"How did you know?" Zheng Xiaoyun was stunned.
Liu Fusheng smiled and said: "I guess, beauty, you must have countless suitors in school, how can you not have a boyfriend?"
Zheng Xiaoyun's pretty face turned red, and she said: "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are a lot sweeter than before! But you guessed wrong, he is not my college classmate, he is two years older than me, and his family is in business... "
Sure enough.
Liu Fusheng nodded lightly. In this way, some information about his past life was correct. This boyfriend was a rich second-generation scumbag.
"Xiaoyun, I'm here to submit an article, can you help me read it?"
Liu Fusheng changed the subject and decided to take a long-term approach. After all, some things had not happened yet. Zheng Xiaoyun would not believe it even if he said it.
Zheng Xiaoyun said with a smile: "Okay, let me, the trainee editor, appreciate your literary talents today!"
After she took Liu Fusheng's manuscript, she didn't even return to the office and started reading it in the hall.
At first, Zheng Xiaoyun was a little careless. She looked at the title and joked: "'Those Things in the Ming Dynasty'? Old classmate, the title of your book is too casual!"
Liu Fusheng smiled slightly and motioned for her to continue reading.
Soon after, Zheng Xiaoyun stopped talking, and her pretty face gradually became serious...
After more than ten minutes, she finally finished reading the manuscript and said to Liu Fusheng with some unfinished thoughts: "Is that it? What about the rest?"
Liu Fusheng said: "I just started writing, but the number of words is not enough? Or is the quality not good enough?"
Zheng Xiaoyun praised: "The quality is absolutely no problem! Old classmate, it is no exaggeration to say that this is the most down-to-earth and most innovative manuscript I have ever seen! You are amazing! I think this book will definitely become a hit !”
"How come I didn't know before that your writing is so good? No, to be precise, it's not your writing, but your imagination. Your narrative style is the same as that of a regular chatterer, but what you say is all practical information! If the attraction of history textbooks If you add a millet to a rifle, the appeal of your book is equivalent to that of an intercontinental missile! You are so far ahead!"
Hearing such praise, Liu Fusheng did not have any emotional fluctuations.
Because "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" was an excellent bestseller that became popular all over the country a few years later, and it was reasonable for it to be praised by discerning editors.
"Then can I sign a contract? Old classmate, you are just a trainee editor. Do you want to show it to your chief editor?" Liu Fusheng asked with a smile.
"I'm sure I can sign the contract, no need for the editor to check!"
Zheng Xiaoyun was full of confidence, and then she said to Liu Fusheng with some embarrassment: "Old classmate, can you sign this book with me? Although I am only a trainee editor, the editor-in-chief takes good care of me, and I will do my best. Yes, we can provide you with the best contract terms!"
The performance of editors is the sales of the books they signed!
If you find a best-selling book, no matter the editor or the publisher, you have to fight for it!
Zheng Xiaoyun's job was introduced to her by her relatives. It is somewhat relevant in the publishing house, but in the final analysis, work still depends on performance!
Facing Zheng Xiaoyun's anxious gaze, Liu Fusheng smiled slightly and said, "Of course, we are old classmates. I can rest assured that I will leave my book to you!"
"Great!" Zheng Xiaoyun was excited and clenched her fists. As long as this book became popular, she would definitely be able to become a regular, and maybe even become the editor-in-chief quickly!
At this moment, a sinister voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them: "Who the hell are you? Do you want to die if you dare to pick up my girl?"
Liu Fusheng raised his eyebrows.
Zheng Xiaoyun's expression changed, and she turned around quickly and said, "Chen Jian, don't talk nonsense, this is my classmate!"
The person speaking behind him was a young man who was similar in height to Liu Fusheng and well-dressed. Liu Fusheng confirmed the identity of this person through Zheng Xiaoyun's conversation with him - Zheng Xiaoyun's rich second-generation boyfriend, the scumbag who caused her to commit suicide due to depression. !
Chen Jian looked Liu Fusheng up and down and said, "Classmate?"
"Hello, my name is Liu Fusheng, Zheng Xiaoyun's high school classmate." Liu Fusheng said calmly.
Chen Jian curled his lips and said, "How are you, Mr. Prime Minister? A poor guy like you wants to win over me?"
Zheng Xiaoyun stomped her feet angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! We are talking about work! Liu Fusheng is here to submit articles!"
Liu Fusheng thought to himself: Good guy, I don't like you, and I was thinking of finding trouble with you, but it would be better for you to scold me directly, then you would be sorry!
"A person like you is not worthy of Zheng Xiaoyun." Liu Fusheng stared at Chen Jian and decided to play straight.
"What? You have the guts to say it again!" Chen Jian suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was about to take action at any time.
Zheng Xiaoyun was also shocked by Liu Fusheng's words. She looked at the two men in front of her in surprise because of their tit-for-tat appearance.
Liu Fusheng twitched his lips and said, "Are you sure?"
Zheng Xiaoyun hurriedly went to pull Chen Jian: "Stop making trouble! This is my unit!"
Chen Jian looked around, pointed at Liu Fusheng and said: "Poor, do you know what I do at home? You are dressed in such a shabby way, and you still have the fucking nerve to say that I am not worthy? If Xiaoyun hadn't stopped me, I'll beat you to death in minutes!"
Liu Fusheng chuckled: "Three minutes."
three minutes?
Zheng Xiaoyun and Chen Jian were both stunned.
Liu Fusheng strode outside the publishing house, turned to look at Chen Jian and said, "In three minutes, I will teach you how to be a good person!"
Chen Jian was originally a rich second generation who fought and made trouble all day long. How could he endure such a violent attack? He immediately threw Zheng Xiaoyun away, took big steps, and rushed out!
"Little X bastard, you're looking for fucking death..."
Bang!
Before Chen Jian could finish his words, Liu Fusheng had already kicked him in the stomach, followed by a combination of punches to cover his head and face!
Liu Fusheng's work and living environment in his previous life determined that he had to endure a lot of mental pressure!
In order to relieve stress, he specially learned fighting training. Although it did not change his tragic fate, he still engraved those movements and skills firmly in his mind!
Now that he is reborn, his physical fitness has returned to its peak, and his skills are very sophisticated. Isn't it more than enough to defeat Chen Jian?
A minute later, Chen Jian hit his head with both hands and lay on the ground, feeling extremely confused!
He never dreamed that Liu Fusheng could be so good at fighting!
In front of the publishing house.
Liu Fusheng stared at Chen Jian's chest with his knees, raised his fist, and was about to hit him with a face full of peach blossoms, but Chen Jian suddenly begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong, please stop hitting him, I surrender!"
At this time, many people were watching nearby, and Zheng Xiaoyun also pulled Liu Fusheng's arm from behind...
After hearing this, she was stunned!
Zheng Xiaoyun knew that Chen Jian was usually very overbearing. He would scold anyone he saw and hit him when he opened his mouth. But she didn't expect that when facing Liu Fusheng, he didn't even hold on for three minutes, so he gave in?
Liu Fusheng didn't want to make the matter a big deal, so he stood up and said, "Go away."
Chen Jian quickly got up, not even paying attention to Zheng Xiaoyun who was helping him, and quickly ran into a car not far away. When the car started, he rolled down the window and cursed: "Little X bastard, what the hell are you doing?" I’ll wait, I’ll find someone to kill you!”
After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away!
Liu Fusheng walked into the publishing house again. Under the surprised eyes of everyone around him, he walked up to Zheng Xiaoyun and said, "Sorry, I couldn't hold it back!"
Zheng Xiaoyun was stunned, glanced at the direction in which Chen Jian fled in embarrassment, and sighed: "It doesn't matter, let's continue talking about the manuscript!"
"Aren't you angry with me?"
Zheng Xiaoyun smiled bitterly and said: "He is too arrogant, and he is asking for the beating. Besides, why should I be angry with a man who abandons me and runs away at the slightest disagreement?"
"..."
Liu Fusheng followed Zheng Xiaoyun to her desk, watched her prepare the contract expressionlessly, and said in deep thought: "Your relationship is not good, right?"
"Are feelings important?" Zheng Xiaoyun shook her head and said, "I just think that he can protect me and can be relied on, and that's enough... But I didn't expect that this man is unreliable... Forget it, let's not talk about him, let's sign the contract first A licensing agreement, this is a template, do you think it’s okay?”
When signing a contract with a publishing house, it is usually a standard contract. If the author is particularly good or the book is particularly good, the terms can also be negotiated individually.
Liu Fusheng turned over the agreement and said, "No problem."
Zheng Xiaoyun smiled and said: "You should do things with dignity. Leave the manuscript with me for now. I will try my best to get the best conditions for you. We can communicate at any time..."
"Okay." Liu Fusheng picked up the pen and signed his name on the authorization agreement.
Zheng Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, took a deep look at Liu Fusheng and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years. You have changed a lot."
Liu Fusheng smiled and said: "It's new every day, it's new every day, it's new every day."
At this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang, and the caller was Zhang Wenwen.
"Liu Fusheng, I want to talk to you." Zhang Wenwen's tone was stiff.
"good."
Liu Fusheng twitched his lips, and after hanging up the phone, he said to Zheng Xiaoyun, "I'll treat you to dinner another day."
