Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me
Chapter 85
"You're welcome."
Zhang Jun said sincerely, "Stationmaster Zhao, I like your "Swordsman" very much. When the book is published, can you sign it for me?"
"Of course."
Zhao Xiyan nodded with a smile.
"Thank you."
Zhang Jun bowed slightly and walked out.
Huh!
Zhao Xiyan and Jin Youwei breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
"Xiao Zhao, are you really donating this money?"
"Is this true?"
Zhao Xiyan rolled his eyes and said, "Take it away quickly, be careful that I will regret it later..."
"Go to hell."
Jin Youwei cursed with a smile, and said seriously, "Comrade Zhao Xiyan, you are an upright person."
"One thousand five hundred yuan in exchange for your compliment?"
Zhao Xiyan pouted.
"Hahaha."
Jin Youwei laughed immediately.
After the two chatted for a few more words, Lou Xiao'e came back.
When she saw Jin Youwei, she said a little embarrassedly, "Editor-in-Chief Jin, I didn't know you were here..."
"It's okay, I've eaten in our newspaper's cafeteria." Jin Youwei waved his hand.
"Okay."
Lou Xiao'e put the food in front of Zhao Xiyan, "Eat it while it's hot."
"Yeah."
After Zhao Xiyan opened the lunch box, he couldn't help but wonder, "Is the food in our cafeteria so rich?"
To be honest, he has been in the steel mill for so long.
I have seen meat, but I have never heard of such big duck legs and pig feet.
Even if the leaders come to inspect, they won't cook like this, right?
"This is a meal specially prepared by Minister Wang for you, and I am also rewarded." Lou Xiao'e said happily.
"Hey..."
Zhao Xiyan chuckled and lowered his head to eat.
Jin Youwei looked at the manuscript of "Swordsman" and marveled. He has seen many great writers, and many of them became famous at a young age.
But this is the first time I have seen someone like Zhao Xiyan, who is less than 20 years old but has a sophisticated writing style and a tight and smooth plot.
In time, he will definitely be a master of the literary world.
If Zhao Xiyan knew his thoughts, he would definitely laugh to death.
Who is Mr. Jin? He is the leader of the martial arts world.
He is not interested in a leader of the literary world.
"Xiao Zhao, do you want to write your "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" together?" Jin Youwei asked.
"Aren't you a monthly magazine? Why do you need so many manuscripts?" Zhao Xiyan frowned.
"It's true that we publish monthly, but we can publish weekly for you separately." Jin Youwei said seriously, "As long as the manuscripts can be provided, this is not a problem at all..."
"Forget it."
Zhao Xiyan shook his head and said, "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, take it step by step."
"No, Xiao Zhao, you have nothing to do every day anyway, so you can write more." Jin Youwei sighed, "Think about it... If you donate your manuscript fees, the soldiers on the front line will have more bullets, right?"
...
Zhao Xiyan, who was eating, was slightly stunned.
Seeing that he was interested, Jin Youwei immediately said, "As long as your martial arts novels are famous enough, I can publish them for you in all places where there are Chinese people... Won't the manuscript fees come by then?"
"Really?" Zhao Xiyan asked suspiciously.
"Do you know "International Daily"?" Jin Youwei said seriously.
"Wow, the name is quite grand." Zhao Xiyan said in surprise.
"The International Daily was founded during the war. It is the largest newspaper for Chinese people. It is spread across many countries and regions. The daily sales of one issue once reached 3 million copies."
Jin Youwei said in a deep voice, "I once met their editor-in-chief when I was studying in Japan... If you have enough manuscripts, I will send him a telegram immediately. By then, your novel will be popular among the entire Chinese community, and the royalties will be considerable."
"How do they calculate their royalties?" Zhao Xiyan asked curiously.
"I don't know the specific calculation."
Jin Youwei shook his head and said, "But there was a well-known writer who received 30,000 yuan in royalties for a 2,000-word article."
"Huaxia currency?"
Zhao Xiyan widened his eyes.
"US dollars."
Jin Youwei rolled his eyes.
"No, is it true?" Zhao Xiyan frowned and said, "So, it's about 15 US dollars per word?"
"That's right." Jin Youwei sighed, "But that's a foreign writer. I can't guarantee whether your novel can get such a high royalty..."
"Which foreign writer is so awesome?" Zhao Xiyan pouted.
"Have you heard of Hemingway?" Jin Youwei joked.
"So it was him..."
Zhao Xiyan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "How about this, I will provide you with 5,000 words a day... If you can get the job done, I will only ask for half of your New Youth Daily manuscript fee, and as for other channel fees, you can donate them all for me."
"Of course, I want to see the detailed account."He didn't say anything like "I don't disbelieve you". These days, an apprentice gets 18 yuan a month, and the manuscript fee is tens of thousands. Money is tempting.
"Don't worry, Xiao Zhao, I will give you a receipt for every payment." Jin Youwei said seriously, "Just write, I'll take care of the rest."
"Okay."
Zhao Xiyan finished his meal in a few bites and sat down at the table.
Jin Youwei stepped back a little, while Lou Xiao'e leaned forward and watched Zhao Xiyan write a novel while eating.
In one afternoon.
Zhao Xiyan wrote 7,000 words.
He wrote 2,000 words for "Swordsman" and 5,000 words for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
This speed made Jin Youwei dumbfounded.
"Xiao Zhao, don't you need to think?"
"I think while writing."
Zhao Xiyan said shamelessly, "This speed is considered slow. If you get me a computer... no, a computer, I will write 10,000 words for you a day."
"What is a computer?" Jin Youwei asked curiously.
"Hmm."
Zhao Xiyan finally reacted.
If Jin Youwei really got a computer, it would be fun.
Now there are no microcomputers, and a computer is a behemoth.
Seeing that Jin Youwei and Lou Xiao'e were looking at him with burning eyes, he couldn't help but make up a lie, "A computer is a type of typewriter..."
"Typewriter?"
Jin Youwei thought for a while and said seriously, "I'll find a way for you. I know where there is a typewriter."
"No, Old Jin, are you serious?" Zhao Xiyan said in horror.
Typewriters are rare now. To be honest, if you give him one, he may not be able to use it.
"Really."
Jin Youwei put away the manuscript and chuckled, "Wait for my good news, but... you promised 10,000 words a day."
"I was joking, you really took it seriously." Zhao Xiyan licked his old face and said.
"I don't care about you, anyway, I'll get you a typewriter. If you don't give me 10,000 words a day, I'll stab you to death."
After leaving a word, Jin Youwei opened the door and walked out.
Damn, miscalculated.
Zhao Xiyan was quite annoyed.
At this time, the arms with the fragrance of a young girl hugged his neck.
"Comrade Lou Xiao'e, I'm married."
"Zhao Xiyan, go to hell."
...
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