Wen Dongrong still had a stern expression on his face, and Chen Ru rolled her eyes.
"That means it didn't pass the draft!"
“…”
That's what I meant, but there's no need to be so direct, right?!
Wen Dongrong, feeling distraught, was brought back to reality by his wife. Improving one's education was a good thing, and it would help one advance in one's career. But learning, on the other hand, often took a long time to show results. It could take two years, or even five years—no one could predict it.
If you want to speak confidently at home in the short term, you must have a full wallet.
Why can’t the manuscript be passed? Why can’t the manuscript be passed?
The more Wen Dongrong thought about it, the angrier he became. He gritted his teeth and went straight into the study. He first flipped through several magazines he had bought for research, and then looked through the rejection emails from several newspapers and magazines one by one.
There are not many editors as careful and responsible as Xiao Niu. Some editors will point out a few shortcomings in the rejection email, but most editors just use clichés and say that the manuscript does not meet the needs of the newspaper and then send the author away.
Wen Dongrong has been writing documents for so many years, and he can write all kinds of speeches at will. He was able to be transferred to Chengdu to work thanks to his writing skills. He couldn't understand the fact that he didn't accept the draft.
Is your writing not good?
Or maybe these newspaper editors don’t know how to appreciate…
Which is more important, face or benefits?
After struggling for a while, the desire to be the "head of the family" overwhelmed his face-saving nature. Wen Dongrong opened the rejection email and began to reply to the editor one by one, hoping that the editor would explain the problems in the manuscript to him in detail.
If Lao Wen is willing to speak well, he is still quite good at speaking. Although not every editor will pay attention to him, even if only one editor pays attention to him, he can climb up the ladder!
Wen Dongrong was not a fast typist and it took him a long time to finish writing an email. Fortunately, with this template, he could apply it to other emails with only slight modifications.
About half an hour after sending the message, an editor from a newspaper actually replied to Wen Dongrong.
Wen Dongrong was overjoyed and immediately grabbed it tightly.
The editor asked Wen Dongrong if they could contact him via QQ, as instant chat would be more convenient and he could tell Wen Dongrong about some problems with the manuscript.
Wen Dongrong was very cunning. He didn't use his usual QQ to add the other party, but instead knocked on Wen Ying's door.
Wen Ying opened her eyes a little, "What are you doing?"
“Help me apply for a QQ number!”
"Don't you already have a QQ number? Why are you applying for a new one?"
Wen Ying was suspicious.
Yes, Lao Wen did sleep on the living room balcony for a while, but this is not a reason for Lao Wen to flirt online!
"If you have old clothes, you can't apply for new ones? Then if you have so many old clothes, will you buy new ones?"
"That's not the same thing... Never mind. I won't ask anymore. I'll help you apply."
Wen Ying did not continue to argue with Lao Wen. She suddenly remembered that Lao Wen was a computer expert who would not even delete records after searching on the Internet. Wen Ying helped him apply for the new QQ number. It was wishful thinking for Lao Wen to keep the secret!
Now it was Wen Dongrong's turn to hesitate.
Hei Xinmian suddenly became so easy to talk to, and he was a little worried.
But he couldn't care less about that. Wen Dongrong was eager to have an instant chat with the editor!
He wants the manuscript to be approved!
If he can pass the postgraduate entrance examination, there is no reason why he can’t pass the examination!
——The manuscript is all written in Chinese. It can’t be harder than learning English.
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