Chapter 259 Finding an Assistant

"It's not a big problem, anyway, the current contracts are pretty much the same."

Shen Xin handed over the contract to Xi Muhan.

The world is as black as crows, and no magazine will give authors absolute fair treatment, and "Comic Future" and "Youth Leap" are no exception.

Therefore, if you want to eat this bowl of rice, you can almost do it before you really have the strength to challenge the magazine.

"By the way, Brother Xin, my last novel will also be changed into an animation." Xi Muhan rubbed his hands, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

This is what the editor told her.

Although that book was only Xi Muhan's first novel, it sold well, with nearly 800,000 copies sold in half a year. Therefore, the magazine also intends to sell the comic copyright of this novel. Coincidentally, "Girls' Century" was also very interested in this novel, and the two magazines hit it off.

"It's a good thing." Shen Xin nodded quickly.

"But...the cartoonist recommended by the comics side is..." Xi Muhan looked at Shen Xin rather tangled, "it's Sister Lu."

ah?

Shen Xin blinked.

No, I didn't do anything myself, and I still need an assistant?

He glanced at Lu Ning, but saw that she also lowered her head and remained silent.

If this is the expression, it means that Lu Ning also wants to try it.

"Girls Century"?

Shen Xin thought for a while, then nodded, "I see. I will ask Brother Wang to help find a new assistant as soon as possible, and the rest depends on your own plan."

"I'm sorry..." Lu Ning said in a low voice.

"No need to apologize, no matter who it is, as long as there is a chance to debut, I welcome it. Isn't the purpose of doing this business is to have your own works? Otherwise, why do you work as an assistant? If you stay in the studio all the time, I will be very upset. Guilt, doubting whether I have the potential to be a teacher. Moreover, I feel more at ease when Xiaohan's work is handed over to you."

"Yes...is that so?" Lu Ning asked in surprise.

"Of course, I don't want Xiaohan to hand over the work to Uncle Xianshi." Shen Xin laughed.

"Are you Uncle Xianshi?" Lu Ning glared at Shen Xin, and the air fell into a brief silence. Then she also stood up and bowed to Shen Xin, "Thank you, Mr. Shen, for such a long time of teaching."

"Okay, everyone will be in the same company in the future, so don't be so cautious. Think about the state when you beat me before."

"Mr. Shen, how long has it been! How do you still remember?" Lu Ning's face instantly turned red.

"Isn't it so sad now?" Shen Xin chuckled, "Okay, when you leave, say hello to the two people below? After all, we have been together and worked for so long."

"Well, I will." Lu Ning nodded.

For Lu Ning's choice, Shen Xin supported and blessed him from the bottom of his heart.

As a friend, he hopes that Lu Ning will have a better future. As a teacher, he also hopes that his assistant can grow up. Moreover, Lu Ning also has such strength.

As for the new assistant, Shen Xin threw such a complicated question to Wang Wenhong without hesitation.

Lu Ning resigned... new assistant...

The back of the chair Wang Wenhong was leaning on felt a little limp.

Some people choose to want to be assistants,

I hope to hone my drawing skills and improve my experience, so that one day I can become a cartoonist and stand out. The assistant's fee is paid by the cartoonist, the magazine or the editor, and it's just a bridge.

Therefore, it is normal for assistants to leave.

But after Lu Ning left, he wanted to find a new assistant. Whether the newcomer's level can meet Shen Xin's requirements needs to be considered. In addition, "Soul of Chess" is getting better and better, so he must find a long-term stable assistant.

At this moment, the editor-in-chief's landline suddenly rang, and many people turned their heads to look at Shang Haozhi, only to see him pick up the phone, say a few words casually, and then raise his head to ask other people, "Luo Zheng... who is the author?" ?”

Luo Zheng, the first place in the "Comic Future" Newcomer Short Story Contest.

He has strength, and many people are also optimistic about his future, but his behavior is a bit sharp, which makes many editors not very satisfied.

Originally, Luo Zheng was Jian Xiaomei's author, but the day after she contacted Luo Zheng, she immediately applied.

"Ye Hexu alone is enough for me to have a headache, plus Luo Zheng, I guess I will die suddenly."

Thus, Luo Zheng fell into Xu Jie's hands.

Xu Jie raised his hand, "Mine."

"Hurry up and contact Luo Zheng. The advertising department is urging him to take two pages of photos. Also, are you ready for your questions? Remember, you have to write an article of no less than 1,000 words." Interview." Shang Haozhi urged.

Today the magazine is going to interview Luo Zheng.

Hearing Luo Zheng's name, Wang Wenhong thought about it.

"yes."

Xu Jie immediately picked up the landline, dialed Luo Zheng's number, and after asking a few words, he said, "Mr. Shang, he's stuck in traffic—it should take another five or six minutes."

Shang Haozhi nodded slightly.

Wang Wenhong once again focused his attention on the display screen, and recorded the painters who were barely qualified in the notepad.

"Still worried about the assistant?" Hook asked.

Recently, "Assassin's Diary" has done well. Although his image has been damaged and he has been ridiculed by other editors, Hook thinks it's worth it.

"Yeah... I'm a little worried. The tacit understanding between Lu Ning and Teacher Shen has been cultivated. If you find a new assistant, first of all, his level cannot be guaranteed, and second, it will take a while to get in."

"That's right." Hook nodded sympathetically, "Slowly figure out a solution, shall we?"

At this moment, Wang Wenhong's landline also rang.

He glanced at the display screen of the landline, it was the extension number of the front desk.

"Hello."

"Hello, is this editor Wang Wenhong?"

"right."

"There is a young man named... Li Jie, who wants to submit your manuscript." The waiter at the front desk said.

Li Jie?

The name sounds familiar.

"Oh, you let him stay in the reception room, I'll go right away."

After Wang Wenhong hung up the phone, he read Li Jie's name twice, then looked up at Hu Ke, "Boss, do you know who Li Jie is? This name sounds familiar to me."

"Li Jie?" Hook raised his head and thought for a while, "Isn't Li Jie the winner of last year's short story contest? He also entered the top four this year."

"Oh... I remembered." Wang Wenhong rubbed his forehead, "How could he think of submitting to me?"

"Let's go and see it, make more suggestions and less opinions," Hook said.

Wang Wenhong bowed his head, took a notepad, and immediately got up and walked out of the editorial office.

The reception room is next to the editorial office, closer to the elevator.

Wang Wenhong was about to turn around and enter the reception room, but saw the elevator door open suddenly, and two young people came out from inside.

One of them looked serious, wearing a purple down jacket, with a folder under his arm. And the other person has a Shamat hairstyle, wears cheap sunglasses, and wears five golden rings on his hands - I don't know what kind of metal it is - wearing colorful clothes, and there is an indescribable publicity.

Wang Wenhong sneered, and took a cold look at Sha Matt—this guy is Luo Zheng, the first place in the newcomer short story competition.