"Editor-in-Chief Zhao, this should be the manuscript they sent us. If we can publish it again, it will definitely bring us even higher sales records!"
After Jiang Yuesheng's last poem was published, their issue of the newspaper and magazine almost sold out. They had to reprint it three times, but it was still in short supply.
It was precisely because of Jiang Yuesheng's poem that Xinhua News Agency received high praise from its superiors for the first time, and even its sales broke records that had stood for many years!
Lately, letters from readers to his newspaper have been falling on his desk like snowflakes.
The vast number of envelopes contained letters addressed to Jiang Yuesheng.
Poetry lovers from all over the country enthusiastically support the work, and they can't possibly read all of them every day. Letters like these have already piled up like a small mountain on the table next to them.
Now that the other party has sent such a letter, Song Huaping is absolutely certain, without even thinking, that it is yet another poem submission!
I had just started my internship at Xinhua News Agency when I received another bonus.
Imagining the newspaper's sales and popularity, Song Huaping could almost picture his future life of raking in bonuses!
When Chief Editor Zhao heard Song Huaping's question, he first nodded, then shook his head, his face showing a look that Song Huaping couldn't quite figure out.
"Editor-in-Chief Zhao, what's wrong...?"
Could it be that what Mr. Jiang Yuesheng sent this time wasn't a manuscript, but something else entirely?
But apart from the submission letter, Song Huaping really couldn't think of anything else that could be written in this letter.
“I sent Mr. Jiang a letter before, wanting to visit him in person.”
The moment Editor Zhao uttered those words, Song Huaping was genuinely taken aback.
Editor-in-Chief Zhao actually wanted to personally visit them!
This was something Song Huaping never even imagined. After all, the newspaper had been established for so many years, and even though he wasn't an intern at the time, he had heard that Xinhua News Agency had very strict conditions for accepting manuscripts.
Editor-in-Chief Zhao is known for his high standards and strict review process.
Over the years, apart from Mr. Zhou Changgui, who caused the previous insult incident, I have never heard of Editor-in-Chief Zhao praising any poet!
"Did Mr. Jiang agree?"
Song Huaping asked impatiently.
Upon hearing this, Editor-in-Chief Zhao shook his head, his face full of anticipation: "I don't know either. Today's letter is a reply from Mr. Jiang. It's either a response to my previous invitation or a new manuscript that has been submitted."
"Of course, it would be even better if this letter contained both of those."
With anticipation in her eyes, Editor-in-Chief Zhao carefully cut open the envelope with scissors, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, her face full of excitement and expectation.
Song Huaping, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but hold his breath, his eyes following Zhao's every move.
It wasn't until the envelope was cut open with scissors and Editor-in-Chief Zhao opened the letter inside that the letter was finally released.
Looking at the contents, Editor-in-Chief Zhao's smile slowly froze, turning from initial excitement into disappointment.
Although Song Huaping, who was standing next to him, did not see the contents of the document, he could guess what it was based on the changes in the expression on Editor-in-Chief Zhao's face.
It seems it wasn't a submission. As for whether the other party accepted Editor-in-Chief Zhao's invitation, Song Huaping could already guess from the changes in Editor-in-Chief Zhao's expression.
Sure enough, Editor-in-Chief Zhao looked up, put the letter aside, shook his head regretfully, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Mr. Jiang did not submit any articles and also declined my visit, which is truly a pity!"
Although Song Huaping had already guessed it, when he actually heard Editor-in-Chief Zhao say it, he nodded regretfully as well.
"It is indeed a pity. This Mr. Jiang is really too mysterious. He actually refused your invitation, Editor-in-Chief Zhao. I really don't know who he is!"
However, on the other hand, apart from the initial shock when Editor-in-Chief Zhao first said it, Song Huaping was quite surprised.
At this moment, however, his heart was filled with deep respect for Jiang Yuesheng.
There are very few people in this world who can refuse Editor-in-Chief Zhao's visit!
Not only did the other party do this, but they also seemed to have great integrity and their own ideas.
He truly is a mysterious and admirable figure!
"Poets truly each have their own style, each with their own unique character!"
Editor-in-Chief Zhao sighed and then waved to Song Huaping.
"Alright, I was originally planning to have you in charge of publishing Mr. Jiang's poems this time, but since he didn't submit any, you should go back and take care of your own business. I'll call you if anything comes up."
Song Huaping nodded, leaving the office with a mixture of regret and admiration.
As soon as he came out, several colleagues curiously gathered around him, asking him a barrage of questions.
"Xiao Song, why did Editor-in-Chief Zhao call you here this time? Why do you have that expression on your face?"
"Could it be that Editor-in-Chief Zhao criticized you? But that shouldn't be the case. We haven't done anything wrong lately, the newspapers and magazines are selling like hotcakes, and Editor-in-Chief Zhao has been in a good mood lately!"
"What exactly happened? Xiao Song, don't look so long-faced, tell us quickly!"
"It looks like something's happened to Xiao Song. What's going on?"
Faced with everyone's questions, Song Huaping couldn't relay Editor-in-Chief Zhao's words, so he only gave a few vague replies.
"It's nothing serious. It's just a letter from a poet who submitted a work before. Editor Zhao originally intended to put it in my hands."
"And then what? Isn't this a good thing? Why do you look like that?" Everyone was even more curious.
"The problem lies in this letter. After we opened it, we found that it was a private letter to Chief Editor Zhao, not a submission."
At this point, Song Huaping paused for a moment and shook his head with great regret.
"So Editor-in-Chief Zhao is a little disappointed; our newspaper and magazine sales may not be as good as last time!"
He said these words without arousing any suspicion from anyone, and everyone shook their heads in regret.
Afterwards, the colleagues just gathered together for a casual chat before dispersing.
Only Song Huaping, thinking about the sender's address he had casually glanced at and memorized, secretly made an impulsive decision.
That means we should go and meet Mr. Jiang Yuesheng!
...
Jiang Sheng has been living a very comfortable life lately.
Every day on his way to work, he would see magazines and newspapers displayed at the newsstands he passed, all featuring the article "Facing the Sea, with Spring Blossoms in Full Bloom."
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