Chapter 15

With the 10 yuan invested by Wu Tao, the deposit on his side immediately rose to 30 yuan.

Zhao Li's enthusiasm for this gambling game is unprecedented. Although the 30 yuan was put together by her, an Rong and Wu Tao.

But this did not prevent her from actively mobilizing the strength of her gossip women's group and running around to find more supporters for Wu Tao.

Unfortunately, it has little effect.

After all, not everyone can casually take out 100 yuan of pocket money as Dong Yangyang did. The little money in most people's pockets is hard won living expenses. Take it out and put it in a losing bet? They are not stupid.

Until the weekend, the deposit of $30 went up to $35.50.

Among them, Yang Guangwei contributed 1 yuan, Tang Yan contributed 5 cents, and the rest were 4 cents and 3 cents.

What's more strange is that the minimum bet is a meal ticket, equivalent to 5 cents.

Wu Tao looked at the list of accounts. He really didn't know how to comfort Zhao Li.

"In fact, you don't have to be too depressed. The less we bet, the more money we will get after winning."

Zhao Li sighed leisurely with her chin in her hand, "that's what I said, but the result is too shameless. Don't you see Dong Yangyang's strength... "

It was Monday.

Jiangcheng, bosom friend editorial department.

Hu xunbi, the editor in chief, came out of the office with a pair of single eyelids and small eyes. With the latest sample magazine in his hand, he slammed it in front of the deputy editor in chief.

"Can this level of content also be selected as a cover article? Are you going to smash your bosom friend's sign? "

The deputy editor's name is Wang Chao. He is a weak liberal arts man. An old-fashioned and standard literary and artistic youth.

Seeing that the boss was so angry, Wang Chao felt empty in his heart, but he still had to say what to explain.

"Editor in chief, our requirements for cover articles are too high. We should not only have story, but also novelty, but also extract the flash points of human nature and play an inspirational role. So many requirements must be condensed into an article of less than 2000 words. Therefore, the number of contributions in this regard has dropped sharply recently, and the standard is not up. In contrast, this article can still make a living... "

"Can such a thing make a living?" Hu xunbi said, "ask a columnist for an appointment immediately and replace this one."

"But it's already the 22nd today. The sample magazine will be delivered for printing tonight and will be distributed the day after tomorrow." Wang Chao was in a dilemma: "time is too fast. Even if it is a famous shot, I'm afraid it's too late."

"Ask all the famous experts again. If you can't, raise the price. As long as the quality of the article passes, a thousand words can be. " After giving the death order, Hu xunbi turned back to the office.

Wang Chao immediately went crazy. Helpless, he found the telephone book of famous columnists and dialed it one by one with patience

In the twinkling of an eye, at noon, Wang Chao was about to collapse. He made nearly a hundred calls in the morning. His ears and neck were burned by the telephone, but he still got nothing.

It's hard to change the disposition of literati these days. They are not easy to serve. When they hear that they can provide manuscripts within one day, they shake their heads and say they can't do it.

Even if you give more money, you can't, because they say that articles need inspiration and accumulation, and it's not about money at all.

Depressed Wang Chao couldn't even eat lunch. Dejected, I went to the bathroom. When I passed the editing room, I heard a catchy reading from inside.

"A traveler was walking in the desert. Suddenly, a group of hungry wolves appeared behind him. They chased him to get up and eat. He was surprised, ran desperately and fought for his life... "

Wang Chao, who was facing the explosive head, involuntarily stopped and stood quietly in front of the door, listening to the low female voice inside and continuing to recite. A moment later, his decadent face suddenly brightened and rushed directly into the editing room.

"... ah, editor in chief Wang!" Ye Yunfei, the trainee editor in the editing room, got up in a hurry.

"What about the article you just read?" Wang Chao's eyes stared like cow's eyes, enveloping Ye Yunfei like a crazy wolf.

"Editor in chief, you mean the story of a drop of honey?" Ye Yunfei said weakly, "this is the submission letter I just opened. It hasn't been submitted to the editorial department."

"Just give it to me!"

Ye Yunfei found the letter from the desktop and handed it over. "Yes, there's another one, which is also the author's."

"This man threw two?" Wang Chao was quite surprised: "well, give it to me."

With the registered letter from Beijiang, Wang chaoru returned to the editorial department and forgot to go to the bathroom. I can't wait to open the letter, look at the flowing handwriting and read it word by word.

A moment later, a loud bang came from the editorial department, accompanied by a crazy voice: "good article, good article! The cover article has finally landed! "

Overjoyed, Wang Chao immediately took the original manuscript and rushed to the chief editor's office. He didn't even knock on the door and broke in directly.

"Why don't you even knock on the door?"

Wang Chao clutched the manuscript and looked excited: "editor in chief, the cover article has, has!"

"Which famous writer's manuscript? Bring it to me! "

"Not famous!" Wang Chao handed over the manuscript and said, "you'll know when you read it."

Hu xunbi was not interested in his deliberate betrayal. "Won't you find another article to fool me?"

"The editor in chief has golden eyes. How dare I fool you? That's the same sentence. You'll see. " Wang Chao answered with a confident fascination.

Hu xunbi started the manuscript, looked at the title and stood at the crossroads of fate choice: choice is more important than effort!

This topic is very 'bosom friend'! With a good "editor in chief, I think so." Wang Chao thought: "but the author named 'Taosheng still' didn't even have a phone except for leaving an address. Our sample issue will be published soon. We won't be in touch for a while and a half. What should we do? "

Hu xunbi moved his heart, took out the decision of the editor in chief and said, "then send a telegram and get in touch as soon as possible."

Wang Chao's eyes lit up: "what about the remuneration?"

"If he is willing to sign up as a columnist of this magazine, 1000 words; Otherwise thousand words 800. "

"Yes, I'll do it now!"