is going to sell the newspaper in order to marry Miss Kingsley.Everyone knows that this is nonsense, but some people are willing to believe that when Mrs. Amedeo attends banquets or afternoon tea parties, she always receives sympathetic but mocking looks from the noble ladies.

"I heard that Colonel Campbell's son-in-law has a lot of status in Ireland. I don't think Miss Campbell will suffer if she goes to Ireland." Mrs. Amedeo stroked her cuff, "It suddenly occurred to me that Miss Kingsley's cousin also Married to a gentleman in Ireland?"

"How so!" Miss Kingsley was still not convinced, but her momentum softened significantly.

Mrs. Amedeo closed her eyes and did not continue speaking.

When she got home, Mrs. Amedeo didn't mention what happened in front of the newspaper office, she pretended she didn't see anything.Lydia made tea and brought it to her bedroom, but Mrs. Amedeo still didn't say a word, only praised her for making tea.

"Mom, there is something I want to tell you." Lydia sat next to her and looked at her expression carefully, "Isn't our family going to have a banquet this Saturday, and I invite Jane Fairfa Miss Kex, she's just going back to London."

Mrs. Amedeo froze while holding the teacup, and she quickly reacted and took a sip: "Miss Jane Fairfax? I don't remember exactly, but since she is your friend, of course she can come I welcome you to our family banquet."