"Chaoyang, we have to go to Baiquan City." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"What are you doing?" Fang Chaoyang asked in confusion.

"Chunxiao called me. She read the book written by Yueqing. She was quite moved and read it to the editor-in-chief of the magazine. The editor-in-chief was very interested and asked him to go over and discuss the specific price in person." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"This is a good thing!" Fang Chaoyang said happily.

"I'm hesitating whether to take Yueqing with me."

"No need, her body is still recovering, and she is too tired all the way." Fang Chaoyang said.

"Then let's go to her house first. There must be a power of attorney, otherwise there will be no way to discuss it." Hai Xiaozhou said anxiously.

After having breakfast in a hurry, the two of them came to Liu Yueqing's house again and told her the good news that a magazine wanted to adopt the manuscript of the book.

Liu Yueqing was very happy, with tears of excitement in her eyes. She didn't want to be a useless person who relied on her husband to live. She hoped that her future life would be colorful.

"Yueqing, I don't know the specific price yet. I'm not very famous at the beginning, maybe it won't be too high." Hai Xiaozhou stated.

"It's good to make money. I can write a second book. Anyway, I'm idle." Liu Yueqing didn't care too much, and said, "You can set the price, it's okay."

"It's best if you can think so, then write a letter of attorney! Entrust Chaoyang to help you with books." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"Well, I believe in Chaoyang." Liu Yueqing nodded, and then wrote a power of attorney according to the format.

"Of course, we will try our best to raise the price for you!"

Hai Xiaozhou's words made Liu Yueqing laugh, "I really don't dare to ask too much. As long as someone reads the book, I have a serious job to do it, and the money I earn can support myself."

"You, you have too much worries, your husband is willing to support you." Hai Xiaozhou said angrily, actually he understood that Liu Yueqing's pressure did not come from her lover, but from her mother-in-law, and every family was a difficult sutra.

In a hurry to the city, the two of them immediately left Liu Yueqing's home with their power of attorney.

In the car, Hai Xiaozhou couldn't help but complain, "Look, Yueqing is still quite dependent on you."

"Don't make the problem complicated. We are a whole, not distinguishing each other." Fang Chaoyang said.

"She won't even say politely, give some rewards or something, and it's useless to run errands."

"Haha, Yue Qing knows very well that we won't want anything. I always think that the most valuable thing in life is a friendship that can trust each other." Fang Chaoyang said with a smile.

"Isn't it a pity that I can't continue to be friends with Dr. Peng?" Hai Xiaozhou asked.

"This is different." Fang Chaoyang frowned.

"Actually, I lied to you. Peng Jiang was not pregnant, but he just didn't want to come to see Zhuang Zhiqi." Hai Xiaozhou said with a wicked smile.

"I don't feel much about these."

"Lying, your eyes betray you. I am generous and allow you to have her in your heart. After all, it is very rare to forget a relationship." Hai Xiaozhou snorted.

"Xiaozhou, I am very sure that my current choice is not wrong, because I have never really forgotten it." Fang Chaoyang said seriously.

"Haha, I like to listen to these words. Actually, I'm not going to say it anymore." Hai Xiaozhou waved his hand with a smile.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two came to the Youth Novels magazine, which was a two-story building in the compound of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, which looked very old. With the popularity of the Internet, the living space of traditional newspapers and magazines has become smaller and smaller, and some changes are needed.

Seeing the classmate coming from the window, You Chunxiao immediately ran down from the upper floor. Today, wearing a sportswear, Hai Xiaozhou joked that he looked very slim.

After chatting for a few words, You Chunxiao took the two of them to the office of the editor-in-chief on the second floor. Today was the holiday, and the leader came here to wait for this matter.

In the office, a middle-aged man in his forties was sitting in a jacket and looked a little messy in his hair. He was looking at a printed submission.

"My leader, Han Ping and Editor-in-Chief of Han." You Chunxiao introduced.

"Fang Chaoyang, this is Hai Xiaozhou." Fang Chaoyang introduced himself.

"Haha, I've known each other for a long time. The magistrate is an internet celebrity and a judge who everyone knows about." Han Ping hurried over to shake hands.

"The editor-in-chief has been awarded too much, and the Supreme Court dares not take it as his duty, but he wants to be worthy of his heart." Fang Chaoyang said.

After everyone sat down, Han Ping handed Fang Chaoyang a cigarette, which was very ordinary. Fang Chaoyang took it and took the initiative to light it for Han Ping first.

After chatting about some off-topic talk, Han Ping said: "Chunxiao showed me Teacher Liu Yueqing's new book. I like this writing style very much, full of true feelings and not pretentiousness. The story is also very coherent and readable."

"I can take the initiative to work overtime and draw more illustrations for this book." You Chunxiao volunteered.

"Chunxiao's illustrations add vitality and atmosphere of the times to the magazine. They were praised by their superiors a few days ago." Han Ping praised.

"Editor-General Han, Teacher Liu is also a little famous on the Internet. What price do you plan to give to her book?" Hai Xiaozhou was impatient and asked directly.

"Thousand characters and thousands of yuan are included in punctuation marks." Han Ping seemed to have made great determination.

Liu Yueqing's book has 230,000 words, which means that in addition to tax payment, it also has an income of more than 200,000 yuan. It is very good. Fang Chaoyang was about to agree, but Hai Xiaozhou waved his hand and said, "This price is too low. Our previous plan is to build a bestseller."

"The magazine was in a downturn and could not afford much money. It was precisely because Teacher Liu was an inspirational representative of contemporary youth that I offered a higher price. Let's do this, the first release is not exclusive, and we don't want copyrights such as film and television." Han Ping took a step back.

"What kind of payment method?" Hai Xiaozhou asked again.

"It's very difficult to pay it in one go, so let's do it. Pay it once a month. Our magazine will be released twice a month, and it is expected that the twelve episodes will be serialized." Han Ping said.

"I think it's OK."

Fang Chaoyang immediately agreed that it was no longer difficult for the magazine. What's more, Liu Yueqing was not a well-known writer in writing. Strictly speaking, she was a novice and the manuscript could be adopted was a good start.

Hai Xiaozhou also nodded. This is not bad, not exclusive, and he can still publish a book for Liu Yueqing in the future.

Han Ping rubbed his hands, seemed very hesitant, and after a while, he said, "Master, I have a reluctant request."

"Speaking!"

"Can you help promote the "Youth Novels" magazine on Weibo. Our magazine's Weibo has only 10,000 fans, and it can't be done no matter how you do it?" Han Ping said.

This is the real purpose of Han Ping's adoption of Liu Yueqing's manuscripts. To boost the reputation of the magazine, it also reflects that it is indeed difficult to run a magazine and urgently needs a breakthrough.

Hai Xiaozhou was a little unhappy, but Fang Chaoyang agreed immediately, "This is no problem, and he happened to help Teacher Liu do some publicity."

"Thank you so much!" Han Ping said excitedly.

Fang Chaoyang took out the power of attorney issued by Liu Yueqing. Han Ping was very serious in doing things. He took over and copied a copy, then took out a standardized contract and solemnly signed the contract.

He insisted on treating him to dinner, but Fang Chaoyang did not agree. When he said goodbye, Han Ping also gave him several copies of the last two issues of "Youth Novels" and sent them downstairs.

"Master, please!" Han Ping said earnestly, keeping his hands tightly, not wanting to let go.

"Don't worry, I'll post on Weibo when I go back, hoping it will have good results." Fang Chaoyang solemnly promised.
Chapter completed!