OK! OK! Thank you!" Huang Daozhou said.

"By the way, you haven't mentioned the name and general content of the new book yet!" Editor Yuan asked.

"The book title is "Yue Fei Without Injustice", which is also a time travel theme. It tells the story of a contemporary young man traveling to the late Northern Song Dynasty, making friends with Yue Fei, killing Zhang Bangchang, Qin Hui, and establishing a socialist republic with Jing Kang!"

"Ha! The subject matter of this story is great! I can't wait to see your new work."

"Then please give me some advice!"

"I dare not take the advice, I will read it seriously."

"Please, come to Sanshui County again when you have time! Goodbye!"

"It must be! Goodbye."

The current hydraulic component factories have developed many outsourced units, including self-employed individuals, township and village-run small factories, and many roughly processed low-end parts are no longer produced by themselves.

However, the finished parts sent by the outsourced unit must be inspected by the quality inspector before they can be put into the warehouse. In order to prevent the quality inspector from favoring one or the other, Huang Daozhou and Shen Shunchang often conduct random inspections in person.

The quality control is unwilling to stay verbally. The hydraulic component factory started to do it personally since the factory director, and of course the young workers kept it in mind.

Five days later, Zhou Xiaoyan found Huang Daozhou who was inspecting work in the material preparation workshop and asked him to go to the office to answer the long-distance call, telling him that it was called by Editor Yuan of "Legend of the Contemporary and Ancient".

Huang Daozhou was able to handle the products and negotiate supply contracts of tens of millions of yuan with foreign countries, but at this moment he was extremely nervous.

Because I calculated the time, Editor Yuan should have received and read the manuscript he wrote. Suddenly, he called and would definitely discuss this matter.

Huang Daozhou came to the office and calmed down, picked up the microphone and said, "Hello Editor Yuan, I am Huang Daozhou!"

"Director Huang, I have not only read the manuscript of your new book, but also the editor-in-chief Wang and editor-in-chief Qian. We unanimously recognize that this opening is fascinating, grand and grand, and written very well.

Our editorial department unanimously agreed to serialize this work immediately after "The Rise of a Great Power at the End of Ming Dynasty" and use our resources to promote it. How many words do you expect "Yue Fei is Not Injustice" can be written?"

At this moment, Huang Daozhou, who was so excited that he couldn't speak at all, and he was breathing heavily.

"Director Huang, our editor-in-chief said that our editorial department will calculate the royalties for your second manuscript for 60 yuan per thousand words. I have transferred the manuscript fees of 30,000 words. Remember to check them."

"Oh hey! Thank you, thank you so much."

"No need to thank you. This is what you deserve. I have sent you the contract contract. Look, if there is no difference, please sign and send it back.

By the way, you haven’t said how many words are you planning to write in “Yue Fei’s Not Injustice”?”

"It should be no less than 800,000 words!"

"800,000 words? Director Huang, your popularity and appeal are extraordinary. It's a bit too little to write 800,000 words!"

"Don't worry, I will write as much as possible and strive to write about the same length as "The Rise of the Great Powers at the End of Ming Dynasty."

"That's right. Your work is so popular that it should satisfy readers as much as possible!"

"I understand all these, I will definitely spare no effort!"

"Okay, then I won't say much, goodbye!"

"Yeah! Yeah! Come to Sanshui County again when you have time! Goodbye!"

The other party put down the phone, and the overly excited Huang Daozhou had not yet come to his senses, holding the microphone and staring in a daze.

"My manuscript has been adopted, and people have transferred the manuscript fees. Isn't this true? Is it so easy to be a writer?"

Huang Daozhou sat down and picked up the teacup and took a big sip. The fragrance of Longjing entered his throat, making him realize that this moment was not a dream.

"Hahaha... I'm the writer Lun Feng's pen now, and it's like a fake one, hahaha..."

"Director Huang, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Xiaoyan, who was working next door, suddenly heard the laughter and ran over immediately.

She, the deputy director of the office who is in charge of work, is loyal to her duties and always pays attention to the zodiac. She knows that only by taking the zodiac as the center can she sit steadily. She also looks forward to removing the word "deputy" by the end of the year.

Often when Huang Daozhou shouts, she can arrive in seconds.

"Haha, nothing, I'm happy."

"What's the good news?"

"The Legend of the Contemporary and Ancient" sent me a manuscript fee."

"This is a matter!" Zhou Xiaoyan knew that Huang Daozhou would receive a large royalty fee every two months, and already knew that the royalty fee was actually Huang Han's.

Huang Daozhou was a little proud, and he emphasized: "This time it's my own royalty!"

"Ah? Yours? I can't understand?"

"Haha, I started writing. A few days ago, I sent the 30,000 words from the beginning to the editorial department of "Legend of the Contemporary and the Contemporary" and called today.

I said that my manuscript was quite wonderful, and the manuscript fee and publishing contract were sent. I also hope that I would write as long as possible, preferably no less than the number of words in "The Rise of the Great Powers at the End of Ming Dynasty".

"Ah? You are so awesome, congratulations!"

At this moment, Zhou Xiaoyan's eyes were filled with little stars, and her expression was so tempting. If the Huang Daozhou opened her arms at this time, she would definitely jump into the forest like a bird.

Huang Daozhou couldn't help but feel nervous, and he thought of Huang Han's warning like a conditioned reflex.

He quickly turned his head, and did not look at Zhou Xiaoyan, who had a pretty face white and red face, and his watery eyes stared at him. He said, "Go and notify Director Shen, I want to talk to him about employee training!"

Zhou Xiaoyan went out, Huang Daozhou shook his head as she looked at her energetic back, and said to himself: "Huang Han is right, temptation is everywhere! It takes a lot of concentration to keep yourself clean!"

After a while, Shen Shunchang, who was sweating profusely in his labor cloth work clothes, followed Zhou Xiaoyan. On the way, he had already heard about the manuscript.

He said sincerely: "Director Huang, you are too capable."

Huang Daozhou felt really proud at this moment. He pretended to be relaxed and said: "What's the matter? My son can write it, of course I can!"

"It's also inherited by writing! My son can inherit me..."

"Haha..." Zhou Xiaoyan smiled so hard that she said, "Director Shen, you are wrong. I will have my son first."

"I mean my son inherited my literary talent and wrote a long piece."

"Director Huang said that this is the origin of family education. I didn't believe it very much before, but now I believe it completely."

"Director Huang, congratulations! This time it's not an impostor, but a true reputation. How much does the editorial department of the editorial department calculate the manuscript fee?"

"The editorial department of "Legend of the Contemporary and Ancient" also settled the accounts for me at 60 yuan and one thousand words, and I wrote 30,000 words at the beginning."

"It's a waste of life, 1,800 yuan! Director Huang, how long did it take for you to write 30,000 words?"

"It's less than half a month!" Huang Daozhou calculated.

"Making so much in half a month? The writer is so rich!"
Chapter completed!