Huang Wanzhen poked Xiulan in the waist.
Xiulan quickly took it and said, "Thank you, Sister Li."
Huang Wanzhen smiled gently, "We'll be staying here for several more days. I'm sorry to bother Sister Li all the time. How about you take Xiulan to get familiar with the cafeteria and ask her to buy me food there in the future?"
Li Shengnan: "We don't charge money in our cafeteria, we only accept meal tickets."
“Meal tickets can only be purchased by internal employees.”
"How much do you want to buy? I'll go get some for you."
Huang Wanzhen quickly took out two dollars and said, "I'm so sorry to bother you, Sister Li. If it weren't for you, we would still have to worry about food every day."
Li Shengnan smiled and said, "At home, I rely on my parents. Outside, I rely on my friends. Maybe I will need you in the future."
Huang Wanzhen laughed, "I'm honored. If you can use me, just let me know."
Li Shengnan weighed the money in her hand and said, "Then I'll make a note of it."
Huang Wanzhen nodded hurriedly: "I'll make a note of it, I'll make a note of it."
When you first arrive in a new environment, the first day is always the most tiring. On the second day, Huang Wanzhen and Xiulan were obviously in better spirits.
When Shen Junyan came to change Huang Wanzhen's dressing, she gave him a bag of food and handed him nine dollars.
"No rush, just take it and use it first." Shen Junyan said gently.
Huang Wanzhen shook her head: "This is the first time I owe someone money. If I don't pay it back, I won't be able to sleep well."
Shen Junyan smiled and took the dollar. "You're really promising. You can't even sleep well after owing such a small debt."
Huang Wanzhen knew he was joking, but she warned him seriously, "When you pay Dr. Chu back, don't forget to get the IOU back for me."
Shen Junyan was stunned for a moment and exclaimed, "Ah!"
"I forgot where I put the IOU you wrote to me."
"I have paid you back. If you don't return the IOU to me, I won't acknowledge it anymore." Huang Wanzhen now wished she could split the money into two halves, but she didn't dare to joke about four dollars.
"Don't worry, I won't ask you for any money." Huang Wanzhen still trusted Shen Junyan's character, but Chu Yanzhi...
"Please ask Dr. Shen to give me the IOU when he pays Dr. Chu back."
Huang Wanzhen repeated.
Seeing her extremely serious expression, Shen Junyan straightened his face and said, "Okay."
Although she felt relieved after being free of debt, Huang Wanzhen scratched her head in annoyance as she looked at the only dollar left in her hand.
You can't always live on jewelry. The more you use it, the less it is. And such a small box makes you feel insecure.
Huang Wanzhen frowned when she thought of the novel she had sent out before. She wrote the address of Huang Mansion in Santa Lane. Even if the newspaper accepted it, she would not get any royalties.
After much deliberation, on the third day of hospitalization, Huang Wanzhen took Xiulan to No. 169 Ping'an Road, Xicheng District.
Before Huang Wanzhen got out of the taxi, she used her last dollar to pay the fare.
"Ma'am, shall we go in?"
Huang Wanzhen stood in front of a two-story European-style brick-concrete building for a long time, so long that Xiulan thought she would not go in.
"Let's go." The next second, Huang Wanzhen spoke.
Xiulan: "Ah?"
Huang Wanzhen spoke again: "Go in."
Only then did Xiulan push the wheelchair towards the door.
When she reached the door, she stopped. The door was so strange and she didn't know how to get in.
"This is a revolving door. Push me through and walk between the two doors."
Xiulan did as she was told and after she got into position, Huang Wanzhen reached out and pushed a door in front of her. Xiulan looked at this scene in surprise. Every time Huang Wanzhen pushed, she moved a little further.
The two of them moved in little by little.
"What do you do?"
As soon as the two entered, they were stopped by a middle-aged man wearing a robe and glasses.
Huang Wanzhen rolled her eyes and spoke in English, "Hello, my name is Huang Wanzhen, and my pen name is Huang Erjie. I sent a novel to your newspaper a while ago and wanted to ask about the manuscript review."
The middle-aged man was stunned. He spoke in awkward English, "Please wait a moment, please wait a moment." He looked around for someone, "Hey! Xiao Zhou, go call Zhan Yongwen."
Huang Wanzhen turned her head and saw a young man in a long gown running all the way to the second floor.
After a while, a man in a suit and tie came down the stairs quickly.
"Editor-in-chief, you called me?"
"Yes, yes, yes, this person speaks foreign language, why don't you ask her what she wants?" the middle-aged man asked hurriedly.
Zhan Yongwen then turned to look at Huang Wanzhen and said in English, "Hello, do you speak English?"
Huang Wanzhen nodded. "Of course. My pen name is Huang Erjie, and I've submitted two novels to our newspaper. The first has already been published, and the second is called 'The Female Prime Minister.' I came here this time to ask about the manuscript status."
Zhan Yongwen quickly extended his hand, "Oh! You are Huang Erjie, I didn't expect you to be so young."
"I'm Zhan Yongwen, the editor of vernacular novels at the Xinmin Daily. Your vernacular novels are so well written, with smooth sentences, a tight plot, and are so interesting. We'd like to discuss writing a longer novel with you."
As he said that, he made way and led the way inside, "Please come in, please come in."
Editor-in-Chief Shen Changkun glared at him anxiously, "Boy, what are you talking about! Why don't you even translate it for me?"
"Oh! Editor-in-Chief, this is Huang Erjie, the author of 'The Resentful Woman' and 'The Female Prime Minister'. She's here this time..."
Zhan Yongwen suddenly realized that how could an author who could write vernacular novels not be able to speak Chinese.
"Ms. Huang, why don't you speak Chinese..."
Huang Wanzhen stuck out her tongue playfully and switched to Chinese, saying, "I'm sorry. I saw that the editor-in-chief was very serious and was afraid of being kicked out, so I was anxious and spoke English. I'm really sorry."
Shen Changkun and Zhan Yongwen did not dwell on this point, but when they arrived at the meeting room, Zhan Yongwen brought up something incredible that left Huang Wanzhen stunned.
"Why did you mail your copy of 'The Female Prime Minister' twice, with different signatures, one is Huang Erjie and the other is Huang Zhengming?"
Huang Wanzhen was stunned for a moment when she heard Huang Zhengming's name. Didn't he say he couldn't get up? How could he have run into the front yard study and stolen her manuscript?
I pondered it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what was going on.
"If we hadn't compared the notes for the previous work on 'The Resentful Woman', we wouldn't have known which title to use."
"Finally, we used Huang Erjie's name. Do you mind?"
Huang Wanzhen quickly shook her head and said, "I don't mind. I'll use this pen name from now on."
After hearing this, Zhan Yongwen smiled and asked to see Huang Wanzhen's household registration, which was also a disguised form of identity verification.
Huang Wanzhen was prepared and took out the household registration certificate from the cloth bag and handed it to him.
After reading it, Zhan Yongwen finally felt relieved, as long as he found the real culprit.
"I was thinking of visiting you when I have time."
"My editor-in-chief and I really like your vernacular novels. Long serial novels are popular now. I wonder if you are interested in this one."
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