Chapter 16

Five o'clock in the afternoon, dinner time for Binhu Middle School.

When Wu Tao returned to the water conservancy station, he was catching up with the postman wearing a green hat and talking to the gatekeeper, Mr. Tang.

"Uncle Tang, is there someone named Wu Tao in your water conservancy station? I have an urgent telegram from him."

Uncle Tang is old and old, but his eyes are smooth and easy to use. Pointing at Wu Tao, he said, "Here, that's him."

The postman was a young man who was full of vigor. He turned around and followed the procedure to confirm: "Are you Wu Tao himself? Do you have a seal?"

He definitely doesn't have a seal, but in the impression that receiving registered letters or telegrams in rural areas is necessary for this thing.

"It's true that I am Wu Tao himself. Uncle Tang can prove it. I don't need a seal, can I just sign it?" Wu Tao said while winking at Uncle Tang.

Uncle Tang knew him well, so he added without pain, "Xiao Chen, he's still a student, so it's normal not to have a seal. Give him the telegram, don't be so rigid."

The postman glanced at Uncle Tang and said, "Okay, for Uncle Tang's sake, I'll make an exception once."

Wu Tao signed, unfolded the contents of the telegram and read: Quickly call back the Zhiyin editorial department: 027-…

After reading the telegram, Wu Tao smiled, stared at the phone in the reception room, and said flatteringly: "Uncle Tang, please be accommodating and lend me a call."

Uncle Tang stared, "That's no good, my phone belongs to the public, and I can't use it privately."

"Uncle Tang, I'm in a hurry, and it's related to a business worth thousands of dollars. When I make money, I will definitely buy a pack of cigarettes to honor you."

Uncle Tang's expression softened and he said, "Okay, you can call. Let me tell you, I'm doing it for the sake of your urgent matter, so I won't make an exception."

"Thank you, Mr. Tang!"

He grabbed the phone and dialed it barabara. Uncle Tang was so excited, so take it easy!

As soon as the phone rang, it was picked up.

"Hello, Zhiyin editorial department."

"I'm Wu Tao." Wu Tao went straight to the point and revealed his identity.

The other party obviously hesitated, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, you are the author of 'The Sound of the Waves Still'?"

"Yes."

Once the identity was confirmed, the other party immediately came to the spirit and said: "I am Wang Chao, deputy editor-in-chief of Zhiyin, Mr. Wu, you finally called."

"Yeah." Wu Tao, who was in the stage of changing his voice, suppressed his voice and tried his best to cherish words like gold to avoid revealing his age.

Naturally, Wang Chao couldn't think of the tricks, and said bluntly: "There is a reason for contacting you urgently this time. The sample issue of Zhiyin will be released tomorrow, and we plan to edit and edit your manuscript as the cover article. So I must confirm with you Wait, do you still have the copyright of your manuscript?"

"Yes." Wu Tao said calmly, but he couldn't help being excited secretly. The cover article, it seems that the other party is very optimistic about his manuscript.

Wang Chao said with a sigh of relief: "This issue we use 'choice is more important than hard work' as the cover article, and 'the story of a drop of honey' will be the cover article of the next issue. Mr. Wu, do you have any comments?"

"No comment."

"In terms of remuneration, Mr. Wu, I need to talk to you in detail."

"Well, you say."

"It's like this, your articles and style of writing are very suitable for the needs of our magazine. Therefore, we hope to sign a columnist agreement with you, and you must ensure that you submit at least 4 articles to us every year. If you agree, then your The remuneration standard will be the standard of famous artists, that is, 1,000 words per thousand; if you don’t want to, you can only follow the standard of 800 words per thousand.”

Such a condition must be agreed to! In China, this standard is absolutely top-notch.

But Wu Tao didn't want the other party to feel that he was too impatient, so he pondered for a while on purpose.

Wang Chao's heart suddenly became agitated. It was embarrassing to keep silent on the phone, so he hesitated and said, "Mr. Wu, I know it's a bit difficult to submit four high-quality manuscripts a year. But our magazine's manuscript fee standard is Definitely the highest in the industry. So…”

"No problem, Editor-in-Chief Wang, I can sign." Before finishing speaking, Wu Tao gave an affirmative answer.

Wang Chao on the other end of the phone couldn't help clenching his fists excitedly and said, "That's great, Mr. Wu. I'll send you the columnist's agreement contract, the manuscript recording notice, and the manuscript fees for these two articles. According to the thousand-character 1000 standard settlement, your two articles have a word count of 1670 yuan, calculated as 2000 words, a total of 4000 yuan manuscript fee. It will arrive in four days, please pay attention to check."

"OK."

"Then let's do this first? Mr. Wu?"

After saying goodbye, Wu Tao hung up the phone, his arms trembling involuntarily.

"Are you sick? Your arms are shaking like this?" Uncle Tang said with a serious face of "I care about you".

Wu Tao almost suffered an internal injury, forget it, I am excited and happy today, and I don't care about you.

Half an hour later, after dinner, An Rong came to the water conservancy station and saw Wu Tao sitting at the desk with a serious face.

"Wu Tao, what's wrong with you, what happened?" An Rong was in a state of confusion, not noticing that the prankster Wu Tao was struggling.

"An Rong, my two submissions..."

"What happened to the submission?" An Rong asked impatiently, "Did you never pass it? Actually, you don't have to be discouraged..."

"It's all over!"

"What, what?" An Rong's mood couldn't be changed for a while.

The next moment, she was hugged by the excited Wu Tao.

Since his rebirth, this is the first time he has been recognized by this world, and the benefits are huge. How can this make him not excited enough?

An Rong was also a little dizzy from his emotions, dizzy from happiness.

When she heard that both of Wu Tao's articles were selected as the cover articles, she was even more dumbfounded. As for the subsequent columnist contract, she even excitedly sucked Wu Tao's cheek.

"You are the best!"

Some excitement made the two of them get closer. So much so that when she returned to the classroom from evening self-study, Zhao Li could see the blush on An Rongqiao's pretty face at a glance.

"You two kiss?"

Wu Tao got angry for a while when he was asked, and he didn't want to tell her about the manuscript at that time.

"Could it be the two of you?"

"Shut up, what are you thinking all day long..." Wu Tao said with a flat face: "I received a reply from Zhiyin Magazine."

"What?" Zhao Li suddenly became nervous, "Has the draft been completed yet?"

"Passed, both papers were approved." Wu Tao explained: "But the notification letter and manuscript fee will take a few days to arrive."

"Really?" Zhao Li stood up abruptly, her excitement immediately attracted the attention of the whole class, her performance was not much better than that of An Rong.

Wu Tao hurriedly pulled her to sit down and said, "Don't be so excited! You can rest assured now, we are sure to win!"

Zhao Li rolled her eyes wide, "Or, while everyone doesn't know about it, let's raise some more bets, maybe there will be unexpected surprises..."

"Isn't that bad?" With the manuscript fee, Wu Tao didn't care about the small money anymore.

"This girl is Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait!" Zhao Li proudly said.

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