Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 186 Selecting the First Batch of Villagers

Chapter 186 Selecting the First Batch of Villagers

After the post was posted, Qin Xiong bought enough Longkong Coins from Xiu Zhiming, and asked him to distribute money to fellow Taoists who left comments and top posts on his behalf.

Soon, he saw many friends reminding him to leave their contact information for further contact.

After all, anyone who has really been in the Internet literary circle knows this kind of practice, and it is really very sincere and conscientious.

The rent is charged at [-]% of the total monthly manuscript fee. If it is less than [-], it is free. If it is more than [-], it is only [-] at most. Corresponding supporting facilities and a good coding environment will also be provided.

There is also the opportunity to communicate face-to-face with the great gods you admire.

In addition, for some street writers who have worked hard to create online articles but have not yet started, they are even more willing to provide an interest-free loan of [-] yuan, which can be said to have been thought of in every way.

So, Qin Xiong quickly edited the post and put his QQ mailbox on it.

As a king-level writer with a large number of updates, he did not dare to put his WeChat and phone number easily, for fear that when he was actually typing, he would be constantly disturbed by others, and he would have no private time at all.

Putting the mailbox is also convenient for some preliminary screening of the resumes submitted by everyone.

Although the current Qin Xiong intends to use his own strength to provide some help to newcomers and latecomers in the industry, he must allocate time and energy well.

Once his own creative time is infinitely dispersed and there is no enough income from royalties, all of this will become a source of water, and it will soon be unsustainable.

After finishing all this, Qin Xiong sent the relevant documents to Tang Qingya and Tang Xianxian.

Currently, Tang Qingya is in charge of the promotion and operation of the entire Writers Village, as well as connecting various procurement resources, while Tang Xianxian is in charge of reception and clerical work.

Two people currently have a "monthly salary of [-]", and a monthly salary of [-].

Seeing that her monthly salary is so close to that of her sister, Tang Xianxian is even more encouraged and motivated. She is determined to work hard to serve the Writers Village.

Not only that, Tang Hongwei, the father-in-law who has been completely idle after retirement, relies on himself as an aborigine in Jingtou Village, and will come around whenever he has something to do, and takes the initiative to shoulder the security work of the Writer's Village.

Worried that Tang Qingya would select elite writers out of commercial interests, Qin Xiong planned to screen these emails by himself.

Except for the No. 20 Writer’s Building where I live with my family, No. [-] and No. [-] Writer’s Buildings, there are only [-] rooms in total on the first and second floors.

He also reserved five rooms for the Internet Writers Association, so Qin Xiong can only recruit about 15 newcomers.

However, when Qin Xiong opened the email, he was surprised to see that there were more than [-] emails from writers who applied to be stationed in the Writer's Village, and this number was still increasing.

"It's close to twenty to one. It seems that there is a long way to go to take this road well." Faced with the swelling mailbox and the continuous stream of mails, Qin Xiong couldn't help but sigh.

With so many emails, he definitely couldn't read them all by himself, so he could only keep a hundred of them by himself, transfer one hundred to Tang Qingya, and transfer the rest to Tang Xianxian.

In order to strictly abide by the standards, Qin Xiong would search for the book marked by the author every time he clicked to open a book.

He wants to see if the number of words written by these applicants has really reached 20. If not, they are pure amateurs. He has limited resources and does not have the confidence and courage to train them with all his strength.

However, he soon discovered that such screening work was also very troublesome, and it was far beyond what his energy could bear.

In desperation, he simply forwarded all the emails to sisters Tang Qingya and asked them to be in charge of the preliminary screening. Only writers who meet the word count requirements can enter the next round.

But this seemingly simple job did not bother Tang Xianxian, but Tang Qingya.

It turns out that Tang Xianxian also likes to read online novels, and she is quite familiar with various novel platforms, so she can quickly find the corresponding websites and count the number of words actually created by the writers.

But Tang Qingya didn't read online novels at all. Some applicants only wrote the title of the book, but didn't write the website name or attach a website link at all. Therefore, she searched and searched, and the last thing she went to was probably a pirated website.

Moreover, it is also possible to find an identical novel with a different pen name but the same title.

This may be the so-called interlacing like a mountain.

After being pointed out by her sister, Tang Qingya was also quite frustrated. She even wondered if she had chosen the wrong career for a comeback.

Giving up the familiar industry and starting from scratch, everything is really too difficult, and Qin Xiong and his sister will laugh at him.

There is also the most critical question, she wants to earn more money and get more wealth through the writer's village, but Qin Xiong himself doesn't think so.

He is a proper big colander. Although he later declined He Xiaoyun's tens of millions of investment funds in order to ensure the purity of the writer's village, he has been burning money in it in different ways.

In the end, after preliminary screening by Tang Qingya and Tang Qingya's two sisters, there were only fifty resumes in front of Qin Xiong.

Still a little too much.

After Qin Xiong thought for a while, he glanced at the household registration and hometown of these resumes, and picked out all the writers who met the requirements in this province, and there were ten in total.

Although Internet writers have no provincial boundaries, Qin Xiong always loves his hometown.

From the bottom of his heart, he also hopes that there will be more new masters in this province to further prosper the province's Internet culture.

Later, in order to be relatively fair, he tried his best to pick only one lucky person from different provinces to form the first batch of 15 writer friends who will be stationed in the Writer Village.

When he handed over the list of 15 people to Tang Qingya, the other party was speechless on the spot and asked, "What is your selection criteria based on? There are obviously writers whose manuscript fees have exceeded [-] in a few months. If you come in, you can generate direct benefits, and you don't want any of them?"

"Once a writer earns more than [-] yuan in manuscript fees, even if he has really entered the industry, whether there is a writer's village or not, he can continue to write, and there is no need to come here to occupy resources." Qin Xiong explained.

"Okay then, there are a few potential newcomers whose grades on their respective websites have been rising, why didn't you confiscate them?" Tang Qingya asked.

"The reason is the same as above. There are still many newcomers who need the platform and resources I provide more than they do." Qin Xiong.

"Okay, these can all be explained, but why are all the writers you choose male? That's not how you value boys over girls, right?" Tang Qingya said angrily.

"Ah? Is it like this? I haven't even paid attention to gender, so I'll coordinate it and try to make sure that every writer's building has at least one girl..." Qin Xiong said hastily.

"Sister, don't you want to be so hypocritical? You told me before that you must pass all the female writers who applied. Now why blame your brother-in-law for patriarchy?" At this moment, Tang Xianxian Suddenly interrupted.

Hearing this, Tang Qingya became even angrier, and quickly argued: "You damn girl, you misunderstood the meaning yourself, and you still talk nonsense, I just... just want you to reject those beautiful female writers as much as possible ..."

Tang Qingya's voice became softer as she spoke.

"I always thought that you would be fair and just in handling things, but I never thought that you would play such a trick in order to guard against me..." Qin Xiong was also a little angry when he heard this.

"I'm not guarding against you, and I can't guard against you. I'm afraid that if a beautiful female writer comes, everyone won't be interested in typing, and I'll let down the precious platform and hard work you provided..." Tang Qingya explained aggrievedly.

"Sorry, I blamed you, but there is one thing you may not understand. Love is the source of motivation for men. Without beautiful women, how can these guys compete for performance and strive for writing achievements? You should quickly re-screen your previous resume, Try to find two goddess-level writers to make up for it." Qin Xiong urged.

"Aren't you thinking too much, really beautiful girls, who would come over to code words bitterly, they just need to show their faces on the live broadcast platform, twist their waists, and raise eyebrows, and there will be a lot of big brothers Competing to send money..." Tang Qingya complained.

"It makes sense, then try to pick two that can be sold, so that outsiders won't jokingly call our writer's village a monk's temple. In addition, with your image and temperament, you can actually consider the live broadcast..." Qin Xiong suggested.

"Even if I starve to death, I won't earn that kind of money!" Tang Qingya said directly.

"Uh, do you have any misunderstandings about the live broadcast industry..."

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