Su Wen and Zhou Yan had a careful discussion about the manuscript fee, cooperation method, and settlement cycle. Su Wen is well-organized and thoughtful, and she can even lead Zhou Yan's thinking in the negotiation. What's even more commendable is that she has a frank attitude, and she doesn't care about every detail, let alone open her mouth like a lion.

Finally, the two parties negotiated a sharing ratio that was satisfactory to both parties, and then signed the contract. During the period, Zhou Yan proposed more than once that every book of Su Wen's future should be published by Chunfeng Deyi Publishing House, but Su Wen refused.

It only means that future cooperation will be preferred, and I am not a professional writer, but I am not sure if I will be an amateur in the future!

This is the first contract, and since the other party personally came to help her, she is willing to compromise no matter what. But you can't tie yourself to death because of this, and you still need to choose and test each other in the process of cooperation in the future.

Zhou Yan didn't believe a word of what Su Wen said about her being an amateur, and firmly believed that she was a gifted writer.

Su Wen snickered and didn't explain further.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, Su Wen asked Zhou Yan to have a light meal at home, but Zhou Yan was driven by the driver this time. The car was parked at the intersection outside Sanjiaying Village. Because she didn't want to show off, she didn't ask the driver to bring the car over. When she got to the address, she got out of the car and found it by herself.

In this case, Su Wen didn't force anyone to stay, she just wanted to be polite.

"Okay, don't give it away. If you go to the provincial capital, remember to go to the publishing house to find me. You can call me anytime if you have anything to do." Standing at the entrance of the village, Zhou Yan refused Su Wen's offer, and waved her hand away. When he was about to leave, he stopped halfway.

"By the way, let me ask you something."

"Tell me." This is my God of Wealth, the partner, Su Wen must be patient. Look at Ms. Zhou, she has an elegant temperament and is the boss and editor-in-chief of the publishing house, but she doesn't have the slightest airs and is easy to get along with.

Unlike someone, it's really difficult to serve. But it happens to be her biggest golden thigh, the backer, and it's not enough if she doesn't serve her.

For the first time, Zhou Yan was a little embarrassed, "Do you have a date?" Su Wenxu was only twenty years old, and at this age, most of the people in the city were unmarried, but not necessarily in the countryside. And she is so beautiful, there must be many people chasing her.

Zhou Yan asked with the last hope.

Su Wen laughed in astonishment, "I got married last year."

"Oh! That's such a pity." Zhou Yan looked disappointed. She didn't have the nerve to say that she wanted someone to be her daughter-in-law, but made an excuse casually, "It's like this. I have a friend whose son is very special. She is excellent and about the same age as you. She is 20 years old and has a handsome appearance. The family background is also very good, and there will be no problems with mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the future, and the family members are easy to get along with."

Huh! In this way, the condition of her house is really impossible to find even with a lantern. Such a good condition was defeated by the bastard, and all the family friends, friends and old classmates shunned when they heard the word Xu Xiaoxiao.

No one dared to marry the girl over.

The more I think about it, the more irritable I become, and I wish I could beat the bastard right away.

"With such a good condition, we rural people may not be able to reach it." Su Wen said politely.

"How could it be?" Zhou Yan disagreed at all, "Auntie likes you, you are good-looking, and you are a talented writer. If anyone marries you, it will be a high fragrance for eight lifetimes." She really likes Su Wen, first I was amazed by this girl immediately.

The first thought at that time was that this beauty could travel through time, slowly walking towards me. A woman in her forties would be moved, let alone a man.

Today's eight chapters, good night! mwah

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