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Chapter 89 Chapter 89: Gold MedalEdit

After a few people had lunch in the hotel, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Jiang Ci's was a suite, Chen Xinxin lived in a guest room, and Jiang Ci's was the master bedroom.

After Jiang Ci returned to the room, he turned on the computer and prepared to type for a while.

the phone rings,

"Hello, Mr. Jiang Ci, have you disturbed your rest?"

"Well, editor Xiangxiang, no, I'm preparing to type now, is there something wrong?"

"Are you in Shashi now? I've talked with the boss of the publishing house. Although he doesn't know that the author is you, he is still willing to come with me to find you to sign a publishing contract."

"Well, I'm in Shashi now, and I'm going to participate in Chengzi Channel's I'm a Big Singer program,"

"Okay, then I will fly over with the boss of the publishing house and come here soon. You tell me your address, and we will come directly to you."

"I'm at Xinyun Hotel next to Chengzi Terrace, No. 1521, you can come directly."

"Okay, then I'll come over with the boss of the publishing house," Xiangxiang was very happy because she could get autographs and meet a real person again.

"Okay, contact me when you arrive. I'll code a little and save the manuscript first." After Jiang Ci finished speaking, his fingers started tapping on his external keyboard.

On the other end of the phone, editor Xiangxiang's scalp felt a little numb when he heard the sound of crackling and clattering on the keyboard.

At the same time, I thought to myself: "Jiang Ci has been single for a long time, and his hand speed is so fast that it makes people's scalp tingle."

Now under the author account of Misty Rain, there are all fans of Brother Su and Princess Nihuang CP who leave messages, almost all of them are knocking CP. The collection of this book has reached nearly 800 million, and the follow-up is [-] million. The manuscript fee is already a good one. The number is too high, not to mention there are rewards.

Another book about the confusing relationship between Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying made fans unable to put it down.

In this book, it will soon appear that Yue Buqun's sword of gentleman is actually the title of hypocrite.

Jiang Ci kept typing at the keyboard.

He didn't have the habit of taking a nap, he was full of energy, and sat at the computer desk until after three o'clock in the afternoon, when Jiang Qiuyue called,
"Little bastard, do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Let's not do it today for the time being. Someone will come to sign a contract with me later." Jiang Ci accidentally slipped his mouth.

Jiang Qiuyue was startled: "Ah, what contract do you want to sign?"

"I want you to take care of it." Jiang Ci replied forcefully.

"I'm giving you a chance to reorganize your language." Jiang Qiuyue was obviously stunned by Jiang Ci's words, then gritted her teeth and said,

"Okay, didn't I write a short sci-fi story? I won an award, and the Penguin Reading Club will come here to give me the bonus." Jiang Ci just wanted to fool around, because he really didn't dare to reveal which account of Jiangnan and which of Misty Rain The account is his trumpet, otherwise Jiang Qiuyue might stab him with a knife in the future.

"Okay, then you can be busy." Jiang Qiuyue wanted to go shopping, but she was missing a bag, but Jiang Ci couldn't go, so she didn't go.

So Jiang Qiuyue simply hung up the phone.

Just hung up the phone, another call came in,

"Hello, hello, Sister Shuli. Why did you remember to call me today?" Jiang Ci was a little confused. Yang Shuli, the executive CEO of Penguin Games, is a big shot in the industry. He is more professional than family. Damn Iron Lady, why did you call him all of a sudden? There is no problem with the "League" game.
"Hehe, our great talent Jiang rubbed the people of the Poetry Association on the ground so badly with a single poem on the Internet. I just don't want to notice you, so I can't do it."

"Haha, Sister Shuli, don't make fun of me. Isn't that why I did this because those people from the Poetry Association are really relying on their old age to support their old age?"

"By the way, Jiang Ci, I happened to be on a business trip with the Penguin film and television department in Shashi, and your article "Wandering Blue Star" won No.1 without any surprise. Do you still have the film and television copyright of this article? ?”

"Sister Shuli, do you want to buy the film adaptation rights of "The Wandering Blue Star"?"

"Well, people from Penguin Film and Television Department have this idea."

"Actually, Sister Shuli, I have already adapted the script of this novel. If your Penguin Film and Television Department is sincere, then we might as well have a serious discussion."

"You have already adapted it into a script? It seems that you have a lot of ideas."

Jiang Ci smiled and said, "That's for sure, Sister Shuli, I'm in the Xinyun Hotel near Chengzi Terrace. I don't know where you are? Do you need me to find you?"

"That's not necessary, we are already rushing towards you now, and we will arrive at Xinyun Hotel in a few minutes."

"Well, that's good, I'll go to the first floor of Xinyun Hotel and wait for your arrival."

"Okay, see you later," and then hung up the phone conveniently.

Jiang Ci found the script of "Wandering Blue Star" from the folder, printed it out through the printer in the room, and printed a few more copies at the same time.After turning off the computer, he walked out of the room and said to Chen Xinxin who was sitting on the sofa: "Miss Xinxin, I'm going downstairs. A friend is coming to talk to me about film and television copyright. Do you want to join me?"

Chen Xinxin shook her head: "I won't go, if you want to leave the hotel, please remember to tell me." She curled up lazily on the sofa watching the TV series, glanced at Jiang Ci, and said with a smile.

"Okay," Jiang Ci opened the door, walked out, walked through the long corridor, came to the elevator, and pressed the button for the first floor after entering.

Waited in the hotel lobby for a short while,
Yang Shuli entered the hotel with four men and three women.

Everyone who came was wearing a black suit, black trousers, and professional attire. They were simply dressed like professional elites.

Yang Shuli introduced: "This is Jiang Ci, I think you all know him."

"This is the director of Penguin Games," Jiang Ci shook hands with the other party naturally.

"This is the planner of Penguin Games,"

"This is Zhang Xing, the president of Penguin Film and Television." Jiang Ci shook hands with the other party and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhang!"

"As expected, he is young and promising, handsome and elegant, and very handsome." Zhang Xing kept praising him when he saw the real person.

"This is the gold medal editor of Penguin Film and Television Department, Lao Huang." Lao Huang smiled embarrassingly. He didn't mean to look down on Jiang Ci, and he was even a little panicked in his heart, afraid that Jiang Ci would write a poem to diss him. .

"Hehe, I don't dare to be called a gold medal editor in front of Mr. Jiang Ci. My friend from Dynasty Entertainment also revealed a little bit of Mr. Jiang Ci's ghost blowing lamp script to me. It was quite shocking." Lao Huang was very polite. Said to Jiang Ci.

It is indeed a big company, but there are not so many people who look down on people, or those who look down on people with dog eyes.

So a group of people came to the conference room.

Jiang Ci distributed the script in his hand to people in the Penguin film and television department, including Mr. Zhang.

As for the few people in the game department, they are naturally too lazy to read it, and they are not very interested in the script.
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(End of this chapter)