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Chapter 309 Two Conversations
what is the reason?
Song Ye was silent. It's not that he didn't know, but he couldn't say it.

Should I directly tell the supervisor that I want to upgrade, I need grades, and I need to work hard? Such a straightforward supervisor will only appreciate it, not agree with it, and some things cannot be said.

"Can you say it? Or do you not know the answer yourself?" Director Xu said after being silent for a while with Song Ye, his eyes sharpened at this moment.

"There is only one chance, I am willing to believe it." Hearing the supervisor's question again, Song Ye made up his mind in his heart, raised his head to meet the supervisor's sharp eyes, and said resolutely.

"There is only one chance?" Director Xu frowned, the sharpness in his eyes was obscured by the mist of doubt.

"Director, I only have one chance like this. Those who have not signed a contract, those who are popular, those who have a promising future and great potential, and those who really belong to me alone." Facing the supervisor's doubts, Song Ye didn't hesitate, and said lightly And resolutely said.

After listening to Song Ye's words, Supervisor Xu frowned even more. She understood what Song Ye said, but most of them didn't understand.

"You haven't encountered a good work in the future. The future is very long, and the opportunity is not just once." After thinking for a while, Director Xu said, his voice became a little softer. Song Ye and the hundreds of editors downstairs walked the road, she She has experienced this kind of mentality before, and she understands that on the road of editing, competition and opportunities are inversely proportional, and physical and mental exhaustion is not just talk.But she disagrees, after all, the future is really long.

"Director, the future is unknowable, and the opportunity is only in front of us. And..." Song Ye really went all out, and refuted the words of his superior again, his voice was still so gentle, but a little more relaxed.It's really easy to say something.

"And what, keep talking." Supervisor Xu glanced at Song Ye and said.

After letting the paused Song Ye continue, Director Xu leaned back, picked up the article "Maybe a lot, don't worry" and read it. I haven't read the one just published on the Internet. I read it now, and the printed version is the same.While reading the documents and listening to the reports of his subordinates, Director Xu is full of leadership at this moment.

"I have an intuition that if you don't sign this book, you will miss a lot. I said a lot, not referring to the potential of this book, but to something else. Let us regret it." Song Ye continued his speech and, using words that he himself felt a little inexplicable, what he said made Supervisor Xu look away from the manuscript again and look at him. Intuitively, it should be me at some point Words used?

Director Xu didn't pay attention to Song Ye immediately, and lowered his head again to look at the article in his hand. Song Ye stopped talking and just stood there. What he said just now was just casual, but now he filled it with an inexplicable reason. It's over, let's not talk, the room has entered a state of silence again.

"These are your reasons?" Director Xu asked Song Ye after finishing reading and putting down the paper in his hand.

"Yes." Song Ye nodded and said, and then he seemed to feel that these two words were not enough, and repeated the sentence he had just said, "You only have one chance, and it won't come again."

"I understand. The combination of the reasons you mentioned and some reasons you didn't mention is the reason why you believed in the potential of this book and the author's words?" Director Xu said with a nod.

"Also, it's better to continue for several months." Song Ye added.This is the truth, which is different from the smooth-talking part in the middle just now, and this is also the reason.Although the dozens of text messages in a few months did not take much effort, I really had some thoughts. It was very tiring to type the content and remember the date.There are thoughts in my heart, like shackles on my body.

"I've also heard about what you insisted on these past few months, but let's talk about the reality." Director Xu originally wanted to say something directly, but decided to speak with facts.

"Do you think these conditions are possible?" Director Xu said as he patted the two pieces of paper that Song Ye handed over first.

Song Ye was slightly silent. He knew what Director Xu was asking and what he was talking about, and the question returned to the original point again.

"Are you still insisting?" Seeing that Song Ye didn't speak.Director Xu continued to ask.

"Director, I insist." Song Ye said, silence Bin does not mean change.Surrender, silence may also be to make yourself more determined.

"What do you use to insist? If something goes wrong, can you afford it?" Director Xu said bluntly, almost saying that there are some things that he can't talk about.

Song Ye has entered a state of silence again. He really can't afford it. At least in terms of compensation, it will definitely make people upset.And it's very disturbing.But if he gave up, he would really not be reconciled. From being ignored, to contacting, from the second essay to drafting the contract, from the downstairs office lobby to the supervisor's office, there are too many things involved in it. Persistence, persistence without hope, persistence with...

After thinking about it, Song Ye made a decision again, or in other words, consolidated the thoughts in his heart, don't give up, since the burden exists, and the person is still alive, he will eventually be able to bear it.

"Director, I think I can afford it. I am willing to bet this time for 20 years. If something goes wrong, I will bear the losses in the agency alone. I don't need salary for 20 years. I only need some due subsidies. Even, I I can accept a number, the number of tasks that must be completed every year. I only want this time, this contract." Taking a deep breath, Song Ye said, speaking slowly, but giving people the feeling that is indomitable.One paper contract, twenty years, this is really a big gamble.

"Is it worth it to gamble 20 years on a collection of short essays that are completely non-deterministic?" Supervisor Xu took a deep look at Song Ye and asked. In 20 years, she had to be moved, how many decades, 20 years in life.Time flies by like a fleeting horse, with 20 years to bet on an unnamed future, let alone a 50.00% possibility, it is an 80.00% possibility, how many people are willing to bet?
"Twenty years of ordinary times are replaced by bright or busy 20 years. The time is evened out, and I have made money in terms of content." Song Ye said, listening to the humor, but it is even more shocking.

"You are not married yet. It is because of the house. The house in Kyoto is not cheap. You still have a long way to go. If you spend 20 years like this, your life will be longer and more difficult." Director Xu After calming down for a while, he said.What he said was incoherent, but Song Ye understood. Director Xu was talking about reality and future reality, but he didn't keep silent, nor did he think. He didn't dare, he was afraid that he might change his mind.

He said directly.

"Director, I have confidence in Mr. Lin's essays, I have confidence in the popularity of a bowl of soup on the Internet, I have confidence in our agency's ability to operate, and most importantly, I have confidence in myself. This time I bet, I will definitely Win, the situation you're talking about doesn't actually exist."

Director Xu was silent again, this time she was not thinking, but she found that she had nothing to say, and if she objected, the subordinate in front of her should become an employee of someone else's family.

"I agree with this contract. You should complete the official documents and sign the contract with Mr. Yiwantang as soon as possible." After a while, Director Xu said.

"Yes, supervisor, I'll do it right away." Song Ye nodded solemnly.

"Wait." Supervisor Xu stopped him.

"Is there anything else the supervisor needs to do?" Song Ye stopped in his tracks.

"I'll draft a document later. About your 20-year affairs, you are ready to sign, and I will send it to the Legal Department for filing." Director Xu said bluntly, if you dare to bet, I will accept it.

"Yes, supervisor." Song Ye nodded and said, he didn't blame his supervisor in his heart. His behavior like this is also causing trouble for the leader. It is already quite good if the leader agrees. If the words are all the same as the past, then it is really unreasonable.

"If you succeed this time, I will bring the matter to a meeting in the club for discussion, and you will be upgraded. The specific situation depends on the data that a bowl of soup can create." Nodding, Director Xu continued.

"Yes, supervisor." Song Ye nodded again, but the mood was always different between the two times.

"Go." Director Xu issued the order to evict the guest.

"Yes." Song Ye obeyed the order, turned around, left the office and returned to his job.

"It's my own fear, maybe a lot, don't worry, a bowl of soup, I hope these essays of yours really deserve these song requirements, otherwise this child will be too miserable." Moving his eyes to the four pieces of paper left by Song Ye, Manager Xu sighed.

And she looked at the computer, opened the file, sighed, sighed, and the agreement belonged to the agreement, and they should not be confused.

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The afternoon sunlight gently penetrated through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the wall to form tiny spots of light, as if forming a starry sky together with the wall.It's just that the starry sky during the day can never compare to the brilliance of the starry sky at night.

On the side of the light spot, Lin Feng was looking at the new message, which was Song Ye's message.

"It seems that this Mr. Song wants to be efficient in handling things. He promised to reply at [-]:[-], and the negotiation is over." After reading the message, Lin Feng said to himself, There seemed to be some surprise in the words.Yes, it was a surprise, but Lin Feng was shocked. He knew his own business. As an editor-in-chief, he knew the situation quite well. He knew that the conditions he proposed were not a problem for Lin Feng, but It is a big deal for a bowl of soup. The same person with two names is two situations, and the difficulty of the two is very different, but this Mr. Song really made it for a bowl of soup. A bowl of soup Is your name so useful?Lin Feng really wanted to know the answer. Of course, what Lin Feng wanted to know was what exactly did this Mr. Song do to get it done so quickly.

"Forget it, there are talents from Jiang's generation, don't worry about it, if possible, we can cooperate for a long time in the future, it's better than sending letters and documents back and forth." After scanning the message again, Lin Feng said to himself naturally.

Crack, crack, crack... crack!
After typing on the keyboard for a while, Lin Feng sent the reply letter to Song Ye. He rejected Song Ye's promise to meet in two days and sign the contract. He found another date, and he really didn't have time recently.

……

Crack...crack, crack!

After sending the last message 'Mr. Song, see you later', Lin Feng ended his communication with Song Ye, everything was settled, and we will meet in a few days.Through this series of conversations, both parties have already learned that the other party is in Kyoto, so the meeting will naturally be arranged.

After closing the ee dialogue window and adjusting the page, Lin Feng started typing again. What was typed on the screen were not words, but musical notes. Lin Feng was carrying the accompaniment of the new song.

……

Three hours ago, in Ying Hua's No. [-] room, Lin Feng was having a conversation with Ying Hua.

"Ying Hua, your time is running out, hurry up!"

"Brother Feng, since when did you become a part-time fortune teller? Can you leave a way for the big guy?"

"What do you mean?"

"You do that job, that job is hot, but the heat is on your side, which makes it difficult for your colleagues to do it. You said that if you do it all, what will the big guys do in the future? Don't you have to lose your job?"

"Fuck you, you don't have a high level of wearing a high hat. And I don't work part-time as a fortune teller."

"Brother Feng, you must be honest, especially for a famous celebrity like you. Honesty is the foundation. If you don't work part-time as a fortune teller, how do you know that I don't have much time?"

"Ying Hua!"

"Brother Feng, what's the matter?"

"How did you get into Longteng University?"

"Brother Feng, your question hurts my self-esteem. Although I am not the champion, I still have money in my stomach. I think back then..."

"Stop, don't mention your bravery back then, hurry back to normal, it's not like you're pretending to be ignorant and cute."

"Brother Feng, you can make me not brave back then, but you can't say I'm pretending to be cute, pretending to be..."

"Stop, red card, your mouth can stop serving, just keep your ears open, listen to me." He is still too young, no matter how famous he is, he can't hold back face to face, face to face, but face to face.

"When I went out to hang out in school, I went to the bulletin board, and then I saw an announcement posted a few days ago, calling for new and old students to come up with a program, that's right, you are sure to be right with your eyes, that is The student union of Longteng University is calling for the program of the welcome party. The world of the welcome party has already been determined, and next Monday night, that is to say, you still have two more days to get familiar with, practice and recite this manuscript .Even if you just received the manuscript from me in the morning, if you want to participate in this year's welcome party, you must be proficient. Even if you don't go, you can't go up and throw away the manuscript. Yes, the manuscript is thrown away. I can't afford that manuscript, such a good manuscript can't be ruined by you. Well, if you have anything to say, you can say it."

"Brother Feng, although you are very powerful, you can't underestimate me like this. A good manuscript will never be ruined if it is handed over to me. I am very confident. Although it has only been more than two days, I am still full of confidence and will never Shame on you, brother Feng, don't worry."

"Success and failure can't be said with words, um, you are in a special situation, special industry and special treatment, but confidence in any situation can't be said with words, so please don't make random promises, brag everywhere, please speak with facts .”

"Brother Feng, just watch it when the time comes. I will definitely perform well. As long as you don't participate, with my eloquence, talent, and your manuscript, I will be absolutely invincible. See if I bring a Big applause for us [-], imagine our dormitory at that time..."

"I attended."

"Huh? Brother Feng, what did you say?"

"I said I will attend this orientation party."

"Hey, Brother Feng, haven't you made up your mind? Why are you going to participate again so soon? I can't accept it for a while."

"I didn't at first, I didn't think about it during the military training, and I had other things after returning to school, but just now I ran into Mr. Chen who came to see me in front of the bulletin board. He represented the school and wanted me to participate. Until just now, I just thought about it. Halfway through the pass, and then I heard you say that you want to bring the applause to [-], so I figured it all out, I have to participate. I can’t let you pass the pass, and get the first place in the selection of the program, it’s too easy for you It's not good, you need to concentrate on practicing the cooperation of mouth, expression, voice, etc., and you can't be too affected by other things. I'm not afraid that you don't have willpower, but I'm afraid that your willpower will not be able to be used at that time. After all, the enthusiasm of fans is contagious, although we Longteng students will not be that crazy."

"I understand Brother Feng, but I don't understand. Isn't I going to take the first step? Why don't I need to show off so early now?"

"Longteng New Year's Party is a suitable stage, a very good stage. It is for you to take the first step, but it is not for you to take the first step to become famous. It is for you to practice the first step on the stage. Now you say It’s very fun, but it’s no different on the stage, it’s very lively off the stage, it’s too common to be blushing on stage, although your mental quality is very strong, you still need to hone it after all.”

Life is not about addition and subtraction, and the joy in private cannot change the embarrassment of not being able to get on the stage.Using your own performance to give people a sharp contrast is the greatest irony to yourself.

"That's very reasonable. Brother Feng, what are you going to do? Talk about cross talk or, uh, singing." Ying Hua's voice was very sharp. It was a sign that he couldn't control his emotions. He was too excited. Under Lin Feng's guidance, Lin Feng's identity that was deliberately ignored jumped out again. Singer, a singer with a high gold content, in the eyes of fans, his identity is higher than that of a writer.

"Feng, Feng, brother Feng, are you going to sing on the stage at the welcome party?" This was a reconfirmation.

"Is there a problem?"

"Brother Feng, you are a singer, shouldn't you be more grand and reserved, why..."

"At that time, I will be more reserved. I must dress differently from usual. I can't wear my eyes. I must be reserved. Otherwise, I will not live very peacefully in the future."

"Brother Feng, I, I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about your worth, so suddenly singing on the welcome stage of Longteng University, isn't it a bit..."

"At school, my first identity is a student of Longteng University, and the others are behind. Okay, let's stop here for these topics. It is now eleven o'clock. From now until lunch time, I will Let me tell you what you need to pay attention to in this cross talk, it's only been two days, so get nervous."

"Let's talk first..."

　Five thousand.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)