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Chapter 39 Fair Competition
When he heard that Liao Yuan came here to sign a contract with Changhong Publishing House, Hu Fangyong was a little surprised, but also refreshed. In the industry, Huaxia Bookstore is much more famous than Changhong Publishing House. He is sure to come up with more Favorable conditions to seize the opportunity.

So he smiled and said, "Mr. Liao, you have to shop around for everything. Choosing a suitable publishing house to cooperate with will definitely lay a solid foundation for Mr. Liao's future high popularity."

After finishing speaking, he said to Hou Jie: "Editor-in-Chief Hou, you don't mind?"

Hou Jie rubbed his nose and said with a wry smile, "Do I mind if it's useful? Old Hu, Lao Hu, I've known you for a long time. You're that cat that smells fish. Won't let go."

Hu Fangyong smiled: "I don't really like your description, but I think 'where there is a will, there is a way' is more suitable for me."

"Then the two editor-in-chiefs, how about adding me?"

There was movement outside the door.

When everyone turned their heads, they saw a woman wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, a black silk scarf around her neck, a white sun protection suit, and black and white spotted slacks. She opened the door and strolled in.

She is about 1.7 meters tall, with a slender figure, carrying a red backpack, as if she is a traveler along the way.

At this moment, when he walked into the room, he took off his sunglasses while putting on his slippers.

Ignoring the strange eyes of others, she calmly took off her peaked cap, and the next moment, her long black and beautiful hair fell down.

Many people say that the moment when a woman lifts her hair is the most beautiful, and this is not an exaggeration for this woman.

The slender hand was raised, and the hair was quickly tied into a ponytail, and then randomly tied with a hairpin, so that the whole person's appearance was instantly exposed to everyone's eyes.

The skin is like jade, the cheeks are pink and blushing, and the eyebrows and eyes are gentle, showing charm and innocence.

The straight nose and small cherry mouth set off the perfection of this melon-seeded face.

"Everyone..."

The woman smiled charmingly, obviously she was used to this kind of scene: "I'm not late, am I?"

Faced with this flourishing beauty, all the males present felt suffocated.

Even Liao Yuan couldn't help but take a second look.

In his opinion, this woman is second to none in terms of looks and figure, even in the entertainment circle where the clouds are so beautiful.

But he still noticed the details after all.

No one is perfect...

This woman's figure of eight steps are really coquettish...

Hu Fangyong came back to his senses immediately, coughed, and said with a smile: "Dong Ling, since the last China Reading Summit, I'm afraid you and I haven't seen each other for a year? I didn't expect to meet you here, The style of the past is still there today, it is gratifying and congratulatory."

"There's nothing to congratulate. You spend half of your salary on maintenance every month. You're guaranteed to be a handsome guy."

Dong Ling snorted, put the backpack under her feet, then walked up to Liao Yuan regardless of everyone's strange gazes, and stretched out her hand: "My name is Dong Ling, and I'm the deputy editor-in-chief of Tang Dynasty Publishing House. It's the first time we meet. good."

Liao Yuan was stunned for a moment, then reached out to shake hands with the other party: "Hello."

The skin is cold.

This was Liao Yuan's first feeling.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that it was tightly held by Dong Ling, who asked curiously, "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

"My name is Liao Yuan."

After Liao Yuan finished speaking, he suddenly realized: "You don't know me? Then you just..."

Dong Ling let go of Liao Yuan's hand, and smiled: "Hey, I'm just here to have fun, can't I? Let me guess, you must be a writer, and you must be a newcomer writer who has suddenly risen, because the entire writer industry, as long as anyone with a little reputation , I know almost all of them, let me think about which new writers can make Editor-in-Chief Hu think about..."

Dong Ling suddenly remembered something, looked at Hu Fangyong's slightly anxious eyes, and then looked at Liao Yuan with some surprise, his eyes gradually brightened: "Are you the Liao writer who wrote "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" ?”

Before Liao Yuan could speak, Hu Fangyong immediately called out, "How do you know?"

Dong Ling brushed her hair and said triumphantly: "Editor Hu, since you have asked so honestly and sincerely, I will tell you mercifully, have you frequently tweeted Writer Liao's Weibo at midnight in the past few days? Thumbs up?"

details make a difference.

Hu Fangyong clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to vomit blood.

Liao Yuan thought it was a bit interesting, but he also felt that a beautiful woman who was too smart also represented a greater danger. After all, the ancient curse of beauty is not a joke.

So he took a step back silently and kept his distance.

"Hey, since it's Writer Liao, I'll join in the fun, editor-in-chief Hu, this time...?" Dong Ling winked at Hu Fangyong.

Hearing this, Hu Fangyong shook his head like a rattle: "Dong Ling, your Tang Dynasty Publishing House has recently signed a lot of red books, and this one is not bad, but our Huaxia Bookstore is very hungry for good books. "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is The goal I set a long time ago, I ran all the way from the imperial capital to the East China Sea, for "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", this time I will not let me say anything, you don't have to blink with me, this time I am in the right place must."

Dong Ling snorted, and sat at a tea table to make tea for herself, and said while making tea: "Writer Liao, the three most powerful publishing houses in the whole country are now in front of you. I can’t say which publishing house is the best, but the sales channels of our Tang Dynasty Publishing House are second to none in Southeast Asia. We have hundreds of stores in Southeast Asia and the largest online bookstore in the country, even in North America, Europe, etc. Our tentacles can easily touch the land, as long as it is a good work, it is easy to sell overseas, so...you know? A successful writer should choose the best partner when choosing a partner!"

Hu Fangyong's face was a little ugly.

This Dong Ling is already in her early 30s, but she still looks like a girl in her twenties and eight years of age. She has always maintained a youthful face, she is simply a goblin. Many people are deceived by her appearance. , easily entrusted the trust.

Dong Ling is well-known in the industry, even second to none, and is the hottest topic of conversation among many colleagues.

She was a war correspondent ten years ago, and after changing her job as an editor, she became the deputy editor-in-chief of the largest publishing house in the country in less than ten years.

This is enough to demonstrate Dong Ling's ability.

In the field of editing, there are very few people with outstanding looks, but Dong Ling was a surprise.

In the past ten years, she has signed too many red books.

Chang Wu, the third world-class writer in China to win the Nobel Prize in Literature in 2018, was also successfully seduced by Dong Ling in a few words. After winning the first work, he abandoned the original publishing house and turned to Tang Chao The publishing house signed a new book publishing contract.

This matter caused a stir among the parties involved, and the original owner Changhong Publishing House was also furious and sued Tang Dynasty Publishing House for unfair competition, but ultimately lost the lawsuit.

After all, there have been countless such incidents long ago, and they will not stop there.

All sources come from Dong Ling.

Therefore, Hou Jie, editor-in-chief of Changhong Publishing House, kept silent when he saw Dong Ling.

He was afraid that if he could not stabilize his emotions, he would be beaten down by Dong Ling again...

This is a taekwondo master who practices three days in winter and three days in summer.

Don't look at the slender and attractive pair of jade legs, but when he lifts his foot and kicks a roundabout kick, a man of two hundred catties can't bear it.

Not only Hou Jie, Hu Fangyong also obviously realized the fear of being dominated by Dong Ling when he was anxious to turn pale.

Hearing that Dong Ling started lobbying again at this time, even though he had already gritted his teeth, he still smiled, guarding against arrogance and impetuosity, and then slowed down his tone and said: "That's wrong, Mr. Liao, our Huaxia Bookstore's channels are not good. Poor, our layout at home and abroad is not weaker than that of the Tang Dynasty. In addition, I think that although writers are noble, they are still human beings after all, and they also have to maintain their lives. So, let’s not consider other factors and just focus on " The contract conditions of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", the three of us will discuss in detail here, and let Mr. Liao choose alone. Mr. Liao, what do you think of this proposal?"

Liao Yuan nodded and said, "I agree."

Seeing this scene, Lai Yibai couldn't bear the excitement in his heart. He patted Liao Yuan on the shoulder and gave him an encouraging look.

In the corner, watching the three major publishing houses discuss the details of the contract with an unknown newcomer writer, it seems that he no longer has himself in his eyes. The famous suspense novelist Pi Jianzhou couldn't help squatting in the corner and drawing circles... …

(End of this chapter)