She first tore open the letters sent back by the two magazines. The contents were similar, both expressing great interest in the novel Liu Zi had sent and hoping to commission her to write for the magazine.
In particular, the magazine "Reading" left its phone number at the end of the article, hoping to have a more detailed conversation with Liu Zi.
At the same time, both magazines sent Liu Zi her manuscript fee back, with two money orders in each envelope.
The payment Liu Zi received from "Reading" magazine was 70 yuan per thousand words, while "Digest" magazine paid her 50 yuan per thousand words.
Don't underestimate this twenty yuan. Liu Zi can make a difference of four hundred yuan by writing a short story of 20,000 words. If she were to write a novella or a novel, the difference would probably be even greater.
Liu Zi made a decision in her heart. Her energy was limited, and the conditions offered by the "Reading" magazine were the most favorable, so of course she would choose them first.
Liu Zi was quite happy. The terrible thing that happened at the Story magazine last time had made her particularly worried for the past week. She was always afraid that her hard work would be taken over by someone else. Fortunately, only that one magazine was acting strangely.
She waved the two remittance slips. Although it was only 2,400 yuan, it was the first money she had earned since her rebirth, and it suddenly gave her the feeling she had when her first work was published.
Once she calmed down, Liu Zi finally noticed the last letter.
This must be the express letter the post office lady mentioned. The sender is from Hong Kong, and the address is the headquarters building of Venus Records in Hong Kong.
Liu Zi was somewhat surprised that Jin Xing Records had discovered the song she had sent so quickly.
She'd heard that songwriters and composers could wait a long time after sending songs to major record labels, and she initially thought Tomorrow Records would be the first to reply to her, but unexpectedly...
With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Liu Zi tore open the letter. The letter expressed interest in the song demo she had sent and a desire to meet with the lyricist and composer to discuss the matter in detail.
Relieved, Liu Zi felt that things were finally stable.
After informing Song Yan and Zhao Qi that they had already bought the food, Liu Zi hurried off to make a phone call.
Of course, the first thing I should do is call my parents to let them know I'm safe, and then I should go to the "Reading" magazine office.
The call was transferred to the relevant editor.
"Hello, Mr. Xu." The editor excitedly took the phone. It had been a long time since he had seen such a promising young novelist.
"Hello!"
The crisp female voice startled the editor. He covered the phone and asked the person next to him, "Are you sure this is Xu Dada? Why is it a woman?"
"Is anyone there?" Liu Zi listened to the completely silent microphone and suspected that the line had been cut.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Xu Qiang?" the editor asked cautiously.
"Yes, I am Da Xu." This is the pen name Liu Zi gave herself.
"Ahhh~~"
"We all thought it was a boy's name when we first saw it!" the editor said embarrassedly.
"Hehe!" Liu Zi simply replied.
"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Wang Yan, an editor at the magazine *Reading*, the one who wrote you a reply."
"Hello, Editor Wang!" Liu Zi greeted him simply.
Wang Yan could tell that this Miss Xu wasn't very warm or welcoming.
"What can I do for you?" Liu Zi asked directly, as time was of the essence.
"The novel you sent us is of a very high standard. The characters, plot, and setting are very well-developed, and the conflicts and climaxes are very original. We will publish this novel in five installments of the magazine, and we will mail you a sample copy when it is published. Please check your mail."
"good!"
Wang Yan was taken aback. Was he really that calm?
The main reason is that Liu Zi has faced this situation too many times in her previous life, so she no longer feels much excitement when faced with praise from the editor.
"Ms. Xu, you have a good writing style. Have you ever planned to write a novel or novella? We can help you with the selection of material. If the quality is good, we don't rule out the possibility of setting up a column for you." Editor Wang painted a rosy picture for Liu Zi.
Liu Zi certainly intends to write a full-length novel, which is her forte and also pays well.
"I've been planning on this, and I've even written a few outlines, but I'm currently hesitating about which one to submit them to. To be honest with you, Editor Wang, I've sent three short stories to three different magazines in China at the same time. You said 'Reading' offered the highest price, so I contacted you first." Liu Zi didn't care if people knew she was short of money; faced with the chance to find her child, the integrity of intellectuals was worthless in her eyes.
"Where do Miss Xu's other two magazines mail their articles?" Wang Yan's heart skipped a beat as he cautiously asked, while simultaneously praising himself for his cleverness in securing payment for Xu Qiang's article.
"It was published in 'Digest' and 'Story,' but 'Story' didn't accept it." Liu Zi didn't hide it; she estimated that "Digest" would publish her work in the next issue.
Upon hearing the news, Wang Yan secretly spat at the Story magazine, knowing full well what kind of people they were.
But at the same time, he was inwardly groaning. Now Ms. Xu's work was competing against itself. It seemed he had to contact the editor-in-chief as soon as possible to find a way to coordinate.
Wang Yan thought this way, so he told Liu Zi about the current situation.
Liu Zi didn't care when her work was published, as long as she received the royalties.
After hearing about Liu Zi's experiences, Wang Yan immediately began to inquire about the conditions for Liu Zi to publish her novel.
"I need money. I'll publish wherever the highest bidder pays. I can send you the outline first, and you can estimate the price." This is a seller's market for Liu Zi; the highest bidder wins.
"Alright, Miss Xu, please send over the outline first. We need to discuss it."
With such a boastful tone, Wang Yan was curious to see what kind of amazing masterpiece this Miss Xu could come up with this time.
Liu Zi said the same thing to the editor of "Digest" and then hung up the phone.
She breathed a sigh of relief and then started considering which work to use.
Why not use that drama, "The Legend of Consort Xi"?
This work is grand in scope and has a captivating, dramatic plot. It is also worthwhile to adapt it into a TV series.
While Liu Zi was still thinking about the next arrangements, she had already made a phone call to Venus Records in Hong Kong.
They seem to be in a great hurry to contact Liu Zi and to buy all the copyrights to "At Least There Is Still Something".
Just as Liu Zizheng was wondering why they were doing this and refused to give an answer, they finally told her that a famous director surnamed Wang in Hong Kong had taken a liking to the song and was going to use it as the theme song for his movie.
In the end, Liu Zi relented. There was no way around it; the other party was offering too much—a full 30,000 Hong Kong dollars, which is about 40,000 RMB.
Liu Zi suppressed her pounding heart, left the other party with Song Yan's shop phone number, arranged a time to sign the contract, and then hung up the phone.
If this weren't outside, she might have screamed. The money problem was finally solved. As long as Lin Yizhou could get the evidence, she could get a divorce immediately.
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