My Daily Salted Fish Routine

Lin Wanqing also nodded. She was not as calm as she looked on the outside. She was extremely excited in her heart.

She read it word for word twice, and the thoughts she had were confirmed by what Luo Jia said. This feeling was as comfortable as drinking a can of iced Coke on a dog day in summer.

Outside Lin Wanqing's office, the complaint phone rang continuously.

"I strongly requested to increase the circulation. I visited several newsstands and all of them were sold out. Now I see that they are discussing in the group in full swing, but I am confused. Can you understand the pain in my heart?" A young man said. said loudly.

"Yes, yes, we have actually increased the printing volume this week, but I didn't expect that it is still not enough. It will continue to increase next week." The operator said quickly.

"Ah, I know you are worried that if you print too much, you won't be able to sell it and it will turn into waste paper. There is no need to worry like that. With Luo Jia's golden brand, what are you worried about? At least I see many people like me. I didn’t see people crying on the street, especially the girls. They cried so violently. It’s really strange [how can girls like to watch martial arts...01

"What's wrong with girls? Can't girls like watching martial arts? What logic." The operator was a girl. She complained secretly in her heart and said gently: "Okay, we will consider your suggestion carefully."

"Don't think I'm fooling you. Everything I say is true. Nowadays, even scalpers have appeared. In all my life, I have never seen anyone reselling newspapers. A few yuan a copy. I can resell newspapers for more than ten yuan, which makes me feel like I’m making a lot of money.”

The operator's face became solemn and he felt that he should notify Chief Editor Lin of this matter as soon as possible. There are still scalpers, which is terrifying. Even twenty years ago, when the newspaper industry was at its peak, no one was seen reselling this stuff.

After finally dealing with the person, the phone rang again.

"Can the publishing cycle be shortened? One issue a week is too slow. How about three issues a day?" This time it was a middle-aged man.

"Well...if you want to watch The Condor Shooting, Mr. Luo Jia's creation also takes time. In fact, once a week is already very stressful for him. You know, he is still a student and a writer. There isn’t much time.” The operator said awkwardly.

"Oh, is that so?" The middle-aged man was a little disappointed.

"Yes, you can't blindly pursue speed and give up quality. As a reader, you must not want to see this situation, right?" The operator Xiao said with emotion and reason.

"Well, I understand that slow work makes the most of careful work. It's not unacceptable to wait a little longer."

The operator was very pleased.

However, the person on the other side still didn’t give up and asked, “How about twice a week?”

The operator vomited blood and reluctantly said: "Let's do this. I will notify Mr. Luo Jia of your request and ask for his opinion."

"No, no, no, forget it. If I write too fast, I won't be able to take into account the quality. If I don't write it well for this reason, then I won't be a sinner."

The other party was also very confused. After saying a few words, he hung up the phone.

The operator heaved a sigh of relief. This was okay, it was more reasonable. If he encountered someone who was unreasonable, then he would be the real one.

"I just want to ask, can it be updated faster? Can it be updated faster?"

"Mr. Luo Jia is still a student..." The operator explained the reason just now.

"You've already gotten to this point. Why go to college? It's not just to make a living. He can already beat countless college students. Why don't you go to school and concentrate on writing a book?"

The operator was speechless and reluctantly said: "The meaning of college is not only to learn how to make a living, but also to work in a team, to build a society...

"I don't care, if you don't update it, I will blow up your newspaper office.

The operator was dizzy. She had never thought about how comfortable it used to be when working at a newspaper and it was so hard. She couldn't answer a few calls all year round and could just eat quietly and wait to die. But now, she answers calls every day. More calls are coming in than in the past year.

And it feels so dangerous.

Some said they wanted to blow up the newspaper office, others said they wanted to send razors, and some wanted to put up banners...

So scary.

A group of staff at the newspaper office were trembling. They never thought that working in a newspaper office was a high-risk industry.

"Additional update?" Luo Jia was stunned. He received a call from Lin Wanqing, and the other party mentioned this issue.

"Yes, readers are pressing hard. But if you can't keep up, it's better to take your time." Lin Wanqing said.

"The key is that one episode of Shooting the Condor already takes up a lot of space. If we add another episode, there won't be anything else to do." Luo Jia said with a frown.

"If you can add one more issue, then of course the newspaper will also have to add one more issue." Lin Wanqing's voice was cold, but she had some doubts in her heart. She always felt that Luo Jia seemed very relaxed about adding one more issue and was not worried about doing it at all. No, I am worried about the condition of the newspaper.

Can he really still write?

In other words, are there still manuscripts saved?

But if we can really add one more time... 760

Lin Wanqing was also very happy. She had read the two articles that had been published so many times that the newspapers were torn.

What Jiang Yuan told Luo Jia that day was actually correct. Lin Wanqing was indeed a fan of Luo Jia, and he was also a crazy fan.

"An additional issue? There is so much content?" Luo Jia asked in surprise.

"Yes, because of you, the circulation of the newspaper has increased significantly. Not only have there been a lot more people talking about advertising, but also many people have come to submit articles." Lin Wanqing said softly.

"Oh, okay then, let's add one more chapter." Since there was no problem with the newspaper, there was no problem with Luo Jia, so he agreed directly.

"Really?" Lin Wanqing's originally calm voice became trembling.

"Of course, do you think I'm joking with you?" Luo Jia said with a smile.

"If the speed is too fast, will it affect the quality of the work?" Lin Wanqing also had this worry.

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Luo Jia said.

The next day, the Classic Literature Newspaper released an exciting news, "Editor-in-Chief Lin and Mr. Luo Jia discussed it. In view of the suggestions from the majority of book friends, the Literature Newspaper decided to add one issue per week. At the same time, everyone is looking forward to the "Shooting the Condor". There will also be an additional update, scheduled for Wednesday and Friday, so stay tuned.”