good old days

Chapter 507 Strike

After finalizing the cooperation with Zhou Qi, the couple went home and talked about it with Wang Sumei.

What opinions can Wang Sumei have? She just needs to sell things and take care of them.

"You two can make the decision. You have to pay attention to buying a yard. What's the yard like in the New South Campus over there at your school? I want to see it."

Chen Yi: "When Zhou Qi writes the letter, if they still sell it, we will take a look."

He remembered that there were seven rooms in the yard, and the open space in the yard was also 70 to 80 square meters. If he bought it, Song Yahui's residence would be directly solved, the goods could be piled directly in the yard, and he and Jiang Xinyu could have separate rooms.

Jiang Xinyu was so excited that she couldn't sleep at night. She could still happily clean up the child after it made him poop.

The next day, she took the reading material she made to the Fine Arts Publishing House and waited for nearly two hours before meeting the editor.

At the desk, the editor-in-chief flipped through a few pages and then stopped, "Readings in Chinese mixed with English? You remove the English and bring it back again. Wait until next year, when the club has more funds, we will evaluate you again. Whether this reading is publishable.”

Jiang Xinyu: "...?"

Is that wrong?

"Editor-in-Chief, there is no such kind of Chinese-English reading book on the market. This book is just for..."

The editor-in-chief stretched out his hand to interrupt her, "It's precisely because it doesn't exist that I asked you to remove it. Look at the books published by our publishing house. How can there be such a thing? The paper size is within the regulations, but the cost of color is not low. You also Without fame, it is risky to put it into the market after publishing it. To be honest, I wouldn’t even take the time to see you if it weren’t for the fact that you are a Huaqing University student.”

Jiang Xinyu saw the impatient look on his face, so naturally she felt unhappy in her heart. He had just looked at her a few times, but she didn't feel respected, but the editor was right, they came to see her because of their reputation as a college student.

If her book does not have English, it will lose the original intention of making it.

And according to the editor's opinion, even if she removes the English language, there is a high chance that this book will not be published due to various reasons.

Seeing her expression visibly dimming, the editor realized that her attitude just now was a bit irritable, so he calmed down and said, "Classmate Jiang, your idea is quite good. The color matching on every page looks very comfortable, but we publish The publisher cannot take risks and set this precedent. You have to know that anything that has never appeared on the market is risky. Moreover, our publisher has many restrictions on what can be published and how much can be distributed. If you want to publish in English, you should be more formal. These should not be in a casual form such as pictures and text, combining Chinese and English, and should not come to our art publishing house. Serious English readings should go to publishing houses like the Humanities Society."

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "Okay, I understand. Thank you editor-in-chief for taking the time to come see me."

The editor nodded and said politely: "Your content is very innovative, the colors are eye-catching, and the painting style is lively. If you specialize in comic strips, I will give you a chance."

After leaving the publishing house, Jiang Xinyu let out a sigh of relief.

There was a bookstore on the street not far away. When she came out, she had several newspapers from different publishers with detailed addresses and zip codes printed on them.

She was shocked by the editor-in-chief just now, but she didn’t want the things she worked so hard to be wasted like this. She was going to make a few black-and-white copies, draw a few color ones, and write her name on every piece of paper. She submitted her name to several different art publishing houses. If it failed, she would forget about it and think about something else.

In Stone Alley, Grandma Zhang was sitting at the door sewing the soles of her shoes. When she saw her coming back, she hurriedly shouted: "Don't go back yet. The postman came to deliver the letter today. If you have your letter, I will collect it for you."

The letter was from Chen Xiuyun.

In the letter, her mother said that she went to the city to take the exam a few days after they left, and she passed the exam. The No. 1 Middle School was also willing to accept Xiaochuan to attend school. After the accommodation issue was arranged, she went to teach at the No. 1 Middle School. .

After talking about his own affairs, Chen Xiuyun also talked about Fan Tao's affairs in the letter. Fan Tao was indeed burned to ashes, and Jiang Cuicui’s family brought his ashes home for burial.

Everyone involved in that incident was brought to justice. Jiang Cuicui beat a public official, but the comrade was not held accountable.

"...After Fan Tao was buried, your aunt's family came to the house to thank you and asked me to help them say thank you. She also said that Comrade Jia Hong, who she beat, was also involved in that incident, but he was not Something happened. Although I don't know if I can believe what she said, Song Guifang's brother Song Zhikun also came to our house and said that Jia Hong had investigated your and Chen Yi's files and said that he had a bad reputation and asked us to be careful about him. On the afternoon when I came back from the city exam, Zhang Lanxiang, who lives next door, said that a strange man in his thirties came to the village to inquire about you. I suspected that it was that person. Fortunately, you didn't come back twice throughout the year, so there should be nothing wrong with you... "

Jiang Xinyu frowned after reading it.

In his mind, he recalled Jia Hong's malicious and aggressive eyes that made people physically uncomfortable.

Dou Haiyang and his party all paid their due price, but Jia Hong is still fine.

Maybe Fan Tao's matter really had nothing to do with him, but those disgusting eyes and Song Zhikun's reminder made her seriously doubt that this man was alive and that he might have broken the law.

It's a pity that she can't seem to do anything.

Everyone in the family was busy, so she prepared the meal in advance and simmered it in the pot until they all came back.

When everyone was gathered, she told Fan Tao's story and Jia Hong's story, which was unclear. Speaking of it would make people worry, so she hid it.

Wang Sumei sighed and said: "Fortunately, the truth has come out, but it's a pity that Fan Tao suffered at such a young age."

Song Yahui gnawed on the chicken cake, recalling Fan Tao's lack of energy in school in the past, and then thinking about the fact that everyone else was gone, she felt a little melancholy.

A few people were eating in the courtyard, Jiang Xinyu was keeping accounts, and Chen Yi came in holding Jiang Yan who was looking for his mother.

"How was your visit to the Art Publishing House today?"

Jiang Xinyu was a little embarrassed to say that she was very excited when she was painting. Everyone who saw it said it was good, and she herself was full of confidence. What was the result? It's a bit shameless.

After she explained the situation, he pondered for a moment and then said, "Would you like to try investing in a few more publishing houses?"

He read the reading material. The content was positive, full of childlike interest, and it also allowed him to learn English. It was actually quite good.

Jiang Xinyu: "That's my plan too."

The child grabbed her collar and prevented her from doing anything, so she simply handed him the letter from her mother.

"I didn't tell you about Jia Hong's situation. I met him once. He is a bit evil and doesn't look like a good person. Song Zhikun said..."

Chen Yi read the letter and said, "If you can't go back to your hometown in the future, it's better not to go back."

What happened with Yao Xianmin is a lesson. If he went abroad and something happened to her back home, wouldn't he be beyond his reach?

She nodded, "I know."

(End of this chapter)