Ditsy Wife: Mysterious Husband is Unfathomable

"Okay! It just so happens that the company has relatively few manuscripts now. Gambino has a few books left, and the company does not plan to publish it now. His previous "Zombie" has received a good response. We have to wait until this book has a certain fan base and influence. If you have any strength, I will release the next one."

"Yeah." Gong Mo also knew that this would be more marketable and effective. She had already seen it anyway, and she was not in a hurry.

"Where are your dad's manuscripts?"

"He used to be published in magazines, and only one has been published. My mom made newspaper clippings for the articles in the magazine, and she brought both the newspaper clippings and the book with her. There are also some unpublished ones, but before They were all written with pens. My mother was afraid that the handwriting would fade, so after learning the computer, she entered all of it into the computer.

"Then I will ask her for it, and then give it to the company's editor to see their arrangements."

Gong Mo nodded: "If there is no market, there is no need to go out."

"Don't worry, there will be a market."

Whether there is a market depends on the company's marketing strategy. It's not that a good book will sell well; it's not that a bad book will not sell.

And he believed that the quality of what Gong father wrote was certainly not bad. After all, the threshold for the literary industry more than 20 years ago was much higher than it is now. In those days, there was really no market for poorly written ones. But staying now depends on whether it can meet the current taste.

"You are really confident," Gong Mo said awkwardly, "I don't even have confidence."

"Father-in-law gave birth to your such a good daughter, so I picked up a big deal. His things must not be bad, of course I am confident."

"You--" Gong Mo blushed, how do you feel that this person is playing a hooligan?

"Hahaha..." Sheng Nanxuan laughed and kissed her face.

Gong Mo stared at him angrily-he was really playing a hooligan!

...

Soon, Father Gong's book was published.

For a novel, two novellas, and a collection of short stories, all the manuscript fees went to Gong's mother.

After the book went on the market, Sheng Nanxuan also brought a few sets of sample books back.

Mother Gong was silent while holding the book.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Gong Mo asked worriedly.

Mother Gong shook her head and took one of them: "I will put one in the room, and you can put the others in your study."

"Good." Gong Mo agreed.

Sheng Nanxuan helped her move the book into the study. She remembered the way Gong's mother was just now, a little worried, and said, "I'll go see mom."

"Well, I will cook tonight."

Gong Mo smiled, and kissed his face on tiptoe: "Thanks for your hard work."

Sheng Nanxuan's eyes lit up, grabbed her shoulders, lowered her head and bit her face.

"What are you doing~" Gong Mo smiled and pushed her away.

He said: "Don't move, let me say a few words to the baby."

Gong Mo listened and stopped moving.

Sheng Nanxuan bent down and put his ears on her stomach.

After a while, Gong Mo exclaimed.

He raised his head and asked in surprise: "Did he kick you?"

Gong Mo nodded, his face shy.

"I didn't feel it."

"It's too thick to wear, listen to it at night." Gong Mo pulled him up.

He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "In the evening, I want to communicate with him."

"You--" Gong Mo's eyes widened, and he patted him on the shoulder, "Smelly hooligan!"

"Don't you like it?"

"Who likes it?"

"Don't like you biting me so tightly every time?" He whispered.

"I won't tell you anymore!" Gong Mo yelled and left the study angrily. (To be continued~^~)