Jie teaches the Immortal Sweeping Heaven’s Cultivation of All Heavens

Chapter 83 Those Years in Hong Kong 5
Although today's writing task was completed, Liu Qi decided to satisfy his brother after seeing Liu Qi's reaction.

After eating the curry beef brisket rice made by Liu Qi himself, Liu Heng wrote another three thousand words.

Explained the follow-up of the island country's integration into the Tang Dynasty.

Liu Qi looked extremely satisfied.

There is no one today who doesn’t hate island countries.

Liu Qi has always regretted that he was born 20 years too late and could not fight the islanders with his own hands.

The next day, Liu Qi asked Liu Heng to write peacefully at home, and he went to send the manuscript to the newspaper in person.

The two chose a newly established newspaper.

The owner of this newspaper is a rich man, the third eldest child in his family.

The ancestral business at home was not his turn, so he took the money and wanted to start a business of his own.

This young man named Feng bought several small newspapers and merged them into one large newspaper. He wanted to become the media king of Hong Kong Island.

In order to increase the sales and reputation of the newspaper, Mr. Feng was eager for talents. Not only did he hire their editor-in-chief from another major newspaper with a high salary, but he also paid extremely high remuneration to the contributors.

The best remuneration offered by another newspaper to novel authors is 80 yuan per 30 words, while the remuneration for new authors is only [-] yuan per [-] words.

The best remuneration offered to authors by Mr. Feng’s newspaper is 40 yuan per [-] words, and [-] yuan per [-] words for new authors.

Thousands of dollars to buy horse bones.

Therefore, there are many people submitting articles to the new newspaper, but the quality is worrying.

Those famous authors did not submit articles to the new newspaper. First, it was because of the human relationship between the boss of the old newspaper and them, but because the old newspaper had improved their treatment.They chose the old newspaper office.

The new newspaper has never received any amazing works, and the sales volume of the newspaper is far less than that of the old newspaper, which makes Mr. Feng very depressed.

On this day, Mr. Feng came to the newspaper office in person to inspect and was discussing with the editor how to win over famous writers. Suddenly an editor excitedly knocked on the door and entered, saying to the two of them: "Boss, editor, I found a good article."

Mr. Feng became interested and asked, "What's a good article? Let me have a look."

The editor immediately handed the manuscript to Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng took it and looked at it.

Then he was fascinated.

When the editor saw Mr. Feng's reaction, he was curious and took away the part of the manuscript that Mr. Feng had read.

One more person was fascinated.

Seeing the two people's reactions, the editor smiled.

It was the same with him before.

No way, this novel is so wonderful.

The author is so imaginative. How did he come up with the idea of ​​letting Ming Chengzu dress up as Tang Xuanzong?

After more than an hour, Mr. Feng and the editor-in-chief finished reading the manuscript, and they were still unsatisfied.

The editor-in-chief raised his head and immediately told the editor: "Zhang Sunyi, contact the author of this novel immediately and be sure to sign him. I will give you 50 yuan per thousand words."

Mr. Feng said: "No, give him one hundred yuan for every thousand words."

The editor-in-chief was surprised: "This is just a new author."

Mr. Feng: "When this novel is published, he will no longer be a new author, but a popular novelist. Why not make friends with him now and let him stay in our newspaper."

The editor-in-chief understood Mr. Feng's thoughts, stood up and said, "Then I will go see this person in person."

Mr. Feng also stood up: "I'll go too."

He was curious about someone who could write such a wonderful story.Liu Qi wrote the detailed address on the bottom of the envelope. Mr. Feng and the other three drove to the outside of the shop, got out of the car and walked into the shop.

Liu Qi and Liu Heng were both in the shop at this time. When they saw three people coming in, they thought they were here to buy furniture. Liu Qi stepped forward and said, "Do you want to order furniture?"

Zhang Sunyi said: "Little brother, we are looking for someone. Is Mr. Kongliu here?"

Liu Qi's eyes lit up when Zhang Sunyi asked about "Mr. Kong Liu".

Mr. Soryanagi is the pen name of his younger brother.

These three people knew that Mr. Soryanagi must be from the newspaper office, and they must have found him for the novel.

Liu Qi immediately called out: "Ahi, the people from the newspaper are here to find you."

Liu Heng came over and said to the three of them: "Hello, I am Mr. Kong Liu."

The three people's eyes widened, not believing what they saw.

Is the boy in front of me 15 years old?
Based on the novel's sophisticated writing style and exciting content, they speculated that the author of the novel was probably a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s and a scholar of history.

It turned out to be just a boy with no hair at all?

How can it be? !
The editor-in-chief said: "Little brother, stop joking, let's invite Mr. Kongliu out."

Liu Hiiragi had known that his age would make people suspicious. He took out the manuscript and handed it to the three of them: "I am really Mr. Sora Liu, and this is my manuscript."

After saying that, he took out the pen and paper, wrote a line of words on the white paper, and handed it to the three people to verify the handwriting.

The three of them read the contents of the manuscript, and then looked at the lines written by Liu Hieragi, and they were sure that the young man in front of them was indeed Mr. Kong Liu.

"This is really... a hero emerges from a boy!" the editor-in-chief sighed.

Mr. Feng immediately stepped forward and held Liu Hiiragi's hand: "Mr. Kong Liu, the novel you wrote is so good. I am already a fan of your book. Can you please write the follow-up?"

Liu Heng smiled and winked at his brother.

Liu Qi went up to the attic, took down the manuscript at the back of the novel, and handed it to Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng resisted the urge to read it immediately, put the manuscript away, and talked to Liu Hei about the signing.

Liu Hao had inquired about the market situation before and knew that the manuscript fee for new authors was only 30 to 40 yuan per [-] words, but Mr. Feng paid himself [-] yuan per [-] words, which was higher than the fee for the most popular authors, which shows their sincerity.

There was nothing to say, so Liu Hao directly signed a contract with Mr. Feng's newspaper.

This "Emperor's Crossing" was signed for serialization in Feng Gongzi's "Xiangjiang Daily". After that, Liu Zhi wrote other novels, and "Xiangjiang Daily" had the priority to publish them.

Mr. Feng not only has a newspaper in his name, but also a publishing house.

After "Emperor's Crossing" was serialized in "Xiangjiang Daily", Liu Heng handed over the entire manuscript to a publishing house under Mr. Feng's name for publication.

Mr. Feng was very happy when his goal was achieved, and invited Liu Tiao and Liu Qi to have dinner in a restaurant to celebrate.

Liu Heng agreed with a smile and took Liu Qi to eat delicious food together.

Since the store's business has become dull, the living standards of the two have dropped a lot.

The curry beef rice three days ago was the second time they had eaten meat this month.

Now that someone is treating me, I naturally want to take my brother to have a good meal.

Although the two of them were very greedy for meat, their etiquette at the dinner table was very good, so that Mr. Feng and the other three could not tell that they were greedy for meat.

Mr. Feng and the other three found that the Liu brothers' table manners were very standard, even better than those of many nouveau riche families. They couldn't help but guess that the two brothers had unusual identities and were probably the descendants of some down-and-out nobles.

After all, many dignitaries in the country were destitute because of the war.

(End of this chapter)