The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 70, How much money can Zhang Xuan earn each month?

   Throwing out family reasons, Du Jingling's personal feelings for Zhang Xuan were quite good.

   But when she heard what her sister said just now, her first impression was that Zhang Xuan was lying, using this method to coax her to win her favor.

   Want to know how important the status of a writer is in everyone's eyes?

  How noble!

  What do you think, there is no way to think of Zhang Xuan, who has just grown up, as a writer, right?

   Du Jingling couldn't help but doubt her.

   It’s so unrealistic to think about it! It's too far-fetched!

   Seeing her sister's face full of doubts, Du Shuangling stared at her and said in a very positive tone: "Sister, Zhang Xuan is really a writer, he is a special writer for "Zhiyin" magazine and "Youth Digest"."

   Hearing this, Wu Guorui, who had been smoking silently in the driver's seat, was also stunned and turned his head to the side.

   And Du Jingling couldn't hold back even more, she simply turned over and sat down, and her voice was a few decibels louder unknowingly:

   "I know Zhiyin Magazine and Youth Digest. Your brother-in-law and I still read it often. Are you really sure that Zhang Xuan is the writer of these two magazines? Then what is his pseudonym?"

  Du Jingling is also a little brainy now. My heart said that you still have a chance to fool me if you get some unknown books and publications, but "Zhiyin" and Youth Digest?

   I'm sorry, but I have ordered these two magazines in my own home.

   And because I like to read it, it is still an annual subscription. It has been booked for several years. I am basically familiar with the resident writers above, even to the point of being familiar with it?

   So, it's not easy to play tricks under my eyes. Du Jingling's expression was still trying to remain calm at the moment, but there were many doubts in her heart.

  Du Shuangling said: "His pseudonym is March."

At this time, Wu Guorui inserted the first sentence: "March? I am familiar with this author, and I especially like to read his thriller articles. While the content of his articles is interesting and exciting, he also portrays human nature deeply. No matter how you look at it, it should be a Veteran, Zhang Xuan is March?"

  Du Jingling looked back at her husband in surprise, and also asked her sister, "Do you have any evidence to prove that Zhang Xuan is March?"

   Seeing that the always aloof brother-in-law and sister finally broke the feat, Du Shuangling's mouth curved slightly, and she lifted her schoolbag to her lap, opened the zipper, and took out some sample magazines and letters from it.

The letters    are all handwritten letters sent to Zhang Xuan by the editor of Zhiyin magazine and the editor of Youth Digest.

   The latest letter is the letter from the editor of "Zhiyin" magazine, who was afraid that Zhang Xuan would run away, and offered to increase his salary.

   "Here. Here are some of his sample magazines and letters from some editors. If you don't believe me, you can take a serious look. This can't be faked." Du Shuangling was very happy at the moment, happy for the glory of her sweetheart.

   Seeing stacks of sample magazines and letters, Du Jingling and Wu Guorui were all speechless. Glancing at each other silently, they couldn't help flipping through magazines and letters.

   Magazines are turned one by one, and one after another is finished.

  Letters are read one by one, and one after another is read...

   The inside of the car was very quiet at this time, so quiet that only the sound of books turning and pages turning pages.

   Du Jingling and his wife are reading books and letters. As time goes by, their eyes become more and more shocked and shocked!

  Du Shuangling pursed her lips as she watched this scene and laughed heartily. My sister, who has maintained elegance and self-confidence in front of her for more than ten years, has lost her temper at this moment.

  Although my sister's facial expressions are well controlled and not too exaggerated, it's still a gaffe, isn't it?

   And she was still amazed by the boy she liked, Du Shuangling felt extremely happy at the moment.

   The other three people in the car are immersed in their emotions, but what about Yang Yongjian?

  Yang Yongjian was in a heavy heart and knew that this was the moment for Shuang Ling to show her eyes on men, so she didn't speak, leaning against the car door and quietly watching what was happening in front of her.

   About 20 minutes later, Du Jingling finally put down the letter, took a deep breath, calmed down and asked her sister:

   "Why are all these letters in your bag?"

  Du Shuangling said bluntly: "He gave it to me."

  Du Jingling stared at her sister's eyes for a few seconds and then asked, "Did he give you all his sample magazines and letters?"

   "Well." Du Shuangling thought of this, and of Zhang Xuan's refusal to send a sample magazine to Mi Jian for her own sake. Her voice was all soft and sweet, as if she had mixed honey.

   Seeing the look on her sister's face, Du Jingling and Wu Guorui looked at each other, and finally decided to break the casserole and ask to the end:

   "Tell sister, what is the relationship between the two of you now?"

   Hearing this, Du Shuangling pursed her lips, her eyes narrowed, and she looked at her sister with a smile, the meaning she wanted to express was self-evident.

  Du Jingling was not in the mood to play hide-and-seek with her at the moment, and further asked: "You two are together, are you in love?"

   I knew that my sister would ask about this step. Du Shuangling, who was already prepared, was not in a hurry and gave a soft "um".

  Although she had guessed the answer long ago, and had already judged from her sister's deeds that the two were in love, Du Jingling was still sad.

   But looking at the sweetness on her sister's face at the moment, Du Jingling hasn't recovered from Zhang Xuan's status as a writer, so she wisely chose to turn a blind eye.

   turned curiously and asked: "How much money can Zhang Xuan earn every month as a writer?"

   Du Shuangling calculated silently, and replied, "It's about 4,000 to 5,000 a month."

   "So many!" This number surprised Du Jingling, and it really scared her.

  5000!

   This is 5000! Not 50, not 500, but 5000!

  How much is your salary per month?

   If you don't count the "extra money" of being a doctor, you will be completely hanged and beaten.

   But how big is this Xuan?

How old is   ? Um? How old are you?

   I'm more than 18 years old, and before I reach 19, I'm a writer again, and I can make so much money!

   At this moment, Du Jingling felt that she had to re-evaluate Zhang Xuan's ability and potential.

   Intuition told her: If it goes on like this, this is a high-quality potential stock that has been declared properly!

  Du Jingling was uneasy, and Wu Guorui was no better, and couldn't help sighing: "Writing articles for two magazines, did you make so much money?"

  Du Shuangling explained: "Young Digest offers a manuscript fee of 220,000 words. He writes 2 articles a month, and he can get about 2,500 yuan from Youth Digest.

  The current remuneration of Zhiyin Magazine has been increased to 250,000 words, about 1300 per month.

   In addition, he usually contributes to more than ten newspapers, and can earn more than 2,000 per month. "

   "He also contributed to more than ten newspapers?" Wu Guorui asked again, not caring about the cigarette **** burning his hands.

   "Yeah." Du Shuangling responded, and pulled out more than ten different newspapers from her schoolbag for them, "The pen name is still March."

  The unsteady couple looked at each other, stopped talking, took the newspaper and read it.

  ps: It's been a month since the book was published, and the data is bleak!

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   (end of this chapter)