my sister is not a helper

Chapter 11 Dog Skin Plaster
It has to be said that the people of Mocheng are very efficient in handling affairs. Hu Rui and Lin Zhe finalized the basic content of the contract at noon. In the afternoon of the same day, Danjiang Publishing House sent a contracted editor, Xiao Liao, to the coffee shop.

Lin Zhe carefully read the signing contract and made sure that there was nothing wrong with it. Then he signed his name, and then handed over the electronic version of Volume [-] of "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword" to Xiao Liao.

In his last life, Lin Zhe stepped on a trap and was sold out by a small publishing house. It took a lot of effort to get back the free copyright.

So he has been waiting for a call from Hu Rui all his life. Both Danjiang Publishing House and Hu Rui have a good reputation, and they are one of the publishers that Lin Zhe is more satisfied with.

Xiao Liao carefully put away the contract and the electronic version, and said enviously: "Mr. Lin, I really admire you. You have won the top contract in the industry at such a young age. I believe your name will soon make the whole university Well known to Wei"

Lin Zhe picked up the coffee, took a sip and said, "I don't want others to know my identity. It's my habit to make money silently. This is written in the contract."

"Of course, of course, our Danjiang Publishing House is also one of the top three in the industry, please rest assured in terms of professional ethics. By the way, our editor-in-chief Hu asked me to ask, when will the second volume of this book be delivered?"

"I'm not sure, why, are you in a hurry?"

"It's like this," Xiao Liao said carefully: "In April, Dawei will hold the Spring Miao Cup New Humanities Literature Competition. If you can submit your manuscript in time, our editor-in-chief Hu can help you win a place for the competition."

"Chunmiao Cup?" Li Zhe said puzzledly, "It's already March, and the entries for the Duanjiang Publishing House have already been confirmed, right?"

Xiao Liao said with a sneer: "So... just fight for it!"

Lin Zhe's heart moved, and he remembered something about Hu Rui, so he asked Xiao Liao: "Is the editor-in-chief of your publishing house going to retire soon?"

"Ahaha this. Haha"

Xiao Liao was a little embarrassed, and looked at Lin Zhe with vigilance. He now suspects that the young man in front of him is not a newcomer in the industry at all, and he even knows the secret information in his own publishing house.

Lin Zhe understood, nodded and said, "I will hand in the manuscript as soon as possible, next week at the earliest, and no later than the end of March at the latest."

If Lin Zhe was asked to create a novel from scratch, he would only be able to write a few thousand words a day.

But he wrote "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword" as "dictionary writing", the plot direction and details of the characters are very clear, and he wrote tens of thousands of words a day, which is only a little slower than pure typing.

"Well, I will tell Editor-in-Chief Hu the truth. In addition, the royalties for the first printing of the first volume of "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword" will be credited to your account within three days. Please pay attention to check."

Because Lin Zhe is a pure newcomer, "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword" will first print a part of the first volume and put it on the market to test the waters. If the response is good, it will be reprinted naturally. Eunuchs are no different.

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After Xiao Liao got up to say goodbye, it was time for Lin Xi to get off work and went downstairs to pick Lin Zhe home.

Unfortunately, it was raining heavily, and the taxis who were not worried about the source of customers avoided the Lin family siblings one after another. After all, it must be a lot of trouble to pull a customer in a wheelchair.

Lin Xi was not in a hurry, holding the largest umbrella to cover his younger brother from the wind and rain, waiting quietly by the side of the road.

These days, she is used to similar situations, and she also knows that there are always some well-meaning taxi drivers who will deliberately give priority to pulling the siblings. There is no shortage of ugliness in this world, but there is also no shortage of kindness.

"Hey, Lin Xi, is this your younger brother? He looks like you."

An older sister with a flower umbrella walked up to the Lin siblings and greeted Lin Xi with a smile.

But Lin Xi just gave a faint "hmm" and was very indifferent to her.

"Hey, Lin Xi, why didn't you call Liang Xu to pick you up in such a heavy rain? Ah, you will get sick if you don't get a taxi for half a day and get wet. Your brother is so weak."

Sister Huasan seemed to be very concerned about Lin Xi and her brother, but Lin Zhe just knew that she was not that kind.

He didn't remember the name of this big sister Huasan, but he only remembered that she was the introducer of Lin Xi and Liang Xu, an eighth woman who messed up the mandarin ducks.

Lin Zhe said directly: "This aunt, you won't see my sister's promotion, divide the red, and want to introduce Liang Xu's dog leather plaster to my sister? Broken? "

Sister Huasan's smile faltered, and she said a little unhappy: "What do you mean by harming others? Liang Xu wants to have money and money, and he has a registered permanent residence in the Demon City, so he is very sought-after."

"Let me tell you, people in the magic city rarely marry wives from other places. If you don't believe me, go to the blind date corner to have a look..."

"And people said, I don't mind if your sister takes you to live with her. Such a good child is rare now!"

Sister Huasan chattered nonchalantly, helping Liang Xu recover.

Lin Xi frowned in disgust, thinking about it with his toes, he knew that it was Liang Xu who wanted to lick his face and come back after knowing the news that Lin Xi had joined the job and got a bonus.

At least millions of authorized dividends are a huge sum of money in the magic city at this moment. Being able to buy a big house is something that ordinary people can't save in their lifetime.

"Sister Bai, Liang Xu and I have nothing to do with each other anymore, please don't mention him again in the future, thank you!"

Lin Xi moved the wheelchair with a blank expression, and distanced herself from Sister Bai.

Unexpectedly, Sister Bai posted it again: "Oh, the young couple are arguing! It's normal, let me tell you."

Lin Zhe was annoyed: "put away the pride of you so-called locals! The real upper class people in the magic city are all immigrants from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, just like Liang Xu, don't use it to disgust us anymore."

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What Lin Zhe said was the truth. The people who really stood on the upper level of the pyramid in the magic city were rich businessmen who immigrated from Pingbo, Kunsu and other places, while those locals with pure blood had always been in the middle and lower levels of the magic city.

And it is these middle and lower levels that classify the whole Wei as people from the magic city VS outsiders, but those real big bosses in the magic city do not have such a strong concept of being arrogant.

Lin Xi moved the wheelchair again, and continued to increase the distance between Sister Bai and Sister Bai. After two consecutive times, Sister Bai was ashamed to come to Lin Xi's side no matter how rascal she was.

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Sitting in the car, Pu Ruosong looked at the brothers and sisters of the Lin family who were waiting quietly in the rain, hesitated for a long time, but did not drive over.

"Hey, what a coincidence, do you need me to take you home?"

"No, no, no."

"Miss Lin, are you waiting for the bus? Shall I see you off?"

"Still wrong."

Pu Ruosong seemed to be an actor walking his lines, talking to himself countless times, but he always felt that it was inappropriate.

Just when Pu Ruosong was about to pluck up his courage, he found a van parked in front of the Lin family siblings, and then a man got out to help the Lin family siblings into the car.

Pu Ruosong suddenly felt that his heart was empty, his whole body was cold and he had no energy left.

The sadness of a man who has a crush on him is to watch those bold fat pigs overwhelm the juicy cabbage before he takes action.

(End of this chapter)