The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Fu Jiuyue looked at Shen Wenjiao's tender face, and for a moment she wondered whether she had chosen such a pen name with any special meaning.

"Ah? No, I just hope that we girls can stand on our own in the future, just like flowers blooming and showing their beauty." Shen Wenjiao's eyes flashed. She was just an ordinary new author. How could she have any big ambitions?

"Okay, Jiaojiao, just wait for my news tomorrow! If nothing else, my mother and the others will definitely like to see you." Fu Jiuyue patted her barren, undeveloped chest and gave Shen Wenjiao a guarantee.

"Hehe, if it really works out, I will treat the four sisters to a big meal, you can choose~" Since Shen Wenjiao came to this class, she has been taken care of by the other four people to a certain extent. If she has a legitimate income, of course she has to repay them.

Shen Wenjiao was relieved when she entrusted the manuscript to Fu Jiuyue. After all, she really had a newspaper company at home, which meant she could go through the back door and directly reach the final review stage.

As soon as Shen Wenjiao returned to the Shen family, she saw that the lock of her door was actually opened. She rushed in immediately. She still had some manuscripts on the desk! If her father, Mr. Shen, knew that she wrote a novel to satirize him, she would be finished~

As soon as I came in, I saw Daidi cleaning the room. She had a lot more work to do recently, and without the extra subsidy from Shen Wenjiao, she looked much more haggard.

Shen Wenjiao was relieved in her heart. It was okay. Daidi was illiterate. Fortunately, she found out that Daidi was unreliable at an early stage, and Daidi didn't know much about her.

"Miss~" Daidi lowered his head and looked at Shen Wenjiao timidly. He no longer had the energy he had some time ago when he dared to fool Shen Wenjiao because she was kind and young.

Shen Wenjiao turned her head away. She couldn't be soft-hearted. Once unfaithful, he would never be trusted again. It was Dai Di who betrayed her kindness first.

"You should leave first! Don't come into my room when I'm not here. I'll talk to Granny Liu."

Shen Wenjiao decided to change the lock of the room tomorrow. This is not very reliable. Granny Liu and the others have the key. By the way, she also needs to tell Granny Liu not to touch the things on her desk at will in the future. She can clean up her study room by herself.

Shen Wenjiao didn't notice that Daidi's face suddenly became much gloomier after she said this, which showed that he was holding a grudge.

Dai Di not only hated Shen Wenjiao, but also blamed Grandma Liu who used chicken feathers as a token of authority, and also blamed Chun Ya, who was also a maid like her. He was full of complaints about the injustice of God.

After sending Dai Di away, Shen Wenjiao immediately put all the manuscripts that were accidentally left on the table into the space. She would definitely not leave any paper outside in the future.

Fu Jiuyue took the first 50,000 words of Shen Wenjiao's manuscript and nervously stopped Fu Sanshao from looking for prostitutes.

"Uncle, this is the novel written by Jiaojiao that you mentioned. Do you think it can be published?" Fu Jiuyue felt bad when she saw Uncle, who had been getting busier and busier recently. Uncle used to be so nice! He was willing to take them to watch plays and have tea, but now he is getting busier and busier!

"Hey, how old is that little girl? She can already write articles?" Fu Jiacheng raised his hand to check the time on his watch, then casually took the manuscript that surprised him.

Fu Jiacheng didn't take it too seriously, but he thought it was encouraging and was prepared to accept it if possible. But as he read more and more, Fu Jiacheng frowned. It wasn't that Shen Wenjiao's novel was bad, but it was too good. The writing was smooth, the conception was ingenious, and the description of details was especially amazing. It didn't look like it was written by a 7-year-old child.

"Was this really written by Shen Wenjiao?" Fu Jiacheng's doubtful words made Fu Jiuyue jump up and down. How could this not be written by Jiaojiao!

"Uncle San, you really underestimate me! Liu Ziluan was able to become a prime minister at the age of eight, so what's wrong with Jiaojiao writing a novel at the age of seven? No problem, not to mention that this is Jiaojiao's personal experience. Isn't it always like this in Datong~"

Fu Jiuyue complained a bit. Although she had never been back, she was familiar with the customs in her hometown Datong.

This is why Shen Wenjiao didn't dare to show it after writing it a long time ago. She was admitted to a senior primary school at the age of seven, and some people doubted the authenticity of her articles and novels. If she showed it when she was four or five years old without knowing the height of the world, she would be a real monster!

"Haha, you really protect her! It's well written, but I don't know how it goes in the rest of the story? It's not finished yet, so it's a bit risky for me to publish it in the Novel Daily!"

In terms of business, Fu Jiacheng also put a lot of thought into the newspapers under his name. Nowadays, there are very few articles that can be serialized in newspapers. Most of them are published one chapter at a time after the newspaper receives the full manuscript. In this way, the newspaper can have a better idea of ​​the quality of the full text, and will not add a tail to the story later, which will damage the reputation of the newspaper.

Although Fu Jiuyue admired Shen Wenjiao for being able to write such a wonderful novel, she could not pat her chest and make a guarantee on Shen Wenjiao's behalf in front of her third uncle!

"Well, how about you send me to school tomorrow and talk to Jiaojiao directly? However, Jiaojiao wants to keep it a secret and doesn't want to be too public, so don't let it slip!"

Yes, people are afraid of being famous just like pigs are afraid of being fat. Shen Wenjiao is even more afraid that her father, Mr. Shen, will find out and cause trouble. So she specifically asked her four good sisters to keep it a secret for her. With this common secret, the relationship between the five people became better.

"Haha, I'm the boss of a newspaper, I'm not responsible for reviewing manuscripts, okay? Forget it, I'll pick you up from school tomorrow~"

Fu Jiacheng looked at the manuscript in his hand, which was obviously above the standard. Thinking of Shen Wenjiao's age, he sighed in his heart that she was a rare talent. It could be regarded as a reserve of talents for their newspaper! It would save Brother Cheng Ping from always nagging him that he was a hands-off boss who didn't care about the survival of the newspaper at all.

However, if the little girl wants to keep it secret, she needs a dedicated editor, and it has to be a female editor. Fu Jiacheng touched his chin, which was already covered with stubble, and felt a little worried. Tsk~ The little girl is troublesome~

When Fu Jiuyue heard that Third Uncle agreed, she immediately felt relieved, "Thank you, Third Uncle. Then Jiaojiao and I will wait for you tomorrow! Hehe, we want to go see the latest play, Third Uncle, can you take us there on the way?"

Fu Jiuyue would never give up the opportunity to take advantage of her third uncle. Hehe, the opportunity is fleeting, so she must seize it.

Fu Jiacheng took a look and thought, well, isn't this a ready-made good man? It's just right to arrange a good job for this niece in advance!

"Well, no problem. It just so happens that I have something for you to do, so don't worry. Third Uncle won't harm you." Fu Jiacheng patted Fu Jiuyue's thin shoulders, left Fu Jiuyue confused, and walked away.