Gu Yi became more and more excited. He put the basin aside, rushed to her side, and poked his head out from beside the chopping board: "Really? You really want me to go to school?"
Su Luo was infected by the sparkling smile in his eyes and started laughing too: "Really! Although you are seven years old, it's not too late, let's start from the first grade."
Gu Yi jumped up and down excitedly, then rushed over like a cannon and hugged her: "Thank you, Mom! Mom, you are so kind!"
There was a hint of childishness on her cute little face, completely devoid of the indifference and calmness she had when she first arrived.
Su Luo was very satisfied. In a good mood, she fried some Sichuan-style dry-fried chicken gizzards with red oil and chili peppers, and then fried some simple vegetables.
On the second day, Su Luo took Gu Yi to the county town by car.
Gu Yi was still a little nervous, his little face expressionless, sitting next to Su Luo. This was his first time in the county town.
The people in the county town are indeed different from those in the village. No one here wears white coats that expose their breasts, no old men go out to cool off with their bare chests. People coming and going are all wearing Western clothes, and there are girls wearing short Western skirts on the streets.
People in the county town all have fair skin, unlike him, who is tanned darkly.
Gu Yi pursed her lips and saw Su Luo next to her. When she thought that her mother was a writer who made money by writing, she couldn't help but feel proud and straightened her chest.
Su Luo arrived at the newspaper office.
This newspaper company is a national chain and is currently the most famous "Jingjing Newspaper Company" in China, with a daily newspaper every day and a weekly magazine every week.
Su Luo’s goal is the weekly magazine.
After she specifically mentioned that she was looking for editor Zhou Mubai, the faces of the people in the newspaper office quickly changed.
Su Luo and Gu Yi were led to the lounge next door, and someone poured them two glasses of water.
Gu Yi had never been treated so politely by a stranger in his entire life. Looking at Su Luo's calm and composed demeanor, he began to admire her more and more, as if she was used to it.
Zhou Mubai came over quickly, and when he saw Su Luo, a hint of joy flashed across his eyes: "You are finally here!"
Su Luo looked up and saw that a strand of his hair was falling down. He was out of breath from running and couldn't help laughing: "I can't run away, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Of course I'm anxious!" Zhou Mubai sat down next to her. "I was so engrossed in the last conversation with you that I forgot to leave your contact information and ask for your address. Our editor-in-chief scolds me every week when he sees me this week."
He saw a little guy sitting next to Su Luo and asked in surprise: "Who is this?"
"This is my son, Gu Yi." Su Luo said frankly.
There was a hint of surprise in Zhou Mubai's eyes. He thought the other party was not married, but he didn't expect that at such a young age, the child would be so big.
Seeing that the little guy was also looking at him curiously, he couldn't help but smile.
The other party had no expression and just curled his lips reluctantly.
Zhou Mubai inexplicably felt that the child's features were very familiar, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen him before.
He came from Beijing, and all the people he knew were also in Beijing. Maybe he just happened to recognize them.
He smiled softly at Gu Yi again and rubbed his head.
He was extremely handsome and elegant. Even in summer, he still wore a shirt and trousers. His hair was neatly combed behind his head, with a few strands of hair hanging at his temples. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, looking a bit like a gentleman.
But he also had a very gentle appearance, with picturesque eyebrows and narrow, very light eyes. However, his nose was not very straight and his jawline was slightly rounded, which neutralized the lightness of his eyebrows and eyes, giving him a sense of elegance like a distant mountain ink painting.
After hearing what he said, Su Luo was extremely satisfied with her manuscript.
She guessed this would be the result.
She still has confidence in the works of Mr. Jin Yong.
She also got straight to the point: "I brought the rest of the manuscript this time."
Zhou Mubai hurriedly took the manuscript: "How many words are there?"
Su Luo said: "Eighteen thousand words."
That is the first complete chapter of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.
Zhou Mubai looked at her in surprise: "What a coincidence! I was just about to tell you this!"
"What?" Su Luo pretended not to know.
Zhou Mubai smiled and said, "I recommended your manuscript to our editor-in-chief, who was also very excited after reading it. We chatted all night and decided to move your novel from the newspaper to the weekly."
Su Luo did not show much surprise, and only said: "That's fine, what about the royalties?"
Zhou Mubai said, "I have secured the highest payment for you. It's the same as other weekly writers, 2 yuan per thousand words."
Su Luo calculated that she kept each chapter to about 20,000 words, and if she published one chapter in a weekly magazine, she would make 40 yuan a week, or 160 yuan a month.
Among ordinary authors, it is indeed high, but it is not what she expected.
Su Luo said: "Too low."
Zhou Mubai was slightly stunned: "Is it still low? Other long and short story writers in the weekly magazine all get this much."
Su Luo said confidently: "That's others. My stuff is different from others. As long as I continue to serialize it, I can guarantee that your newspaper's weekly sales will continue to hit new highs. My performance will definitely be better than others, so I won't accept the same remuneration as others."
"This..." Zhou Mubai hesitated.
Su Luo said: "Let me tell you what I think."
Zhou Mubai nodded.
Su Luo said: "On the basis of the 2 yuan per thousand words, I want a 3% commission. For every weekly magazine sold, I want 3% of the profit."
"You want a commission?" Zhou Mubai frowned. "Jingjing Newspaper is a national chain. There is no way the newspaper company will give you a commission. This has never happened before."
Su Luo said, "I know that Jingjing Newspaper is a national chain and has twelve publications under its name. The best-selling current affairs weekly is the one you want to publish for me. I can assure you that after my novel is serialized, the sales of the novel will exceed the current affairs magazine within three months."
Zhou Mubai was a little displeased with her overconfident attitude, "Ms. Ximo, I know you write very good novels, but China is so big, there are countless great writers."
Su Luo said, "I know. But Editor Zhou, my confidence is not a disdain for other writers, but an affirmation and confidence in my own work. How about this, I'll give you the 18,000 yuan manuscript first, you can take it back to show your editor-in-chief, and tell him my request. I'll wait for you here until 2 pm, you give me a reply before 2 pm, if it's possible, we can continue to cooperate, if not, forget it."
"Oh..." Zhou Mubai was reluctant to give up such a good work, but he was not confident in Su Luo's work. They only saw her two thousand words, but they were not sure whether what she wrote later would be as wonderful as the first two thousand words.
He thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then wait for me. I'll take the manuscript back and review it with the editor-in-chief."
Su Luo nodded: "Then I'll go shopping first, I'll come back at two o'clock in the afternoon."
Zhou Mubai nodded.
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