Chapter 267 How nice it would be if he was one of our family members
Shen Yushu's business was done, and Cheng Xuyuan was unwilling to stay for dinner, so Shen Yushu had no choice but to leave in dismay.
Zhang Dening originally wanted to have a meal at Yenching University and relive her college days, but something went wrong with what Teacher Zou had arranged, and she was going to report it.
She felt helpless about this deviation.
Who would have thought that Cheng Xuyuan would actually go to Hong Kong.
This is really an enviable opportunity! So Shen Yulin drove the three of them and quickly left Yenching University.
After dropping Zhang Dening and Shen Yumo off at the editorial office of Yanjing Literature and Art, Shen Yulin drove while saying, "Brother, Cheng Xuyuan has already said that he didn't help much with this matter. Why are you still thanking him so gratefully!"
Shen Yushu said solemnly: "Oh, brother, you are really shortsighted this time. Xiao Cheng helped me a lot!"
"It's just that he didn't take credit for it."
At this point, Shen Yushu said, "To tell you the truth, I asked someone who has a good personal relationship with Mr. Meng to help me find out yesterday, and Mr. Meng said that this matter has not been confirmed yet."
"But when Xiao Cheng asked me today, he told me that I was the one designated."
"It only takes one night. Do you think Cheng Xuyuan can help?"
Shen Yulin finally understood the mystery here. He secretly sighed in his heart, this is the wisdom of Cheng Xuyuan in dealing with people: he will do his best to help you, but he will say it lightly.
"Cheng Xuyuan is a person who helps others without taking credit. More importantly, he now has the ability to make Mr. Meng change his mind. His influence will only be greater in the future."
"Hey, it would be great if he was really from our family!"
Shen Yushu was driving and sighing, and Shen Yulin kept shaking his head when he heard it.
This time last year, you didn't think so.
Cheng Xuyuan didn't know about Shen Yushu's feelings. After sending Zhang Dening and others away, he felt that no one would come to disturb him today.
But what Cheng Xuyuan didn't expect was that just when he was leisurely preparing to read a book, Qin Wenhui came to him in a hurry.
Cheng Xuyuan still respects Fang Yuqing's brother-in-law.
What's more, they really helped him a lot.
For example, the remuneration from Jinwanbao, or helping Cheng Xuyuan to exchange the remittance vouchers for cash, or...
"Brother Wenhui, why are you here?" Cheng Xuyuan greeted him with a smile.
Qin Wenhui said excitedly: "Xuyuan, I'm here to tell you the good news!"
"Today I saw the list of people going to Hong Kong for exchange, and you were on it."
When talking about this news, Qin Wenhui's eyes lit up.
As a person working for a foreign trade company, he had been to Hong Kong once and was quite familiar with the situation there, but unfortunately, that was his only travel experience there.
This time, there was no him.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "I just found out about this today, and I don't know when we will set off."
"It should be soon."
Qin Wenhui said this, and took out a remittance slip from his pocket and said, "You have to treat us this time. It's a double happiness!"
"This is the fee for the Ming Dynasty Stories. It's now 75 per thousand words."
Qin Wenhui was a little excited.
Although the money was not his, he still felt excited when he saw so much money.
Seventy-five per thousand words, which means that the sales volume of "Today Evening News" has reached 250,000 copies.
As an evening newspaper, and in Hong Kong, its sales have surpassed most newspapers.
Cheng Xuyuan took the remittance slip and took a look at it, and saw that the number on it was nine thousand Hong Kong dollars.
Nine thousand Hong Kong dollars can be exchanged for a little more than three thousand dollars in remittance vouchers.
Nowadays, his overseas remittance vouchers are completely useless, and a large part of them have to be exchanged by Qin Wenhui.
In this way, his savings will exceed 12,000 yuan.
"Thank you, brother. I'm sorry to bother you to come here in person. I'll treat you to a meal after you withdraw the money."
Qin Wenhui glanced at his watch and said, "Xuyuan, let's go get the money quickly. I have other things to do. Let's eat later."
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Then I'll ask Yuqing and Big Sister to arrange a time so we can have dinner together."
Qin Wenhui did not refuse this.
Qin Wenhui drove here again this time. On the way to the bank, Cheng Xuyuan asked, "Brother, have you given the manuscript of Zhu Xian that I gave you to Wenhui Newspaper?"
"It's been over a week since I sent it, and I haven't received a reply yet!"
At this point, Qin Wenhui paused and said, "Xuyuan, I think it's better to bite off more than you can chew. For now, you should concentrate on writing "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty."
"From what I heard from the Evening News, they predict that as long as your book is well written, the sales of their evening paper will continue to grow!"
"By the way, they also asked me to ask if your book, "Things About the Ming Dynasty," can be published. I'm sure you won't be disappointed with the royalties."
Cheng Xuyuan naturally would not object to publishing.
After all, publishing means money!
However, he did not agree immediately, but smiled and said, "Let's see how much they pay for the manuscript."
Seeing that Cheng Xuyuan did not mention "Zhu Xian" again, Qin Wenhui sighed.
As far as he knew, martial arts novels in Hong Kong were now competing with each other for novelty and splendor, and the manuscript that Wenhui Daily had commissioned Cheng Xuyuan to write was a work of the same type as "Things About the Ming Dynasty".
But Cheng Xuyuan gave him the 30,000-word novel "Zhu Xian" more than a week ago.
Because Wenhui Daily was in a hurry, he gave the manuscript directly to the other party, which could be regarded as a reply.
However, Wenhui Daily has not responded, and Qin Wenhui feels that this is a rejection.
Now, he hadn't figured out how to answer Cheng Xuyuan, so he changed the subject.
Familiar with the process, Cheng Xuyuan had more than 3,000 yuan in overseas remittance vouchers in his hand.
As for these overseas remittance coupons, Cheng Xuyuan gave most of them to Qin Wenhui to exchange for cash and national food coupons, leaving himself with four or five hundred yuan for pocket money.
After Qin Wenhui sent Cheng Xuyuan back to school, he went to his workplace happily.
Because Cheng Xuyuan always gave him the overseas remittance vouchers to exchange, he got a lot of advantages in this regard.
After all, remittance coupons can be used to purchase many items that you may not be able to buy even with tickets at other times, so they are very popular.
The car had just stopped, and Qin Wenhui was about to give the remittance voucher to a colleague who was planning to buy a TV but didn't have a ticket, when he heard someone say, "Wenhui, Manager Wang is looking for you. Go over quickly. He looked very anxious just now."
Hearing this, Qin Wenhui didn't care about anything else and hurried to Manager Wang's office.
Seeing Qin Wenhui, Manager Wang didn't even bother to raise his eyelids and asked unhappily, "What have you been doing?"
"Manager, I'm going to see Cheng Xuyuan."
"The Tonight News sent me his manuscript fee, so I delivered it to him."
When he heard that he was going to see Cheng Xuyuan, Manager Wang's expression immediately looked much better.
He immediately said in a deep voice: "Cheng Xuyuan, you must do your best to communicate well. The Jinwanbao seemed to be on the verge of collapse a few months ago, but now its sales have skyrocketed, and it has exceeded 200,000!"
“Better than their best.”
"This matter is taken very seriously by the higher-ups. You must do a good job."
At this point, Manager Wang picked up the water cup and said, "I came to you because of Cheng Xuyuan."
"We received a telegram from the Hong Kong Wenhui Daily, saying that they are very optimistic about Cheng Xuyuan's new book that you sent to them."
"Now, I need to ask Cheng Xuyuan how much he can write in a month."
"If I can reach 100,000 words a month, they are willing to pay me HK$100 per 1,000 words."
"You should go find Cheng Xuyuan as soon as possible and resolve this issue."
Wenhui Newspaper! The book Zhu Xian written by Cheng Xuyuan was actually selected by the other party.
Can this guy still write martial arts novels? Although he was surprised, Qin Wenhui quickly agreed: "Manager, I will go to Cheng Xuyuan and see how much he can write."
"But 100,000 words, I think it's a bit difficult."
"After all, he wrote 4,000 words in one day for "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty"!"
After hearing what Qin Wenhui said, Manager Wang frowned.
Although he is not the author, he understands that it is not easy to write seven or eight thousand words a day.
However, he couldn't afford to offend either the Wenhui Newspaper or the Jinwan Newspaper, so he could only say, "Go ask them first."
"The final decision will depend on him."
Qin Wenhui left Manager Wang's office, secretly feeling relieved.
Fortunately, when Cheng Xuyuan asked, I changed the subject, otherwise it would have been a bit embarrassing.
Because Manager Wang had already made arrangements, he did not bother to give the remittance vouchers to his colleagues and drove to Yenching University again.
At this time, it's already time for dinner.
Cheng Xuyuan was ordering a bowl of rice and eating it with three cents of braised pork. Fang Yuqing, who was sitting next to him, also ordered rice, but ate vegetables.
Seeing Qin Wenhui coming over again, Cheng Xuyuan was a little surprised: "Brother Wenhui, have you eaten?"
"If not, I'll make you some food."
Although Qin Wenhui's stomach growled with hunger, he had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "Xuyuan, I'd better go back and eat."
"I came to see you this time mainly because of your novel Zhu Xian."
"I just returned to the office, and Manager Wang said that the Wenhui Daily sent a telegram asking if you can write 100,000 words in a month?"
"As long as they can reach this word count, they are willing to serialize it as soon as possible."
"Moreover, the most important thing is that the manuscript fee is still 100 yuan per thousand words, which is considered a high salary in Hong Kong."
Fang Yuqing didn't care much about the conversation between her brother-in-law and Cheng Xuyuan, but after hearing the end, she put down her bowl and said, "Xuyuan, you are busy enough with Ming Dynasty Affairs, you can't write Zhu Xian anymore!"
"Brother-in-law, you should reject them right away and say that you don't have enough time to write it."
Qin Wenhui didn't expect that his sister-in-law would disagree before Cheng Xuyuan expressed his opinion.
He looked at Fang Yuqing, who had a distressed look on her face, and looked at Cheng Xuyuan helplessly.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled at Fang Yuqing and said, "Yuqing, I wrote this novel purely to relax."
"Don't worry, this is a martial arts novel that doesn't require any effort."
"I can write 3,000 words a day in less than two hours."
"One hundred thousand words a month is still entirely possible."
When Fang Yuqing heard Cheng Xuyuan say this, although she no longer objected fiercely, there was a look of worry between her brows.
After comforting Fang Yuqing, Cheng Xuyuan said, "Brother, then let's say 100,000 words a month."
Ten thousand words a month means the royalties are 10,000 Hong Kong dollars. Calculating Cheng Xuyuan's income, Qin Wenhui suddenly felt a sense of frustration.
My salary plus subsidies is less than 100 yuan per month, which is too far from Cheng Xuyuan! Today's first update, a little late, please support me (End of this chapter)
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