The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Shen Wenjiao jumped off the stool and turned around in front of Fu Jiacheng and Jiang Chengping, fully demonstrating her height and rolling her eyes in an especially cute way.

"Look at me, don't I look like a little white rabbit that anyone can take a bite of? People are afraid of being famous, just like pigs are afraid of being fat. Aren't people like me destined to be manipulated by my dad as he pleases? It would be safer to wait until I grow up and become famous, isn't it?"

Fu Jiacheng understood Shen Wenjiao's meaning without much thought. If Shen Wenjiao was a girl from their Fu family, she would naturally have the protection of her family, and it wouldn't matter if she was younger. But the Shen family only had Master Shen, who was considered to have some power. Wouldn't that mean anyone could manipulate her?

Fu Jiacheng thought more than the relatively simple Shen Wenjiao. These powerful men all looked down on those frivolous and illiterate prostitutes. Now the popular ones are all female students and talented women. Although not all people are like this, there are always a few shameless guys with beastly hearts.

Fu Jiacheng looked at the girl in front of him who was full of spirit and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, forget it. The little girl was not blinded by fame and fortune, and it was good to know how to keep a low profile.

"It's up to you. She may be a small person, but she has a lot of ideas. How about letting Jiuyue be your editor in the future?" Fu Jiacheng had a plan in mind, and he was more caring towards this studious niece. When Shen Wenjiao's novel appeared this time, he quickly realized that this was a good opportunity.

"Jiuyue, look how good your uncle is to you. He found you a good job before you even started middle school! You can be Xiao Jiaojiao's exclusive editor, and the newspaper will give you 20 yuan a month. How about that? I'm increasing your pocket money, so you better do your best, okay~"

Fu Jiacheng is more far-sighted. Shen Wenjiao can write such a novel at the age of 7, so she has a great chance of becoming a great writer in the future. If his Jiu Yue can catch this favorable wind, his future will be brighter.

The Fu family can support Fu Jiuyue and even find her a wealthy family of the same class in the future, but Fu Jiacheng still sincerely hopes that Fu Jiuyue can be able to make a living on her own.

Fu Jiuyue was stunned when she heard this, and she almost didn't react. How could this have anything to do with her?

"Uncle San, can I do it?" Fu Jiuyue asked a little nervously.

"Okay, of course. Sister Jiuyue, it would be great if you could be my editor! We'd be close friends!" Shen Wenjiao was extremely happy to hear this. Compared to Jiang Chengping, whom she was not very familiar with, she would of course prefer Fu Jiuyue, with whom she had a good relationship, to be her exclusive editor!

Apart from anything else, it is certainly easier for girls to communicate about some issues!

You have to know why Shen Wenjiao did not submit her own works because she was worried about meeting unreliable editors. You have to know that at this time, some editors would use any means to control the authors, even using money and beauty to encourage people to smoke opium.

After hearing what Fu Jiacheng said, Shen Wenjiao was happier than Fu Jiuyue, the person involved.

"Sister Jiuyue, just give it a try! At least you can have an extra 20 yuan in pocket money every month."

Shen Wenjiao took Fu Jiuyue's hand and shook it, and spoke in her usual coquettish voice.

Fu Jiuyue looked at her uncle who was encouraging her, and thought of her cousin who had just been arranged to marry without any resistance this year. Maybe she should have prepared earlier. She didn't want to finish high school with great difficulty and then use her diploma as a decoration to marry into a wealthy family. The knowledge she had learned after working so hard for so long was not a record for men to show off.

"Okay~ Uncle Jiang. I will go to the newspaper office to help out during my rest time. Thank you for your guidance~"

It can be said that the boss Fu Jiacheng made the final decision and the whole conversation ended smoothly. Soon, Shen Wenjiao and the little girl Fu Jiuyue were sent away by Fu Jiacheng who had other arrangements.

This made Shen Wenjiao, who wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to see the storyteller in the teahouse, feel particularly regretful, but no matter how regretful she was, it was getting late and she had to go home.

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Seeing the two little girls disappear, Jiang Chengping leaned back in his chair in a very ungraceful manner and looked at Fu Jiacheng with raised eyebrows.

"My goodness, Brother Jiacheng, you are so kind today! Wow, a 7-year-old talented girl, you are so generous that you don't want to give up such a good promotional spot!"

Although Shen Wenjiao's novels are indeed well written, Jiang Chengping's eyes are more worthy of attention to Shen Wenjiao's age and gender. You know, there are many authors with extraordinary literary talent these days, but there are not many female authors who are both talented and beautiful.

He had no objection at all to Fu Jiacheng arranging a job for his niece in the newspaper company. Wasn't it just a disguised way of giving the child some pocket money?

Fu Jiacheng shook the manuscript in his hand and said in a brisk tone, "She is worth the price, isn't she, Mr. Baihua~"

Regardless of age or gender, just by reading the novel, Jiang Chengping knew that Fu Jiacheng was right.

"Okay, okay. You have a good eye for talent, right? Let's go. Are you really going to invite me out for tea and a book? I'm not as idle as you, young master. I have to urge the manuscript. Some people are so procrastinating and self-righteous that they are worse than a little girl~"

Jiang Chengping walked to the door and suddenly stopped. He said something vaguely. If Fu Jiacheng didn't have good ears, he might not have heard it.

"The dead are dead, and we the living have to keep trying to live. It's not easy for anyone to have a family to support~"

Fu Jiacheng's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and some of the tea in it accidentally spilled out, wetting his dry hands with a little callouses!

Fu Jiacheng lowered his head and did not answer. When he looked up again, he had become the suave third young master of the Fu family again.

After Fu Jiuyue became Shen Wenjiao's exclusive editor, Shen Wenjiao suffered a lot. The urging experts gathered every day and pressed her all the time.

In addition, the courses in senior primary school were not easy either. Shen Wenjiao was so busy that she could not care about anything else when she returned home every day. Even after meals, she was listless and went back to her room right after eating.

This person, once busy, is particularly prone to forgetting and neglecting unimportant people and things around him. Naturally, Shen Wenjiao could not notice the changes in other people in her family.

Xu Bijun was eager for Shen Wenjiao to communicate with the master to enhance their relationship! She felt much more comfortable that Shen Wenjiao had been eating and going back honestly these days.

In short, it's best if this girl stays away from her.

Even if Shen Wanting complained, her mother would easily dismiss her. The Shen brothers were busy with schoolwork and devoted themselves to it.

For a moment, the entire Shen family became inexplicably harmonious.

Before the Chinese New Year, Shen Wenjiao had to hand in the manuscript she had written yesterday when she arrived at school every day. She would make some minor revisions based on the opinions of Fu Jiuyue and Mikako, and then go back to continue her hard studies.

Shen Wenjiao: (*?????) I feel busier than when I was in high school~ My dear, this is killing me. When will this day of going to school with my own editor end?