Pu Xiaoxiang said casually: "It's just broken into pm2.5? It seems that there is still a lot of room for improvement!"

"ah?!"

"Does Horita think that our classmates in Jiang Shuiyuan only have a better memory and can recite more things? Then you are too *******! You should know that those who are capable can do everything.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

The waiter who ordered dishes next to him smiled and said, "This little lady is just a pawnshop! Although the young man is just a pawnshop, he is very knowledgeable when staying in Fanlou every day. He has seen many great people like university professors and doctors from famous universities, but there are many admirable people, and there are not many people who are hard to match. This Mr. Jiang is one of them. At least for so many years, the young man has never seen any young man like him, who can speak the menu of our Fanlou in a very sensible but verbal way!"

Yuu Horita hurriedly asked, "Miss Ura, as far as I know, Jiang Jun has a deep knowledge of literature and history. He has not only published books, but also published formal papers. By the way, he is also an artist. What else is there to be more powerful about him?"

The waiter quickly looked up and down at Jiang Shuiyuan: "Look at Mr. Jiang's face is Zhang Mingxing, but he has a small eye and can't see any film and television dramas. However, our Fanlou has regulations that as long as a celebrity comes, the inscription can be taken without a penny after taking the film. What is Mr. Jiang's name?"

At this time, Eshuiyuan finally finished ordering the dishes and criticized Yuu Horita one by one: "Hota, don't wear a tall hat on me, especially in front of outsiders. Didn't this intention make me look ugly? I said that I had published a book, but in fact the book has not been placed in the printing factory. I wrote two papers, but the truth was that one was greatly modified by someone else. I just made a name, one was a very simple popular science article without any technical content. There are artists who just helped people shoot advertisements and didn't even find the door to the entertainment industry. What kind of artists are they?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone took over the conversation: "As the image spokesperson of our Jinyi apparel, aren't you still an artist?"

Jiang Shuiyuan stood up after hearing this: "Manager Peng? Why are you here too?"

"This is Fanlou! Isn't it equivalent to going to the capital without going to Jingshi University?" Peng Min said with a smile, "In addition, I have to correct you. Your book has been arranged and sent to the printing factory. You can see the sample books around New Year's Day."

"Ah? Jiang Shuiyuan, you have published a book! Why are you silent and not telling me?" Pu Xiaoxiang jumped up in shock, "When the book is printed, you will give me one! By the way, you will also give my dad a book with words on it. I will take it back to him during the winter vacation, so that he can also know how powerful you are!"

Jiang Shuiyuan suddenly felt a waterfall and sweated: Girl, can we not mention this? General Pu’s daily life is so busy that he can quietly forget me?

Yuuki Horita also stood up and bowed deeply: "Jiangjun, when you have time, please bring your masterpiece with you and give me some reading. How about it? I am very grateful!"

Jiang Shuiyuan smiled bitterly and said, "Of course there is no problem, but this book is about the history of Chinese studies. Will you be interested?"

"Of course! As long as it is written by you, Ejun, I am interested!" Yuu Horita replied firmly.

Pu Xiaoxiang covered her mouth and chuckled, "It seems that Jiang Shuiyuan is very domineering! I just took another look after a walk, but it was from a foreign country!"

"..." Jiang Shuiyuan didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he had to ask Peng Min: "Is Manager Peng alone or has another appointment? If he was alone, why not join us!"

Peng Min said, "It just so happened that I have something to talk about with Mr. Jiang. Since you don't dislike me, an older single dog, I'm not polite." As she said that, she found Zhang Kong's chair and sat down. Jiang Shuiyuan quickly handed over the menu. Peng Min flipped it out casually and threw the menu on the dining table. He said to the waiter in anger: "Can't you get a menu that normal people can understand?"

She was arrogant and the waiter even more: "There is only one type of menu. If you like to read it or not, don't you like to click it. If you can't understand it, just say it clearly. The younger one can help you tell me one or two. If you dislike it, please go out and turn right. I'm sorry that the younger one will give it away not far away!"

Peng Min was so angry that his eyebrows stood up. He turned around and asked Jiang Shuiyuan and others: "Are you just letting him bully me?"

Pu Xiaoxiang pointed to Jiang Shuiyuan: "We have an abnormal human here. Not to mention understanding the menu, it would be fine to translate that menu into Japanese, so we gave him the important task of ordering dishes."

Peng Min glared at Jiang Shuiyuan with anger: "So you wanted to see me look ugly, right? Well, I decided to tell you good news before dinner. The people of the "Gengyun" magazine will not let go. We broke up with the talk with him, so the company decided to make an appointment with you according to the standard of 2.5 yuan per word. I hope you can provide no less than 80,000 words of manuscript before January 25 next year. The genre is not limited, novels, essays, poems, and scripts are all available."

"Before January 25 next year? Then isn't there only one and a half months left?"

“To be precise, it’s 40 days.”

"40 days? 80,000 words?" Jiang Shuiyuan thought to himself. It was a dying rhythm to take time to complete such a difficult task in the busy Christmas, New Year's Day, final exams and other activities! So he asked tentatively: "Can I choose not to write?"

Peng Min smiled sly: "According to the truth, it is impossible to ignore it, because according to the contract we signed before, the image spokesperson is obliged to use voice, text, video and other means to help Party A promote its product. If the contract cannot be fulfilled normally, the corresponding endorsement fee of Party B should be deducted depending on the circumstances!"

Sure enough, there is no free lunch!

However, Jiang Shuiyuan still keenly captured the key points while sighing: "What if it doesn't follow the truth?"

"Not the reason?" Peng Min immediately sprayed over like a cannon: "Eighty thousand words are 200,000 yuan, which is higher than the salary of my department manager in a year. Why not write it? Think about it, those full-time online writers code at least 6,000 words a day, and they are not many who earn 20,000 days a year. You only write 80,000 words in 40 days, which is simply a waste of money. You are stupid and don't write it!"

Jiang Shuiyuan said: "Do you think I don't want that 200,000? The key is that time is too tight, and I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the task! - It's not that I can't write 80,000 words, but that words close to the quality of the publishing require hard thinking and meticulous work, otherwise writing a bunch of nonsense articles will not have a great impact on both of you, especially for you!"

"Don't have time? Why don't I ask you for two more weeks off and let you stay at Yazhou International Resort Hotel for a few more days?"

"Then forget it! I want to go home early."

Peng Min pondered for a moment: "I think you can write a novel in the middle. As long as the characters and plot are well conceived, they will write quickly and reach a proud point. Even if 80,000 words are reached, they will not be able to stop writing!"

"I will consider your suggestions seriously."

Hearing this, Yuuya Horita asked Ura Xiaoxiang in a daze, "Miss Ura, is Ejuna still a writer?"
Chapter completed!