Chapter 709: Ling Chunhua Becomes a Contract Writer
Chapter 709 Ling Chunhua becomes a contracted writer
It was almost 6 o'clock when Lingchuan followed Shao Lin home.
"daughter in law!"
As soon as he entered Moyuan, Lingchuan rushed straight to Shao Mo excitedly. When he saw Ling Jiang, his daughter, and Wei Qiaolan sitting in the living room, he was startled subconsciously.
When he learned from Shao Mo that it was Mrs. Shao who invited the father and daughter to the house for New Year's Eve dinner, Lingchuan also seemed particularly happy.
After being happy, Lingchuan immediately handed over all the money he won today to Shao Mo.
In addition to two wads of cash, there were also several cash checks with denominations ranging from 500 to 5,000, adding up to a total of more than 10,000 yuan.
"Don't you know how to play cards? Why did you win so much?"
Lingchuan nodded happily, "Dad is very lucky. I will buy horses with him. These are all won today. You can use them to buy clothes and bags."
In front of Ling Jiang and others, Shao Mo didn't say much, so he collected the money first.
Around 6 o'clock, the servant came over to send word that we would have New Year's Eve dinner in the east courtyard.
Every year, the Shao family eats the New Year's Eve dinner together. The east courtyard and the west courtyard of the main courtyard take turns cooking it. This year, it is the east courtyard's turn.
Three large round tables, including the three of Ling Jiang, were just full.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, another highlight is the distribution of New Year's money.
All the juniors of the Shao family, including Ling Chunhua, Shao Mo and Ling Chuan, kowtowed to Mrs. Shao one by one to pay New Year greetings and receive big red envelopes, including Ling Jiang.
After Mrs. Shao's red envelopes were distributed, it was the turn of the elders of Shao Lin's generation to distribute the red envelopes.
In one night, Ling Chunhua alone received more than a dozen big red envelopes, each of which was at least fifty and up to one hundred. In this one night, she received more than a thousand yuan in red envelopes alone, not counting the meeting gifts from the East and West Houses.
All in all, Ling Chunhua made a lot of money during this trip to the capital, which was equivalent to Ling Jiang's income from selling trinkets for three years.
However, Shao Mo did not suffer any loss. In addition to the red envelopes of lucky money sent by Shao's elders, Mrs. Shao and Shao Lin each gave her a big red envelope in private.
Mrs. Shao gave 5,000, Shao Lin gave 10,000, plus the money won by Lingchuan from playing cards, and the red envelopes given by the elders as lucky money, Shao Mo's income this Spring Festival is a little over 40,000.
After watching the fireworks in the evening, everyone went back to their yards to celebrate New Year's Eve.
The clock struck 12 o'clock, and Shao Mo quietly put a piece of ink jade Buddha bracelet on Ling Chuan's hand.
Looking at the oily and transparent jade string on his hand, Lingchuan was very surprised.
"I bought New Year's gifts for my dad and grandma some time ago. I saw this and thought it was suitable for you to wear, so I bought it. I've already had it approved by a master. Wearing it will keep you safe. Don't take it off if nothing happens."
"Um!"
After receiving her gift, Lingchuan took out a heavy gold bracelet from his pocket and put it on her hand.
"Daughter-in-law, this is a New Year gift for you. I wish you peace and prosperity."
"Thanks husband."
Under the man's delighted gaze, she leaned forward and kissed him on the face.
Ling Jiang across from him saw it and was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.
After the Chinese New Year, it’s the first day of the Lunar New Year.
Early in the morning, before Shao Mo went back, Wen Qingsheng, Zuo Xiaotang and others came to pay New Year's greetings one after another.
After the New Year greetings, everyone did not leave, but gathered in the small courtyard to eat, drink, have fun and play cards. Shao Mo had no choice but to let Ling Jiang and his daughter and Wei Qiaolan greet them. She and Ling Chuan had to follow Mrs. Shao to visit various relatives.
Walk around with family friends.
After walking for three whole days, the New Year's greetings were finally completed, and Shao Mo's legs became thinner.
On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Shao Mo planned to have a good rest at home, but Wen Qingsheng came to the door again.
Wen Qingsheng came to her because of Ling Chunhua, "Xiao Mo, I showed your Chunhua's composition book to a friend of mine from a publishing house. He thought your Chunhua was very talented and wanted to sign your Chunhua to the publishing house.
What do you think about this?"
"Good thing! What publishing house is it?"
"Xinhua."
Xinhua Publishing House is a well-established publisher in China, so Shao Mo immediately agreed.
"No problem, when will we discuss signing the contract?"
"On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, they don't go to work until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. I know that your Chunhua has to go back to Jiang City to study, so I specially made an appointment on the earliest day."
Shao Mo was a little happy, "Brother Wen, if this thing comes to pass, I will give you a big red envelope."
"How old are you talking about this among friends?"
Shao Mo smiled half-heartedly, "How big do you think is appropriate?"
"There's no need to pay for a thousand or eight hundred yuan. It doesn't suit your style as a rich woman. Two thousand is enough."
"Go to bed early tonight, you will have everything in your dreams."
"..."
Ling Jiang was originally scheduled to return to Jiang City on the sixth day of the lunar month. The trinket store opened on the eighth day of the lunar month. He went back on the sixth day of the lunar month and cleaned up and made preparations on the seventh day of the lunar month. It just opened on the eighth day of the lunar month.
But Ling Chunhua's contract signing was equally important. After final discussion, Wei Qiaolan could only be asked to go back to take care of the store first, and then return to Jiang City after the father and daughter had finished talking about the contract.
In a blink of an eye, the eighth day of the Lunar New Year has arrived.
Early in the morning, the father and daughter were sitting in the living room ready to go. Shao Mo couldn't laugh or cry after getting up.
"Brother, it's still early to leave the appointment. Relax, don't be so nervous."
Ling Jiang clutched his chest, "My heart has been beating so hard since yesterday. I never thought that our Chunhua would be so lucky. With the blessings of the ancestors of the Ling family, the signing of the contract must go smoothly."
Shao Mo was funny, "Yes, don't worry, the other party taking the initiative to ask for an appointment is enough to represent Chunhua's excellence."
With Shao Mo's encouragement, Ling Jiang's nervous mood relaxed a little.
Ling Chunhua, who was sitting next to him, looked confused, obviously not understanding what signing a contract with a publishing house meant.
It wasn't until Shao Mo took out a book and told her that after signing the contract, the essays she would write in the future would be printed in the book for children across the country to read and learn, that Ling Chunhua realized the importance of signing the contract.
The signing of the contract went very smoothly, especially when the other party knew that Ling Chunhua was not yet 8 years old, and her writing relied entirely on imagination and talent, without the guidance of any famous teacher, and they immediately decided to select five short essays by Ling Chunhua and publish them in this year's issue.
"Selected Children's Prose Collection".
In the author industry, Ling Chunhua is considered a newbie, and her manuscript fee is relatively low. It only costs 5 yuan to publish one article, and 25 yuan for five articles.
But this is only temporary. When Ling Chunhua becomes more famous in the future, the royalties will increase accordingly.
After signing the contract, the editor-in-chief in charge of signing the contract saw that Ling Chunhua’s contact place was in Jiang City, and said casually, "The child is so talented, why didn't he stay in the capital to study? Find a famous teacher to guide him well, and he will definitely be able to do it in the future
Become a great writer."
The speaker has no intention of listening, but the listener has the intention. Looking at Ling Chun's lovely face carved from jade, Shao Mo's mind moved slightly.
After returning home, Shao Mo asked Ling Chunhua to play by herself, while she talked to Ling Jiang about staying in the capital.
"Brother, the editor-in-chief is right. Chunhua is a gifted child. It was okay if she didn't have the conditions before. But now that we have the conditions, we can't bury her talent and talents."
Ling Jiang took out his cigarette case and subconsciously wanted to smoke a cigarette, but after looking at Shao Mo, he put the cigarette case back.
Times are changing, and Ling Jiang no longer smokes leaf cigarettes, but instead smokes cigarettes.