Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"That's only four yuan for unknown writers. Generally speaking, those who are a little famous 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 you write a novel of one million words, wouldn't you be rich?" Zhao Xiyan was surprised.

"Stop it."

Jin Youwei shook his head and laughed, "Those who can write a novel of one million words are 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 shook his head.

No matter what era, the writer industry exists.

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

"That's right..."

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

"I'm all ears."

Jin Youwei sat upright.

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

Zhao Xiyan immediately closed his eyes and entered the supermarket, heading straight for the counter.

His father was a martial arts fan, and a loyal fan of Master Jin Yong, so Jin Yong's novels were always on the counter.

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

After throwing the book into the utility room, he walked out.

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

"Have you thought about it." Zhao Xiyan chuckled, "The Qiantang River is vast, day and night, bypassing the Niujia Village in Lin'an, flowing eastward into the sea..."

His memory is limited, but he can cheat.

The books in the utility room were flipped there, and he kept checking the books in the utility room, and then he just read them out intact.

Damn, if he had this cheating artifact back then, wouldn't it be easy for him to get into Tsinghua and Peking University?

Jin Youwei was shocked when he heard his story.

He really didn't come here to fish, but to find authors in Houhai.

This sounds ridiculous, but generally speaking, those who come here to fish are either retired cadres or some young people. No matter which type, he can show his signboard as the editor-in-chief of "Huaxia Youth Daily".

After throwing out the words, the other party is likely to be ecstatic.

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

It should be that everyone has fantasized about being a writer, and he is the editor-in-chief of a big 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 really talented.

The words are concise, the words are appropriate, and the story is even more exciting.

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

"What happened later?" Jin Youwei said anxiously.

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

"Eunuch?" Jin Youwei was slightly stunned.

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

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

He was really anxious.

Now the sales of their "Huaxia Youth Daily" are not very good, but if "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is published, it will probably cause a great sensation.

After all, this kind of "martial arts story" is very attractive, not to mention that this kid's "writing" is really good.

"Master is a master, he gets the top salary when he comes out." Zhao Xiyan sighed.

"What?" Jin Youwei was surprised.

"Nothing."

Zhao Xiyan shook his head and started to pack up.

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

"Go home for dinner."

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

Aliens?

Jin Youwei turned his head subconsciously, but found nothing.

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

"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 forgot to ask how to write the name "Zhao Xiyan" just now. It would take some effort to find him now.

Siheyuan.

As soon as Zhao Xiyan entered the door, he saw Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu, who were bruised and swollen, staring at him, while Qin Huairu was standing at the door with worried eyes.

"Beast, you dare to come back?" Yi Zhonghai scolded angrily.

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

"You have harmed both of us like this..."

Jia Dongxu saidHalfway through, Zhao Xiyan blocked him with his hand.

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

"No, but..."

"That's it?"

After Zhao Xiyan rolled his eyes, he said bitterly, "Everyone, please judge... I didn't beat the person, but you don't dare to go find the person who beat you, but come to me for trouble. Isn't this bullying in your own home?"

"You're right."

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

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

"Hey, 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 face to do it?"

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

This kid is quite generous.

"We are not afraid even if they make trouble in the workshop..." Jia Dongxu said angrily.

"Don't say anything, you first-level worker who has lost all his dignity." Zhao Xiyan said disdainfully, "The uncle is an eighth-level worker. If he doesn't call him 'Master Yi' in the workshop, he will be beaten in front of everyone in the workshop. Where do you think he will put his face in the future?"

Yi Zhonghai stopped Jia Dongxu who was about to argue, and frowned and said, "Now that you said it... it seems to make some sense."

"Does it make sense? This is the fact, okay." Zhao Xiyan sneered, "I haven't settled accounts with you for what you want to do to Qin Huairu, but you are blaming me first..."

"Cough cough cough..."

The people in the yard coughed all of a sudden.

They all knew that Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu were planning to target Qin Huairu, but they didn't expect Zhao Xiyan, a country bumpkin, to have such a shitty luck.

Qin Huairu, a woman who didn't know a single word, was actually favored by Director Qin of the Human Resources Department and was directly retained by the Human Resources Department as a clerk, and she was a fucking tenth-level worker.

The salary was 27.5 yuan, which was higher than that of Xu Damao and Sha Zhu.

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