At this moment, Wu Xia happened to ride over. She heard the man mention Xu Guoping's name and asked curiously: "Comrade, are you looking for Xu Guoping?"
When the man turned around and saw Wu Xia, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to see such a beautiful girl in the army compound, and his tone of voice suddenly became more polite.
"Hello, I'm here to see Platoon Commander Xu. Do you know him?"
"I know him. Who are you and what do you want from him?" Wu Xia asked.
Ding Wenmin's eyes lit up when he heard that Wu Xia knew Xu Guoping, and he said to her: "That's right, my surname is Ding, and I am the editor of the newspaper. A few days ago, he sent us a letter to contribute. After reading it, I felt He wrote very well, so I wanted to come over and meet him.”
Normally, editors will not come to see the author specifically to publish an article.
After Ding Wenmin received the submission, he felt that the author whose pen name was Wu Xia had a high integrity of the story and a very smooth writing style.
The most important thing is that he, an editor who has reviewed countless manuscripts, wants to see the follow-up development of the story. The publication of this article will definitely increase the sales of the newspaper, Ding Wenmin made a judgment in his heart.
So he submitted the manuscript directly to the editor-in-chief. After the editor-in-chief reviewed the manuscript, they decided to sign a contract with Wu Xia.
Ding Wenmin wrote a reply to Xu Guoping as quickly as possible according to the address on the envelope. According to his understanding, the name Wu Xia on the manuscript paper should be the pen name of the letter writer Xu Guoping.
Originally, he thought he would receive a reply in the next few days, but the mailed letter was like falling into the sea, with no reply at all.
Ding Wenmin became a little anxious. He was afraid that the author was submitting his manuscript overseas. There were many magazines and newspapers of this type in his city, and he did not want to let go of this promising seedling.
In addition, Ding Wenmin's family lives in the town, so he took a car back from the city early this afternoon and wanted to chat with Wu Xia.
"Are you the editor of the Evening News?" Wu Xia confirmed.
"Yes, I didn't lie to you. Look, this is my work ID." Ding Wenmin said, taking out his work ID from his jacket pocket.
Wu Xia saw the clear large steel seal on the work permit, and then he believed that the person in front of him was really the editor of the newspaper.
"Do editors come to the house these days?" Wu Xia whispered.
By the way, the editor is here to find you, right?
Then why did he ask Xu Guoping by name? Could it be that Xu Guoping also submitted the article?
Wu Xia asked cautiously: "Is the person you are looking for named Xu Guoping or Wu Xia?
"Aren't Xu Guoping and Wu Xia the same person?" Ding Wenmin asked.
"Of course you're not alone, so who are you looking for?"
Only then did Ding Wenmin realize that he had just made a mistake. He quickly said to Wu Xia: "The person I am looking for is Wu Xia. The last signature of the submission contains these two words."
Wu Xia laughed when she heard this. She said to the sentry: "This comrade is here to see me. Can I take him in?"
The sentry said: "In this case, let this comrade register here before you can take him in."
After Ding Wenmin registered, Wu Xia pushed his bicycle and led Ding Wenmin to where he lived.
While walking on the road, Ding Wenmin asked anxiously: "Comrade, are you Wu Xia?"
"Yes, I am. Editor Ding, what do you want to see me for?" Wu Xia felt anxious after asking.
I wonder if there will be good news waiting for me.
Ding Wenmin hurriedly asked: "Comrade Wu Xia, have you received the letter from our newspaper to you? Do you still plan to sign a contract with us?"
"Letter? What letter? I never received the letter." Wu Xia said.
"This is strange. Calculating the date, the letter should have been mailed here about three or four days ago. How come you didn't receive it? Could it be that the letter was lost?"
Ding Wenmin felt relieved when he saw that Wu Xia had not received the letter. From the looks of it, it was not that Wu Xia refused to sign the contract and did not reply, but because she did not receive the letter at all.
"Then do you want to sign a contract with our newspaper?" Ding Wenmin asked again.
After hearing what he said, Wu Xia had an idea.
In her previous life, she had signed many contracts with website editors. At this stage, she knew that signing the contract was a sure thing, but she just didn't know how much money the newspaper society would give her.
Wu Xia said to Ding Wenmin: "Editor Ding, there is no rush in this matter. I will talk to you in detail later."
The two of them came to the door of the house while talking. Wu Xia brought a strange man home from the compound. Many people looked at her, and everyone cast curious glances at her.
Wu Xia took out the key and unlocked the door, then walked in with Ding Wenmin. She said to Ding Wenmin: "Editor Ding, sit down for a moment while I boil some water for you to make tea."
Ding Wenmin quickly waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be so polite. I just want to confirm my intention to sign with you today."
Seeing that he was anxious, Wu Xia also sat down.
She said to Ding Wenmin: "Editor Ding, thank you very much for coming today, otherwise I would have missed this good opportunity. I would like to ask the newspaper what publishing method and what price will it pay to sign a contract with me?"
Ding Wenmin thought about it and replied: "Because this is our first cooperation and you did not provide a complete manuscript, we need to see the complete manuscript before we can give you the final price."
He paused, and seeing Wu Xia patiently listening to what he said, he continued: "Now I can give you a thorough explanation. The only thing missing from your manuscript is the finale. The whole text has about a For six to seven thousand words, the price we will give you is between fifty and seventy yuan."
Wu Xia nodded. One article could almost cover one-third of an ordinary worker's monthly salary. The price the newspaper paid her was not low.
Seeing that she was silent, Ding Wenmin thought that she was not satisfied with the price he had given, and said to Wu Xia: "Although the price we gave is not too high, our newspaper sales volume is the largest in the city, and we can sell it quickly." Let everyone know you, so more people may ask you to write.”
In Ding Wenmin's understanding, a good author can write at most 20,000 words in a month. The income of an article written with such painstaking efforts is less than 200 yuan, and the manuscript fee is indeed not high.
He was afraid that Wu Xia would be too young and unwilling to continue writing, so he began to draw cakes for her.
"Also, the editor-in-chief is also very optimistic about your article. We have decided to publish it in four installments in a serial format. In this way, it can be published in about four weeks.
During this period, if you have new manuscripts, we will give priority to review your manuscripts, and if newspaper sales increase, we can also increase your manuscript fees. "
After speaking, Ding Wenmin pushed up his glasses and waited for her answer.
