Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

Finally, during Editor Chen's hesitant questioning, Duan Jiajia could tell that he was surprised.

Holding the slightly hot phone receiver, he said, "I am a high school student. Does your company have any requirements in this regard?"

Editor Chen quickly retorted that he planned to use this as a publicity point!How come there are requirements?

"No, no, no. Don't worry, Miss Duan." Editor Chen shook his head on the phone, causing the colleagues in charge of communication at the front desk to look askance.

"I will prepare a contract and send it to you. Ms. Duan can go over the above terms with her parents. If there is no problem, sign and send it back. I will stamp it and send you a complete contract." Editor Chen Hold on to your excited heart.

In any case, Duan Jiajia is the first author he signed.

Whether it's for career or face, Editor Chen plans to train Duan Jiajia well.

After hanging up the phone, Editor Chen walked to Editor Yang's office humming a song.

The other people in the office were jealous when they saw him like this, but they weren't jealous enough to say anything mean.

Everyone has their own author on hand, and their status in the magazine is very stable, and they can understand Xiao Chen's jumping up and down these days.

young man!

In Editor Yang's office, when Editor Chen said that this green sleeve was just a high school student, Editor Yang's hand holding the tea cup visibly shook.

"Still a young talent!" Editor-in-Chief Yang smiled. Although not all authors in their magazine follow the contract signing process, most of them submit one manuscript at a time, and the editor maintains the relationship with the author.

Most of those who take the contract are full-length novels, so they have to seek stability.

Otherwise, if you write well in "Martial Arts Dream", you will suddenly be poached by other magazines at a high price.

Then their magazine will be in danger of opening a skylight.

This is very detrimental to the magazine.

Therefore, Editor Yang also knows the approximate age of authors who can write long novels.

"When I looked at it that day, I thought he was at least a young man of 25 years old." Chief Editor Yang smiled helplessly, but the approval in his eyes could not be hidden: "Go ahead and make arrangements. Remember to follow the whole process, and any problems will be solved as soon as possible. Xiao Chen, you are new here, if you don’t understand something, ask your colleagues.”

Editor Chen responded a series of times.

He will not be complacent just because he signed a contract with Duan Jiajia.

This is not something particularly worthy of celebration in the magazine.

However, Editor Chen was still keenly aware of Editor Yang's intention towards the column of "Martial Arts Dream" from Editor Yang's attitude towards this article. Although he could not figure out what the editor wanted to do, he was sure.

Duan Jiajia, who he signed, is the touchstone.

If the test is successful, I won’t take credit for it, but I will definitely be recognized in front of the editor-in-chief.

If you fail, no matter how bad you are, you will just go back to serving people tea and water and running errands.

Editor Chen still wants to give it a try.

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Touchstone Duan Jiajia hung up the phone, paid five yuan, and walked home humming a tune.

She never thought that the work she could not complete in her previous life would have the opportunity to be serialized in a magazine in this life.

In her previous life, she was born in the [-]s. She grew up watching various martial arts dramas. Who hasn’t dreamed of becoming a martial artist?

It's a pity that when Duan Jiajia grew up, the martial arts genre began to decline.

Various voices in the author forum are saying "Martial arts is dead".Most of the people who asked for articles in the readers' forum were about themes such as fairy tales and fantasy. Martial arts were no longer the favorite of readers at that time.

The reason Duan Jiajia was excited was that once she got into books, she could actually try to be a martial arts novel author!

She dared to say that if this news was known to her good friends who wrote novels together in her previous life, they would definitely envy her to death.

Duan Jiajia happily walked home and saw several pretty girls with short hair on the way.

Passing by Sui Dongfeng's store, I saw more people inside.

It seems that Sui Dongfeng really used those hairstyles to gain the upper hand in the only barber shop in the forest farm.

Her father also packed his luggage and prepared to go south to purchase goods.

Everything is developing in a good direction!

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Early the next morning, Duan Jiajia was carrying a schoolbag. In the side pocket of the schoolbag was a small rag that her father had cut out of an old towel.

The father and daughter went out together.

However, Duan Jiajia got off the bus on the way, and Duan Shunan had to take the minibus to the city.

One goes to school and becomes a high school student.

One went south to look for business opportunities.

The first-year high school building occupies the largest area and is shaped like a zigzag.Class 1 of Senior High School is on the third floor. On the fourth floor are several lecture theaters and a computer room that will not open the door unless necessary.

There are a few familiar faces in the classroom that I signed up to see yesterday.

Duan Jiajia held her schoolbag strap and looked at the lively classroom, feeling at a loss for the first time.

It had been several years since she graduated, and she suddenly returned to high school.

She also had to face a group of classmates who she thought were small mentally, but who were actually similar physically.

Duan Jiajia suddenly worried about whether he could integrate into this group well.

Duan Jiajia found a corner where no one seemed to be and sat down. Before Duan Jiajia had time to think about it, class teacher Cao Xueping walked into the classroom with a thick lesson preparation book and a list under her hands, stepping on her small leather shoes.

As Cao Xueping appeared, the originally lively classroom suddenly became quiet.

Cao Xueping adjusted her black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, her serious expression was indeed very bluffing.

"My surname is Cao. You all already know my name when you read the list. I will waste everyone's time with unnecessary introductions. We will get along slowly in the future. I will get to know you, and you will get to know me."

Cao Xueping never thought about taking the amiable route of getting along with the students, and her personality was not capable of such a thing.

So, his tone changed, and he said seriously: "I know that you are all outstanding students who have passed the high school entrance examination. But your excellence in the three years of junior high school does not mean that you will be the same in the next three years of high school. Everyone has gone through a summer without a summer vacation. During the summer vacation when I was doing my homework, I stayed focused on my studies and devoted myself to the rest of my life.”

The classroom, where there were some whispers, was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

A few seconds later, it was Cao Xueping who was the first to break the silence: "The taller students behind me will follow me to collect the books. I will sign up one by one later and come up to collect the books myself."

After Cao Xueping finished speaking, she took several tall male classmates and left in a hurry.

As soon as Cao Xueping left, the classroom was quiet for a few seconds at first, and then a huge discussion broke out.

"Wow! It's over, it's over, I feel like this teacher is stricter than my junior high school teacher."

"I guessed it when I reported it. Besides, we are a key class, and the school will definitely arrange a very strict class teacher. We will be the brand in three years!"

Duan Jiajia listened to the lively discussion of this group of people and sat against the wall without saying anything.

Until I felt a pen poking me at my elbow.