My Daily Salted Fish Routine

Wenjian Magazine.

meeting room.

All the editors gathered here, including the newcomer Luo Qingyi.

Luo Qingyi dressed casually at home, but she kept herself well-groomed when outside. After all, the old man was old-fashioned and the people he taught were traditional. When she went to work for the first time, she wore an ordinary plain-colored professional skirt and had simple long black hair. Pricked.

But there were still many people looking at her secretly.

Luo Qingyi had been accustomed to this since he was a child and ignored it easily.

"Today we have a new colleague in the editorial department. Welcome everyone." The editor-in-chief sat at the top and said with a smile.

A round of applause.

Luo Qingyi then stood up and thanked him.

Although she looks cold and indifferent, she is still very cold outside.

After the applause, it was time to get down to business, and the editor-in-chief turned serious.

"The situation has been bad recently. The martial arts master Lou Lan has been poached by Jianghu Fengyun. Loulan's new work will probably be serialized in their magazine. The person who comes here is not good." The editor-in-chief was a little worried.

Once Loulan's new book is released, the fan effect will definitely compete for a large market. Originally, their magazine sales were not good, and they have not had any new works for a long time. With such a shock, they may lose some more.

Bad luck.

Intern editor Luo Qingyi had a frown on his face. How could he choose a magazine that was about to burp in the first choice? What a bad luck.

It’s better not to post your brother’s book here first, so as not to be fooled.

"Yes, it's not just our magazine society that's been impacted, but the rest of the society as well."

"Either we can raise the fee standard to attract submissions, or we can hire a strong person to calm down the situation. Not to mention competing against Loulan, we must at least ensure our own sales."

"It's difficult. There are only a handful of martial arts masters who can stand up to Loulan, and they are not willing to come to our small temple."

"We can't even raise the standard for manuscript fees. One move can affect the whole world. Jianghu Fengyun has much stronger financial resources than us. If we raise the price, they will just raise it. They can't resist it at all."

"Isn't this waiting to die?" The editor-in-chief frowned.

"We Wenjian are not the only ones who are affected. Other colleagues are also in the same situation as us. Let's see how others respond first."

"No, our magazine's sales have been falling again and again. We can't let it fall again, otherwise we won't even be able to maintain our current position. It's easy to fall, but it's hard to get back up again."

There are too many examples of this. Once you fall, you will never recover.

"The most important thing is the work. Having a good work is enough to turn the tide."

"This is even more unbelievable."

Luo Qingyi observed secretly and said nothing.

"But editor-in-chief, recently I heard that a big boss who writes supernatural things, Gui Tong, is going to change his career and write martial arts. Do you want to give it a try?"

"Supernatural authors can just stay in their own one-third of an acre. Why do they suddenly transform into martial arts?"

"Supernatural people are a niche group after all. When they reach the top, it's normal to want to seek changes."

"After all, Guitong is a great master. He has made up his mind to transform into martial arts. He should have done enough homework. His writing skills are still there. He is still much better than ordinary martial arts authors."

"Then give it a try." The editor-in-chief said, but he felt that it was really unreliable.

Let a supernatural writer write martial arts?

No matter how you look at it, it feels like it's going to explode.

But there is no other way. It is better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor than to wait to die.

Luo Qingyi stared at the table expressionlessly, as if in a fugue.

She carries her brother's manuscript with her wherever she goes. There aren't many leaks of manuscripts these days, but they do happen after all. She doesn't want her brother's manuscript to leak out before it's published.

Luo Qingyi didn't think it was a good time to take out his brother's manuscript.

She has read a lot of articles in the past two days. She knows very well that her brother's level is far ahead, and she will definitely be taken seriously immediately if she takes it out.

But now is not the time.

Even if a newcomer is valued, he will not be given too many resources.

She would wait until after the Legend of Wukong and her brother's reputation became famous before she would consider this matter.

There is a reputation bonus, the asking price can be high, and you can also make demands.

What's more, whether to publish Wenjian or not is still a matter of debate. The sales volume of this shabby magazine is not good, so don't affect your younger brother.

It sounds like Jianghu Fengyun is very good. I'll go back and check it out.

As for saving the magazine from the fire and water, using my brother's works to fight against that Loulan sounds very powerful... Are you mentally retarded? What does the life and death of a broken magazine have to do with me, a new editor--

So she just watched with peace of mind.

In the words of Liu Yaoyao: "You are a rebel, you will be beaten to death if you are caught."

Luo Qingyi didn't think so. A little vixen, a little salty fish, has a huge fortune but only wants to live a small life. He spends all day watching Korean dramas or playing games. He doesn't know what Tao strategy is.

Liu Yaoyao is indeed a bitch. Back then, she was addicted to the popular League of Legends. She loved playing but was too lazy to improve her skills, let alone improve her consciousness. She just used random methods to replenish her swords. From time to time, she would go out to chat, and her teammates would fight each other. As she was typing, she found someone standing still. How desperate this was, so they all expressed cordial greetings to her. After playing it for several years, Liu Yaoyao was still brave enough, so she felt that this was a rubbish game, even for the mentally retarded, and there were so many trolls, so she angrily uninstalled it.