Seeing this, Wen Guoqiang asked with concern: "Yaoyao, is there something wrong with you?" Wen Yao shook her head quickly, "No, Dad, what can happen to me?" As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang.
Wen Yao couldn't wait to pick up the phone, "Hello, Jing Qian!"
Her tone was full of anticipation and joy.
However, the next second, a familiar and slightly dissatisfied voice came from the phone.
"Jingqian, what Jingqian? You only have Huo Jingqian in your heart right now!"
It turned out that the person who called was not Huo Jingqian, but Wen Yao's brother, Wen Yuchen.
At this moment, he was very unhappy that his sister showed such enthusiasm for others.
"Brother, what are you talking about!" Wen Yao said a little embarrassedly.
"What? Am I wrong? I just came back from a mission and I learned that my most beloved sister is married?" Wen Yuchen retorted, "What's wrong with you? Have you changed your ways?"
"Hmph, brother, how dare you talk about your own sister like that? What do you mean by mend your ways? I'm just returning to the right path!" Wen Yao said while making a face into the phone.
"Okay, you have come to your senses and turned back! You are serious about Huo Jingqian. You think of him every time you answer a phone call."
"Hey, brother, why are you still jealous? You are not jealous that Huo Jingqian got married before you, are you?"
"I'm jealous of him? What should I be jealous of..." Wen Yuchen said unhappily.
"Okay, okay, brother, what do you want to talk to me about?" Wen Yao didn't want to argue with her brother anymore and quickly changed the subject.
"Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong? You're such an ungrateful little bastard." Wen Yuchen said unhappily.
"Hehe, brother, I know you are the best! You must have called me because you missed me, right?" Wen Yao started to act coquettishly.
She never thought that she would suddenly have a brother in her life, and she didn't feel any awkwardness when getting along with him.
Instead, there is more of a sense of intimacy, as if they were siblings in their previous life.
"Okay, okay, stop with this. How have you been lately? Is your work going well?" Wen Yuchen asked caringly.
"Well, it's okay, but Pang Dahai's period has come earlier these two days, so he always scolds me," Wen Yao said feeling aggrieved.
"Who is Pangdahai? What is the menopause period?" Wen Yuchen was confused.
"Pang Dahai is our editor-in-chief. It's a nickname I gave him. Initially, it refers to his mental state at this age. On the contrary, it means he has a bad temper and is easily angered," Wen Yao explained.
"Does he always scold you? No, I'll go back and talk to your leader." Wen Yuchen said with a somewhat painful tone.
"Actually, it's not that. I just came to overtime late these two days. It's okay, brother. You can go away. How can I let others bully me?" Wen Yao said with a smile.
"Well, that's fine. Well, I called Jing Qian. This guy got so angry when I said a few words to him that he just stared at me."
Wen Yuchen said with a displeased smile, then handed the phone to Huo Jingqian.
"Hey, Yaoyao!"
Huo Jingqian's gentle and magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone.
Wen Yao blushed and responded softly.
"Where am I?"
"Yu Chen must rush to the front of me to talk to you..."
"Hey, it's time to call me brother!" Wen Yuchen reminded from the other end.
Wen Yao raised the corners of his mouth as he listened to Huo Jingqian's voice, and occasionally heard a few teasing words from Wen Yuchen.
"Yaoyao, why don't you speak?" Huo Jingqian asked.
"I heard you," Wen Yao replied softly.
"I'm going on an emergency mission tomorrow morning and will be away for about half a month. When I come back, I'll pick you up, okay?" Huo Jingqian asked.
"Yeah, okay!" Wen Yao nodded in agreement.
"Yaoyao, you should go to bed early tonight. You have to get up early for work tomorrow, otherwise you won't have time for breakfast," Chen Lan reminded.
Huo Jingqian on the other end of the phone certainly heard what Chen Lan said.
He reminded Wen Yao to go to bed early and get up early, and to eat on time, and he kept nagging like an old mother.
Wen Yao couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed after hearing this. Well, she now had a new father.
After chatting for another two minutes, the person on the other end of the phone hung up reluctantly.
Next day
Wen Yao was woken up from her sleep by Chen Lan at seven o'clock.
It was another day when she was forced to go to work. Every time at this time, she would think of the money from her previous life that had not been spent yet. Her rotten life ended just as it began, and she could not help but sigh to the sky.
"Oh my god, what a mistake!"
After breakfast, Wen Yao rode his bike to the newspaper office.
Started a day's work.
For three consecutive days, Wen Yao published the novel topics he had written in advance in the daily short stories column of the newspaper.
The circulation of Longcheng Evening News has increased visibly.
Pang Dahai was very happy and called Wen Yao to the office.
"Hey, Wen Yao, my attitude before was not very good. You know, as the editor-in-chief, I have a lot of pressure on me, so sometimes I can't control my temper. You won't take it too seriously, right?"
Pang Dahai said with a flattering smile at this time.
Wen Yao felt goosebumps all over her body when she saw this. She couldn't help rubbing her arms and smiled teasingly, "Editor-in-Chief, if you have anything to say, just say it."
"Okay, I just like your straightforward personality and quick words, haha."
"Oh, Wen Yao, the story you wrote is very exciting and fascinating. I can't wait to read the next chapter."
"Of course. No matter who wrote it, people in our time ate so well. They only had fine bran. But nowadays, we don't even have coarse grains to eat!" Wen Yao said with secret joy in his heart.
"Editor-in-chief, how is the manuscript fee calculated?" Wen Yao took the opportunity to raise the issue of manuscript fees. She didn't want the newspaper to get it for free.
"That's natural, let it go, this will definitely not hurt you," Pang Dahai said with a smile.
Then he took out a document from the drawer and placed it in front of Wen Yao.
"Well, Wen Yao, please take a look at this document first, and we'll discuss the royalties in detail."
Wen Yao picked up the document and read it with some confusion. After a quick glance, she knew that this document was similar to a contract signed in later generations.
Wen Yao carefully read the terms of the document and found that some of its conditions were not in her favor.
She raised her head and looked at Pangdahai with doubt in her eyes.
"Editor-in-chief, there are some parts of this contract that I don't quite understand, for example, the ownership of copyright and the profit sharing ratio. Can you explain it a little more?" Wen Yao asked.
Pang Dahai smiled and tried to comfort her: "Don't worry, Wen Yao, we are all family. These terms are industry practices. We can discuss them again. As long as you continue to write wonderful stories for us, you will definitely not be disappointed in the royalties."
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