Qin Fang laughed, "What are you thinking about all day long?"
Inner Voice: [Thinking about how to please you and avoid being locked up in the dark room!]
Lin Qiaoqiao raised her little face and asked, "Can you guess what I'm thinking?"
Qin Fang thought to himself, "Are you afraid of me?"
Lin Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then she put her hand down.
How did he know?
How could I not be afraid? The most ruthless villain in the whole book.
Qin Fang knew that he was acting too hastily. In fact, he had a guess in his heart that the woman in front of him should have the entire memory of Lin Qiaoqiao's previous life, that is, she also knew what happened in the small dark room.
Imagine if it were him, he would be scared too.
He secretly made a decision in his heart, that is, to tell Lin Qiaoqiao everything when he returns. Since they have decided to be together, he has to be honest.
To be honest, he is a man who lived to be 85 years old. He also has the memories of his previous life and will not hurt her.
Lin Qiaoqiao also reacted at this time, pinched his cheek and said, "Why should I be afraid of you? Why don't we have a fight someday to see who is better at fighting!"
"Okay!" Qin Fang put his arms around his waist.
The two people's posture is extremely intimate, and they can be said to be sticking to each other.
Qin Ling saw this scene when he came in, and quickly covered his eyes with his hands, "Brother, when are we leaving?"
Qin Fang then let go of his hand. It seemed that every time when things came to a critical moment, his younger brother would come running over and all the good things would always be interrupted.
Lin Qiaoqiao felt a little embarrassed and her face turned red. She didn't say anything to them and decisively took her bag and went out.
When I was shopping in the mall that day, I bought a small leather bag on purpose. It was not expensive and it was the kind that you can wear cross-body, which is very convenient to carry.
She has always thought that the degree to which a woman cares about her appearance is her attitude towards work.
Everything was ready, so they went downstairs, took a taxi, and soon arrived at the newspaper where she was going to sign the contract.
The 4-story building looked quite large. After entering, I registered first and then went upstairs. Only then did I know that the newspaper office was on the top floor.
When the other party replied, he left his name as Wang Le, who should be the editor in charge of novels at the newspaper.
They went to the 4th floor together and just saw a few people walking over.
Qin Fang stepped forward and shook hands with the leading man, "Hello, we are looking for Editor Wang Le!"
"It's me!" Wang Le retracted his hand. He only extended his hand when he saw the other party wanted to shake hands.
I looked around and saw these two people were with two children. I had no impression of them at all.
"I am the author Changyue." Lin Qiaoqiao spoke immediately.
"Chang Yue?" Wang Le muttered, and then he suddenly realized and beat the opponent again.
"You are different from what I imagined. You are so young!"
Lin Qiaoqiao looked at the editor in front of her. He was not very old, probably in his 30s. He looked like an intellectual and wore a pair of black-framed glasses.
Wang Le made an invitation gesture to the people next to him to let them go first, and then said to Lin Qiaoqiao,
"Don't talk here, come to my office."
Lin Qiaoqiao thought that the newspaper office was a very big place, but now that she looked at it, it was not that big, with only about 5 offices.
Wang Le’s office is the last one.
The moment he pushed the door open, he saw what was inside.
The place is not big with 5 desks. Normally there should be 5 people working here, but now there is no one.
After Wang Le entered, he quickly moved the chairs of his colleagues over and asked them to sit down.
"This place is shabby, don't laugh at me, the newspaper office is going to move soon, and we won't be working here anymore!"
Lin Qiaoqiao, "Anyway, it's not quite what I imagined. Let's get to the point. What do you think of my novel?"
Wang Le raised his hand to adjust the frame of his glasses. He really didn't expect that the author was such a young girl. He was the editor in charge of reviewing the manuscript.
"Well, I really like the novel you wrote, your style is very interesting.
The letter I wrote to you was because I wanted to meet you and discuss a long-term contract."
"What is a long-term contract?" Lin Qiaoqiao was a little curious.
Wang Le, “It means signing a five-year contract with you, and the copyright of all the novels you write must be authorized to the newspaper.
As long as you submit your manuscripts on time every month, in addition to the extra royalties, you will also receive a guaranteed monthly salary of 15 yuan."
"That sounds good. I want to know how much money you can get for the manuscript?" Lin Qiaoqiao cares about money the most. How can she be motivated without money?
Wang Le, "It depends on the quality of each of your novels. Currently, the highest price given by the newspaper is 10 yuan for 1,000 words, and it will increase every year.
As long as the quality of the manuscript is guaranteed, I promise you that I will definitely apply for you according to the highest standards! Of course, there are also regulations here, that is, you must submit 50,000 manuscripts every month. If there are unexpected circumstances, you can contact us in advance, give us a call or send us a telegram, and we will communicate again! "
Lin Qiaoqiao, "So is it possible for my current remuneration for this novel to increase?"
The other party didn't say anything, and she couldn't help but think in her mind.
If she signs a long-term contract, it means she will get 15 yuan a month, which is not too much, but not too little either. In the countryside, a strong laborer can only earn 3 yuan a month.
Wang Le, "It's like this, I've only read 30,000 words of the novel, so it's hard for me to make a judgment now. When you go back, send me the rest of the manuscript.
We will discuss the price then, and if possible, I will apply to the higher-ups.”
After hearing what he said, Lin Qiaoqiao took out the manuscript from her bag.
"I wrote down 30,000 words before, and this is 70,000 words, a total of 100,000 words. The outline can probably be written around 350,000 words. These are my preliminary ideas."
Wang Le immediately reached out to take it. The reason why he liked that beginning was because the hero’s life experience was a bit miserable.
Of course, the protagonist was also given a lot of halo, and he was left wanting more after reading from page 1 to the last.
During this time, he just poured them some tea and then continued to look down.
Until I read the last word, “This is really wonderful. I didn’t expect your writing is so good.
Now I can definitely tell you that your remuneration will be increased by another three yuan."
Lin Qiaoqiao felt that this price was acceptable. This was also because there were relatively few writers in this era. Some movements had just ended and some people were afraid to write.
So you can earn dividends for a few years, and after the college entrance examination begins, I believe many people will take this path.
“Does a long-term contract require a contract?”
Wang Le, "Yes, we are very formal here. We must comply with the regulations after signing the contract."
Lin Qiaoqiao, "Then let me see the contract, is this okay?"
Wang Le nodded, then rummaged through the drawer and found a contract, then handed it to her.
"You can take a look, it's basically like this."
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