Is this cash cow coming to an end?

    "Quick, tell me how many manuscripts Comrade Xiangyang sent before?" Sun Bo seemed to think of something, and hurriedly beckoned Chen Yuyi to talk.

    Chen Yuyi was also bewildered by his question. He quickly turned around in his mind and reported a number, "There are about six chapters left. This time, Comrade Xiangyang has sent a new manuscript of twenty chapters."

    Sun Bo quickly As he said, "We Weijiao Newspaper will publish an issue of Xiangyang's story column every three days, which means that it can last for a month or two." After calculating the account, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more at ease. In this case, Comrade Xiangyang actually gave them enough time to accept this matter.

    Looking back, Comrade Xiangyang has sent several manuscripts for this story one after another, and each time the number of words is quite large. Compared with the popular short story collections of this era, the story written by Comrade Xiang Yang is long enough, and it seems that it is acceptable to end at this time.

    With this kind of mentality in mind, Sun Bo stabilized his mind and looked at the paper on his hand again. At first, I was too excited, but now I calm down and read the letter back. Sun Bo still agrees with many of the views in it, and therefore admires Comrade Xiang Yang even more.

    In the past few months, the manuscript fee paid by their Weijiao Newspaper is not small, even a little higher than the market price. Comrade Xiang Yang believes that the story line and the world line have been completed, the characters have been fully formed, and everything that he wants to express has been expressed, and then he will finish it decisively, instead of trying to make more money. This alone deserves Sun Bo's admiration.

    In other words, he was in a situation like Comrade Xiangyang, and he himself could not guarantee which choice he would make. He pondered for a while and explained to Chen Yuyi, "It's an established fact that this story is over, and I can't fight for it any more. Comrade Xiangyang said in the letter that he hopes we can cooperate again if there is a chance, and he should still be quite satisfied with our Weijiao News Agency. He pointed to the letter on hand and said, "

    Yuyi, in this way, you can return the letter and settle the rest of the manuscript fee, and then sincerely express the sincerity of our Weijiao Newspaper Office. Comrade Xiangyang is welcome at any time." Submission. We are very much looking forward to his next work, if the quality can be the same as the previous one, we will not treat him badly."

    This is basically the greatest sincerity of the Weijiao Newspaper, and they also hope to keep it. This cash cow. Chen Yuyi nodded quickly and assured, "Director Sun, don't worry, I'll go back and write the reply, and try to send the letter as soon as possible."

    "Okay, let's go." Sun Bo waved his hand to let Chen Yuyi go out. , until the person walked away and no movement was heard, and a long sigh came from the office.

    But Xu Wanxiu was very leisurely, and she didn't plan to create a new story seamlessly. One is that there is no good inspiration for the time being, and the other is that you need to rest.

    Making money is a good thing, but in order to make money too much tension has not been rested, or this kind of continuous output work, I am afraid that it will leave hidden dangers to the body unknowingly.

    Taking into account the serialization time at the Weijiao Newspaper, Xu Wanxiu plans to give herself a month off to relax and collect some original materials for new stories. So suddenly, her daily life was much more relaxed.

    In addition to taking classes in the school during the day, Xu Wanxiu and Zhao Guoqiang can also go downstairs for a walk at night, and prepare for the next day's lesson plan when they come back.

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