Haitian Publishing House

Chen Fang had been busy all morning and reviewed many of the manuscripts sent, feeling a little physically and mentally exhausted. At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, he saw that there were not many manuscripts left, so he got off work early and prepared to slowly review the remaining manuscripts at home.

Her home is rented on the seventh floor of Building B, Building B, Ziyuan Community, Hanlin Street, Hanjiang City. Her home is four bedrooms and one living room.

As soon as Chen Fang returned home, he saw a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old lying on the sofa, holding a cell phone in his hand, as if he was watching something, and he was very fascinated.

Chen Fang said, "Yang Hao, where is your sister?"

The boy named Yang Hao seemed to have not heard it, and was still looking at his cell phone.

Chen Fang walked over and snatched her phone: "I've known to read online novels all day long. What about your sister?"

When Yang Hao saw that his phone was taken away by his mother, he was just addicted to reading the novel, so he hurriedly said, "Where is she modifying the manuscript in your room? Return the phone to me quickly!"

"You! Read less of these novels on the Internet, learn from your sister, read pure literary works, and practice your writing style more. Your sister's writing style is more outstanding. You will publish a book for her in a few days!"

As he said that, Chen Fang returned the phone to Yang Hao, shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked into his bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a girl in purple dress sitting in front of the computer in the room. Chen Fang nodded, showed a look of relief, and walked to the girl in purple dress and said, "Zi Han? Haven't your "Dream Autumn" been modified yet?"

Yang Zihan Ying said crisply: "It has been modified, but am I thinking about an introduction?"

'Well, okay, good daughter, when you finish writing, I will publish a book for you immediately to see how your book potential is? Maybe it will sell well and become a first-class writer. Then your classmates will definitely envy you?" Chen Fang smiled.

"Mom, don't praise me. Who knows what happens after the book is published? What should I do if I can't sell it?" Yang Zihan curled her lips.

"How could it be? How smart is my daughter? Someone will definitely buy it. Besides, what are you afraid of if you can't sell it? Haitian Publishing House has your father's shares. What's the point of losing a little money?"

"I'm still quite nervous. By the way, mom, why did you get off work so early today?"

"I have reviewed the manuscripts and have not left much. I am a little tired, so I got off work early and prepared to read the remaining manuscripts at home slowly!"

"Oh, then do you want to use a computer? I'll let you finish your business"

"Well, it should be almost an hour, there are not many manuscripts!"

Yang Zihan stood up and asked Chen Fang to sit, while she was standing beside her to watch. Chen Fang opened the email address of the manuscript and looked at some manuscripts. She found that there were more. She took a casual look at it first, and then said "Huh!"? An email title attracted his attention.

The title is very simple, just a few words: "Aunt Fang, "The Legend of Wukong".

"This kid has really submitted his articles. It's only been two days, why is it so fast? Have you started writing before?" Chen Fang murmured.

"Mom, who is he?" Yang Zihan asked

"I am the nephew of an old classmate from many years ago. He is as old as you. He is also writing novels. He is serializing one on the Internet. That day, I went to my classmate's house and read his novels. The writing style is very outstanding. I asked him if he was interested in submitting articles, but he really submitted it?"

"As old as me? Still serializing novels on the Internet?" Yang Zihan suddenly became interested. She was able to write books at such a young age. Because she was influenced by her parents since she was a child, and she also liked writing, she became interested in writing novels. She didn't expect that there were people as old as she was writing novels?

"The Legend of Wukong is not about Journey to the West, is it?"

Chen Fang murmured. Although she had seen Lin Zijie's writing skills, she had not read the content seriously last time. She also felt a little expectant in her heart, and even thought in her heart, who is better than her daughter?

Open the content of the "Book of Wukong", read the introduction and said: "I want this day, I can no longer cover my eyes, I want this place, I can no longer bury my heart, I want this sentient beings to understand that I am proud, and that all Buddhas will disappear..."

"What a domineering introduction"

Chen Fang was a little shocked. This sentence made her passionate and full of attraction, and it already gave her a desire to keep watching.

Yang Zihan was also a little shocked. This introduction was extremely domineering, which also aroused her urge to browse.

Chen Fang started to read from the first chapter, and read it very seriously. He kept nodding. After reading about ten chapters, she came to a preliminary conclusion.

In her mind, this book "The Legend of Wukong" is generally quite good. It is similar to prose, but not at the top, and is at the upper and higher level, and has met the requirements for publication.

Yang Zihan also looked at the chapter carefully, but she felt a little confused, but some sentences and the content of the story made her laugh and want to laugh.

As she continued to read, Chen Fang read a few chapters again, but the more she read it, she became more and more shocked. She found that there were many sentences in this book that caused her to think deeply? Moreover, the writing styles of narrating from several different angles are relatively novel throughout the whole text. In this regard, it is better than many clichéd books.

"Daughter, how do you feel about this book?" After reading two chapters again, Chen Fang asked Yang Zihan and said,

"I can't see it, I don't understand what to say? But the characters in it run contrary to the original work of "Journey to the West", and I actually feel it is more real and more appropriate?" Yang Zihan said.

"Well, this book quotes from the original book and has changed many stories and original books. From several different angles, the story is not outstanding in the content. However, some of the words in the story are actually rich in philosophy. The person who wrote this book is very smart!"

Chen Fang gave an evaluation, then looked at his daughter and smiled and said, "Of course, compared to my daughter, it is still not as smart as my daughter. You two publish books together to read the potential of your two books. Which one is stronger?"

"I don't want to compare with him?" Yang Zihan said, but she was a little dissatisfied because she rarely heard her mother praise her, and she was a person of the same age as hers.

The manuscript of "The Legend of Wukong" was closed, Chen Fang stopped talking, took out her cell phone, and called Huang Mei'e.

The phone is connected.

"Hey, Huang Mei'e, I have reviewed the manuscript submitted by your nephew. I will ask him to come to the publishing house to talk to me tomorrow? The address is the 12th floor of the Center of Beimen Street Science and Technology Building!"

"What! Can his book really be published?" Huang Mei'e's surprised voice came from the other party.

"Well, he has a good writing skills, better than some second-rate writers."

"That's great? I'll tell him immediately when I go back!"

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On the other end of the phone, Huang Mei'e had just gotten off work from the clothing store. When she heard the news, she was delighted. She hurriedly got into the taxi and hurried back home.

A few minutes later, she returned home and headed straight for Lin Zijie's room, and saw him sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Zijie, Aunt Chen Fang asked you to go to Haitian Publishing House to find her tomorrow. The address is on the 12th floor of the Center of the Science and Technology Building. She said that your book can be published, so let you discuss it with her?" Huang Mei'e said.

Lin Zijie woke up with his sleepy eyes open and tried hard to get the manuscript for two days. He really made him feel tired. He fell asleep and said a little tired, "I know, aunt!" "Well, aunt is so happy for you. You can publish a book at such a young age. I have to tell your mother the news. Your mother will definitely be very happy to hear it?"

Huang Mei'e exited the room. As soon as she left the door, she couldn't wait to take out her cell phone, find the number from the phone book, and dialed it, but the phone was turned off and could not be connected, so she had to plan to report the good news tomorrow.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Lin Zijie got up and washed in the bathroom for a while. Huang Mei'e had already prepared breakfast, but she had already gone to work, while Qin Xue was still sleeping with her head covering.

After eating some breakfast, Lin Zijie went out and prepared to go to Haitian Publishing House. As for studying, he naturally skipped the class gloriously.

Taking Bus 42, about twenty minutes, the bus stopped at the center of the Science and Technology Building, Lin Zijie got off and headed straight for the building.

Walking into the building, taking the elevator, I soon arrived at the twelve floors.

There are five companies in these twelve floors, and Lin Zijie soon found Haitian Publishing House.

At the gate of the publishing house, a young girl in her twenties was calling. She looked at Lin Zijie with Qiushui's eyes and said, "Sir, who are you looking for? Have you made an appointment?"

"I'll find your editor-in-chief Aunt Chen Fang!" Lin Zijie said

"What's your name?" asked the young beauty.

"Lin Zijie"

The beauty checked the appointment report and found it quickly. Ying Qian said, "Well, the editor-in-chief's office turns to the fourth house on the right!"
Chapter completed!